Since he planned to operate the grassland as a base camp, Zhao Mingke urgently needed a large number of people and various resources.
He had already understood the situation on the grassland before. Just relying on grazing alone, the resources on the grassland could not support the growing tribal population of the herdsmen.
Coupled with the inconvenience of trade, they were often slaughtered as fat sheep by merchants coming from the north.
Now that he discovered such a coal mine, Zhao Ming's mind became active.
Hearing what Zhao Ming said at this time, Boss Guo nodded with deep understanding.
"Sir Zhao, of course I know the value of coal mines. The ones in urgent need of coal mines now should be Shanghai, followed by our factories in the Northeast.
Not only coastal cities, but also some industrial cities with production capacity in the central region also have a market, and they can also generate electricity for various power facilities in the city. Not only that, the coal made in this way can also be sold to citizens in every city.
But Mr. Zhao, I still say the same thing, the costs and benefits are not proportional. "
As he said this, Boss Guo seemed to be afraid that Zhao Ming would not understand, so he picked up his fingers again and started to calculate the accounts for Zhao Ming.
“Let’s take the price of coal mines in the Northeast that I know as an example.
The price of large coal in Yangquan Mountain is 2.6 yuan, small coal is 2 yuan, crushed coal is 1.5 yuan, and loose coal is 0.5 yuan. The freight from their mine to Fengtai is 8.1 yuan, and to Tianmen is 9.5 yuan, which is far more expensive than the price of coal!
Not only that, the quality of Pingding coal is considered to be very good. The mining price is two or three yuan, and it costs ten yuan to transport it to Shimen and twenty yuan to Beiping.
If it is a large-scale transaction, it is still good. For example, the coal mining company along Zhengtai Road transports more than 150 coal trucks every day, with a gross profit of 60 yuan per truck.
One of their trucks is 16.8 tons per truck, and each truck in the later period is 20 tons, with various taxes and fees of 34.627 yuan.
If you calculate the gross profit of 60 yuan per truck, and then deduct the freight of 10 to 20 yuan, plus taxes, the net profit from transporting a truck is only about 20 yuan.
And this does not include manpower. Taking into account manpower, there are nearly hundreds or thousands of workers in a mine, and each person works out to five oceans per month.
This month, if it cannot reach 10,000 tons, the profit will be almost negligible. If it is less than 5,000 tons, no matter how much it is squeezed, the cost will be lost!
Mr. Zhao, do you still think this is a good deal?"
Boss Guo had obviously understood the situation with the mine workers, and his analysis was sound and well-founded, and he almost explained the stakes.
Zhao Ming couldn't help but clapped his hands.
"That's right! Boss Guo is right. It seems that from now on I will be the general manager of the Chabei United Mining Company, and you will be the one to do it!"
"Um?"
Boss Guo was shocked, why was he the general manager of the company?
"Ahem, Chief Zhao, you still don't understand what I mean. This..."
Boss Guo wanted to persuade him again, but Zhao Ming had already taken the lead and interrupted,
"Boss Guo, what if I say that my labor cost is almost zero?"
"Human cost is only one of them, you still don't...uh...huh? What did you say, Mr. Zhao?"
As he listened, Boss Guo felt as if he had misheard something, and hurriedly looked at Zhao Ming.
He seemed to have heard some fantastic news.
Zhao Ming laughed again and repeated, "Yes, Boss Guo, what I said is that the labor cost is almost zero!"
"This...this...how is this possible?"
Boss Guo was stunned and couldn't help but start to guess.
Is it possible that Chief Zhao is planning to establish a dictatorship in the grassland? But how dare he?
This is not the past, and besides, the position of the ranch director is not that big. Even in the past, if you dared to do this, how much money would you have to pay to keep your mouth shut?
What's more, if you offend the local herdsmen, is it possible that you won't be afraid of trouble?
"Brother Zhao, don't make mistakes just for the sake of petty gains!" Zhang Kai also understood what this meant, with a somewhat unpleasant look on his face.
He came here to help Zhao Ming gain a firm foothold, and also wanted to resettle these retired brothers.
Before setting off, Commander Song and Brigadier Liu discussed the matter with him in detail.
There were indeed quotas for disarmament, but it was not necessarily for their troops. Just because the Song chief seemed to have a plan in the grassland, he was allowed to take the disbanded Zhensong Army north to Zhao Ming.
He is responsible for bringing people here. If many people want to leave next spring, he will take the brothers south back to their hometown.
Zhang Kai also understood that the Song chief seemed to want to test Zhao Ming's ability. If he had the ability, he would eat the retreating Song Suppression Army. If he didn't, he would pretend it never happened.
Now it seems that Zhang Kai is a little panicked. He also wants to come over and get some benefits from Zhao Ming.
After all, he came all the way to help send someone off, and he didn't want to involve himself in it.
But if Zhao Ming behaves this way, he may have to die as well.
"Haha! Where are you thinking? I, Zhao Ming, am not so desperate!"
Zhao Ming shook his head. He knew exactly what the two of them were thinking.
If the herdsmen are well trained in the future, they will all be his direct troops. How can they let the amiable herdsmen brothers do such rough and tiring work?
"Then...what do you think? This person..." Boss Guo was a little confused.
Then he saw Zhao Ming pointing at the men and women who were busy building shacks not far away.
But this is even more confusing for the two of them. What does it mean?
Then Zhao Ming continued, "A small part of the people working here are herdsmen from our Chabei United Department, and the majority are prisoners of war!"
"Prisoners of war?!!"
Boss Guo was shocked when he heard this, and Zhang Kai was also shocked.
But soon the two of them figured out what was going on. The two people who originally didn't care about the mining plan suddenly became dazzled.
"These are the Outer Mongolians we captured one after another the last time we fought against the enemy cavalry from Outer Mongolia. The total number of people we captured one after another has reached nearly a thousand.
We can't let so many people eat and drink for free! "
Zhao Ming smiled and shook his head as he spoke.
There were two battles with the Outer Mongols that night. In fact, not many people were killed, but more captured, and secondly, many people escaped.
Just like now, these prisoners of war are the ones who really do the physical work. Most of the herdsmen in the tribe are overseers or busy with trivial things.
Thousands of people....
When you hear this number, it's clear what it means.
No matter how sneaky these people are, the daily mining output will not be less than one hundred tons, and three thousand tons a month is not a problem.
If there is no need to deprive them of food and drink, if these prisoners of war are given certain living conditions, and if they don't do things that exhaust the water, it is not impossible to increase the amount to 5,000 or even 8,000 tons per month.
Five thousand to eight thousand tons a month is already profitable.
But Boss Guo is in business after all, and he has many things to think about, and he still has many concerns.
