Marx said: Capital comes to the world, and every pore from head to toe is permeated with blood and dirty things!

From January to March, Lu Shang, which traveled thousands of miles to Liaodong, and Xu Shang, and even the farthest Jingzhou merchants, have invested at least hundreds of millions of dollars in this frozen land, building shops, purchasing land, purchasing goods, and recruiting workers. In the past half winter, the population of Lianjiaocheng has increased to 110,000. The newly added street markets were filled with signs of floating sails, which was so lively that it was endless.

However, these investments require money. After all, no one's money is blown by the wind. If such a large investment is lost this time, then the next time Wang Hou wants to call on so many businessmen and tycoons to respond to his policy actions will become a fantasy.

Even in feudal society, it is not really the only one. If the interests of all parties cannot be met, these little brothers under their command may take out their knives to cut you down at any time!

So Wang Hou didn't even care about fighting, and even his wife didn't even care about compensation. Like the mayors in later generations, he was busy attracting investment.

He wants to make some big moves!

"Everyone, that's it!"

In March, the ice and snow inside the pass may have melted into sea water, but in this place outside the border, the mountains are still covered with snowflakes, and the sun shines on the semi-melt snowfield, making people's eyes hurt.

This place is quite far from Lianjiao City. It stretches eastward to Liaodong for more than 600 miles, and another 100 miles is Xiangping City, the old nest of Gongsun family. Among the winding terrain, Wang Hou's old trick is another. He sprinkles water in the middle of the road to form a thick ice road. He has been polished to a shiny place by the dog pulling a sledge. Standing on the huge sledgeha and wearing a bullshit hat, Wang Hou pointed forward with a excited voice.

Human resources are really worthy of respect. In the direction of his finger, it was cold and a huge hole was taken out in the strong mountains. Many locally hired coolies and those captured Goguryeo people who could not be surrendered. The Fuyu people were guarded by Qingzhou Army whips, pulling the heavy mine carts in and out. The cars were filled with big red stones.

This is also the reason why Wang Hou still forced the army to attack Xiangping City in the second Liaodong War. This place has a resounding name in later generations.

Anshan!

The Northeast is the earliest industrial base since the founding of the People's Republic of China. This place is the steel center of the old industrial base in Northeast China. There are two beautiful names: the steel capital and the jade capital! It is rich in Xiu jade, which is as green as fat as fat, and is only more precious than Hetian jade. A gentleman is better than jade. This thing is a shortage of goods in the eyes of those rich and elegant families in the Central Plains.

However, what Wang Hou even more attracted to was the high-quality iron ore here. In terms of iron ore quality, Anshan Mine, which can support the eldest son of the Republic of Steel, is much more tasteful than Taishan Iron ore.

Moreover, compared with jade, the market for steel is wider. Even the nomadic peoples who are grazeing and wandering around on the grasslands still need large iron pots to cook their milk skin and make milk tofu. In agriculture, who does not need a hoe to cultivate the land, does not need a sickle to weeding, does not need a kettle to boil water, and does not need a pot to cook rice and stir-fry?

In addition, in the war, the wars are raging these days, and armor and weapons are all in short supply!

Especially Anshan Zhao has excellent geographical advantages over Rizhao. It is close to Fushun, which is not far away, and is rich in coal mines that can provide fuel for the steel industry nearby. However, Rizhao City needs to transport raw materials from the Taishan Army thousands of miles away.

Moreover, for Wang Hou, the political significance is particularly important. Now his relationship with President Cao is declining. When Qingzhou is unknown, President Cao has to take it back. Before that, he has to race against time to build a second steel center, and it is a steel center that is enough to support his hegemony.

That's it!

There are really no eternal friends, only eternal interests. A few years ago, in the three counties of Qi State, Wang Hou fought to the death and fought against each other, and fought against each other's bloody Qi family. As long as they were not exterminated, it was amazing. Now they are basically standing behind Wang Hou.

The Chen family in Xuzhou and Zhong family in Yingchuan were also among the top tyrants in the Han Empire. As Wang Hou got off the sled with enthusiasm, they followed one after another, wore a big fur hat on the top of his head and wandered up the hillside.

In half a month, there was already a lot of iron ore excavated. He led these "investors" to the mineral pile. Wang Hou buzzed and pulled out the steel knife he wore. He didn't feel sorry for slashing the red iron ore, and saw a series of sparks popping out of the ore.

Looking at the taste of the ore, several family managers who knew the goods couldn't help but nodded heavily, and the rest of them followed the fun and pretended to understand and shook their heads.

"There are more than a dozen iron-rich mines like this, and then to the north, the senior brother of the master Yu Ji also explored several coal mines. As long as these are developed, they will definitely become the largest coal mine and iron mine in the Han Empire!"

"You should know the profits of the steel trade!"

Just like the snake that incited Adam and Eve, Wang Hou said temptingly, the devilish voice made a large group of rich people's eyes shine. Nonsense. If he didn't make money by selling iron, Emperor Wu of Han would not have made a salt and iron sale to make up the money! And who doesn't know that Wang Hou's initial rise was to sell weapons in the steel field in Rizhao and become a home for war dealers.

But these are not the most important things. The most important thing is that Wang Hou is now interested in opening up this golden rice bowl!

I felt itchy and followed Wang Hou for a walk around the dark coal mine. After two days of wandering in the mountains, a group of rich grandsons followed Wang Hou out of the mountain with saliva and returned to Xinchang County, located on the edge of Liaodong Avenue at the middle of the Qianshan Mountains.

There is a proverb in the Northeast that roe deer beats a stick and scoops fish, and pheasants fly into the rice pot! This is not a blow. There are more wild animals than people these days. In the center of the city, Wang Hou has just opened a new hotel in Shaxian. In order to entertain these wealthy grandchildren, dozens of chefs are busy like grandchildren. There are rows of pheasants hanging in the corridor, and two roe deer are peeling and picking meat on the chopping board. In the yard, the cold water helping the kitchen seems to be like they can't feel it. They use a knife to continuously scrape the hard scales of the big black stick caught by the Liaohe River, and their hands are frozen red.

The ill-fated capitalists who exploit the blood and sweat of the working people and are extravagant and debauchery!

Bowang Hou Zhang Qian set off the first wave of food revolution in the Han Empire, and Wang Hou set off the second wave. A few years ago, the banquets for wealthy families to entertain guests were either soup, barbecue, or sauce, but now it has become a world of stir-frying and stewing. On the table, stewed pheasant stewed vermicelli, braised black fish sticks, and stir-fried venison. The dishes were steaming and making people drool.

Unfortunately, no matter how delicious food is, it can't arouse the appetite of everyone. In the past two days, Wang Hou pretended to be mysterious and sucked his appetite. He sat on round tables. The eyes of these rich people fell on Wang Hou who was sitting in the main seat...

Wang Hou was so popular that he was embarrassed to eat and drink with oil stains. He hurriedly stuffed a pheasant leg into his mouth and turned into bones. He clapped his hands heavily, lowered his hands, and was still hungry. Zhuge Ying waved his little fingers and directed him. Several military men raised a huge map.

“Huh???”
Chapter completed!