The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 211 The Magistrate of Lan County Who Almost Had a Cerebral Hemorrhage

The county magistrate of Lan County was lucky, when he escorted the ore to Shanyin County, it happened that Li Muyun was directing the construction at the ironworks site.

Seeing him jumping up and down, the county magistrate of Lan County couldn't believe his eyes. After repeated verification with the fat man beside him, he finally believed that it was indeed Li Muyun.

"Lao Li, Lao Li, the magistrate of Lan County is here!" Seeing that the magistrate of Lan County has been afraid to go over to greet Li Muyun, the fat man shouted from a distance.

"Let him wait a while, I didn't see that I was busy." Li Muyun shouted without looking back, and then continued to direct a group of craftsmen: "Get up, get up, slow down, stop..., continue...".

The county magistrate of Lan County was a little embarrassed, but he didn't say anything. Although Li Muyun was a county magistrate like him, he had a title, and the dignified founding magistrate was indeed qualified to let him wait.

And Li Muyun actually didn't neglect him. Judging from his performance of jumping up and down, this Xiaoyaohou was indeed very busy at this time, and a thing like a cauldron was being slowly hoisted up under his command.

"What's that?" After the embarrassment, the county magistrate of Lan County pointed to the 'cauldron' that was lifted into the air and asked the fat man.

"The crucible is for steelmaking." The fat man said with some pride.

As the saying goes, one person attains the Tao, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven!Once upon a time, he was a fat man who would nod and bow even when he saw the county government servants, but now he could stand side by side with the head of a county.

If this had been done a year ago, it would have killed the third fat man. He couldn't believe it was true.

"Crucible? For steelmaking?" The magistrate of Lan County turned his head mechanically, looking at the small blast furnace not far away: "Then, what is that for?"

Although he didn't know what that thing was called, he just saw clearly that a large pile of molten iron that was still burning flowed out of it, and it was slowly cooling down now, and not far away, there were large pieces that could almost scare people. The huge iron mass of the dead man was piled almost like a hill.

"That's called a blast furnace, and it's made of iron!" The fat man replied perfunctorily. At this moment, he only felt that the county magistrate beside him was just a soil turtle who looked at everything fresh, and he didn't look like a county magistrate at all.

But the county magistrate of Lan County didn't care, or he didn't feel that the fat man around him despised him at all. At this moment, he was already shocked by the pile of iron blocks.

You know, as a county that produces iron ore, there is also an iron smelting workshop in his jurisdiction, but compared with this iron smelting workshop, his own iron smelting workshop is simply a difference between the ground and the sky.

Thinking of my own small workshop, the workshop in it is exhausting every day, and it is estimated that it can only produce a hundred catties of pig iron.

But look at their workshop again, a so-called "blast furnace" can smelt such a large iron block in a short period of time.

It can't be compared, it really can't be compared, the magistrate of Lan County suddenly realized that he was really right this time, this stinky foot of Xiaoyaohou must be hugged, and he must hug him tightly.

What?Why don't you hug your thighs?Just kidding, how can a small county magistrate like Hou Ye's thigh be able to hug it?

I finally understand why Mr. Shijun asked their county to fully supply iron ore in Shanyin County. With such a large production capacity, let alone twice the transportation volume, even if it is twice as much, it is probably not enough for people to use.

It's ridiculous that I'm still calculating if I can increase the iron ore production and whether others can use it up. Isn't this a big knife in front of Lu Ban, oh no, is it a big axe!

Just when the county magistrate of Lan County was thinking about the problem, Li Muyun had already finished the command work at hand, and walked to his side: "Magistrate of Lan County, right?"

"Ah? Oh! The county magistrate of Lan county has met Xiaoyaohou." After being interrupted by Li Muyun, the county magistrate of Lan county quickly turned around and saluted.

"En!" Li Muyun nodded his head as a matter of course in return, and asked casually: "Is Mr. Wenfu coming to this county for something?"

During this period of time, he had come into contact with too many high-ranking officials, and a small county magistrate could no longer attract his attention.

Wen Xueli didn't mind Li Muyun's attitude. Seeing him asking about his purpose, he hesitated and said, "Master Hou, it's like this. Don't you want to double the amount of ore transported? Let’s talk and see if we can get in touch with each other and form a related county in the future, and all the iron ore in our county will be supplied to you.”

This reason is completely made up by Literary Lixian, but it does not mean that he is lying, because he is now completely sure that Li Muyun has the ability to eat all his ores, the only difference is whether the other party is willing to eat all his ores go down.

Li Muyun hadn't thought about the proposal of the county magistrate of Lan County at all, and when he heard it suddenly at this moment, he felt a little inexplicable.

You know, before this, Xizhou, where the county magistrate of Lan County belongs, had written to impeach him, and he was completely untrustworthy, but now this guy suddenly offered to supply the goods with all his strength, which made Li Muyun have to wonder if he had some other purpose.

Thinking of this, Li Muyun gave Fatty a wink and told him to go to the construction site on the other side to watch, then walked to a place where there was no one on the other side, and said to the embarrassed and uncomfortable Wenxue Li: "Wen Fujun, I like your proposal very much, but our Shanyin County is also a poor county, we need money and have no money and no people, so in terms of the price... how do you think it should be calculated?"

"How about the price as usual?" Wen Xueli said bravely.

"Still as usual? Li is not being taken advantage of by the Wang family. If it is as usual, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat so much food." Li Muyun glanced at Literary Li, and said in a tone-deaf manner.

He didn't know the price at which the Wang family bought this batch of ore, but he thought that the Wang family would not give too much money, because after all, it was a gift, not for his own use, so the less money he spent, the better.

However, since Li Muyun already knew that the price of this batch of ore was not high, why did he still say that the Wang family was being taken advantage of?
In fact, it is simple to say, it is nothing more than lowering the price, and the purpose of literary etiquette is tested by lowering the price.

If he really had some other purpose, he probably wouldn't care about the price, he would only care about selling the ore to himself.

And if he is very concerned about the price of ore, it means that this guy does have the intention of negotiating business, and it is not a conspiracy.

Facts have proved that Li Muyun did think too much, Wen Wenli really wanted to sell all the ore to him.

There are two reasons for this. One is the transportation distance. Xizhou and Nizhou are close together. In addition, if the two states cooperate, then there will be no problem of who sets up a card for whom, and it does not mean that the freight is just a matter. He can save a lot of money.

As for the second reason, it is actually very simple, and that is to hold stinky feet.

But even so, Literary Li couldn't lower the price of the ore much, because his ore didn't come for nothing, he had to pay the workers who opened the mine, and the ore belonged to the public, so he had to hand over the profits to the If the treasury has no profit at all, doesn't it mean that he has been greedy for it.

So although Li Muyun's words were very threatening, Wen Wenli still shook his head with difficulty: "Master Hou, this price really can't be lowered, the Wang family's bid is already so low that there is almost no profit, if you press down further I'm afraid that even my wife and children will have to pay for it."

"Really?" Li Muyun asked in a half-believing tone.

"Of course, if the lower official tells a half-truth, I will die a terrible death." In order to flatter his stinky feet, Li Muyun went all out to make an oath to convince Li Muyun.

"Well, the price will be according to what you said, but you have to ensure the supply of ore. If there is a shortage, don't be afraid that I won't give you the money."

"No problem, absolutely no problem, twice the transport volume, the next official can definitely guarantee it."

"Who told you it was twice the amount? This Marquis is talking about five times the transport volume, 500 million catties of ore per year, and I will sue you with one catty less."

"Five, five, five..." Wen Xueli felt that his little heart was about to jump out. After a long time of 'five', the three words 'one million catties' just didn't come out.

You know, his annual output of ore is less than 150 million catties, and 500 million catties is almost three times more than before.

Calculated according to one penny per catty of ore, that is five thousand guan. After deducting various expenses of nearly 4000 guan, there are more than [-] guan.

Get rich, get rich!Literary etiquette can almost be met, as long as this kind of business is done for a year, one can be promoted to a higher level.

After all, at the beginning of Zhenguan, Datang’s annual tax revenue was only 300 to 300 million guan, distributed to more than [-] state capitals, which means that the average tax money of each state capital was about [-] guan. In the lower states, the taxes in some lower states are basically in the thousands.

That is to say, if the business with Li Muyun is completed, then Lan County will be equal to suppressing a lower state with the power of one county, which is undoubtedly a great political achievement for a county magistrate.

Of course, only taxes are counted here, and food is not counted. Datang implements a two-tax system, and money and food are separated.

But even this is enough, it has already made Literary Li so excited that he couldn’t say a complete sentence, his temples thumped, and his cerebral cortex was numb. If it wasn't for his young age, he might have suffered a cerebral hemorrhage right away.

……

Just like that, a very normal county magistrate was stunned by Li Muyun's money. He just waited for the car to be unloaded, and drove back with the convoy without saying a word.

Literary Arts must rush back as quickly as possible, and then transport all the stocks in the county to Shanyin County as quickly as possible. As for the ores that are promised to be supplied to other families... Fuck him, whoever you love!The 100 million catties of ore promised to the Wang family should be transported early, and the next step is to make a lot of money. On the way back, Wen Xueli thought so.

And not only that, but he was thinking about how many miners he would need to recruit to make it more cost-effective. Five million jin of ore a year was not a joking figure. If there were fewer people, it would not be possible to mine it.

(End of this chapter)