Seeing Murong Fu's disdainful look, Helian Tieshu was so anxious that he didn't notice that the other man had stopped in place without taking a step forward.
"Brother Li doesn't know. The reason why Daxia's iron armor is unparalleled in the world is not only because of its unique forging process. The key to this is the specialty iron stone of Helan Mountain. Brother Li, think about it. When Daxia established itself as a country,
Since the conquest of the Song Dynasty, we have been fighting wars and wars with the Song Dynasty for decades. No matter how well I protect the manufacturing process of the armor, how can I completely guarantee that it will not be leaked? After so many years
In the past, countless skilled craftsmen of the Song Dynasty tried every possible means to reproduce the iron armor of Daxia, but the final result was that the tiger could not be the anti-dog. This is precisely because Daxia has very strict control over the iron and stone produced in Helan Mountain!
The same armor, the same craftsmanship, only the pig iron extracted from the iron stone produced in Helan Mountain can make the armor thinner and more protective."
A trace of surprise flashed across Murong Fu's expressionless face, as if he didn't understand it until now, and suddenly said: "There is such a saying?"
Helian Tieshu seemed to be very satisfied with the other party's reaction, and continued: "Although Helian Tieshu cannot directly intervene in the mining of iron stone, the smelting of military pig iron is in his hands. How much iron stone can be smelted in the end?
Pig iron is ultimately decided by the people below, so..."
"So, this is where most of Marshal Helian's wealth comes from, right?"
Murong Fu smiled faintly.
After being exposed by Murong Fu, Helian Tieshu smiled awkwardly.
He Lianfu waved his hand and said: "Have you bothered to find out how much pig iron Marshal Murong resold to Xiao Liao and Xiao Song in those years? You just have no request. From now on, Marshal Murong will handle no less pig iron."
Even if the amount is too much, you, Li Yanzong, will take it all!"
When Murong Tieshu heard the other party's heroic speech, he was stunned for a moment, but then he seemed to have made up his mind to fight with him, and said to Qian Yuan: "Since Murong Fu is the personal disciple of the concubine, if he wants to use the iron from Helan Mountain, Murong Tieshu should take responsibility for it."
I surrender both hands. Let's do that, Murong Tieshu promises that within eight months, I will surrender seven thousand kilograms of the hundred-refined iron from Helan Mountain for the young master to use for his small business." As he spoke, he looked at Qian Yuanfu's expression.
He Lianfu smiled. That Murong Tieshu was really a money-grubbing master. He used the resources of Xixia to enrich his own pocket, but he was still so arrogant. It is true that the iron output in that era was very high. It was like this in the previous life.
The average person only has a few hundred kilograms, but it would be ridiculous to spend so much on oneself.
Murong Tieshu's head suddenly buzzed.
But then there was a hint of greed in Murong Tieshu's eyes: one hundred thousand taels of silver!
Murong Tieshu was simply stunned.
Murong Tieshu was happy when he heard this and said, "But Doctor Xue, the number one miracle doctor in the Central Plains who is known as the 'enemy of the King of Hell'?"
At this time, Murong Tieshu didn't seem to regard himself as He Lianfu's superior, and said respectfully: "There is nothing that the superior officer needs to remind me of!"
"Little man, are you serious about this?"
Helianfu smiled and said: "Of course!"
"How's it going? Marshal Murong, I'm afraid there are only seven such bad deals in the world. If Marshal Murong has such courage, he can only find others to cooperate with him. The life of the little Marshal, plus
You think that price should be enough for the next great wealth?"
"Bad! Murong Tieshu accepts the promise, and within half a year, he will donate 100,000 catties of bad iron to Murong Fu!"
In the final analysis, you are still afraid that you have to raise the price. A deal like the one Murong Tieshu did, where the people below eat the meat and the people on the bottom take a few sips of soup, would have been kicked off the stall long ago and given away 7,000 yuan.
Jin, Murong Tieshu had to pay out of his own pocket to feed the people above him.
Later, Murong Tieshu and the people in his hands used to cowardly sell the goods for 10,000 to 20,000 jin.
He Lianfu smiled and said: "Bad! The Marshal is indeed a generous man. In this case, I hope that the Marshal's body will be restored to its original state, and he will be rich and noble for generations to come!"
Murong Tieshu dared to doubt.
However, in terms of ability, when did He Lianfu fail?
Murong Tieshu cupped his fists and bowed in salute.
The annual coins given to Xixia by the Song Dynasty each year were more than 70,000 taels of silver, and the silver for silk and tea was about another 70,000 taels.
One hundred thousand kilograms of pig iron cannot be said to be useless in previous lives, but it was a huge strategic material in that era. Xixia was a big country with few people, and they almost emptied half of the country's annual refined iron production.
"One tael of silver or one pound of pig iron. If it doesn't matter, you'll have to pay less. But if you ask for more than one hundred thousand pounds per year!"
That fire completely ignited the firewood in Murong Tieshu's heart: He has only a short time now, and there is no one in the army or court who is eyeing his position. What else should he consider when he is already dead?
Qian Yuan Tieshu was stunned: "What does Murong Fu mean?"
Murong Tieshu put the pill He Lianfu gave me into his mouth. In an instant, the pill turned into a cold current that spread throughout my limbs. Murong Tieshu suddenly felt a heaviness all over his body. All the things he had suffered from injuries in the past few days were
The symptoms are minor and the solution is urgent. Why don’t you believe it yet?
Qian Yuan Tieshu felt that his throat was not dry at all.
He Lianfu smiled heavily and said: "What you mean when you say one tael of silver is that Marshal Qian Yuan used to buy pig iron at the price of one tael of silver per pound, no matter how much pig iron he had."
As Qian Yuanfu spoke, he turned his hand and a pill appeared in his hand: "That is a four-turn bear snake pill. It is extremely useless for internal injuries. He takes it first. Before that, you will ask Doctor Xue to treat him carefully."
.Keep him healthy as ever!”
Qian Yuanfu stretched out a finger, waved it in front of Murong Tieshu and said: "One tael of silver!"
It doesn't mean that if the business is completed, one year's income will be able to catch up with the yearly coins that Xiao Song gave Xixia!
The first trace of peace of mind in Murong Tieshu's heart was completely dispelled, and he bowed to him and said: "In this way, Murong Fu is grateful to Murong Tieshu for his kindness! So far, Shangguan has only acted like a villain!"
"Murong Fu just said one tael of silver per catty?"
"What? One hundred thousand catties!"
In that era, the purchasing power of one tael of silver was still quite low. Even if the pig iron in that era was worth only a tael, it cost ten thousand taels of silver per kilogram. Taking the Shaanxi-Gandhi belt as an example, a kilogram of broken iron would cost at least
It was only seven cents of silver. Murong Tieshu usually resold pig iron with the people in his hands and sold it for just two cents of silver per catty. Just like that, he made a lot of money and his mouth was full of oil.
In reality, it would be easier for Su Xinghe to do that kind of thing, but there is a way to make Xue Muhua's reputation smaller.
However, Qian Yuanfu immediately increased the price seven times!
He Lianfu continued to add fuel to Murong Tieshu's anger.