The beauty is charming and strong, and the cold Buddhist son is deified

Chapter 53 Her nobleman
Song Qingwan and Hu Jin followed behind Hong Dangjia, turned a few corners, and arrived at the territory of the Red Escort Agency.

The reason why people call them the Red Escort Agency is because their escort flag is red, but in fact the escort agency has a formal name, called the "Tiger Power Escort Agency".

This is a very spacious farm. There are many people inside, and they are all busy. People carrying goods can be seen everywhere, and horses pulling goods can be seen everywhere.

Mr. Hong is forty years old, a tall and strong man. When he returns to his own farm, he feels like a fish in water. Everyone bows to him and he is very respected.

He is like a helmsman patrolling his own territory, and he is proud of everything he has.

"This is the Red Escort Agency. Miss Song may have never been here before, right? It's a bit messy, but as long as it moves, it's all silver, which makes people excited when they see it."

Song Qingwan's expression at this moment was like she was looking at piles of silver.

"That's right, the money is flowing, and it's endless. The Hong family is really powerful!" When did she have such a group of forces? Song Qingwan was indeed jealous.

"Hahaha, it's not that exaggerated. We in the escort agency earn our money through hard work, unlike Miss Song, who relies on her brain.

I wonder how confident Miss Song is this time?" After talking about other things, Mr. Hong finally asked the point.

Ten thousand taels, he was also curious about what the little girl wanted to do? It couldn't be just a scam.

Song Qingwan looked at the horses at the scene. All of them had hoof discomfort caused by carrying too much weight for a long time. "How many horses does Mr. Hong have? Are they all having trouble walking because of rotten hoof nails or swollen flesh?"

Anyone can see this problem, but no one can solve it, not even the horse breeder.

“Yes, this is the case for all the 100 horses in the escort agency.

It was extremely cold in the north this year, with heavy snow blocking the roads in early winter. The horses suffered greatly on their return journey. Their hooves, which had been repaired, rotted away prematurely, and their paws and wrists became red and swollen.

Even if the master repairs it now, it will take about ten days to recover. I wonder if Miss Song has any tricks?"

You know, even if the swollen feet are cured, it will be useless if the horse's hooves don't grow well. She can't make the horse's hooves grow early, right? Even the magic is not that powerful.

"Of course. Gather all the horses that need hooves trimmed. I'll take a quick look at the situation and then go back to prepare the tools. I'll come over tomorrow to trim the horses' hooves. They should be able to walk the day after tomorrow."

Song Qingwan had limited manpower on her side and didn't want to waste time. She just wanted to collect the data as soon as possible and then go back to start work.

When Mr. Hong saw that there was something clever in the girl's eyes, he felt better immediately. If she wasn't taking advantage of Lord Zhang's relationship to blackmail him, then the chance of success was 50%.

Who wouldn't be happy if he could make friends with Lord Zhang and solve the problems at hand at the same time?

The Red Escort Agency was well-staffed and its efficiency was impeccable. Song Qingwan quickly got a handle on the situation of the horses.

Then he took Hu Jin directly home and did not go to the government office to handle the transfer of ownership.

Hu Jin ran up, feeling uneasy, "Daya, what are you going to do now?" Until they left the Red Escort Agency, Hu Jin was still confused.

The Song family is an official family, so it's not surprising that they know Mr. Zhang, but, 10,000 taels of silver to treat Ma? What did Daya think? It's too bold, isn't it?
The two of them got back into the carriage they had just rented and hurried back.

"I want to make horseshoes. For a hundred horses, I need four hundred horseshoes. Each horse shoe is made of two taels of iron. If we assume the maximum, we will need a hundred kilograms of iron. Should you have some at home?"

Song Qingwan calculated quickly, and she had already drawn the shape and several sizes of the horseshoe in her mind.

Hu Jin really couldn't figure out what a horseshoe was, and he had never heard of a horseshoe being nailed with iron. So could the horseshoe withstand it? Wouldn't it rust?
"We don't have that much iron at home. If it is really feasible, we can only go to the yamen to buy it now." So in the end, they still had to go to the yamen.

"Also, the procedure for buying iron is a bit complicated. In the past, we would submit an application first, wait for approval from the higher-ups, and then pay for the iron. Sometimes the government office may not have ready-made iron, so we have to wait for some time."

The more Hu Jin spoke, the more anxious he became, and his face turned pale. He felt that Song Qingwan's method would not work. In the end, he would have to pay 20,000 taels of silver?

How will he live in the future? Daya was too much of a mess. Hu Jin wanted to cry, but he couldn't stop Song Qingwan. He was too ashamed to see Uncle Dalin.

Song Qingwan's brows were about to frown again. Iron was a controlled product in ancient times. She didn't expect it to be so difficult to buy. "Master, turn around and go to the government office."

The road will naturally be straight when it reaches the bridge. Maybe she will be lucky enough to buy it?

Speaking of luck, Song Qingwan is really good, because she has met many noble people, and they are all willing to help her.

Just after leaving Zhang Zhiyi, she met Li Minghe again in the yamen.

Song Qingwan had never been to the Jingji Yamen, but the yamen was a little quiet at the moment, and there were few people, so few that she and Hu Jin went in through the side door and didn't meet many people along the way.

Then in the atrium, Li Minghe was suddenly seen walking out of the main hall with his long legs.

Song Qingwan suddenly widened her eyes and shouted in surprise, "Li Minghe!" and jogged towards him.

She didn't know that after seeing her coming, the secret guard quietly appeared and informed the guard at the door to let Song Qingwan and the other person enter the yamen, otherwise no outsiders would be able to enter today.

Not only did she suddenly break into the blocked yamen, but she also shouted out the name that frightened Jingzhao Yin so much that he fell to his knees, quite submissive.

"What are you doing here?" Li Minghe was also surprised to see Song Qingwan, and also a little inexplicably excited, but it could not be seen at all on his expressionless face.

"I'm here to buy iron. You can't be here to beg for alms, right? Do you have any connections? Please help me go through the procedures and buy me 200 kilograms of pig iron."

Jingzhao Yin fell very naturally and stood up very naturally, so Song Qingwan didn't really notice anything unusual, but instead looked behind Li Minghe curiously.

That old man, could he be the Jingzhao Yin? He doesn't look healthy, but he still hasn't retired? He is really dedicated to his job.

"It seems familiar. What do you want to buy iron for?" Li Minghe glanced at Hu Jin behind Song Qingwan.

Hu Jin suddenly felt a huge pressure, shrank back, and dared not move forward.

So, the little wild cat was bought for someone else? A hint of coldness flashed across Li Minghe's eyes.

"I make horseshoes. Can you do it? I need it urgently, and I want to do a business that is sure to make a profit." Song Qingwan couldn't help but show a little pride.

That's ten thousand taels. Excluding the cost, it shouldn't be a problem to make nine thousand taels, right?
So that's how it is. As long as it's not for another man, it's fine. "This is Lord Wan. He is in charge of pig iron." Li Minghe stepped aside to let Lord Wan show up.

As for the question of whether it is possible or not, he will find an opportunity to give Song Qingwan an accurate answer.

Lord Wan behind him smiled kindly, and nodded gently to Song Qingwan like a kind old grandfather next door.

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