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Chapter 363: Sharing of Benefits
After Zhang Kuang arranged for his own soldiers to capture Zheng Qing, he immediately returned to the camp and hurriedly wrote a report and sent it to the palace for the emperor's approval.
Afterwards, he hurriedly returned to the prison as a prisoner. He was afraid that Young Master Liu's temper would cause some unpleasant things for these craftsmen.
He had also heard of Young Master Liu's violent temper. The craftsmanship of some of the masters who served as supervisors was absolutely unparalleled, and the weapons they handled were definitely sharp weapons on the battlefield.
His craftsmanship is not small, but his temper is also not small. Sometimes he has a bad temper, and he, a general, has to coax him.
When two people collide, it is inevitable that there will be some sparks.
However, Zhang Kuang really thought wrong. Young Master Liu had a hot temper and he was really wronged. That day in the official department, he thought someone was framing him, so he had to make a fuss out of his temper to get rid of the people behind the scenes.
His personality is not really hot at ordinary times.
In the prison, Young Master Liu had naturally clasped his left hand on the handle of the knife and wandered around the prison, looking at this and that from time to time.
Although he has some concepts and knowledge that are beyond the times, it is only knowledge and has never been practiced at all. In terms of experience, he is really not as good as these craftsmen who have been immersed in it for many years.
Liu Mingzhi still clearly distinguishes what is more important and more important. It is foolish to think that mastering some modern knowledge can completely crush the thoughts of the ancients.
If the ancients were really such simple people, there would be some items that even modern high-tech technology cannot replicate.
The craftsmen did not pay much attention to Young Master Liu watching and walking around. Young Master Liu had just been following the general, and he was wearing the armor of a personal soldier. The craftsmen had long regarded him as an arrogant personal guard.
As for the immediate problem, Long Wuwei's camp is not a small village. It has 30,000 reserve soldiers. The other various transport troops plus the miscellaneous population have about 50,000 people in the camp. Even if you don't look up, you can see them. If you can recognize them all, I can only say that you are a monster with a photographic memory.
Wu Guogong Wan Buhai completely acted as a companion, explaining to Young Master Liu from time to time the functions of the items in the hands of the craftsmen.
After walking around the vast hall, the two returned to their original spot. Wan Buhai looked at Young Master Liu with interest: "How are you, Young Master Liu? What do you think of the craftsmanship of masters like Jiang Zuojian?" "
"A skilled craftsman."
"The evaluation is quite fair. I thought you didn't take these craftsmen seriously because you figured out how to make molds! If someone of your age can achieve such an achievement, it is inevitable that you will be a little more arrogant than anyone else. You can do it. This state of mind has surpassed 90% of my peers.”
Wan Buhai was not stingy in his praise for Liu Dashao's calmness.
Young Master Liu gave a wry smile. His family knew his own affairs, and only he knew everything about him. It would be fine if you asked him to acquire some theoretical knowledge, but if you asked him to go into battle in person, he would inevitably be in a hurry.
"The Duke was joking. I just stood on the shoulders of my seniors and gave random instructions. I have always believed in specialization in the arts. As the saying goes, there are mountains in the world. A business can be run in a unique way. A layman can't do it. Guiding a master will make people laugh, and pretending not to know how to do it will harm others and yourself."
"Boy, it's not easy to have such a state of mind. It's ridiculous that a lot of those self-proclaimed rotten scholars are not as clear-eyed as you, a person who has never had hairpins. Those who sleep with his old mother will all live like dogs. You just need to If you can ensure that this state of mind remains unchanged, sooner or later there will be a place for you in this position."
Wan Buhai gave a thumbs up as he spoke. The meaning is self-evident. Sooner or later, Young Master Liu will become a very popular minister.
Young Master Liu was about to say something when he was interrupted by a loud voice.
Taking a quick look, Zhu Run, the Marquis of Guan Nei, also wearing armor, was standing beside Zhang Kuang, looking at him with a breath of heat and a chuckle.
Before Zhang Kuang arrived at the prison, he was told by the guard outside the gate that Guan Nei Hou Zhu Run was waiting for an audience outside the camp. Zhang Kuang turned back and Liu Xiaozi made it clear that Mo Dao's matter was a top priority. Naturally, Zhang Kuang did not dare to be careless.
The last straw that broke the camel's back was pride.
Although Guannei Hou's "prestigious reputation" resounds throughout the capital, there must be something special about him that Liu Xiaozi can admire him so highly.
Liu Xiaozi's words still lingered in Zhang Kuang's mind. After ten years of looking from Hedong to Hexi, Zhang Kuang couldn't help crying and laughing when he thought about this. Wasn't he also a playboy who accomplished nothing back then? Why did he become confused as he got older?
Liu Mingzhi cupped his fists and apologized to Wan Buhai and went straight up to him: "Zhutou, have you brought the things you were asked to bring?"
Zhu Run patted his chest: "Brother, how dare you be careless when you have something to do? Twenty carts of coal, totaling about 10,000 kilograms, are being placed on the bullock cart outside the prison."
Liu Mingzhi gently hammered Zhu Run's shoulder and chuckled: "Good brother, thank you for your hard work."
"Brother, if you say this, it's a big deal."
"You two should stop chatting and let's talk about how to deal with these black stones first, right?" Zhang Kuang interrupted the two of them with his words at the right time.
"yes."
Liu Mingzhi turned around and looked at the building where the prison would be held. Although it was vast, if coal was placed inside to light a fire, all the people inside would be poisoned by gas within a few hours. Today's coal has not been treated with the technology of later generations, it is still raw coal, and other The toxicity is unpredictable, so an open-air stove must be built with some shelter from wind and rain.
"General, now we need..."
Liu Mingzhi thought for a while and narrated his original thoughts to Zhang Kuang. Zhang Kuang took the drawing handed over by Mr. Liu and concentrated for a moment before nodding: "Wait a moment, I will make arrangements right now."
The arrogant and resolute character is once again vividly displayed.
Wan Buhai also came over: "You brothers are here to catch up on old times, and I'm going to see if there's anything I can do to help."
Only Mr. and Liu were left and slowly walked out from the prison.
"Zhutou, how are you doing? What's the profit from the briquettes?" Young Master Liu is most worried about the briquettes business. After all, he promised the emperor a price of tens of millions of taels. If something goes wrong, Young Master Liu doesn't want to take his own money. Lay it on.
"The supply exceeds the demand. After purchasing an abandoned house outside the city and renovating it, I began to mass-produce briquettes. Now there are more than 2,000 workers making briquettes in the workshop and about a thousand workers making stoves. Tens of thousands of briquettes are produced every day. But it was still purchased without even being able to be stored in the warehouse. Now workers are busy processing day and night, but they still can't keep up with consumption."
"Why is the demand so great?" Mr. Liu's voice of returning to briquettes will definitely become popular, but he did not expect that the supply will exceed demand. Do people in the capital eat briquettes?
Young Master Liu knew the size of the briquettes. A closed stove could supply heat for half a day. No matter how many people in the capital, they could not afford such consumption.
"Brother, it's not your door-to-door installation service that caused the problem."
“How can it become a burden when the door-to-door installation is so considerate?”
"It's not that I'm a burden. Brother, you also know that there are no secrets in a place like the capital. Some businessmen found out about the briquettes and came to ask to sell them on their behalf. These businessmen have connections all over the world. We don't have such a large caravan for the time being. ,so.........."
Zhu Run looked a little depressed and did not dare to look at Young Master Liu's face.
"So you let these caravans sell the briquettes business and collect profits from it, right?"
"Brother, you won't be angry, right?"
"Of course not. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. We eat meat and make people drink soup. Besides, as you said, we really don't have the ability to radiate to the surrounding state capitals. Giving it to them is tantamount to the best." Methods that can achieve the goal of common profit are the best way out. If you monopolize, you don’t have that strength right now.”
"Brother is indeed a person who does great things. These are the lists of cooperative merchants. Please take a look, brother."
