Lao Zhu saw that Han Du would rather sell his skills than sell it to the Ministry of Industry for a hundred cents per catty. I was also murmuring in my heart, did I bargain too hard and really caused Han Du to lose money?
The price Lao Zhu paid for killing Han Du was because he instinctively did not want him to make too much money. The purpose was not to let the Ministry of Works do the refining on his own. Lao Zhu felt it when he was building cement roads in Handu. The status of the craftsmen under Han Du and the craftsmen in the Ministry of Industry are completely different. The craftsmen under Han Du do things much more quickly than the craftsmen in the Ministry of Industry.
The craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry can indeed make iron by themselves, but the speed is so fast that Lao Zhu can't bear to look at it.
One hundred thousand kilograms of fine steel takes just over a day here in Handu, but in the Ministry of Works I don't know how long it will take to complete.
Now the movement of the remaining Yuan is unknown. Since we are preparing for war, the sooner the better.
"One million strings!" Han Du opened his mouth wide at Lao Zhu.
Asking for prices all over the sky and paying back when you get there is a matter of course. In the face of huge profits, Han Du still dared to bargain, even if he was facing Lao Zhu.
After hearing this, Lao Zhu was shocked by Han Du's appetite and laughed angrily, "You really dare to ask for it."
If you dare to ask for it, I won’t give it to you.
The imperial court was preparing for war and could not spare more than one million yuan. Even if he could come up with it, Lao Zhu would not give so much money to Han Du.
So, Lao Zhu thought about it and decided to sell it directly.
"One hundred cents per catty is indeed a bit too low, so let's do it, two hundred cents per catty. That's it. You have to know that even if the Ministry of Industry buys the fine steel back, they still want the craftsmen to forge it again. There’s grinding, putting on handles, etc., and that’s all money.”
Although the price he gave was too low, even if he wanted to buy it, Lao Zhu felt that he couldn't buy it at Han Du's asking price of 300 yuan per catty, and he couldn't let Han Du take advantage of it.
So he laid the groundwork first, and then discussed with Han Du: "The price of one hundred Wen per catty is indeed a bit low, so let's do it this way, two hundred Wen per catty, you won't lose money at this price, right?"
Is it a loss?
Of course, Handu not only did not lose money, but also made huge profits. Even if it's a hundred cents per catty, he won't lose.
Anyway, the technology is provided by him. If he says you make a profit, you will make a profit, and if he says a loss, you will lose.
Of course, even if he made a lot of money, Han Du couldn't show it, he had to hold back.
"Your Majesty, you can't do this. You can just take me back as an official. Then dismantle the treasure banknote lifting device and sell it to see how much it can sell for. Anyway, at your price, this treasure banknote lifting device will be sold." Si can't hold on for long. A belt knife costs three guans, and such high-grade fine steel only costs 200 yuan per pound..."
Lao Zhu naturally ignored Han Du's words about quitting his official position.
Although Han Du has not made any treasure these days, he first made cement and now steel. Each one plays a crucial role for the imperial court.
Lao Zhu still wants to continue to let Han Du shine and contribute to the Ming Dynasty. How can he be easily dismissed from office?
Even if Han Du takes the initiative to resign, Lao Zhu will not allow it now.
Seeing that Han Du was still unwilling to give up, Lao Zhu said coldly: "If you have the ability to directly provide the waist knife, how about I promise you three ounces of money?"
"Seriously?" Han Du heard this and looked at Lao Zhu with shining eyes.
Lao Zhu was choked by Han Du's appearance and felt that he had said too much. He wanted to regret it, but he had such eloquent words and said them in public, so Lao Zhu had no shame to take them back.
He had to remind Han Du in a roundabout way, hoping that Han Du could realize it on his own: "Do you think that fine steel is enough to forge a waist knife? It also requires a large amount of iron, and the craftsmen need to constantly fold and forge it to make one. The waist knife is forged."
Lao Zhu looked at Han Du with disdain and pointed around, "How many craftsmen do you have here? How many waist knives can you make in a day? You better not think about this. It is a serious crime to delay important affairs of the court. Be careful that your head is not saved." . I don’t want to have to personally order your head to be beheaded one day.”
Han Du couldn't help but shrink his neck when he heard that his head was in danger.
However, even though he was suddenly rich, he still refused to give up and continued to explain to Lao Zhu: "I don't need to forge it. A waist knife only costs five kilograms. Can't I just cast it with five kilograms of molten steel? The Ministry of Industry got it Such a knife base only needs to be polished and added with a handle to grip it.”
Han Du has a modern mindset and has never had the idea of forging a waist knife purely by manual hammering. What he likes is industrialization and standardization. As for the purely handmade ones, he would only use them as a last resort when he had absolutely no other choice.
As soon as Han Du's words came out, everyone was shocked.
"Making knives, is this still possible?"
Although no one has used this method before, all the smart people present knew that this method was feasible after a little thought.
In the past, the reason why waist knives required blacksmiths to continuously fold and forge was because fine steel was scarce. It is impossible to make a waist knife entirely from fine steel, but to forge it using iron-clad steel techniques.
But now that Han Du can smelt tens of thousands of kilograms of refined steel in a day, why should he save it?
Wouldn't it save time and effort to cast the waist knife directly from fine steel? The key is that in this way, a lot of labor and a lot of manufacturing time are saved.
Moreover, a waist knife made of pure stainless steel is definitely better than one made with iron-clad steel technology.
Lao Zhu was also a little hesitant, but he was not worried that the quality of the waist knife made in this way would be poor. He was afraid that Han Du would make too much money from the court.
And Lao Zhu couldn't ignore it. Looking at Xue Xiang's eagerness to give it a try, it was clear that he was very satisfied with Han Du's proposal and had no objection to the price of three strings.
Therefore, Lao Zhu felt that although Han Du's proposal was good, he still wanted to kill the price.
"But what you cast like this is just a rough embryo. It still needs to be polished by the Ministry of Industry..."
Han Du listened to Lao Zhu's words and asked confusedly: "Your Majesty, what do you mean?"
"Three guan for one, it's too expensive. Just two guan, that's it. I have a golden saying, even if you suffer a loss, you have to bear it for me."
Lao Zhu didn't give Han Du a chance to cry for poverty, and directly decided on the price.
After hearing this, Han Du almost vomited out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on Lao Zhu.
Aren’t emperors all mighty and domineering? Where did Lao Zhu, a fussy and fussy emperor, come from?
Han Du didn't understand, "Didn't he say that the emperor had the world and was rich all over the world? It was only tens of thousands of taels of silver. Couldn't it be that even a little bit of money exposed between Lao Zhu's fingers was more than this? Why should he even have to compete with himself for this small amount of money? Endless fussing?"
Han Du had to sigh, no wonder Lao Zhu was known as the most demanding emperor in history, so he was so eager to bargain with himself. Rumors that Lao Zhu used officials as cattle and horses were probably not an exaggeration at all.
Han Du's mouth twitched, biting his alveolus hard, and wanted to say something.
But Lao Zhu didn't give him a chance at all, patting Han Du on the shoulder, with a cold air between his teeth, "You must know that you are now committing meritorious deeds."
Han Du trembled when he heard this. Strictly speaking, before he created the treasure banknotes, he was doing meritorious deeds, and his life was still in Lao Zhu's hands.
Therefore, he did not dare to stand in a stalemate with Lao Zhu anymore, and nodded with difficulty and agreed, "Okay, just follow what the emperor said."
Anyway, even if you get two coins, you will still make a lot of money. Even if it is three hundred coins per pound of fine steel, five pounds is only fifteen hundred coins. There are still five hundred coins left that Han Du can use to make molds.
No matter how you look at it, you can make more money than selling it for 300 coins per pound.
Now that the price was agreed upon, Han Du no longer hesitated and asked Xue Gongbu: "I wonder how many rough blades the Gongbu requires?"
Seeing that Han Du agreed, Lao Zhu decided that this boy must have made money. However, Lao Zhu also firmly believed that under his bargaining regardless of his status, Han Du's profits would be very thin and he would not make much.
Seeing Xue Gongbu looking at him for instructions, Lao Zhu nodded imperceptibly.
When Xue Xiang saw it, he immediately smiled and said to Han Du, "Fifty thousand."
In terms of today's fierce confrontation, the one who benefited the most was the Ministry of Industry. Not only did it solve the problem of insufficient refined steel, it also saved a lot of manpower and time, and the money spent was much less than before.
Xue Xiang was not dissatisfied at all.
Han Du nodded in agreement, "No problem, I will stop the casting of the rails first. Go all out to make the waist knife. After ten days, you can send someone to pick it up."
Fifty thousand rough blades, a total of one hundred thousand taels of silver.
Han Du only used 250,000 kilograms of fine steel and some molds to get this big order. Calculated in this way, it is more profitable than selling the fine steel to the Ministry of Industry for 300 yuan per pound.
Consensus, everyone is happy.
Once the matter was settled, everyone felt relaxed.
Lao Zhu asked Han Du abruptly, "What? After you cast the waist knife, you still want to continue to make this rail of yours?"
After hearing what Lao Zhu said, Han Du immediately realized that he had just made a mistake. However, it was too late to react. Lao Zhu had already caught his sore leg, so he had to look embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.
Lao Zhu pointed at the rails on the ground with his hand and asked sternly: "Isn't this enough for you to waste? How much are you going to use, honestly?"
Han Du had no choice but to say in a mosquito-like voice: "Eight, eight hundred..."
"How many?"
Lao Zhu stared, as if he couldn't believe his ears.
"Eight hundred roots." Han Du's voice returned to normal this time.
It's a blessing, not a curse, but it's a curse that cannot be avoided.
hiss!
Everyone took a breath and felt that their internal organs were filled with coldness.
I have seen prodigal people, but I have never seen anyone like Han Du.
