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 while, he whispered: "What do you want?"
Xiao Lingyue hasn't figured out how to make a cliché.
The middle-aged man continued, "You are here for the iron ore, right? Since you all want to do business, why not sit down and talk if you have anything to say, why bother such a big deal?"
"..." A subtle flashed in Xiao Lingyue's eyes.
The middle-aged man said again: "I know that since you have found this place, you must be determined to win the iron ore! I will not go around with you. You can just mention any conditions! Everything is easy to discuss!"
Xiao Lingyue: "..."
She suddenly understood.
This middle-aged man treated her and Zhan Beihan as the kind of person who came for the interests of the iron ore
It is commonly known as black eating black.
Xiao Lingyue's eyes turned and she followed the flow and said, "What are you going to discuss?"
The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "As long as you don't kill me, we'll be able to talk about the iron ore! How many goods do you want?"
"How much goods can you deliver?" Xiao Lingyue asked calmly.
Middle-aged man: "As long as there are enough manpower, there will definitely be tens of thousands of pounds per month!"
Xiao Lingyue narrowed her eyes slightly: "Are you tens of thousands of kilograms of fine iron?"
Zhan Beihan's eyes flashed with a cold light.
The middle-aged man was held hostage by the sword blade and could not move. He frowned and said, "How is this possible? It is naturally tens of thousands of kilograms of ore!"
Xiao Lingyue was a little disappointed and asked unwillingly: "Your goods are only ore, not iron tools?"
The middle-aged man frowned and said, "The conditions in our village are limited, so we only sell ore! We don't care about anything else."
Xiao Lingyue immediately understood.
This means that the iron ore business done by the bandit village is only responsible for mining and selling ore.
After the buyer gets the ore, he still has to find a way to smel out the iron tools himself. There is no such condition in the bandit village.
This is normal.
After all, smelting iron tools is also a technical job.
Professional furnaces and smelting workers are needed.
In the entire Northern Qin Dynasty, only the Ministry of Works of the Court had such conditions. It was impossible for the people to do it.
But even so, another problem arises again.
Xiao Lingyue said: "The weight of iron ore is extraordinary and it is difficult to transport. You can ship tens of thousands of kilograms every month. How can you send so much ore safely? Will it not be discovered by the court?"
The middle-aged man smiled proudly and said, "Our village has been doing iron ore business for several years, so there are naturally channels. Don't worry about this problem!"
Xiao Lingyue curled her lips and said, "Of course you have to ask clearly when doing business, otherwise no one will feel at ease. What is the channel you are talking about? Is there your helper in the court?
The middle-aged man said cunningly: "This is a matter in our village, so it's not convenient to say it!"
He glanced at the sword blade on his neck and said, "Since you are here to do business, this way... I'm afraid it will hurt your composure! Why don't you put down your weapons first and let's talk slowly?"
Xiao Lingyue was silent.
It is impossible to put it in.
She just followed the middle-aged man's misunderstanding and deliberately plagued his words.
If the middle-aged man discovered that she and Zhan Beihan were not here to do "business", I'm afraid this guy wouldn't say a word.
Xiao Lingyue's thoughts changed sharply and suddenly sneered, "Talk slowly? To put it nicely, I sent someone to discuss business in your village, but my people killed them indiscriminately, even an explanation.
No!"
Zhan Beihan: "..." He couldn't help but glance at her.
Which one is this sung?
Middle-aged men are even more puzzled: "When..." Popular " This chapter has been completed!