Chapter 33 Sales to President Cao
Life can really get better and better because of coal!
There is no shortage of wood now, and clay is not short. With sufficient fuel, Wang Hou waved his hand and the mason in the mansion directly dug out several brick kilns in the mountains. The coal stove was burning hot, and large blue bricks were taken out.
As for cement, there is no shortage of limestone! It was one of the architectural materials in ancient times. In the Ming Dynasty, scholars and officials could recite "Lime Song" like Yu Qian. It can be seen that this thing is so common. One of the important ingredients in Roman cement, Volcanic ash Wanghou, does not have it now, but this thing can also be replaced by slags after iron smelting. Near the North City is the military supervisor of General Cao. The slags outside the door are piled into small hills, piles of randomly pulled.
However, there were no steel bars at this time, and building a house with bricks and cement was not strong enough. It could only solve the urgent problem. The two layers of bricks were stacked up for only about two meters, and the space inside the house was only a few square meters. The shoulders were next to the shoulders and could barely squeeze into the family of seven. As for the top of the head, the straw was supported as the roof with wooden poles, and the strong wind blew.
But at least it is a house that shelters the wind and rain, especially Wang Hou has fully demonstrated the characteristics of the royal palace. The low-rise houses that are so ugly are all installed on a kang. The cold wind is whistling outside, and a handful of coal is in the stove. The kang is sitting inside, and the butt is burned. He worked hard to dig coal all day. At night, he could sit on the hot kang and soak the hot water and eat pickled radish pieces. In this chaotic world where people eat people, it is already a great happiness.
However, happiness can only be a small group of people for the time being. In order to make the old people of their subordinates separate from the masses and be envied by others and prevent them from rebelling in the future, the first batch of houses will be lived in by the hometowns of twenty villages in each village. The remaining few buildings will be rewarded to more than a dozen families with the most active production, and the remaining more than 2,000 people will have to drill straw piles.
But at least there is hope, right?
However, in this month, a small hill had been picked out from the ground, but until now, Wang Hou still hadn't changed a stone of wheat.
Now Xu lacks winter fuel. When he first went to General Cao to get the coal mine, Wang Hou was ambitious and wanted to make a fortune. But when he really got this thing, he found that there were a lot of problems. No wonder it was not until the middle and late period of the Northern and Southern Dynasties that coal began to be used on a large scale. It was too difficult to ignite coal, and it was full of fireworks. The markets Wang Hou faced were all nobles and gentlemen! Do you understand this thing? When it burned black, it would be splattered with fireworks. Who would buy it?
Fortunately, Wang Hou stood on the shoulders of the giant time. When he was a child, his home was a kang building. In his memory, he burned yellow mud and fine coal noodles together. After the coal suffered a crushing defeat in the Xudu market, he devoted himself to thinking about coal cakes.
And now there have been breakthroughs!
The bright and gratifying high-quality coal blocks were now picked and abandoned, and all they used were coal ash. The yellow mud in the small river ditch on the hillside was mixed with several shovels and stirred continuously. A large piece of black mud was folded out on the side of the warm kang.
Then Wang Hou was not afraid of being dirty. With Wang Fu and Wang Tanzi and several mudders' eyes wide open, he personally squatted his arms and squatted beside the mud cake and played with the mud.
The experience of the two mud and water generals in the mansion has become more and more. Now they are about to upgrade to the level of Massite, Ma Site, according to Wang Hou's requirements, he will give him a lot of bricks with curved edges. The four bricks are combined together and it will be an irregular circle. Wang Fu, Wang Ganzi and Cao Hongjie stared at each other and reached out to grab the wet coal cakes. Wang Hou was buckled one by one in the middle of such large money bricks. After setting a piece, he also played with mud and played house as a candle. The buckled coal cakes were directly placed on the hot kang and baked. After working for a long time, the coal cakes put in were still wet, but the first one was already dry and hard. Then he carefully pulled down the wooden sticks that had just been inserted, and the transparent holes were densely arranged on the surface of the cake.
It was like holding a hot pancake, and he put the black pancake into the stove. A handful of straw was slammed over. Wang Hou's heart couldn't help but lift it up. It was the seventh and eighth day of the experiment. I had tried many recipes. If it didn't work this time, he would collapse.
However, today, the goddess of luck should have paid special attention to him, combined with a layer of baked black sawdust. The side of the straw began to light up within a few seconds. Then the entire coal block lit up a little red, and a hot flame ray was emitted in the stove.
Seeing this scene, Wang Hou was filled with mixed feelings and burst into tears. The 18th Honeycomb Coal No. 18 was considered a fucking success!
It’s good to burn but smoke-free. What’s more important is that it’s much cheaper than the snowflakes and charcoal made from firewood made from deep mountains. He has been in charge of housework all year round. Wang Fu knew very well how much the black thing is. He looked at the fire that was steaming in the fire in surprise. Then the old guy smiled all over his face, clasped his fists at Wang Hou, and was the first to flatter him.
"Congratulations to Master!"
He also straightened his waist, and Wang Hou himself hummed with a refreshed look.
"Let Wang Ni continue to burn such curved bricks for me! The more the better, and then let the elderly women who are not assigned to work come to join the nickel cakes, and do it according to this formula ratio! We also have to live a luxurious life of two steamed buns at a meal, one to throw one, two bowls of soy milk, and one to drink and one to pour one bowl, hahahaha!"
"Uh~~"
Seeing that his head of the family smiled to the sky and could see the back of his teeth, Wang Fu's old cheeks couldn't help but twitch.
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There are many people and great power. There are 4,000 people under his command. There are 400 strong men and 400 people. There are more than 400 strong men and 300 less than 60, and over 45 are still doing rough work to mine. 200 strong men are responsible for burning bricks and building kangs. More than 1,000 women are responsible for making honeycomb coal in the group. The remaining elderly women and children are helping everywhere. In less than a few days, there are fifty small, low and ugly houses and a large shed of honeycomb coal like a hill.
However, Wang Hou couldn't smile because of this. Now he has experienced the troubles of young Koreans in later generations.
I once read a report that Korean young people actually envy Chinese young people. Because in China, young people start their own businesses when they want to start a business, open milk tea shop when they want to open a small restaurant, open small restaurant when they want to open a small restaurant, and register it with the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. However, in South Korea, bibimbap has a monopoly of super chain stores, soup rice has a monopoly of super chain stores, and everything has a large consortium monopoly. The only freer one seems to be the only fried chicken shop, but it is still an industry with extremely fierce competition.
Now it is almost the same at the end of the Han Dynasty. A group of hypocrites from a large family shouted that Confucians were despised by businessmen, but in fact, these great gentry monopoly were the ones who monopolized business. This monopoly was so close that there was no shop on the surface. Xu Du's business activities were directly digested within the large family.
For example, the burned energy coal is located on the southern foot of Funiu Mountain closer to Xudu. It is a royal forest farm that Cao Cao has designated for Emperor Xian of Han. Naturally, the royal family cannot operate it himself, so it is operated by the Grand Tutor Dong Cheng and several royal relatives. Except for some private firewood-beating men who scattered into Xudu, the carbon fire supply in the entire city almost all came from the Dong family.
There is also the Wang family in Jinyang who just kicked him out of the house. They are not the boss of Shanxi coal now, but they are still the family that General Cao has to pay attention to. Relying on their advancing with the Southern Xiongnu tribes outside the Kouzi, the Wang family in Jinyang can almost monopolize 80% of the horses and animals transported from the grassland to the Central Plains.
There are also the Yang family of Hongnong, the Xun family of Yingchuan, and a large number of families monopolized the edges of the commercial corners. After Wang Hou made honeycomb coal, he was excited to open the side of his house to the North Street into a shop. He also specially transferred several beautiful young "waitresses" to sell it. After selling it for several days, he didn't even sell a piece of coal cake. When he found out from left and right, he was next to the north. The old mansion of Shaofu, Ding Yi, the head of Dahongnong Yang Feng, the former chief clerk of the warehouse, and Yang Xiu, who is now the censor, is also a member of the Yang family of Hongnong Yang. As for the east, the one in the east, it was not related to the Yang family of Hongnong. Wang Lang, the doctor of the Wang family of Jinyang who kicked him out. Although he was not the same as the general Wang Zifu, he still disliked him.
Then he is so damn it!
So he, a "big enterprise" with a 4,000-person "lizard gull, had to start his business in person.
It was the majestic hall of Mr. Cao and the towering three-story steps. However, when he saw Wang Hou lying underneath and his head was facing the ground and buttocks, Cao Cao was a little aesthetically exhausted when he saw him looking at it. He knocked his head with a headache and asked impatiently.
"Which land is you interested in again?"
"Return to the Prime Minister, there is an iron ore next to the 500 acres of forest you have given to you. My subordinates don't need land anymore. This time I am offering carbonite to solve the problem of insufficient fuel in the imperial capital!"
"Please move to the kang room!"
This is a problem. With patience, Cao Cao followed Wang Hou to the side room again. He watched him take out the carbon fire from the stove and fill two pieces of his honeycomb coal in. One piece of carbon fire ignited the honeycomb coal containing carbonized wood chips. Not to mention, such a large piece of thing exudes a bright red flame, which looks quite beautiful.
But for Mr. Cao, it’s enough to burn it. He didn’t care about how many technical bacteria it contained. He took a rough look and waved his hand casually.
"Thank you for your hard work in Wang Cangcao. In the future, the prime minister's mansion will use the charcoal from your mine, go down!"
"Prime Minister, there are still 30,000 soldiers in the Ba Mansion who are stocking outside the city, suffering from the cold. The carbide in Xiaguan Mine is absolutely sufficient, and it will continue to be there for a day. Please ask the Prime Minister to purchase carbide in Xiaguan Mine to warm the soldiers!"
Rubbing his hands, he looked like a profiteer, and Wang Hou was asking for help. It was probably the first time that someone had promoted him in his life. This time, Cao Cao was stunned for a few seconds, and then he pointed at his nose in a bit incredible way.
Chapter completed!