Shen Lin didn't show off any more.
"Everyone, if we can't make weapons, then wrought iron farming tools won't be a problem, right?"
"Lao Qi, you can open a farm tool shop in the county."
"I provide you with five pig-iron farm tools and one wrought iron one, both virtual and actual."
"What do you think about making money from wrought iron, that is, refined iron farm tools?"
Hearing this, Wu Qi's whole body drooped down, looking like he couldn't cheer up.
"Master Qi understands that you are afraid that the fine iron will be lost and someone will search for it to make weapons. So why are you trying to make a false plan?"
"But you can't make any money...how much money, right?"
Shen Lin is a person from later generations. Even if he has never eaten pork, he has seen pigs running away. His business experience on paper is definitely a set of things!
"Are you stupid?"
"I'll give you a fine iron farm tool at a minimum price of one tael and five cents. You can sell it for two taels of silver."
"Although it is sold in limited quantities, does the shopkeeper you hired not even look at it?"
"You are a farmer, can't you tell?"
"For ordinary farmers, if they buy a fine iron farm tool and take it home, they are not allowed to treat it as a family heirloom?"
"Why are they willing to resell it?"
"How many farmers are there in Yangcheng County alone?"
"Is it tens of thousands?"
"Can't you open branches in other counties? Don't tell me that your Zhou family doesn't have the strength."
At this time, several people were very excited after hearing this.
Especially for Wu Qi, a pig iron farm tool can indeed earn less than a few cents, but the quantity cannot be guaranteed, and it can still be used as a cover.
On average, a fine iron farm tool can earn 500 cash.
Don't say anything else.
Just in Yangcheng County, it’s not difficult to buy a few thousand, right?
What about other counties?
It’s hard to say that the profit is tens of thousands of silver in one year.
Big business.
It is definitely a big business with huge profits and no risks.
Moreover, selling farm tools is not eye-catching.
What?
You said I have refined iron?
That stuff doesn't come easy.
Otherwise, how can my family sell limited quantities?
However, I secretly never limit the number of purchases.
Thus, Li Yi Ironmaking House established its first business.
It was settled happily.
A few days later, the first batch of three thousand kilograms of cement came out of the kiln.
Although the quality is only comparable to the defective products of later generations.
In this era, it is definitely a great artifact!
First build a wall to surround the two workshops.
Wu Qi is a good buddy and business partner.
He is more active than the Shen family in maintaining confidentiality.
These days, the iron smelting room has completed the production of loom accessories.
Dozens of original steel bars as thick as an arm and two feet long were also cast with molten iron.
The third uncle recruited more than fifty people from the village, all of whom were reliable farmers.
Under the guidance of Shen Lin, everyone began to pour five extra-large cement pillars.
Above, there is a cement tower built, which is comparable to a large house.
Similarly, steel bars are used as the bones and cement mortar is used as the body.
The weather is hot and it dries quickly.
Seven days later.
A huge cement tower with a top height of three feet stands in the backyard of Li's house.
This thing alarmed many people.
Across the wall, outside is the sparkling Lushui River.
Shen Zhonggui supervised two sets of tall water pumping trucks, which stood against the water tower.
Give an order.
The bolts and pillars drove two strong oxen to pull the large winch lying horizontally.
The vertical transmission shaft drives a smaller gear on the top.
"Quack!"
The direction has also changed.
The solid wood shelf outside is three feet high.
More than a dozen dendrobiums began to lift water up and down.
"Crash!"
The clear river water was pumped up and flowed along the flume to the water tower next door.
Inside and outside the wall, not only the village chiefs of the four villages came.
There was a huge crowd of villagers watching the fun.
God, is this too awesome?
Look at the flow rate of that sink.
A water tanker can pump more than an acre of land for a quarter of an hour.
The village chiefs no longer had any doubts about Shen Lin's bold words that day.
It is no exaggeration to say that I am so impressed!
Shen Zhongping made the decision on the spot.
"Chief, this animal-powered waterwheel has raised the water level by a full three feet!"
"Our village must be built vigorously, and there will be eight out of ten buildings!"
"Yeah, let's build the canals and open up wasteland immediately!"
"I can't guarantee it for other old men. Let's try to plant tens of thousands of acres of winter wheat!"
A group of villagers in Lushui River were boiling.
In the village, in addition to one hundred acres of public land, thousands of acres of private land left by Yang Chengliang now belong to the main line of the Shen family.
The combined land of each of our households is less than 2,000 acres!
According to the village chief, he wants to open more than 7,000 acres?
Isn’t it? One person can be allocated six or seven acres of new land?
Three years of tax exemption and no shortage of water.
Even if the yield per mu is six to seven bushels.
That is also a great income.
This is equivalent to giving everyone four to five thousand taels of silver!
Every family has a share.
It’s available every year!
And we are just trying our best.
What we lack most is cheap strength.
Will we still be hungry in the days to come?
"Long live the mayor!"
It's not just the villagers of Lushui River who are shouting.
All the people on both sides of the Lushui River were shouting.
Villagers in other villages naturally have their own village chiefs to make plans.
How could it be possible to fall behind?
Sincerely.
Without a hint of flattery or flattery.
You have done practical things for the people and brought them hope.
You are the Great Master Qingtian in their eyes.
Although, Shen Lin can also make money by selling cement.
Four village chiefs surrounded Shen Fugui and questioned him.
After learning that Shen Lin had authorized him to build a waterwheel at will, several people were completely relieved.
One or two silver a piece?
Don't be too cheap, okay?
This water pumping truck owned by Shen Lin.
It’s just that the gears are more complicated than the traditional waterwheel with fan blades.
It is indeed much cheaper.
However, gears and ropes are not durable.
I'm afraid it will have to be replaced once a year.
That's acceptable. Accessories can't be more expensive, right?
Anyway, Shen Zhonggui smiles so hard that his teeth cannot be seen.
He calculated that his carpentry workshop would be too busy for four people.
Do you want it?
How many more to recruit?
From now on, there will be business all year round.
How's Brother Lin doing?
If he eats meat and we drink soup, we will be full!
Mangshan Village is located deep in the mountains, with only a few hundred acres of land, which is pitifully small.
Liang Zizhong felt unhappy.
So envious!
But we are in Mang Mountain.
There are rocks everywhere, how can there be any space for cultivation?
Even if there is one, the water wheel cannot be erected?
Shen Lin found him with a stone.
"Old Liang, go back and look for it."
"I don't believe that the Mangshan Mountains, which stretch for hundreds of miles, don't have iron ore?"
"I'll charge you whatever you find. Who's buying it?"
"The starting price is ten cents per pound. The quality is good and the price can be increased."
Liang Zizhong wanted to cry instantly.
Happiness comes too quickly, okay?
"Li Chang, of course there is!"
"Seven or eight miles north of our village, there is a broken hilltop with no grass growing on it. There is iron ore in the open air!"
"But the road is difficult. In the past, no one was willing to carry it and sell it for money."
Shen Lin was very interested.
If he hadn't been busy with things at hand, he would have wanted to go into the mountain and inspect it himself.
"All over the top of the mountain? How's your taste?"
Liang Zizhong recalled: "It's not this gray, it's a little red and bright, and it's very hard."
"We tried it ourselves and wanted to make some hunting knives for farming tools, but we couldn't burn them!"
"Li Zhang, are you really willing to accept this?"
Reddish brown with brightness?
Could it be?
Chapter completed!