To be honest, Giss was deeply impressed by the delicious food in Bunas' restaurant that had been improved upon by Tang Mo's suggestions.
He never thought that Tang Mo’s improved seafood would be so delicious, nor that Bunas’ fried chicken would be so amazing.
In short, he was very happy with this meal, and even felt that it was a worthwhile trip just to have such a meal.
He wiped the corners of his mouth decently with a napkin and brought back the chatter about mutual compliments: "Mr. Tang, I heard from other places that you have a very good arms workshop?"
"Huh? Mr. Gis, who did you hear this from?" Before Tang Mo put down his knife and fork, he looked at Gis in surprise and said, "I almost forgot, I really have such a little kid.
workshop."
They did not introduce themselves to each other from the beginning, and even after Guise introduced the Minister of Construction, Bowes, they did not take the initiative to introduce themselves.
But it seemed that both parties had known each other for a long time, or that both parties had already investigated the other party's background, so no one asked or introduced themselves.
Tang Mo knew that Giss was one of the leaders of the Cyric Consortium and the person in charge of the Cyric Consortium in the Kingdom of Wright.
And Geese also knew that Tang Mo was the mysterious weapon manufacturer who created a weapon that surpassed the Cyric Musket.
We are all so familiar with each other, so wouldn’t it be a bit too false to pretend that it was the first time we met each other? In fact, the two people just haven’t met each other, so they can definitely be considered to have been friends for a long time.
Now that the topic came to the workshop, Geese's expression became solemn: "I heard that the weapons produced by your workshop are much better than those produced by the Cyric Consortium?"
"It's really embarrassing for you to say that... Actually, in fact... what you said is accurate." Tang Mo seemed a little embarrassed and admitted shyly.
"In half a year, you provided Beiling with 2,000 such muskets?" Giese frowned and asked a question of his own.
In fact, it is not that he cannot understand advanced weapons. Cyric's weapons have been mass-produced for hundreds of years. It is not surprising that a brand-new weapon has been born in such a long time.
In fact, Cyric himself is conducting research and development and subversion in this area, but he hasn't come up with it yet.
What really caused Cyric to completely lose control on the Northridge issue this time was that the people in charge of Cyric such as Gis never expected that changes would occur in just half a year.
If they hadn't been careless and underestimated the enemy, important information such as Tang Mo's replacement of muskets for Beiling would not have been sent to Jisi until the war broke out.
It was Tang Mo's production method that transcended the times that caused Cyric to fall into a cognitive blind spot, which in turn led to the failure of this war.
From this point of view, what really defeated Cyric was not the 2,000 needle-fired guns and breech-loaded field guns, but Tang Mo's steam engine and corresponding machine tools.
"Uh, actually, it's 3,000." Tang Mo still looked embarrassed and modest, but what he said made Jisi tremble all over.
The production method of being able to produce a full 3,000 muskets in half a year seemed to attract Giss more than Tang Mo's new muskets.
At this moment, Geese felt that his heartbeat was speeding up. He thought of countless possibilities in an instant, some possibilities that would make his life different.
He thought of killing Tang Mo, and then swallowing up Tang Mo's assets, using these assets as bargaining chips to make himself a new shareholder of the Cyric Consortium.
He also thought about taking Tang Mo's things as his own, and then bargaining with Sirik, or even turning back and becoming the next founder of Sirik's consortium.
In short, he thought a lot, and for a while he even forgot to continue talking to Tang Mo. Tang Mo was not in a hurry, and just kept eating the food in front of him, as if he was waiting for Jis to speak first.
Sure enough, after being distracted for a long time, Jiese spoke first. He stared at Tang Mo and asked: "Your production technology has left a deep impression on me. Now we can have a good talk... Why?"
Like? Make a price."
Tang Mo swallowed what was in his mouth, looked curious, and asked in disbelief: "What? Are you going to buy them all?"
"Hmm, why not." Jis suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, because Tang Mo didn't seem to have any intention of rejecting him.
It seems that Tang Mo is also afraid of Cyric's power and plans to leave after making a fortune. This is obviously a good thing and makes the whole thing much simpler.
As long as Tang Mo doesn't want to go against the Sirik consortium, there will be too much room for manipulation. To Sirik, money is just a number, one hundred thousand gold coins? The young man named Tang Mo in front of him may
Have you never seen so much money in your life?
Tang Mo thought for a while, carefully estimated the price of his property, and finally gave a price that he felt was acceptable: "About... 6 million gold coins? Or 6.5 million."
He felt that if the Cyric Consortium was really willing to spend money to buy all the property here, he would still be willing to part with it.
With such a large amount of money, he could go to Beiling to become a rich man, start buying properties again, and build a new factory.
Baos on the side almost vomited out all the delicious fried chicken he had eaten. He looked at Tang Mo with a constipated expression as if he had just heard that the king had been shot to death.
Then, he looked at Giss who was choked there and didn't speak for a long time - he saw an expression similar to his own on the other person's face.
Giese finally managed to hold back a sentence: "Are you kidding me?"
"You think it's not worth the price?" Tang Mo looked in disbelief, looked at Gis in surprise, and asked back.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "..." Giss really wanted to slap the table and yell at Tang Mo loudly: "Do you really know how much 6 million gold coins are?"
The entire Wright Kingdom may not be worth this price! If you give the king 6 million gold coins, he may even consider making you the actual ruler of half of the kingdom!
Are you kidding me? That is astronomical wealth that can only be transported by hundreds of carriages. Anyone with such wealth can be said to be as rich as anyone in the country!
No matter how rich Cyric was, he would not be able to spend so much money in one go. Because such a large amount of money could no longer be called a transaction.
Or, looking at it from another perspective, for a transaction with a total value of up to 6 million gold coins, Cyric may be more willing to pay for it through other methods - such as war.
Finally, Geese resisted the urge to slap the table. While adjusting his breathing, he sneered and said, "I have to admit, you are a powerful businessman, a pure businessman... I'm starting to like you a little bit."
"Thank you. So, Cyric plans to pay me?" Tang Mo asked curiously, as if he was more concerned about this transaction.
Giss had already thought of eradicating Tang Mo. He even felt that the young man sitting in front of him was a very, very dangerous existence.
In his mind, he had even begun to figure out how to deploy his troops and generals if he went back, and give Tang Mo a vivid education lesson: "You'd better be realistic. If I have 6 million gold coins, I can mobilize
300,000 soldiers will crush everything you have."
"Well, you can try it too...I don't mind." Tang Mo shrugged his shoulders, looking indifferent.
"I can't give you that much money, you can think of other things." Keith felt his head hurt a little.
Tang Mo began to think seriously again. After thinking for a while, he said to Giese very solemnly: "Okay, then I want the Wright Kingdom."
"Huh?" Giss was stunned, not knowing what Tang Mo meant by wanting the Kingdom of Wright.
On this side, Tang Mo did not keep Gis waiting, and said smoothly: "I want Cyric to withdraw from the market of the Wright Kingdom and let me become the weapons supplier of the Wright Kingdom... In addition, I also want the Wright Kingdom
All the mineral deposits within the territory and everything under Cyric’s control will be handed over to me!”
"Your appetite is a bit too big, isn't it?" Guis made some calculations and felt that Tang Mo's request was definitely not cheap.
The Kingdom of Wright has quite a lot of mineral deposits, and there are quite a few in North Ridge. Most of these mineral deposits are in the hands of the Cyric Consortium, and they are definitely worth a lot of money in total.
Based on the price of hundreds of thousands of gold coins in a mine, Tang Mo's request for this piece alone can be described as valuable.
If you include the initial investment in mining equipment and personnel, as well as Cyric's years of painstaking management in the Wright Kingdom, personal connections and other messy little details... the price is even more impressive.
According to Giese's calculations, everything added up to has an actual value of more than 3 million.
What makes Guis even more distressed is that the troops of the Kingdom of Wright need to be equipped with new weapons and equipment. This cost is definitely a large amount of money.
Tang Mo's price didn't seem to be much cheaper when he went to Jia Lai's house, so Jis also found it unbearable.
"You see, there are serious differences between us on this matter..." Tang Mo smiled, picked up the wine glass, and gestured to Guis. After the two toasted each other, they each took a sip.
Then Tang Mo spoke.
"Oh?" Giss stared at Tang Mo with interest and questioned.
Tang Mo pointed at himself and said: "You Sirik think that the market you occupy now will always be yours. But in fact this is not the case. The market can be your Sirik's, or it can be mine.
