Ye Qing and Chen Juncai smiled at each other. The minerals mentioned by Lao Daoye were nothing more than gold, silver gambling stones, gems, trees and jade. The rest, like copper ore, iron ore and nickel ore, are worthless things and are not worth mining.

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In fact, it is not just Lao Dao Master who has this kind of thinking.

Chen Juncai refined high-quality nickel at the beginning. His first idea was to extract nickel on a large scale, and then use nickel to make one-yuan coins and dump them in China...

And that worthless Red Clay Mountain is what Ye Qing really wants.

Although Huoshi Mountain is very close to Mengguzhen Military Camp, it is more difficult to mine there than to get from Mandalay Nickel Mine.

Now the entire Kokang area has cut off traffic from Sister Mu.

The only transportation method is to ship nickel ore from Qingshui River Wharf and transport it along the Salwen River to Mengguzhen Wharf.

But because the army cannot get through, the risk factor for mining there has increased tenfold.

What's more, Ye Qing killed Peng San and Peng Dong, and has become enemies of the Peng Kokang Army.

In addition, there is also a Zhu family father in the old street market, and he also wants to eat his meat and peel him.

As for Chen Juncai, it's not much better.

He betrayed the Zhu family's father with the night hunter.

What drug lords and warlords hate the most is betrayal.

Once it falls into the hands of the Zhu Guoang Army, it will be impossible to escape from the corpse.

Ye Qing and Chen Juncai looked at Old Master Dao together...

Old Master Dao was frightened by the two of them and said in horror: "Why are you two looking at me like this?"

"Old Master Dao, do you want to make money or do you want to make a lot of money?"

"Think about it, so I've been thinking about whether it's true or false to build a timber market near Longyun Villa." Old Master Dao stared at his shiny old eyes and asked seriously.

"Let's not talk about the timber market first, let's talk about the Peng-type Kokang Army!"

"We Dai people have always relied on the mountain to eat, but our mountain has no other minerals, only trees..." Old Master Dao was very persistent. Ye Qing didn't give him a positive answer, and he would never follow him.

Ye Qing talks about something else.

"What wood do you have?" Chen Lu turned around and looked outside through the window. It was already late at night and she couldn't see anything.

But she knew that opposite Yingjiang was a continuous mountain and a borderless primeval forest.

"Teapen, red rosewood, yellow rosewood!"

Chen Lu couldn't help swallowing: "The three kinds of wood that Lao Dao said are sold by ton in Guangdong and Guangxi."

The old Master Dao rolled his eyes: "How much does it cost per ton!"

"I don't know very well, but the furniture made of rosewood is very expensive, and the furniture of Huanghuali is even more expensive..."

Ye Qing smiled and finished the fight: "Mu family white gloves, how much does it cost to buy your wood per ton?"

The old Master Dao glared at him, smoked, and said nothing.

The Mu Family White Gloves purchased their wood by squares, not by tons.

Teak, red rosewood and yellow rosewood are all dead. One teak is about two tons. The Mu family’s wood company only bought it for 4,000 yuan.

And the price they sold was probably more than 40,000...

But he would never tell Ye Qing about this kind of thing, that this kid's unhappy heart is not below the Mu family.

Seeing that the old Master Dao was holding him like a thief, Ye Qing smiled and said, "Let's talk about Huoshi Mountain."

Old Master Dao asked him to change the subject and asked slowly: "Tell me first, do you really want to build a timber market!"

"To be honest, I am the same as Chen Lu. I know that rosewood, teak and yellow rosewood are very expensive, but I don't know the specific price." Ye Qing carefully considered the words: "The most important thing is that we are different from the Mu family.

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"What's the difference!"

"Even if you purchase high-end wood, you have to go through formal channels." Ye Qing said seriously: "Although Jiegao Border Trade Zone is duty-free, it is only targeted at some agricultural and sideline products, such as red rosewood, teak and yellow rosewood, etc. High-end wood, I'm afraid it's also good.

High tariffs are required.”

The old master of Dao gave him a blank look: "Why would you impose high tariffs, why are you smuggling for trouble?"

"Old Master Dao, haven't you noticed that the smuggling business has become increasingly difficult in recent years?"

Old Master Dao was slightly stunned. It was not that the smuggling business was not easy to do, but that the border guards and anti-smuggling teams were getting stronger and stronger, but instead pushed the prices of high-end wood higher and higher.

In fact, it’s not just wood, gambling stones, and even white powder...

"Raily alone has a border with northern Myanmar with more than 100 kilometers. It can be said that smuggling is everywhere!" Ye Qing said seriously: "The large amount of tariff loss has also attracted the attention of the government, and the intensity of the crackdown will also be carried out in the future.

As the criminal law becomes bigger and heavier. If a business wants to last for a long time, the most important thing is to be formal and the taxes that should be paid are not bad!"

"Even if we pay the tariffs, we can't ship it!"

Ye Qing's face turned dark, and Old Master Dao talked about the cruel facts.

Although Daozhai is in northern Myanmar, they are not from Burmese. On the territory of Daozhai, the logged mountains and forests are stolen, and the precious wood is stolen.

Sister Mu Customs is the rope that ties his throat.

Entering the customs through normal routes is equivalent to sending your neck under the knife of Mujie Customs.

Moreover, even Ye Qing can’t help with such a thing.

Because although Mujie’s customs are in Mujie, the customs and Mujie three Xiong are not subordinate to each other. They are directly subordinate to the military government, and their military ranks are higher than those of Mujie three Xiong.

Teak, rosewood and yellow rosewood are also important materials exported by the military government to China, second only to gambling stones.

Therefore, it is impossible for the wood harvested in Daozhai to enter the country through normal channels.

The only way is to smuggle.

This is also one of the methods the Mu family can control them.

The smuggled wood is sold for bargaining prices.

Otherwise, once reported, the border guards and anti-smuggling teams will not only confiscate the smuggled wood, but will also hold the parties involved accountable for legal liability.

Once this consequence is caused, the entire Dai village will be affected.

"Can't you apply for a formal logging certificate?"

"You need to pay money to the military government, and you have to pay a lot of money to apply for a formal logging certificate!"

"What if the White Fox comes forward and build a timber company!"

The old master Dao looked at him with a strange look: "Let the white fox come forward and form a timber company. We cut down our own trees on our own territory. As a result, the white fox took away the big head. Why?"

Chen Lu laughed when she heard the old Dao Master’s logic.

Ye Qing thought for a while: "According to the old Dao Master, Baihu sent soldiers to kill Dao Village without leaving any other children. After flattening Dao Village, he formed a timber company and then made a lot of money."

"I.........."

"That's what Mr. Dao means!"

"After slaughtering the sword village, the white fox can't find so many skilled lumberjacks."

Ye Qing nodded: "That's right, then kill the Daozhai, kill the old Dao Master, kill Dao Zhen, kill all your lineage, and then other Dai people will be honest.

Lumberjacks. Moreover, they don’t even have to pay their wages…”
Chapter completed!