"Brother, long time no see, I miss you so much."
As soon as Zhou Shu entered the door, he warmly greeted his cheap sworn brother.
Mi Ziwen also had a smile on his face and said, "Should I change my name to Mr. Hou?"
"Brother, please stop joking with me."
Zhou Shu shook his head and smiled, "By the way, brother, when did you triumph? If I had known earlier, I would have gone outside the city to greet you."
"I've seen the general."
When talking to Mi Ziwen, Zhou Shu did not forget to meet General Meng.
He was also a little surprised in his heart, why did General Meng become like this after not seeing each other for a few months?
If you didn’t know, who would have thought that this old man was the military god of Daxia?
I thought he was an ordinary old man on the street.
But think about it, General Meng has lost all his cultivation because he was injured. He has no cultivation, and he is not young anymore. It seems normal to look like this.
It's really miserable without cultivation, and I don't want to end up like this.
Zhou Shu secretly thought in his heart that his desire to improve his strength became even more urgent.
Putting aside being invincible, once you become stronger, you won’t have to worry about growing old, and you might even be able to live forever. What a great thing.
Meng Bai nodded with a smile. When he first met Zhou Shu in the Weapon Forging Department, Zhou Shu was just a small Weapon Forging Apprentice.
At that time, with the purpose of discovering talents for the country, I also wanted to support him.
Unexpectedly, he has already reached this level in just a few months.
Not only was he promoted to the Weapon Master, but he also rose to the rank of Marquis of Youzhou. He even never entered the first level of martial arts, and directly became a seventh-level warrior.
Although he is not a strong person at the seventh level of martial arts, he has already entered the palace. This alone is enough for him to gain a foothold in Daxia.
Only when I saw him turned pale did I realize that it seemed that people really didn’t need to worship me as their teacher.
Meng Bai thought to himself that Zhou Shu was very polite to him.
It is one thing to refuse to become a disciple, but it is another thing to disrespect Meng Baizun.
After all, Meng Bai is the military god of Great Xia, isn’t he?
"The general has come to visit my humble abode. I don't know what advice you can give me?"
Zhou Shu was polite and authentic.
Mi Ziwen looked at Zhou Shu, then at Meng Bai, and sighed slightly in his heart.
Both of them maintain a polite and distant attitude, how can this be possible?
He thought secretly in his heart, how can they break this deadlock?
"Guidance is out of the question."
Meng Bai smiled and shook his head and said, "I'm here to report to the Marquis."
"General, please don't call me that. I can't afford it."
Zhou Shu said quickly, "Just call me by my name. What does reporting mean?"
He was confused.
"After this military parade, the teacher will be disarmed and return to his field, and he will no longer lead the army."
Mizi Wen opened his mouth and explained.
"Disarm and return to the field?"
Zhou Shu was a little surprised, but when he saw General Meng's appearance, he understood somewhat. General Meng's health seemed not to be very good, and it might be a good thing to be disarmed and return to his field.
"The teacher will serve as Huaxia Pavilion's staff in the future and use his experience to provide suggestions and reference for Huaxia Pavilion in developing weapons."
Mi Ziwen continued, "From now on, the teacher and your second brother will be colleagues."
"Ah?"
Zhou Shu was really surprised this time.
No one told him about this!
Meng Bai is coming to Huaxia Pavilion?
Does he have the final say in the future of Huaxia Pavilion, or does Meng Bai have the final say?
No matter how confident Zhou Shu was, he would not dare to say that he could compete with Meng Bai now.
Although Meng Bai is like this, Zhou Shu can kill him with one finger.
But some things cannot be solved with brute force.
After all, Meng Bai is the commander-in-chief of the three armies of Daxia. Even if he removes his armor, his influence in the army is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
What's more, Meng Bai's official position is still above his own.
In official matters, you can't just fight and kill them when they come up, right?
Meng Bai looked at Zhou Shu and seemed to understand what he was thinking. He smiled and said, "I am old, and I just want to use my experience to play a more useful role. From now on, Mr. Hou will be my superior. I am an old man.
I’m afraid I can’t do it every day.”
Meng Bai spoke like this, what else could Zhou Shu say.
But think about it, Meng Bai looks like he might leave Hexi at any time. He probably didn’t come to Huaxia Pavilion to seize power.
Taking a step back, would the mighty Great Xia Military God come to seize the power of a small Huaxia Pavilion?
This is equivalent to a high-ranking national leader competing for the position of a small company commander.
It’s all nonsense!
He may really be looking for a leisurely place to retire.
"General, you don't know something."
Zhou Shu felt relieved, a smile appeared on his face again, and he said, "Huaxia Pavilion has not been built yet, and there is not even a tile..."
Huaxia Pavilion is still under planning and is still a million miles away from completion.
From the looks of it, I may not be able to wait until the day when Huaxia Pavilion is built.
"So now even I am forging soldiers in the mansion. Our Huaxia Pavilion cannot provide you with an office location for the time being."
Zhou Shu continued,
"I know."
Meng Bai said with a smile, "I have also heard a thing or two about Master Hou's plan for Huaxia Pavilion. If Master Hou doesn't mind it, I also have some experience in architectural planning. Why don't you give me the planning drawings of Huaxia Pavilion?
How come?"
"I came to Huaxia Pavilion, but I haven't accomplished anything yet, so I should still make some efforts for Huaxia Pavilion."
General Meng Bai is definitely a genius once seen in a thousand years. Leading the army in battles also involves the issue of setting up camps. He is also involved in the art of architecture.
It can even be said that he is an out-and-out expert in this field.
Few people know that General Meng’s painting skills are unparalleled in the world.
"Would this be too much trouble?"
Zhou Shu noticed that Mi Ziwen kept winking at him and understood. It seemed that General Meng might be an expert in architecture.
Even if not, the resources he can mobilize are probably not comparable to his own.
In this case, how could he refuse such a good thing?
"It's not troublesome." Meng Bai said with a smile, "When people get old, they always have to find something to do, otherwise they will age faster."
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"Then there is General Lao."
Zhou Shu said happily, "General, I have some ideas about Huaxia Pavilion. We can discuss it——"
Zhou Shu and Meng Bai discussed it for two whole hours, and Meng Bai looked impressed.
"No wonder the Marquis was able to develop sharp weapons such as the Horse-Zhan Dao and the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword. The Marquis's ideas are really unimaginable and unpredictable."
Meng Bai opened his mouth and said.
"The general has won the award. I just thought about it in my spare time, and I don't know if it can be realized."
Zhou Shu said with a smile.
He has seen too many exquisite buildings in his previous life, as well as the scenic spots in Shushan in TV series and online games. Which one is not full of fairy spirit?
Anyway, there is no need to pay taxes for bragging. He is just expressing his ideas. Whether it can be realized is something that the builders need to consider.
"It's a bit difficult, but it's not impossible to solve it."
Meng Bai said, his tone is much better than that of the craftsmen in the Ministry of Industry.
"Leave it to me."
Meng Bai said calmly, and his confidence was clearly revealed in just a few words.
General Meng said this, which means that this matter has been resolved!
In this Great Xia, if General Meng cannot solve the problem, then Emperor Yuan Feng's intervention may not be of much use.
"Teacher, second brother."
Mi Ziwen suddenly said, "If we build Huaxia Pavilion according to my second brother's idea, I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money."
"Although the imperial court will bear the construction cost of Huaxia Pavilion, the funding from the imperial court will be delayed again and again. If so, the construction period of Huaxia Pavilion will definitely be extended indefinitely."
There was something he didn't say, Meng Bai didn't have much time left, it could be several years, or one or two years at a time.
If the Huaxia Pavilion is built too slowly, Meng Bai may not even be able to see where his second brother will live in the future.
How is this possible?
"Huaxia Pavilion is a matter between the teacher and my second brother. I can't help with other matters, so I will contribute some money."
Mi Ziwen continued, "Also, our Mi family also has some craftsmen who can be transferred here."
"Let's do this, I'll take out the one hundred thousand taels of gold first, and let's build the foundation of Huaxia Pavilion first!"
Mi Ziwen said in an understatement that one hundred thousand taels of gold seemed like only ten taels of silver in his mouth.
Zhou Shu was secretly stunned. He is indeed a rich man. As long as he takes action, it will be a big deal.
"Second brother, you are now a Marquis. This house is too shabby. There are not even a few maids."
Mi Ziwen glanced at him and continued, "I will ask Butler Mi to send you hundreds of maids later..."
Zhou Shu: "..."
One hundred and ten maids?
Come to serve him, Zhou Shu alone?
Do you want to be so arrogant and extravagant?
Why am I still excited?
It seems that the maids in this world can be used to warm the bed...
"No need, brother."
Zhou Shu was very hesitant and refused.
Women will only affect my ability to build soldiers!
"I'm alone and don't need any service. And you see, I often retreat to build soldiers. After the Huaxia Pavilion is built, I'm afraid I won't have much time to stay in the Hou Mansion."
Zhou Shu continued.
"Just keep them. It doesn't cost much to have a hundred or ten people."
Mi Ziwen said very calmly.
What surprised Zhou Shu was that Meng Bai seemed to take it for granted.
These hateful powerful people.
No, I seem to be a powerful person...
Damn it, they have led me astray!
I said to you two bosses, can we stop discussing this shabby issue?
"Brother, let's not talk about the maid's matter for now."
Zhou Shu changed the topic and said, "I recently made a batch of eight-sided Han swords, but as you know, I have no way to sell them. How about, brother, please help me?"
The two people in front of him are big men in the army. Zhou Shu wants to promote the Eight-Sided Han Sword. Is there any more suitable candidate than them?
"Eight-sided Han Sword?"
Mi Zi Wen and Meng Bai looked at each other and laughed. They were just discussing how the Eight-sided Han Sword can exert its power on the battlefield.
This is really what you want.
"Second brother, what do you think?"
Mi Ziwen smiled.
"I think weapons are used to kill enemies. If they are just used as decoration, then their role will not be fulfilled."
"A sharp weapon must be paired with a warrior. I want to equip the Eight-sided Han Sword to the soldiers fighting on the front line. Only in their hands can the Eight-sided Han Sword play its own role."
"It's not difficult. What I'm asking is what do you think of the price of the Eight-sided Han Sword?"
Mi Ziwen said with a smile.
The Weaponry Department's workshops sell weapons, and although they need to pay fees to the Weaponry Department, they will also keep a part of it themselves.
In other words, the higher the price of weapons, the more benefits the workshop will receive.
Although it's all Daxia's money, the difference is huge in whose hands it is.
Zhou Shu is one of his own, and Mi Ziwen will certainly not let him suffer.
"Price?"
Zhou Shu pondered and said, an eight-sided Han sword, including the cost of iron materials and labor, costs about forty or fifty taels of silver.
Among standard weapons, only the Daxia Longque Sword can surpass it.
The cost of an eight-sided Han sword is comparable to the one or two years' income of an ordinary soldier-smithing apprentice.
The cost is forty and fifty taels of silver, so selling it for two hundred and fifty taels is not too much, right?
After all, Zhou Shu is just a technical talent and cannot compare with those evil-minded businessmen.
"Two hundred taels a handful?"
Zhou Shu tentatively said, two hundred taels a handful, a hundred taels, there are 20,000 taels of silver.
It’s also a big deal for the workshop.
If we continue to supply in the future, it will definitely make the workshop rich.
This is equivalent to making an eight-sided Han sword and earning more than one hundred taels.
"Two hundred taels?"
Mi Ziwen frowned slightly.
"If it's too expensive, you can make it cheaper. After all, it's all for our Daxia, so it doesn't matter if the workshop suffers a little loss."
Seeing this, Zhou Shu opened his mouth and said.
Turning the left hand into the right hand was equivalent to cheating the country's money. Zhou Shu still felt a little embarrassed.
"Otherwise, one hundred and fifty taels would be fine, but if it doesn't work, one hundred taels is not unacceptable."
Zhou Shu gritted his teeth and said.
Standard weapons are different from imported weapons. Small profits but quick turnover are important. A smaller profit per weapon is not unacceptable.
"Second brother, second brother."
Mi Ziwen shook his head and smiled bitterly, "My Mi Ziwen brother, this is all he has?"
"Two hundred taels for an eight-sided Han sword. How can my brother suffer this loss?"
Mi Ziwen said proudly, "With the quality of the Eight-sided Han Sword, one sword is less than five hundred taels, and I, Mi Ziwen, am the first to disagree!"
"How many Eight-sided Han Swords do you have in your hand? Brother, I want them all, five hundred taels of silver each!"
Mizi Wen said in a dignified manner, "From now on, the eight-sided Han swords produced by the Zhubing Division will be priced according to this!"
"Second brother, it's not that the eldest brother told you that your structure must be high. You are now the Marquis." Mi Ziwen said, "If you do this again, others will only say that you are too shabby. We are worth the price, why can't we have it?" "According to my opinion, five hundred taels for an Eight-sided Han Sword is too cheap! Of those high-end weapons, which one doesn't start with a thousand taels of gold? The power of the Eight-sided Han Sword on the battlefield is not inferior.
An ordinary high-end weapon!"
Zhou Shu opened his mouth. After all, the Eight-sided Han Sword is a standard weapon. Can it be compared with premium weapons?