Chapter 76 Picking Peaches

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Honest people usually gain sympathy from others and receive more preferential treatment.

His own credit is his own, and Han Du doesn't want to discount it.

Compared to merit, what does pretending to be stupid mean?

Lao Zhu waved his hand to stop Han Du's flattering behavior. Although a capable minister like Han Du, even if he knew that Han Du was flattering, Lao Zhu was still very useful, but after all, the matter was urgent, and it was more important to talk about business.

Lao Zhu patted Han Du on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You are a good boy. You have come up with such a good thing. I will be more happy this time and give you a lot of ten thousand yuan and one penny. Later, the teaching and engineering department will also get one."

This is about picking peaches!

This is what Lao Zhu said. If anyone else said this to Han Du, Han Du would dare to slap him in the face.

Hearing this, Han Du's face suddenly fell.

When Lao Zhu saw it, he stared at Han Du and asked, "What? You don't want to?"

Of course I don't want to. Anyone who wants to is sick. Han Du still hopes to rely on this blast furnace to let the craftsmen drink wine and eat meat. How can it be sold at such a low price?

If you want to buy blast furnace technology for ten thousand guan, are you sending a beggar away?

Han Du immediately cried and begged: "Your Majesty, I didn't tell you how much money it cost to make this thing. In order to make this thing, many craftsmen used their ancestral craftsmanship and just expected to make money from this thing." The money is hard-earned money. I promised them in the beginning, and they would have a share in the money. If I just sell this thing, it would be really difficult to explain to those craftsmen. What should I tell them? ..."

They all agreed to give him 10,000 yuan, but seeing that Han Du was still not satisfied, Lao Zhu felt that although this boy was good at everything, he was just a little utilitarian.

Immediately he asked with some displeasure: "How much do you want? I'll make it clear to you first. It's a major matter for the imperial court. The Ministry of Industry is in urgent need of a batch of good steel. Don't be ungrateful."

I don’t know if it’s good or bad, but I won’t sell it.

Have you ever seen anyone sell a hen that lays golden eggs?

Things like a blast furnace are so precious that they are even less valuable than a hen that lays golden eggs.

"How dare I delay the important affairs of the imperial court." Han Du waved his hands repeatedly, indicating that he still knew the importance.

"Your Majesty, what do you think of this? No matter how much steel the Ministry of Industry needs, I will sell it at the market price, or even a little cheaper than the market price." Han Du said his money-making plan, bah, it was for the sake of the court.

He even quickly added to the fire, "Look, Your Majesty, even if I go to the Ministry of Education and Engineering to build a furnace now, it will be at least six or seven days after it is built, and it will be at least ten days after the molten steel is produced. It's a matter of course. In this way, won't things be delayed? It's better for the Ministry of Industry to buy it directly from me. Ten days is enough for me to smelt hundreds of thousands of kilograms of steel. The Ministry of Industry can't just buy it all at once. Hundreds of thousands of kilograms."

Han Du is now trying his best to sell Lao Zhu the concept of 'making is worse than buying'. Building a stove is too troublesome, so it is better to buy steel directly from him to save time and worry.

As long as the Ministry of Industry brings the money, Han Du said that steel is just a trivial matter, and you can get as much as you want.

As for the meager profits generated from the buying and selling process, Han Du said that he just earned hard-earned money and had no choice but to accept it.

After all, how hard it was to earn this money, in Han Du's opinion, it was just a lot of snot and tears.

After hearing this, Lao Zhu did not tell Han Du directly whether it was okay or not, but turned to look at Xue Xiang.

Xue Xiang stroked his beard and looked very happy that Han Du could solve his urgent need. These days, the shortage of steel in the Ministry of Industry has almost driven him crazy. Even though he mobilized a large number of craftsmen and worked day and night, there was no improvement.

This is just like, 'The disease comes like a mountain falling, and the disease goes away like a thread spinning'. I want to make up for the big gap I owed in the past. Is there anything that can be done in a short time?

Unexpectedly, things turned out differently.

Han Du here helped him solve a big problem.

As long as there is enough steel, Xue Xiang has been tortured by this matter for several days. Now that he has achieved what he wanted, he doesn't want to think about anything else.

Whether it is through asking Handu's Ministry of Education or directly purchasing it from Handu himself, it doesn't matter to Mr. Xue Xiang.

Anyway, the Ministry of Industry is not short of money. Even if it is bought at the market price, the Ministry of Industry can still pay for it.

"I don't want much, just one hundred thousand catties." Xue Xiang said to Han Du with a smile.

Han Du was overjoyed when he heard this. This happened to be the time when he didn't dare to bargain with Lao Zhu, but he didn't expect to get a divine assist from Xue Gongbu.

He quickly avoided Lao Zhu, ran to Xue Xiang, took his hand cordially, and admired him sincerely: "Old Shangshu is so straightforward, and I don't ask you for more. Let's do this, the market price of Fujian is three hundred Wen per pound. Tie, how about I only charge you 300 yuan per catty?"

One pound is three hundred coins, and one hundred thousand pounds is thirty thousand guan, which is thirty thousand taels of silver. Han Du didn't know how many things thirty thousand taels of silver could buy, but he knew that now he couldn't even get three taels of silver out of his pocket. Generally speaking, a family of five only spends thirty taels of silver a year, and this is not the kind of expensive expense. Thirty thousand taels of silver is enough for a thousand families to live with good food and drink for a year.

For Handu, one hundred thousand kilograms of steel is just a little more than a day's output. How insignificant it is, which shows the huge profits.

Xue Xiang thought it didn't matter. Handu's refined steel was indeed much stronger than Fujian Iron. The price of 300 yuan per pound was indeed an advantage for him.

Just as he was about to nod and agree, he was unexpectedly stopped by the Emperor's hand.

"Wait a minute."

Lao Zhu saw that Han Du was trying his best to get everyone to buy his steel and was not willing to build furnaces for the Ministry of Education and Engineering, so he knew that Han Du would definitely make huge profits from this.

Although the Ministry of Industry spends the money, according to common sense, all it takes is Xue Xiang’s nod. But looking at Lao Zhu, I own the world, and the court's money is also my own money. I can't let Han Du earn it easily.

"Three hundred coppers per catty, one hundred thousand catties is just a little more than you can get in a day. Do you want to earn thirty thousand taels of silver in just one day?" Lao Zhuyue said, becoming more and more indignant, and his voice couldn't help but 's getting bigger and bigger.

I can earn thirty thousand taels of silver in one day. I am not that profitable. Han Du, why are you kidding me? Do you just rely on your broken furnace?

Sure enough, black eyes cannot see white money.

When it comes to making money, even Lao Zhu is not immune. Han Du earned 30,000 taels of silver a day, and Lao Zhu's eyes turned red from excitement. Even the blast furnace he had just admired turned into a broken furnace in his heart.

Han Du immediately put on a mournful look and said, "Your Majesty, you can't say that. Steelmaking also requires the purchase of iron and stone, and craftsmen are needed to do it. All of this costs money. I only sell it for three hundred coins." Jin, it’s already sold at a discount below the market price, and I really can’t make much money.”

When Lao Zhu saw Han Du crying, he sneered: "Do you think I don't know how much a pound of iron stone costs? Or do you think I don't know how many iron stones can make a pound of iron?"

Han Du felt that he was the only one in his heart. Only then did he remember that Lao Zhu was an emperor of civilians. As a commoner, he probably didn't understand these common senses as well as he did.

Therefore, Han Du's voice became slightly softer, and he still defended: "Your Majesty, you can't say that. I want to directly refine the iron stone into refined steel. The same pound of iron stone will naturally produce more refined steel than There is much less pig iron..."

"How much less? 10% less, or 50% less? As for your craftsmen, I saw them clearly just now. How many craftsmen are there?" Lao Zhu asked in a cold tone.

"This..." This Han Du was really hard to answer.

Let’s say less than 50%. That is deceiving the emperor. If Lao Zhu insists on making a clear calculation with him and asks the craftsmen to make a furnace on the spot, then Han Du will be unable to eat and walk around.

Let’s say 10%. Han Du is simply giving his handle to Lao Zhu. In this way, how can he continue his plan to make a fortune?

Han Du rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, things cannot be calculated like this. Although there are few craftsmen, the skill content of this blast furnace is high. Although the labor done by the craftsmen is not valuable, the skills are valuable."

"Your Majesty, you want to be like this. If I don't have the skills to build this stove, then I'm afraid even recruiting 100,000 civilians will not help the matter. I really don't make much from these 100,000 kilograms of fine steel, either. It’s just three to five hundred dollars..."

Although what Han Du said was touching, Lao Zhu didn't agree with him.

"One hundred cents per catty, and there won't be one more word." Lao Zhu made the price directly.

Han Du was suddenly stunned by the price.

Even Xue Xiang stood aside and looked at the emperor in disbelief.

I've seen people bargain hard, but I've never seen people bargain so hard.

However, this matter has now become a contest between the emperor and Han Du, and has nothing to do with him. Xue Xiangle was so relaxed that he stood aside and watched without saying a word.

Lao Zhu also knew that his price was too harsh, but he couldn't do it without being ruthless. When he thought of how Magistrate Zhou felt regretful after Han Du bought Barren Mountain from Magistrate Zhou, Lao Zhu made up his mind to kill Han Du's price.

"This is impossible, absolutely impossible. One hundred cents per catty. I will lose two hundred cents per catty. Let alone one hundred thousand catties of fine steel. Even ten thousand catties will cost the treasure bank." Empty airs." Han Du shook his head like a rattle.

"It's impossible, right?" Lao Zhu smiled, "Then for ten thousand guan, sell the skills to the Ministry of Industry and let the Ministry of Industry practice it themselves."

Han Du still shook his head, "Your Majesty, this steel is no better than cement. Even if the Ministry of Industry wants to buy it, it won't be priced at 10,000 yuan."

"Then how much do you want before selling it?" Lao Zhu asked.