Xiao Lingyue sneered: "Do you think you can hide the things you did from everyone?"
The middle-aged man's face turned blue and white.
After a long while, he whispered: "What do you want?"
Xiao Lingyue hasn't figured out how to phrase it yet.
The middle-aged man continued: "You are here for the iron mine, right? Since we all want to do business, why not sit down and talk about it? Why make such a fuss?"
"..." A subtle flash of light flashed in Xiao Lingyue's eyes.
The middle-aged man added: "I know that since you have found this place, you must be determined to get the iron mine! I won't beat around the bush with you. You can just ask for any conditions you have! Everything is easy to discuss!"
Xiao Lingyue: "..."
She suddenly understood.
This middle-aged man regarded her and Zhan Beihan as the kind of people who came here for the profit of iron ore.
It is also commonly known as black eating black.
Xiao Lingyue rolled her eyes and followed the trend: "How do you plan to discuss it?"
The middle-aged man hurriedly said: "As long as you don't kill me, we can talk about the iron ore! How much do you want?"
"How much goods can you deliver?" Xiao Lingyue asked calmly.
Middle-aged man: "As long as we have enough manpower, we can definitely have tens of thousands of pounds per month!"
Xiao Lingyue narrowed her eyes slightly: "Ten thousand kilograms of fine iron?"
A cold light flashed in Zhan Beihan's eyes.
The middle-aged man was held hostage by the sword and could not move. He frowned and said: "How is this possible? It is naturally tens of thousands of kilograms of ore!"
Xiao Lingyue felt a little disappointed and asked without giving up: "Doesn't your cargo only include ores, not ironware?"
The middle-aged man frowned and said: "The conditions in our village are limited, we only sell ore! We don't care about anything else."
Xiao Lingyue understood immediately.
This means that the iron ore business run by Bandit Village is only responsible for mining and selling ore.
After buyers get the ore, they have to find a way to smelt iron tools themselves. There are no such conditions in the bandit village.
This is normal.
After all, smelting iron is also a technical activity.
Professional furnace and smelter workers are needed.
In the entire Northern Qin Dynasty, only the Ministry of Industry of the imperial court had such conditions. The private sector could not achieve this.
But even so, another problem arises.
Xiao Lingyue said: "The weight of iron ore is extraordinary and difficult to transport. You can ship tens of thousands of kilograms every month. How can you send so much ore out safely? Will it not be discovered by the court?"
The middle-aged man smiled proudly and said: "Our village has been in the iron ore business for several years, so we naturally have channels. Don't worry about this problem!"
Xiao Lingyue raised her lips and said: "Of course you have to ask clearly when doing business, otherwise no one will be at ease. What channels do you mean? Do you have helpers in the imperial court?
The middle-aged man said slyly: "This is a matter in our village, so it's not convenient to talk about it!"
He glanced at the sword hanging on his neck and said: "Since we are here to do business, this look... I'm afraid it will hurt your temper! Why don't you put down your weapon first and we can talk slowly?"
Xiao Lingyue was silent.
It is impossible to let go.
She just followed the middle-aged man's misunderstanding and deliberately tricked him.
If a middle-aged man discovers that she and Zhan Beihan are not here for "business", I'm afraid this guy won't be able to say a word.
Xiao Lingyue's thoughts raced in her mind, and she suddenly sneered: "Talk slowly? That's nice to say. I sent people to your village to discuss business before, but your people killed them indiscriminately. I didn't even give an explanation."
No!"
Zhan Beihan: "..." He couldn't help but glance at her.
Which song is this sung from?
The middle-aged man was even more confused: "When..." Popular 『』 This chapter has been completed!