After being strong, he lowered his head, allowing both sides to have steps to go down. Although Zhang Hao's handling was a bit harsh, he had already begun to show his extraordinary performance.
Liu Jingming nodded, Zhou Bo and others praised him, and the prime minister could only nod.
Taking advantage of the lunch time, Zhou Bo immediately arranged for people to rearrange the seats.
This time Zhang Hao gave his opinion: According to the traditional seating arrangement, no matter how we arrange it, it is not suitable. There is always one person at the top and one at the bottom; one person is at the top and the other is at the bottom. So Zhang Hao had an idea: Let's sit east to west.
We act as hosts because we are hosts.
This was how the luncheon was arranged, and both parties were very satisfied.
During the luncheon, Zhou Bo talked and laughed happily, talking about the causes and consequences of the guild, its responsibilities, etc., especially the contribution of the guild in stabilizing the value of currency; finally, he focused on the patent system that the guild was most proud of.
Prime Minister Ouyang Si was a little disapproving at first, but gradually, he gained a deep understanding of the Black Iron Guild, and he continued to praise it.
Once both parties have a basic understanding and both care about the country, negotiations will be much easier.
But when it comes to money matters, "easy" is limited.
The Dark Iron Guild said: We can only pump out two hundred tons of Dark Iron every day; as for the quality, it depends on the sales situation on that day.
The prime minister said: In the past month, everything has been supplied to the military.
The Black Iron Guild said: We can give you one year's interest-free credit.
The prime minister said: You should sell it at 20% off the market price.
The Black Iron Guild said: We ask for tax benefits.
The prime minister said: It is your obligation and responsibility to pay taxes in accordance with the law; even interest must be paid.
The two sides were at loggerheads. Regarding these matters of interests, Zhou Bo and others were self-taught. Interests must be carefully considered.
Zhang Hao saw that he had nothing to do, so he left. As soon as he left the house, someone handed Zhang Hao a love letter... Ahem, it was a message: "Deacon Zhang, there is a person named Mu Yingying at the door. She has been waiting for you for a long time.
Already."
Zhang Hao looked up at the red sunset, then looked at the gossipy eyes of the guild guard, shrugged, and came to the gate.
A beautiful but luxurious carriage stopped at the door. The guards and coachman were like sculptures, motionless; only the two white horses pulling the carriage moved restlessly.
Zhang Hao came to the front of the carriage and shouted softly: "Sister Shi, Zhang Hao is late, please atone for your sins."
"How can you be guilty of anything? It was my little sister who caused the disturbance."
Hearing this somewhat sour voice, Zhang Hao quickly apologized and changed the subject first: "Shimei, it was me who was negligent. Can you give me a chance to atone for my sins?"
"I just came to see the sunset, and I will leave after watching the sunset."
Zhang Hao was even more sure that Mu Yingying was indeed popular. If you like watching the sunset, then watching the sunset would be good. By the way, Zhang Hao searched his mind and found a few jokes.
"... I may not be the most beautiful, I may not be the smartest... My name is Wei Bihui."
"An emperor wanted to make a new dress that could measure the loyalty of his ministers... As a result, a few children were ignorant and said that His Majesty had nothing to wear, but they were taken away by the adults.
"
“What would a seven-ripe roast say when it met a three-ripe roast?”
Mu Yingying was finally amused and said with a smile: "I would say, we are just right for each other."
"Yes, we are just right." Zhang Hao repeated.
Mu Yingying was stunned for a while, then spat, "You know how to bully others! Huh, we want to imitate the Xuan Tie Guild and form a weapon refining guild. But we always feel that there are some shortcomings, so we want to ask Brother Shi for advice."
"I try my best."
Zhang Hao led a horse and followed Mu Yingying, walking forward; along the way, Zhang Hao had a plan in mind: now that the family has accumulated a lot of money, perhaps it is time to get involved in the weapon refining industry.
!
Will the Weapon Refining Union be the next opportunity for the Zhang family’s development?
The two of them walked slowly, and when the sun dropped to the top of the city, they arrived at Jiuzhen Tower.
Jiuzhen Tower was still so lively, but when Zhang Hao came to the door, the maid at the door neatly shouted: "Welcome Mr. Zhang."
At that moment, a sense of satisfaction came over me. Finally, we were no longer nameless supporting characters.
As soon as they entered Jiuzhen Building, the shopkeeper greeted them with a bright smile and personally invited Zhang Hao and Mu Yingying to the eighth floor.
Standing on the eighth floor, Zhang Hao looked at the closed door on the ninth floor and was a little confused: "It seems that the ninth floor has not been opened?"
The shopkeeper immediately replied: "Because we haven't prepared all the dishes on the ninth floor yet. Mr. Zhang laughed."
Zhang Hao nodded, but he didn't believe it in his heart. But what he said was beautiful. The ninth floor must be used to welcome real distinguished guests. For example, the prince, the elders of Jiuyang Sect and so on.
The private room turned out to be the same private room as last time. Zheng Changqiu, Mu Mingchen, Mei Qianyun, Ji Bubu, Liu Xian and others who Zhang Hao knew were all there. In addition, there were many new faces.
Zheng Changqiu was very enthusiastic and took Zhang Hao to introduce them one by one.
"The big shopkeeper of Yunying Trading Company, Liu Guang. A great master in the early stage of Nascent Soul."
"The eldest young master of the Mu family, Mu Pengcheng, is 20 years old and in the middle stage of foundation building."
…
After going around for a while, he finally returned to Zheng Changqiu's seat and pointed to the introduction next to him: "Zheng Shaojie, the eldest son of the Zheng family, 19 years old, in the middle stage of foundation building."
Zhang Hao paid his respects one by one without breaking the rules of etiquette.
After getting to know each other, Ji Bubu got straight to the point: "Good nephew, we are all our own people, so I will tell you straight away."
Zhang Hao nodded in agreement. But he had other thoughts in his mind: We are acquaintances at best, so don’t press the words ‘one of our own’ randomly.
Ji BuTong talked about their preparations to establish the Weapon Refining Guild: They had a good discussion at the beginning, but they always felt that there were some shortcomings, but they couldn't tell them.
In short, when everyone got together, they couldn't find the tacit understanding that the Black Iron Guild had.
After Zhang Hao listened, he said unceremoniously: "Deacon Ji, I probably understand what is missing.
Let’s talk about the Black Iron Guild first. There are prerequisites for the establishment of the Black Iron Guild.
The black iron market was in chaos, everyone's interests were harmed, and everyone urgently needed to make effective changes. It happened that the Zhang family had enough fame because they disclosed the water forging technique. This is how the black iron guild was established.
In other words, everyone comes together with a common purpose.
May I ask, what is the common purpose of everyone getting together?"
Mu Yingying thought for a while and said: "Our common goal is to strengthen and sort out the domestic magic weapon smelting industry."
Zhang Hao shook his head: "Shimei, I think the guild is a big family, and everyone is a family member.
The family must have an internal core, not an external one."
Mu Yingying frowned slightly: "Brother, what is the core of the Black Iron Guild?"
"Dark Iron Smelting! To be more specific, it is the technology of smelting Dark Iron. In the past, we kept the Dark Iron smelting technology as a secret; now, we have made it public internally, and everyone has made great progress. I think everyone here should have a profound understanding of it.
insights.”
Everyone nodded, they had personally witnessed the rise and development of the Black Iron Guild.
But what is the core of the Weapon Refining Guild?
Zheng Shaojie immersed himself in deep thought: "Our technologies are different, and the refining products are also very different. I can't think of anything in common at the moment!"
Mu Yingying's eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes, there is an item that can accommodate all the differences. That is: war weapon!"
War weapon? Everyone’s eyes instantly brightened.
Chapter completed!