"This is one month's output, at least five times more than before!" Cao Sennu said excitedly: "The most important thing is that some mineral veins that were considered worthless in the past can now be extracted into silver. The mine's The production is really too big, we are currently exploring less than one-third of it, if I have enough manpower and material resources, I can double the current production!"
"Don't rush to increase production!" Wang Wenzuo said: "The most important thing now is to establish the rules first! Otherwise, things like gold and silver will still be too eye-catching!"
"Yes, yes, what Duke Ming said is true!" Cao Sengnu hurriedly smiled and said: "Actually, I have thought about this convenience, but time is too tight, and I have just figured it out. In a few months, I will definitely come up with it. Here is a charter to show to Mr. Ming!"
"No need!" Wang Wenzuo shook his head: "Go get a pen and paper, I will dictate, and you will just take notes and write them down!"
"Yes, yes!" Cao Sennu said yes, but he was secretly suspicious in his heart. He had been in a businessman's home since he was a child, and he knew that the most difficult thing in business was to set rules, and he had to be an expert with many years of business experience. He knew what Wang Wenzuo was capable of, but whether it was leading troops in war, or scheming in court, or even manufacturing ordnance, it was all inseparable from the military and political aspects. How could he even know how to run a mine? This is too bizarre, right?
"First, recruitment and training of workers..."
Cao Sengnu quickly stopped his reverie and started writing. He saw that Wang Wenzuo started with the recruitment and training of mine workers, and then moved on to the organization of work, the purchase and manufacture of raw materials and equipment, the rewards and punishments of craftsmen, the control of production processes, and products. The preservation and transportation of (silver ingots) were discussed in a eloquent manner throughout the entire meal. Not to mention good or bad, at least there were no duplications and no obvious flaws, which made Cao Sengnu secretly frightened.
"That's about it. Have you written it all down?" Wang Wenzuo asked.
"I've written it down, I've written it all down!" Cao Sengnu hurriedly responded: "Minggong dictates a thousand words, and he can do it by relying on his horse. I really admire him!" His last words were sincere.
"Haha, an old rule from the past was used after being changed. You try it first and change it as you go if there is anything inappropriate!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile. Rules and regulations like this are everywhere in modern society. Yes, even students at the school have long been familiar with it. Although the rules and regulations of silver mines are different from those of factory agencies, the general structure is still the same. It is just that the specific details are different. When the time comes, slowly Just change it, it's better than starting from scratch and trying to figure it out on your own.
"I didn't see you when I got up. I heard you were here, so I came over to take a look!"
A clear female voice came from outside the door. With the support of the female officer, Saitama got off the carriage. At this time, her abdominal bulge was already very obvious, and even wearing a toga, it could no longer be concealed. Wang Wenzuo hurriedly greeted him: "You are heavy, why don't you take a rest? If something happens, just call me!"
"It's good to come out and get some fresh air after staying in the house all day!" Saitama said with a smile, her eyes resting on the stacks of silver ingots, her mouth making an "o" shape: "Are these all silver?"
"Yes, that's the output of Izumo in one month!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "This is all thanks to Cao Sengnu. The new miner he hired adopted the ash blowing method, and the output increased greatly!"
"Mr. Cao, you have made great achievements!" Saitama smiled and said: "Sanlang, you must reward him heavily!"
"Don't worry about this!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "What do you plan to do with the silver?"
"Didn't you say that?" Saitama asked in surprise: "First use it to buy silk, ceramics, medicines and other Tang goods, and then sell them, so that you can get more!"
"That's what I said, but it's not worth buying it directly with silver!"
"Then what are you going to do?"
"Make it into silver coins first, and then buy them!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile, "You can also make some money this way!"
"Money interest?"
The more Cao Sennu listened, the more uncomfortable he became. Although Wang Wenzuo and the female Japanese king were not named husband and wife, they had already been married. Their son was about to be born. He was standing here as an outsider, and the more he listened, the more he became more and more uncomfortable. It's trouble. He glanced at the empty space and then quietly retreated out. Only Wang Wenzuo and Qiyu were left in the room.
"Sanlang! It seems like the child is moving!" Saitama suddenly covered his lower abdomen with his right hand, frowning, showing a painful expression. Wang Wenzuo quickly helped him sit down: "How about I send you back to have a rest first?"
"No need, I have never seen so much silver in my life, I want to see it for a while!"
Wang Wenzuo couldn't help being stunned when he heard this, and immediately laughed: "I didn't realize that you were born in the Wang family, but you are a little money fanatic!"
"What do you know! Although I was born into the Wang family, I was sent to Amaterasu Shrine at the age of eight. I practice with my teacher on weekdays. Apart from various rituals, the most important thing is settling accounts!"
Wang Wenzuo smiled, knowing in his heart that Qi Yu was right. A layman would watch the excitement, but an expert would watch the kung fu. In all religious organizations in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, from Chinese monasteries and Taoist temples to Western churches and temples, what their leaders are best at is often not speech, rhetoric, theology and political struggle, but financial management. The reason is simple. No matter how fanciful it is in the scriptures and scriptures, no one in the world has the ability to feed thousands of people with five loaves and two fish. Most religious organizations cannot have the strongest violence like the state and directly tax the people, so they can only spend more time on financial management. Wine, ham, cheese and other daily necessities that are somewhat inherited in the West mostly come from a certain monastery; this is the reason why ancient banking consortiums are also constantly in conflict with the church.
"Ming Gong!" Cao Wenzong came in from outside: "A letter from Cui Hongdu has arrived!"
"Oh? He arrived in Dengzhou safely? Much faster than I expected!" Wang Wenzuo smiled and took the letter from Cao Wenzong, only to find that there was a short knife with him: "What's going on with this knife? "
"It was sent together with the letter!" Cao Wenzong said: "It should be clearly stated in the letter!"
Wang Wenzuo put the dagger aside, opened the letter, and read it. After reading for a while, he suddenly asked: "Saitama, do you know Mishima?"
"Master Mishima? He is Katsuragi's half-brother, but he was demoted to the status of a vassal when he just came of age. Later he went to Tanba Kingdom! What's wrong? He was mentioned in the letter?"
"Look!" Wang Wenzuo handed the letter to Qi Yu, picked up the short sword, took out the blade and looked at the gold inscription on it, snorted coldly, and returned the sword to the sheath.
"This thief! I wasted all my good intentions. I should have killed him in the first place!" Qiyu had only read a few lines and was already trembling with anger. Wang Wenzuo patted her on the shoulder: "That's all, don't get so angry. You have a stomachache." There are children inside! Anyway, this guy is dead!"
"Is it okay to die?" Qi Yu sneered: "If it weren't for the blessing of gods and Buddhas, Cui Yuhou would have met this guy, there would be a lot of trouble later! If you don't care about me this time, he will definitely wipe out the Manchus ! No, that’s not enough. We need to send people to investigate strictly and kill everyone related to him, without leaving any future trouble!"
Wang Wenzuo did not speak, but gently touched the back of Saitama's hand, letting his anger gradually calm down. He knew that although Saitama's order would cause thousands of heads to fall to the ground, this was the rule of political struggle at that time, and those three If Master Shima had the chance, he would never hesitate. If he had the kindness of a woman, he would only harm others and himself.
"Sanlang, where is Shoujun Oishi now?" Saitama asked suddenly as his anger gradually subsided.
"Shoukun Oishi? He is in charge of the silver mines in Izumo Country. What do you want from him?" Wang Wenzuo was stunned for a moment and then understood: "You want him to go to Tanba Country to investigate this matter?"
"Yes, there is no better candidate than him!" Saitama said: "You choose someone to take over for him for a while, I will let him do this job!"
Wang Wenzuo smiled bitterly and nodded. He had to admit that Saitama chose the right person this time. People like Shoujun Oishi would not be afraid of getting their hands dirty, and Saitama didn't care whether he could get the people in front of and behind the scenes this time. Catch them all at once, but kill enough people to scare potential resisters. Don't be afraid of killing the wrong one, just be afraid of killing too few. Shoujun Oishi is really the best choice.
Saitama finished venting his anger, picked up the letter again, and read it carefully again, his expression became gloomy: "Saburo, after all, I am the one who is dragging you down!"
"Are you dragging me down? Where do you start talking about this?" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile.
"Looking at the letter, Mishima is going to accuse you before the Emperor of Tang. Although there are many charges, the only one that is really fatal is your close relationship with me. Doesn't this mean that I am dragging you down?"
"You silly boy!" Wang Wenzuo smiled and rubbed Qi Yu's hair: "What kind of crime is this? Do you believe it or not, if he could really live to see the Holy One and tell him this crime, the Holy One would only laugh a few times. Voice!"
"Really?" Qiyu's eyes widened: "I am the king of Japan, and you are the envoy of the Tang Dynasty. You and I are married, and the emperor doesn't care?"
"Haha! It can't be said that I don't care, I should say that I am considerate!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "If it's someone else, that's fine. Only the emperor can understand my difficulties! He won't blame me!"
"Oh?" Saitama was aroused by Wang Wenzuo's words and said with a smile: "I don't think you have any difficulties, Saburo. Since you arrived in Nambajin, everything has gone smoothly, and I am very grateful to you." You’ve never said a word “no” and yet you still say you have difficulties?”
Wang Wenzuo smiled and put his arm around Qi Yu's shoulders: "I ask you, if it's not me but another person who comes this time, and everything else is normal except that we are not married to you, can you trust me as much as you do?" Do you trust him?"
"This -" Saitama was stopped by the question. She lowered her head and thought for a while, then shook her head: "It's impossible. If it weren't for you, even if I knew that we could only deal with Katsuragi by joining forces with him, I still wouldn't be able to do what I did to you. Trust him!"
"That's it! We seem to win every battle this time and everything goes smoothly. But in fact, you and I both know that every time is extremely dangerous, and victory or defeat is decided by a hair's breadth. As long as you have a little suspicion about me, It will be a complete failure, don’t you think?”
"That's true!" Saitama sighed: "To be honest, sometimes when I think back to those things, I can't believe that Saburo you can win again and again. It's simply unbelievable!"
"It's not me, it's us!" Wang Wenzuo corrected: "Those Japanese who come from all directions are all coming for you. Without you, I would only have a few hundred people under my command. Even if they are made of iron, how many people can I fight?" A nail?”
"Well, it's us!" Qiyu nodded, his eyes as gentle as water: "It's just that your words sound a bit strange. Could it be that you and I still serve Datang?"
"Of course!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "If Master Mishima really sues me in front of the emperor, I will say that I am with you solely for the sake of the Tang Dynasty and the safety of the world!"
Qiyu spat and said with a smile: "It's so shameless. It's okay for you and me to talk such nonsense in private. How can we say it in front of the Holy Master?"
"You are wrong. As soon as I say this, the Holy One will understand what I mean! Have you forgotten the origin of the current queen?"
Saitama was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed: "S-Sanlang, you are so brave, you even dare to make jokes about the emperor and empress, you are really risking your life."
"This is Japan, not Chang'an. What should I be afraid of? Are you still going to sue me?"
Saitama laughed for a while, her anger had completely subsided, and her eyes were full of joy. She patted her belly: "With a father like you, Saburo, this must be a rare good boy. It's a pity that he can't keep the throne." give him!"
"What does it matter? Does my Wang Wenzuo's child still lack glory and wealth? I will not treat him badly after all!" Wang Wenzuo understood what Saitama meant. Although Japan had a female emperor in ancient times, the inheritance was based on the male line of the imperial family. , unless the female emperor's husband is also a member of the imperial family, she cannot pass the throne to her son.
"Yes!" Qi Yu nodded: "If it is a boy, I will give him a surname and make him a minister. He will be a minister of Taizheng for generations, and he will be in charge of national affairs. He will not be any worse than the throne!"
"It's too early to say this now. Let's wait until the child is born!" Wang Wenzuo smiled nonchalantly. His vision is much broader than Saitama's. He also believes that with his own strength, if he wants his child to be king in the future, There are plenty of places, so there is no need to be confined to the Japanese country.
"Well!" Saitama leaned his head on his lover's shoulder: "But in this case, I still feel that I have wronged him and I have wronged you?"
"Treat me badly?" Wang Wenzuo smiled and said, "Why do you say that?"
"Originally, this throne is half of yours, but due to the old rules of our country, not only can you not be king alongside me, but even our children can't—"
"Stop talking!" Wang Wenzuo stretched out his hand to cover Qi Yu's mouth: "The world is so big. There is vast land on the other side of the sea. As long as he has the ability, why worry about having no land to build a country and become king? You don't need to worry about it. Worry about these things, just take a good rest and give birth to the child!"
There is a lot going on in the office today, so the update is very late, sorry!
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