Hua Wuxue's words were also what the little Luzonian wanted to ask, "If you want so much abaca, are you worth the shipping fee?"
"Sir, useful things are always worth it. When we don't have to use them, if the price of a hundred-foot rope increases several times, or even dozens of times, it is not a matter of freight. Moreover, the abaca or the fine part can also be knitted, so students think they need to purchase it."
Lu Qiyuan was very eloquent, and Bai Minghe nodded in praise.
This nod, in the eyes of others, was just agreeing.
Lu Qiyuan then turned around and asked formally: "I don't know how to set this price. How much do we want?"
"What is the price of five ships and one ship of coconut? If it is dried, double the price." Several chiefs thought about it over and over again. This thing also requires a lot of manpower. Whether it is chopping abaca, refining and replanting, drying, transportation, etc., it requires a lot of manpower, and it costs money to use manpower.
"It's settled." Bai Minghe didn't continue to negotiate at this price.
A boat of abaca must be coarse hemp. In the Ming Dynasty, it will be further subdivided and processed. A boat of a boat of 1,400 stones can be used, and ten tufts of fine linen cloth can be weaved. Bai Minghexin said that the processing technology of this abaca can have one percent of the fine fibers.
Lu Qiyuan breathed a long sigh of relief and finally got the main raw materials.
When I first entered the Port of Manila, Baiminghe asked someone to cut down a few plants and threw them on the boat. There were professional people there to calculate. Although the calculation results have not yet been released, according to the analysis of the remaining various hemp raw materials in the north of the Ming Dynasty, the price is very suitable. Baiminghe also said that this abaca is very good.
Prepare to go out to sea and return to Port Malani.
The white-name crane has been staying in Luzon for more than ten days. Every day, ships come and go, and there are thousands of slaves on the pier. There are also wooden houses specially built for the Ming Dynasty, and a huge house is also under construction. This will be the place where people with status in the Ming Dynasty came to the Manila Port.
What Bai Minghe didn't know was that he was wandering around Little Luzon. The Governor of the Eastern Factory of the Ming Dynasty had already arrived at the Port of Manila. He walked ashore and watched the thousands of slaves carrying coconuts on the boat, but he did not see Bai Minghe.
A Guangdong general who stayed here told Xing'an that Bai Minghe had gone to patrol the island.
"Wait, wait with peace of mind, he will always come back. Thank you very much." Xing'an's words were not slander. Bai Minghe must have had a big plan to patrol the island here. It seems that he did not run away in vain.
He didn't want to live on the boat or let the people of Luzon know their identity. He just greeted the Luzons in the Port of Manila as Liu Mingxuan. The people of Luzon just thought that a great manager of the fleet of Bai Minghe came and sent someone to send some fresh fruits and fish as gifts.
Xing'an moved into those wooden houses, but it had a different flavor.
"What are they all busy with?" Xing'an pointed to the other wooden houses, who were busy and were guarding the Ming soldiers, and asked where they were not allowed to get close.
Liu Mingxuan could naturally go there. He lit up his waist card, went in and asked, and quickly brought someone out.
Xing'an still has no identity. Jin Jie, introduced by Liu Mingxuan, said that this was a reliable person around Mr. Bai, and came to ask about the situation of doing things here.
The man looked excited.
First, he took out five or six things from white to brown from the box and placed them on the table, and then said, "Look, this hemp can reach up to 1 zhang, and the coarse hemp sea water outside will not be soaked. It is a first-class sea rope. And this white superfine linen, if carefully processed, is probably not worse than the coarse cotton cloth. It is a special fine linen. This is also the first special product selected by the Xingshouyuan."
I heard that it was the first one, Xing'an's eyes narrowed.
He knew that the people in the First Hospital of this industry were vicious, sharp-tongued, and tight-mouthed. Only the tribute-grade mat was given a second-class product. If they could say it was a special product, it would definitely be a good thing.
"We are still studying the process, so we can be softer!"
When I touched the fiber bundles, they were all the fine fibers in the heart of the petiole. It felt like I was touching the hair on a big dog. It was not very soft, but it was quite good.
"It's just a labor-intensive!" The old craftsman in charge of abaca was an old craftsman who had been weaving for 30 years. This hemp costs at least twice as much as the original one. But such good woven cloth is definitely at the same price. There will be no more than one tael of silver and three pieces or five pieces of linen price.
At least half of the price of cotton cloth is that a load of 100 taels of silver is definitely more than 100 taels of silver. A pair of special linen cloth also costs four taels of silver.
Xing'an almost blurted out and wanted to say a reward. But he swallowed the words back to his mouth. This was Bai Minghe's territory. It was not that he would hurt Bai Minghe's face if he had done too much, but that if he broke the rules, he would be afraid of chaos in the future.
"Can you stay this?" Xing'an asked.
"No, I'll go to the sample of the first hospital. You need to have Master Bai's souvenir to be released from the warehouse. This rule was ordered by Lord Yang from Guangdong. I'm afraid that something will be wandered out of the Gentiles. Please understand. The villain is really..."
"You are right to do things according to the rules." If Xing'an is rejected, Xing'an will definitely turn against him, but that sentence is afraid of being trapped in the Gentiles. Xing'an is definitely loyal to the Emperor of Ming Dynasty. In his opinion, all these good things are from the Emperor, so it is not wrong to protect them well.
After the craftsman left, a sword-wearing man came over and gave a kneel. Then he held his waist card in both hands.
"Get up and talk!"
"I don't know that the factory supervisor is here, and my subordinates are rude. Do you want to go to the stall here?"
"What is he busy with?" Xing'an asked.
"In recent days, many chiefs have come to this port, and they are the leaders of the tribes here. They bring a lot of goods, hoping that we will see if there is any value when we like it and are willing to trade. Once, Lord Bai asked, no matter what it is, the Xingshou Courtyard has been ordered again. In order to worry that people from foreign countries will be delivered to the inner courtyard of Xingshou Courtyard, the stall owner personally took people to stare at the east gate these days, and everyone entering and leaving had our people staring at them secretly."
"Since it's a serious matter, don't call him. I will rest here for a few days and wait for Bai Minghe to come back. Go!"
Xing'an waved his hand, and the foreman of the East Factory who was in charge of the alert saluted him and then stepped down.
The Dongchang is different from the Jinyiwei. The Jinyiwei is a regular army. The Dongchang has another system of duties. For example, Xing'an, Dongchang's Supervisor, and the fourth-rank position. But who dares to think that he is a fourth-rank official? There are large rank heads, equivalent to thousands of households. The rank heads are equivalent to hundreds of households. Further down, there are rank heads, leaders, officials, officers, and foreign soldiers. The foreign soldiers are also the origin of the name of the Dongchang's fan. They are the lowest-level soldiers.
Two days later, the white-known crane returned to the Port of Manila, with a spring breeze on his face.
As soon as he heard that Xing'an from the East Factory arrived, Bai Minghe was stunned on the spot. He speculated that the capital might send someone to deal with the major case of rebellion, but what Xing'an did in Manila, not to mention what he did extraordinary things.
If you think about it carefully, it’s nothing.
It must be impossible to escape. After Bai Minghe explained some things to do now, he immediately went to see Xing'an.
In the room resting in Xing'an, the white-name crane gave a long gift: "Xingdu is well."
"I am here to congratulate you. What do you want to give me as a gift!" Xing'an smiled and helped the Baiming He. The Baiming He said without considering it, "I have signed a gold mine here. I guess in the first few years I said there were at least fifty stones of gold a year, and I will pay the 500 dan of silk profits required every year."
Hahaha! Xing'an laughed loudly: "You white-known crane, you really didn't make the miscellaneous people feel sorry for you. The gold mine miscellaneous people don't want it, you..." Speaking of this, Xing'an narrowed his eyes. He originally wanted to ask the white-known crane to give this gold mine to Queen Mother Sun. But when he thought about it, fifty stones of gold was definitely not a small amount.
Moreover, when he was in Fuzhou, Lan Hai and Lu Han said that Bai Minghe was responsible for his words. He dared to say fifty chunks, but he was afraid that it would be as much as a hundred chunks. It would not be a good thing to give so much gold to Empress Dowager Sun. But Dongchang didn't dare to keep it. It was said that "Long Live" and "Long Live" would not care about such a gold mine.
The white-famous crane itself is a huge gold mine.
"Bai Minghe. Give this mine to Yu Qian!" Xing'an thought for a long time and thought that it was the most realistic thing to give to Yu Qian.
"Give it to the Ministry of War?" Bai Minghe was a little confused.
Xing'an shook his head: "Wrong, it's for Yu Qian. Yu Qian is a general governor, and he is one of the few governors admire him. If this foreign gold mine belongs to him, no one dares to touch his position as the Minister of War. Yu Qian's personality will not embezzle this gold mine. As for how to use it, it's a bit interesting!"
Bai Minghe looked like he suddenly realized, but the ginger was still so spicy.
There are naturally jealous people in the capital for a gold mine with an annual income of 500,000 taels of silver, but is Yu Qian easy to bully? And on the other hand, it also proved the reason for his attack on Luzon in disguise, and it is easy to explain to the side. There are still many gold mines here.
Thinking of this, Bai Minghe asked again: "Xingdu, I dare not say that there are gold mines everywhere. But the islands of all sizes here are probably not as many as the entire Ming Dynasty gold mines."
"Take it slow." Xing'an Pin's tea: "I'll teach you a trick. In the New Year, you can offer gifts to the palace and ask for ten or eight Earls of Hou. This will let the savages in the country see what the Ming Dynasty is."
"Gao!" Bai Minghe thought about this trick, but he couldn't implement it. Even if his tricks were more skillful than Xing'an, he had to put a high hat on Xing'an at this time. This is the way to be an official.
Xing'an signaled Baiminghe to sit down. He personally poured a cup of tea for Baiminghe, and then said, "Baiminghe, the family knows that long live to look forward to you. But there are also many people staring at you and causing trouble for you. The most trouble is that your piece is no longer fat, but a mountain of gold."
"I know!" Bai Minghe nodded silently.
"In Fuzhou, some people are touching your mind, and the families have advised them. But are they the only ones? If you kill a few, more people will touch your mind. Have you ever thought about it?" When Xing'an asked, Bai Minghe felt warm in his heart. This is really doing his own good for himself, but what he could say is that there are some extreme means that Bai Minghe dared not think about it. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!