The county magistrate of Lan County was lucky. When he escorted the ore to Shanyin County, Li Muyun was in charge of the construction at the construction site of the ironworks.

Seeing his jumping up and down, the county magistrate of Lan County could hardly believe his eyes. After repeated verification with the fat man beside him, he could believe that it was indeed the Xiaoyao Hou Li Muyun.

"Old Li, Lao Li, the county magistrate of Lan County is here!" Seeing that the county magistrate of Lan County has not dared to go over and say hello to Li Muyun, the fat man shouted from afar.

"Let him wait a while, but 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 county magistrate was indeed qualified to let him wait.

Moreover, Li Muyun did not neglect him in fact. Judging from his performance of jumping up and down, Xiaoyaohou was indeed very busy at this time, and something like a big pot was slowly being hung up under his command.

"What is that?" After embarrassing, the county magistrate of Lan County pointed to the "big pot" that was hung into the air and asked the fat man.

"Crucible, for steelmaking." The fat man said proudly.

As the saying goes, one person can attain the power of the family and the dog will ascend to heaven! Once upon a time, he, a fat man who even nodded and bowed when he saw the yamen runners in the county, could already stand side by side with the head of the county.

If this were to be beaten to death by a year ago, he would not believe that it was true.

"Crucible? For steelmaking?" Lan County Magistrate mechanically turned his head and looked at the small blast furnace not far away: "Then, what is that for?"

Although he didn't know what the thing was, he had just clearly seen that a large pile of burning iron flowed out from it, and was slowly cooling down. Not far away, huge piles of iron that could almost scare people were piled up almost like a hill.

"That's called blast furnace, it's an iron smelter!" The fat man replied perfunctorily. At this time, he only felt that the county magistrate around him was just a local lord who looked fresh in everything, and he didn't look like a county magistrate at all.

However, the county magistrate of Lan County didn't care, or he couldn't feel that the fat man around him was despising him. At this moment, he was already shocked by the piles of iron blocks.

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

Thinking of my small workshop, the workshop inside is exhausted every day, I guess I can only produce about a hundred kilograms of pig iron.

But looking at the workshop, a "blast furnace" can produce such a large iron block in a short while.

It’s impossible to compare, it’s really impossible to compare. The county magistrate of Lan County suddenly realized that he was really right this time. He had to hug Xiaoyao Hou’s smelly feet, and he also hugged them tightly.

What? Why don’t you hold your thighs? Just kidding, how could Mr. Hou be able to hold his thighs, a small county magistrate, be it almost the same if he was a stinger.

Finally I understood why Lord Jun asked their county to supply Shanyin County iron ore with such a large production capacity, not to mention twice the transportation capacity, even if it is twice the amount, it is probably not enough for people to use.

It’s ridiculous that I am still calculating whether I can use it up if I increase the iron ore production. Isn’t this a big knife in front of Lu Ban? Oh no, is it a big axe!

Just when the Lan County Magistrate was thinking about the problem, Li Muyun had already completed the command work at hand and walked to him: "Lan County Magistrate, right?"

"Ah? Oh! The Lan County Magistrate Wenxue Li has met Xiaoyaohou." After being interrupted by Li Muyun, the Lan County Magistrate quickly turned around and bowed with fists.

"Yeah!" Li Muyun nodded naturally as a gift, and asked casually: "Is there something wrong with Wenfujun coming to this county?"

There have been too many high-ranking officials during this period, and a small county magistrate can no longer attract his attention.

Literary did not mind Li Muyun's attitude. Seeing that he asked about his purpose, he hesitated and said, "Mr. Hou, this is the case. Don't you want to double the ore transportation volume? I'm thinking about coming to you in person to see if we can contact each other and make a relationship county in the future, and all the iron ore in our county will be supplied to you."

This reason is entirely made up of literary rituals, but it is not that he is lying, because he can now be sure that Li Muyun has the ability to eat all his ores, but all that is missing is whether the other party is willing to eat all his ores.

Li Muyun had never thought about the proposal of the county magistrate of Lan County. He suddenly heard it and felt a little confused.

You know, before that, Xizhou, who belongs to the county magistrate of Lan County, wrote a letter to impeach him, which was completely untrustworthy. But now this guy suddenly proposed to supply the goods with all his might, forcing Li Muyun to doubt whether he had any purpose.

Thinking of this, Li Muyun winked the fat man and asked him to go to the construction site on the other side to watch. Then he walked to the side of the Wenxue Li with his shoulders and no one. He said to Wenxue Li, who looked embarrassed and somewhat uncomfortable, "Mr. Wenfu, I like your proposal very much, but our Shanyin County is also a poor county, and we have no money, no one, so in terms of price... what should you calculate?"

"How is the price the same?" Wen Xueli said with a tough bullet.

"As usual? Mr. Li is not the suckers of the Wang family. If it were the same, I would probably not have eaten so much." Li Muyun glanced at Wenxue and said without any yin and yang.

He didn't know the price of the Wang family buying this batch of ore, but he thought that the Wang family wouldn't give too much price, because after all, it was given to people and not kept for it by themselves. Naturally, the less money it spent, the better.

However, since Li Muyun already knows that the price of this batch of ore is not high, why do you still say that the Wang family is the sucker?

In fact, it is simple, it is nothing more than just a price reduction. By lowering the price, it tests the purpose of literary rituals.

If he really has a ulterior motive, he shouldn't care about the price, he will only care about selling the ore to himself.

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

Facts have proved that Li Muyun was really thinking a little too much, and Literary actually wanted to sell all the ores to him.

There are two reasons for this. One is the distance of transportation. Xizhou and Nizhou are close to each other. In addition, if the two states cooperate, there is no problem of who will charge who will set up a card, nor does it mean that they can save a lot of money just by shipping.

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

But even so, Literature could not lower the price of ore any more, because his ore was not in vain. The miners needed to pay wages, and the ore was public, so they also needed to hand over the profits to the treasury. If there was no profit at all, wouldn’t it mean that they were all greedy for him?

So although Li Muyun's words were very threatening, Wen Xue Li shook his head with difficulty: "Mr. Hou, the price can't be lower anymore. The Wang family's bid is so low that there is almost no profit. If you push it down further, the lower official will be afraid that even his wife and children will have to pay."

"Is that right?" Li Muyun asked in a half-believing tone.

"Of course, if the subordinates have a lie, they will not die well." In order to hold their feet, they also tried their best to make their literary etiquette, and they did not hesitate to swear to seek Li Muyun's belief.

"Then, the price will be as you said, but you have to ensure the supply of ore. If it is bad, don't be afraid that I won't give you money."

"No problem, absolutely no problem. With twice the shipping volume, you can definitely guarantee it."

"Who told you twice? What I said was five times the shipping volume, five million kilograms of ore every year, one kilogram less, I will fight you with the imperial court."

"Five, Five, Five..." Wen Xueli felt that his little heart was about to jump out. After a long time of "Five", the three words "Million Jin" were not spoken out.

You know, his ore production per year is less than 1.5 million kilograms, and 5 million kilograms is almost three times that of the past.

Based on one cent per kilogram of ore, that is only 5,000 guan. Excluding all kinds of expenses, the remaining more than 4,000 guan is more than 4,000 guan.

You have made a fortune and made a fortune! You can almost meet literary rituals. If you only have a year of business, you can get promoted to another level.

After all, at the beginning of Zhenguan, the annual tax revenue of the Tang Dynasty was only 2 to 3 million guan, and it was divided into more than 300 state prefectures. In other words, the average tax of each state prefecture was about 10,000 guan. Then, the tax revenue of some states was basically around 10,000 guan.

This means that if the business with Li Muyun is completed, then Lan County will be equivalent to suppressing a Xiazhou with the power of a county, which is undoubtedly a great political achievement for a county magistrate.

Of course, the taxes are only calculated here, not grains. The Tang Dynasty implemented a two-tax system, and money and grains were separated.

But even this is enough. The Wenxue Li was so excited that she couldn't say a complete sentence. Her temples twitched and her cerebral cortex became numb. If it weren't for the Tang Dynasty, all the food they ate in green, if he hadn't been young, she would have had a cerebral hemorrhage directly.

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In this way, a county magistrate who was originally very normal was stunned by Li Muyun's money. He just waited for the car to be unloaded there, and rushed back without saying a word.

The literary literati must be rushed back as fast as possible, and then transport all the inventory in the county to Shanyin County as fast as possible. As for those who promised to supply other families... Go to his uncle, who would love whoever you want! Transport the one million kilograms of ore that promised the Wang family as soon as possible, and then making a lot of money is the real thing. On the way back, the literary literati thought so.
Chapter completed!