Chapter 256 Transaction
Wen Shutong thought very broadly. Although the "airborne troops" were annoying, he couldn't refuse them at all, right? Life is like that, and you still can't resist, so why not adjust your mood and enjoy it...
But fortunately, Fang Jun is very sensible. Not only will he not cause you any trouble, he is also planning to find a place to play by himself. Why should Wen Shutong refuse?
So he agreed readily. He didn't even ask what Fang Jun wanted to do, he just readily expressed that he would give land and people to others!
"The bigger the place, the better. It doesn't matter if the conditions are simple. As for the people... you can allocate a few. As long as they are not missing arms or legs, it doesn't matter if they are old, weak, sick or disabled." Fang Jun smiled very pure and was easy to talk to. look.
As a result, Wen Shutong became more convinced that Fang Jun was slacking off and cheating in the name of "trial-producing new weapons."
Wen Shutong said happily: "What kind of relationship do we have between uncle and nephew? How can we not support it? Don't worry, I will arrange it this afternoon, and it will definitely satisfy Erlang. Oh, by the way, since the official document was issued, I have already I sent someone to clean it up for you. This is a duty room. It has been here for many days. I'm afraid there is another layer of dust. You can lead someone to clean it up later. But this and the Ordnance Supervisor are actually Qingshui Yamen, and the conditions are really simple, Erlang. Just feel aggrieved!”
Since Fang Jun stated that he was not looking for trouble, Wen Shutong was also happy to be a good person, and his attitude was like a spring breeze, which was very good.
Moreover, he is not confused. With Fang Jun's age and the support of His Majesty and Fang Xuanling behind him, as long as he is not too idiotic, his future is boundless. He is afraid that he will have to stay in this weapons prison for the rest of his life, but he still has a son. If he has a good relationship, he will be able to open his mouth even if he asks for help in the future, right?
Fang Jun quickly waved his hand and said: "Uncle Wen, don't worry about your nephew. He will have to go to the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry to order a mao later. From now on, he will be stationed in the workshop outside the city for a long time to supervise the trial production of new weapons at any time. , so the weapons supervisor’s office doesn’t come often. There’s just something that I don’t know whether to talk about..."
Wen Shutong smiled and said: "You and I, my uncle and my nephew, will talk as soon as we hit it off."
Fang Jun was a little reserved, and then he said: "I heard that the Jiafang Department is planning to purchase a new armor recently. I wonder if this is the case?"
"It's true. Why does my nephew ask this? Oh, does he want to..."
Wen Shutong was slightly surprised at first, and then realized that the Fang family also had an iron factory. Could it be that they planned to use a back door to sell the pig iron to the weapons supervisor to make armor?
His face darkened.
Wen Shutong has a very split personality...
On the one hand, he is quite tactful in his dealings with others, and he does not want to offend others easily and keeps his head down; on the other hand, he is conscientious and not careless in his duties. I will never do it if I try to make money by dividing the land!
Hearing Fang Jun's words, he naturally thought that this boy was imposing conditions. Needless to say, the pig iron he planned to sell to the Ordnance Supervisor must be inferior goods with substandard quality, and he wanted to make a huge profit.
Wen Shutong only had to nod. With Fang Jun's slippery temperament, there would definitely be benefits.
But Fang Jun made money, patted his ass and got out, what should he do?
That armor must be worn by generals who go into battle to kill the enemy and charge forward. If anything goes wrong, it will not only cost a human life, but may even lead to the failure of a war!
I broke a penny in half and spent it, but let you make such unintended wealth?
He Wen Shutong would never do such a thing even if he was beaten to death!
Fang Jun sensed the change in Wen Shutong's attitude and thought to himself, are you really selfless and conscientious, or have you already found a way to not care about my ride?
But obviously you have misunderstood. If I, Fang Jun, want to make money, will I use such low-level, low-energy, and low-IQ tricks?
Do you look down on people...
Fang Jun said calmly: "My nephew can provide refined iron to the Ordnance Supervisor to make armor. The price of this batch of fine iron is 70% of the previous purchase price of the Ordnance Supervisor. The quality is at least twice that of the pig iron used before, and the temperature is The uncle can test it on the spot. If the quality is not up to what the nephew said, the nephew will not take any money and give it all to Uncle Wen for free. I just wonder if Uncle Wen will give the nephew this opportunity?"
Wen Shutong was silent.
The Ordnance Supervisor also has its own iron smelting factory, but due to the constant wars in the imperial court in recent years, the loss of weapons has increased day by day, and the output is far from meeting the requirements. Most of the iron materials needed to make spears, bows, crossbows, blades, and armors need to be purchased. As a result, the weapons inspector has become a favorite in the eyes of all iron factories.
But not everyone can join this threshold...
In addition to the quality and price of iron materials, even a dedicated person like Wen Shutong has to consider the relationship between people.
In a word, even if the price and quality are not much different, we still have to take care of related customers.
Who is the related household?
The most closely related household in the Arms Supervision is the Changsun family.
His Majesty’s brother-in-law, the eldest grandson of Zhao Guogong’s eldest grandson Wuji!
If Fang Jun's iron material is really as good as he said, Wen Shutong will naturally not hesitate to sell this face.
"Are you serious about what your nephew said? You must know that when it comes to human relationships, you and I share the same feelings as our uncle and nephew, but when it comes to working together, I don't show any affection at all!" Wen Shutong had no choice but to say something.
Fang Jun laughed: "That's it. My nephew will bring the iron material tomorrow, and Uncle Wen will know it as soon as he sees it. If you say yes, then it will be okay; if you say no, my nephew will never say another word to make Uncle Wen difficult< br>
Nonsense, how about that? ”
Are you kidding me? With the current level of iron smelting, can the iron produced be comparable to ours?
Wen Shutong then expressed his position: "Then let's settle it. Tomorrow morning, you bring the iron materials. If the quality is acceptable and the price is as you said, it is only half of the previous price. Then I will naturally give my nephew this face!"
After the two of them finalized the matter, Fang Jun said goodbye and left. He still had to go to the Ministry of Industry to order some meat.
Alas, this hard-working life, why can't I change it after traveling through time?
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In ancient times, the yamen would check who was on duty at Mao hour, which was called Dian Mao.
In other words, you have to go to work before seven o'clock in the morning, which is called Dianmao. If it is past the hour, you can't call it Dianchen, Diansi, or Dianwu...
When Fang Jun went to the Ordnance Supervision, it was already a quarter past nine o'clock, and he and Wen Shutong had been dragging him for such a long time. Looking at the sun, it was probably past nine o'clock, which was Chen Shi, so he was obviously late. But fortunately, there are no fingerprint punching machines these days. Even if you are late, no one like Fang Jun, a second-generation ancestor, dares to care.
After wandering to the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry, the doorman came forward to say hello and salute politely, and then Fang Jun entered the courtyard.
As soon as he arrived at the door, a man suddenly came out of the courtyard and almost knocked Fang Jun over.
Fang Jun said angrily: "Are you blind? How can you behave recklessly?"
He now holds two positions, he is also a marquis, and he has been an official in his previous life. This official authority has grown stronger day by day without realizing it. This anger does have some majestic momentum.
The man was startled and quickly bent down to apologize. However, he bent down halfway, but suddenly jumped up as if pressed on a spring and shouted: "Secretary of the House, you are finally here!"
Fang Jun was startled by his loud voice. When he took a closer look, he saw that it was Ren Zhongliu...
It's just that the foreign minister was crying and looking like his father had died. Fang Junqi asked: "What's wrong?"
Ren Zhongliu almost cried...
Such a high official on the stall can be regarded as having reached bloody mold!
Fang Jun patted his buttocks to recuperate at home, and just gave one instruction: In my absence, everything in the Water Department will continue as usual. No one except him is allowed to touch even a cent of the funds for "trial production of new ships"!
That's easy to say!
If your second roommate is here, no matter how brave others are, they won’t dare to do anything. Even if they are greedy for the money, they can only endure it; but if you are not here, one or two of them will come to the door like bandits. I These little arms and legs will have to be torn apart sooner or later...
Ren Zhongliu said with a sad face: "Master Fang, you are finally here. I will go to your home to find you..."
Fang Jun asked curiously: "What is going on?"
Ren Zhongliu said: "My subordinates really can't stand it anymore. Everyone is staring at the money. The big and small gods are all going out together. They have to take a bite..."
Fang Jun frowned: "Is it Lu Zesong again? Does this old guy really think that someone doesn't dare to beat him?"
That old guy really doesn't stop, I should have given him some good words in front of the Tai Chi Palace that day, so as to save him from making trouble all day long!
Ren Zhongliu looked troubled: "It's not Lu Zesong...it's the new Zhang Shangshu..."
"Zhang Liang?"
Fang Jun is depressed. Is this guy looking for trouble as soon as he comes?
But Fang Jun didn't want to think about it. You chopped off his son's hand, and your father still suppressed him and didn't dare to speak. If the hatred was so great, how could Zhang Liang let it go?
At this moment, the door to the duty room of the Ministry of Water Resources burst open from the inside with a bang. The old man with a white beard, Zheng Kunchang, walked out of it tremblingly. He pulled his neck and shouted as he walked: "I have worked in the Ministry of Works all my life." , all the craftsmen have to call me uncle, who are you? Just get out of here if you tell me to!"
The old man is not young, and his voice is not small either. This noise immediately alarmed the entire Ministry of Works yamen. The doors and windows of each duty room were opened, and many people stretched their necks to watch.
Loving to watch the excitement is indeed a fine tradition of Chinese people that has remained unchanged for thousands of years... It’s a new week, and it’s time to ask for votes again. Anyway, if you don’t ask for your votes, you are also drunk if you don’t vote! ~~~o((≧▽≦o)
(End of chapter)