If Duan Lun refuses to sell his cement, Li forgets that the theater planned by you can't be repaired anyway.
Li forgot to worry and immediately replied to Duan Lun's teasing: "Hey, Duan Shangshu, don't you just order mirage mud? You really should be a treasure? Besides, you can't cross the river and tear down the bridge. This mirage mud is still dedicated to the sage. The work department has got the secret recipe of mirage mud for nothing. Shouldn't you give me some mirage mud? What's more, I still spend a lot of copper money with the work department, but I don't take it for nothing."
Duan Lun blew his beard and glared: "Ziyou, how can you say? How precious the mirage mud is, but you took it to pave the way! Do you know how many fortresses and cities at the border are waiting for the mirage mud to be repaired and reinforced? How can you waste it for no reason?"
Li forget worry naturally clear, Duan Lun said is also the truth.
Since Li Er and others learned that cement is such a good thing, they thought of using it for the construction and reinforcement of city walls and fortresses at the first time.
Li Qieyou can understand the use of cement for military purposes, but it is also a business for him to build roads and theatres.
In the final analysis, the output of cement is too low.
Li forgot to worry, touched his nose and said with a smile, "if the output of mirage mud is insufficient, just increase the output. Why should Duan Shangshu embarrass my nephew? It's also of great use for my nephew to ask for mirage mud."
"Hum, it's easy for you to say. Mirage mud needs lime to be burned. Now the output of lime is insufficient. How can it be so easy to increase the output?"
After listening to Duan Lun's words, Li forget you can't help thinking of those unexplored lime mines in Huxian county.
Originally, he wanted to swallow the limestone mines alone, but he had a lot of chores, so he forgot about it.
Pondering over the troubles of his own mining, Li forget worry, a lazy man, simply gave up the idea.
It seems that we still have to take the old way, share with others, hand over those lime mines to others, and just wait for the income.
But in this deal, he doesn't want to share with Li Er.
Did Li Er ask him to sell the lime to the Ministry of work? Didn't he take money out of his pocket?
Li forgets to worry about it. It would be better if he didn't take care of Cheng Yaojin's old hooligans.
Qin Qiong, Yuchi Jingde and Chai Shao can also get a share.
Anyway, there are many lime mines in Guanzhong road. I can partner with a government.
At the thought that all the leaders of the Tang Dynasty are their own partners, Li forgot to worry and couldn't help laughing.
Look who is not open-minded and dares to provoke himself in the future. Hou Junji, Zhang Liang and those five surnames and seven hopes dare not turn against a group of national leaders?
Li forgot to worry about this and couldn't help laughing. Duan Lun was surprised. He didn't understand why the boy was crazy.
After Li forgot his worries, he said positively, "Duan Shangshu, if you can get you a lot of lime, are you willing to buy it? You may open up to supply me with mirage mud at that time?"
Duan Lun couldn't help but pick up his eyebrows when he heard the speech: "Ziyou, that's true? If you really have a lot of lime, I can buy it at 50 Wen per stone, and how much you want! As for the mirage mud you want, as long as there is enough lime supply, naturally Ziyou worry about how much you want, or the previous price."
Li forgets to worry and pours. The old man is a good abacus.
This kind of pozzolan instead of cement is just calcined with lime and clay. There is no cost to remove lime at all.
Duan Lun, an old man, actually wants to collect his own lime for 50 Wen, burn it, and sell it to himself for 250 Wen. He really thinks of himself as a pit.
"Duan Shangshu Murphy thinks that my nephew can't calcine mirage mud? I'll sell you lime. When you calcine it, you'll sell it five times to my nephew. Isn't there a stupid word on my forehead?"
Li Wangyou said this, but let Dun Lun not let the old face red, and felt that he seemed to be a bit unkind.
"Ha ha, Ziyou, I was wrong just now. As long as you have enough lime supply, how much mirage mud you need, and the work department doesn't make you money, you can supply it at 60 Wen and one stone."
Li Qieyou nodded with satisfaction: "Duan Shangshu, we'll make a deal."
"Ziyou, when can you start supplying lime to the Ministry of work? I don't hide it from you. The sage has been urging the mirage mud to increase its output. Now the chaotang hall has seen the use of mirage mud, but it is in urgent need everywhere. Ziyou, you made this mirage mud, which is really a treasure that benefits the country and the people. Speaking of it, I have to thank Ziyou for being the Minister of the Ministry of work." Duan Lun has a kind smile and is very kind.
Li forgot to worry and turned his eyes silently. The old man Duan Lun said well. As a result, he wanted to get some cement from the Ministry of work. The old man blew his beard and glared and refused in every way, as if he had gone to his house to rob money.
Hearing that he could supply lime, he immediately changed his face, which made Li forget worry wonder whether the old man had learned the unique skill of Sichuan Opera.
Bah, Datang, from Li Er to these senior officials of the court, is not a good thing. I know how to bully him. He is an honest man with a bad face!
But whether Duan Lun or Wei Zheng, the grumpy sheep nose public, made Li forget his worries and feel very appetizing.
These lovely and hateful Datang bureaucrats!
"Duan Shangshu, the lime is not in a hurry. Hey hey, the mine hasn't been opened yet. It's mirage mud. My nephew is in urgent need. How about you give me a thousand stones first?"
When Duan Lun heard this, the smile on his face disappeared again and glared at Li forgetful worry: "Ziyou, did you come to tease me? You dare to say that there is a lime supply department before the mine is opened? Are you stupid to be an old man? How can you be fooled by you?"
Li forgot his worries and said nothing. How could the old man turn his face faster than turning a book?
"Duan Shangshu, how can I deceive you? A month later, my nephew promised that he could stably supply lime to the work department in a month."
"Seriously? How many?"
Li forgets to worry about how much lime can be produced by those lime mines. Later generations are mechanized mining. Datang depends on manpower, and he really can't guarantee the output.
"Well, I think tens of thousands of stones a month can still be guaranteed." Li forgot to worry and thought about it and replied.
Ten thousand stones, that is, five hundred tons.
It should be no problem to cooperate with Cheng Yaojin and open more lime mines at the same time?
"OK! I'll believe you once. Come on, clap your hands and swear. If I can't see lime in a month, don't blame me for going to the sage to judge."
Li forgot to worry very simply nodded, clapped hands with Duan Lun, and decided to supply lime in more than a month.
Duan Lun also called the officials of the Ministry of work and ordered Huxian Bo to allocate 1000 mirage mud for delivery if necessary.
After thanking Duan Lun again and again, Li forgot to worry and left the work department.
Seeing that it was getting late, Li forgot to worry. He estimated that he had no time to go back to Dingzhou village today, so he sent a trilogy back to report.
He said hello to Niu Wu, led a series of episodes, and killed the Duke of Lu with the mentality that the wind was rustling and the water was cold and the strong man would never return