I heard that your submarine has been causing trouble in the Yangtze River recently, sinking and injuring many passing ships. Is this true?" Liu Ziguang first put a hat on his head and went over.
"This..." Wen Jun obviously didn't understand the matter and glanced at Zhao Jing angrily. The latter wiped his sweat in embarrassment, "The operation of the new boat is still inconvenient. These fishing boats change the channel at will.
There were also twenty or thirty small boats from the Nanjing Maliu Fishing Company, but they had no choice but to knock over a few and get away."
Wen Juan's glare became lower and lower.
"So, you have to compensate our fishermen for their losses!" Liu Ziguang said righteously.
"The compensation is certain, but it seems that General Liu can't represent your country's court, right?" Wen Juan was very dissatisfied with Liu Ziguang's move to change the topic and said no.
"All the people of the Ming Dynasty can represent the imperial court and negotiate with the barbarians in the absence of the imperial court." Liu Ziguang said this just to overwhelm the other party in terms of momentum and morality. He had heard of the Nanjing Ma Liu Fishing Bank.
In fact, it is a semi-gangster fishing tyrant organization that is too lazy to meddle in those nosy matters.
"I will compensate you for this. Let's get down to business. Let's calculate the price General Liu offers, plus the cost of salvaging the boat for us. As long as it's not too outrageous, I can accept it.
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"Well, I've been studying painting recently, and I'm especially interested in meticulous flowers and birds. I suddenly want to keep your "Sketching of Rare Birds from Life" written by Emperor Wen, Rende, Xianci and Xianxiao in the Song Dynasty for study and reference.
, I will definitely make rapid progress by watching and copying at home every day." Liu Ziguang said shamelessly, purely to raise the price. He made an appointment and suddenly changed his words and said he would not sell, which was a loss for him.
"Our eldest daughter is also a person who loves painting. She heard that I wanted to sell my paintings to you, so she made trouble with me several times. Alas..." Liu Ziguang said and looked at Peng Jinrong seriously. The latter nodded helplessly.
He nodded and cooperated: "It's a pity to take action so easily."
Such low-level tricks are naturally childish in the eyes of senior diplomat Wen Jun, and it would ruin the scene. He pretended to be surprised: "General Liu is indeed an all-rounder in both civil and military affairs. He can use swords, guns, swords and halberds, calligraphy and painting, etc."
Proficient, especially the fine brushwork that can best train the mind, Wen fully supports it, but I am afraid it would not be good to borrow the beloved things of the Queen Mother of your country at home? This is a business of beheading and exterminating families, and others can't hide from it, Liu
The general and Yaxing were copying at home, and Wen was really impressed but also a little worried."
"The imperial court of your country is pursuing the case very closely, and it is monitoring our Song Dynasty's mission very closely. If Mr. Wen hadn't come in a submarine, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to sit together at this moment."
"I also think the risk is relatively high, but selling it like this will inevitably lead to the suspicion of smuggling national treasures. I'm sorry to my ancestors." Liu Ziguang made a sound of beating his chest and feet.
"We in the Song Dynasty are the authentic descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasties, remnants of China, and it cannot be regarded as the leakage of national treasures. Besides, these are the paintings of our Song Dynasty emperors. They will be carefully preserved in the Song Dynasty. General Liu, please rest assured
Wen was very moved by the general's love for the national treasure. So, in order to commend the general for his enthusiasm in protecting cultural relics and national treasures, Wen made a decision for the court and paid the general a thousand gold coins." Wen Jun was generous and he was indeed wealthy.
The Duke of Song Dynasty.
"Then why are you embarrassed? In fact, I don't love money at all. I just like to play with advanced gadgets. By the way, Mr. Wen got the authorization from the court very quickly. Even if he rushes for 800 miles, he can't run that fast, and the carrier pigeon can't run that fast.
If you can't fly so fast, how did you contact the Song Dynasty court thousands of miles away? I really want to know."
Wen Jun's pupils shrank unnoticeably: "There is no special way, it's just a fast mail ship. Wen was authorized as early as last year to purchase the late emperor's paintings on behalf of the imperial court."
"That's right, then I'd better keep the "Sketch of Rare Birds" and copy it. It's also good to draw birds, flowers and plants. It's boring to hold back what Master Wen is talking about." Liu Ziguang stood up and put his hands behind his back.
Looking out the porthole, he looked absent-minded.
"Hahaha, is General Liu beating around the bush because he has taken a fancy to some treasure of our Song Dynasty? Tell me, whether it is people or things, as long as it does not involve military aircraft, Mr. Wen can make the decision." The diplomatic rhetoric of both sides is up to you and me.
In the past, in a tit-for-tat exchange, Liu Ziguang hinted that he wanted to set up a radio station in Song Dynasty. Wen Jun declined politely.
"Lord Wen just said that he can handle it with full authority, and now he says that apart from this and that, to be honest, the development of science and technology cannot be stopped. If you don't tell me, others can also invent it, but it will only be a few years later. I think
I want this thing for the sake of all living things in the entire land of China, to expel the Tartars as soon as possible, and to return our lands! A technology can only be considered a great invention if it is truly used to benefit all people, otherwise it is just a miraculous skill." He said in a righteous tone.
When he said these words, Liu Ziguang felt that a halo was about to appear above his head, and Peng Jinrong's eyes became a little confused when she looked at him.
Wen Jun didn't say anything. Radio technology was one of the most secret inventions in the Song Dynasty. Only important missions stationed abroad and fleet communication ships were equipped with it. This was a guarantee of winning a thousand miles. If you buy such advanced technology for a painting,
It's not worth it. But what Liu Ziguang said makes sense. Even if he doesn't sell it, he won't do his own research.
"The long-wave radio station is a good thing. The next time I send the report, I will send it from the Purple Mountain. The altitude is higher and it can spread farther. I may not need the repeater station in Shanghai." Liu Ziguang said casually. "A few of my subordinates
The talented people from the Ministry of Industry and Engineering have been studying this thing for a while. If you don't want to do it, forget it. If you spend more time, I don't believe that the people of Ming Dynasty can't come up with a wireless radio to bring in people and see off guests."
This is indeed the truth. He does not have such an urgent need for radio. Anyway, Addison will be able to research it sooner or later, so he is confident in what he says.
But Wen Jun didn't have that much confidence. He originally came with the confidence that he would win. Boxes of banknotes, jiaozi, and gold coins were kept in the submarine. He had already guaranteed the imperial court's "Sketches of Rare Birds"
》We can catch the mail ship that leaves Shanghai the day after tomorrow and return home. Now Liu Ziguang suddenly proposed such an unacceptable condition, which gave this experienced diplomat a headache.
"I am willing to pay five hundred thousand taels of silver to buy the painting!" Wen Jun said an astronomical figure cruelly, and then waited to see Liu Ziguang's reaction. Before the owner could say anything, Peng Jingrong said: "My little sister will buy two dogs."
It cost another hundred thousand taels."
The implication is that he doesn't care about money or money at all.
Negotiation is the same as buying something at a night market. The buyer always expresses his disdain for the quality of the goods and is extremely dissatisfied with the price, and may even turn around and want to leave. The seller does everything possible to prove that the goods are genuine and honest, and finally the customer turns around.
When leaving, I grabbed the customer and reluctantly sold.
But Wenjun didn't have the capital to do this. He couldn't show disdain for the goods because they were authentic works by the emperors of the Song Dynasty. He also couldn't turn around and leave to shop around, because "Sketches of Rare Birds" is the only one of its kind, and there is no semicolon.
, even if he really leaves, the harsh seller probably won't care at all. He doesn't care about money, nor does he care about getting wireless technology one day earlier or one day later.
"Master Wen, what do you think the world will be like in five hundred years?" Liu Ziguang suddenly said this.
Wen Juan is such a smart person. He knew as soon as he heard that he was going to make use of the topic, and said in a deep voice: "General, please speak clearly."
"At that time, people, no matter how rich or low, all had a miniature radio in their hand, which allowed them to talk to relatives and friends anywhere and anytime. Gold and silver became worthless industrial raw materials, while ancient paintings were still ancient paintings. As time goes by,
It will only become more valuable. Do you think it will be like this in five hundred years?" Liu Ziguang persuaded Wen Jun from a historical perspective.
"A great person should have a bit of internationalism. Don't always think about monopoly, exclusivity, and technological superiority. That's called narrow-mindedness! I think the original intention of the scientists who invented this thing was to benefit the public, not for you to hide it.
Don’t Master Wen want to leave his name in history?”
Liu Ziguang's so-called truth about running a train actually moved Wen Jun, "Okay, I agree!" There is a thousand-mile transmitter on Hunjianglong, and I will ask them to disassemble it for you right away."
"Wait a minute, there is only one Hunjianglong. How do you want me to use it? I need at least two!" Liu Ziguang took advantage of the victory and pursued it.
"There are not many in the entire Ming Dynasty, and we can't get two together at the moment. How about you take one first, and we will take away the ancient paintings and let another one be produced in China and delivered to your home. How about it?"
"Wen Jun said.
"That won't work! What should you do if you default on the bill? Let's do this. You don't have to go through the trouble of taking it apart. I can take Hun Jianglong away, and then you can exchange it with another radio. This is more reliable."
"No!" Zhao Jing, who had been silent all this time, spoke up before Wen Jun could answer. Killing Hun Jianglong would be equivalent to killing him. As a captain, it would be shameful for him to sell the ship.
"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it, see you off!" Liu Ziguang once again asked to terminate the negotiation, which was the trump card in the negotiation.
Wen Jun, who originally wanted to walk away, maintained his good manners and said: "General Liu, Wen is not in charge of the navy. Let alone such a top-secret submarine, even an ordinary sampan cannot be said to be a gift."
Just give it away. Besides, the submarine was given to the general, so how can we escape the pursuit of your country's Dongchang and Jinyiwei and send it overseas with the painting? The general should ask for something else, such as money or something."
It was just a bluff to join the river dragon. Since the person is in trouble, just go down the slope. Peng Jinrong also interjected, "How can you ask them to go home if you want their boat? It's better to just collect some money."
"This is what we have to do. Just now you said you would pay 500,000 taels, but now you have discounted it in half to 250,000 taels. Including the cost of salvaging your submarine, the total is 300,000 taels, which is fair, right?" Liu Ziguang said.
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That's fair! The six thousand shi of grain that sank when the submarine was salvaged was worth less than ten thousand taels of silver, and now it's five times more valuable. But Wen Jun didn't want to tangle with the scoundrels anymore, "Fair! That's it, part one
Thousand-mile microphone and three hundred thousand taels of silver, deal is done!" His face was already a little livid, he may have never experienced such a breathless negotiation.
"Deal!" Liu Ziguang stood up and shook hands with Wen Juan. "Refined." "Shameless enough." The two people praised each other in their hearts.
Fearing that the sailors would damage the radio, Liu Ziguang took Addison to personally monitor the disassembly of the radio. Although Liu Ziguang did not understand technology, he had an amazing memory and a photographic memory. After seeing it, he could draw the approximate size of the Hunjianglong. Addison
What's even more amazing is that you can see the principles and operation methods of a submarine, and it's not difficult to copy the same submarine later.
This submarine uses a small steam engine and battery pack as a driving method. When sailing on the surface, it uses the steam engine to burn Nanyang essential oil with high combustion value, which is clean and residue-free. It uses the battery pack for underwater navigation.
The radio was dismantled, Hun Jianglong's motor was repaired, and the large hole in the water storage tank was repaired. After "Sketch of Rare Birds" was given to Wen Jun for careful inspection, silver notes and gold coins worth three hundred thousand taels were found.
After the delivery, both parties shook hands and said goodbye in a friendly and sincere atmosphere.
Wen Jun stood on the command tower of Hunjianglong and said politely to Liu Ziguang, "See you later." Then he got into the submarine and closed the cover with a bang. Hunjianglong opened the water storage valve and slowly sank into the river. After reaching a certain depth,
Suspended in the river, he raised the periscope, started the motor, and headed towards Shanghai.
"Brother Wen, will we be punished by the court if we do this?" the navy major asked the imperial commander.
"No, during the armed conflict with the Zheng family in Taiwan last month, a thousand-mile microphone was seized by the enemy. This thing is irresistible. It is better to sell it later than to sell it early, and still sell it at a good price.
The original bottom line of the imperial court's budget was two million taels of silver. We spent 300,000 taels and a small ship's thousand-mile transmitter costing 300 taels of silver to exchange the national treasure back. Do you think it's worth it? Do you think it's worth it?
Will the court commend us or punish us?" Wen Jun said with a smile on his reserved face, "When it comes to negotiations, he is a bit immature."