[Introduction to the work]
With a monthly salary of 10,000 taels, he started in a ruined temple.
Wu Chengyuan, a doctor of materials science, opened his eyes and became a poor scholar who fainted from hunger in a ruined temple. Fortunately, his "salary" arrived on time - 10,000 taels of silver per month, and it would be cleared if he couldn't spend it all.
As a result, the style of painting changed:
He used mountains of money to smash grain merchants, and used snowflakes and salt conjured out of thin air to overturn official camps. When the county magistrate led troops to arrest him, he smiled and threw out a million tael of silver notes: "I bought this county seat."
Others rely on weapons to rebel, while others rely on wages. Money is given for building roads, money is given for training troops, and money is spent on inventions. When the enemy troops approached the city, he built a wall of silver directly in front of the formation: "Retreat, and the money will be yours. If you don't retreat, I will use this money to buy the lives of your entire army."
Many years later, Wu Chengyuan, who was sitting on the dragon chair, looked at the spaceship taking off in the starry sky, and smiled at the stunned old ministers:
"I've told you a long time ago that I'm just a monthly salary earner. It's just a bonus for this era."
When there is no upper limit on the monthly quota, spending money is the most powerful productivity.
