Take the warehouse back to the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 55 How about we build a cement factory together
Zhao Wen looked at Fan Zheng with a calm face, and asked, "What's the big deal about making money? What's the big deal about making money?"

Fan Zheng looked at the people in the hall, and it was obvious that he wanted Zhao Wen to drive these people out.

Zhao Wen looked at Fan Zheng and said with a smile, "They are all my confidantes, and they are worthy of trust. Brother Fan, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"Since they are all brother Zhao's cronies, then I'll just say it straight." Fan Zheng cleared his throat, looked at Zhao Wen, and said, "I heard that something called cement came out of this Longmen Fort?"

"Didn't I tell Brother Fan about this? You asked me before. My Longmen Fort is all made of cement, you know that too."

Zhao Wen didn't know what Fan Zheng was planning.

When repairing Longmen Fort before, Fan Zheng personally delivered things to himself. At that time, he even asked himself about the cement. How come it took so long and he forgot?

Fan Zheng nodded and said, "I know about this, but I didn't notice the value of it at the time. I've been staying at home these days, thinking about this issue all the time."

"Oh? Then what did Brother Fan come up with? How does this cement have anything to do with making money?" Zhao Wen looked at Fan Zheng and smiled.

Fan Zheng stood up and said anxiously: "My brother Zhao, do you really not understand what's going on here? There are several 10 taels of silver in here. My Lord Guard."

Zhao Wen was immediately confused by Fan Zheng, isn't this just broken cement?How come it has something to do with a few 10 taels of silver?There are many such things in later generations, and they may not be very valuable.

Zhao Wen didn't realize it for a while. This era is not an era of flooding cement in later generations, but an era of no cement at all.

Now this cement, to Zhao Wen, is like a hen that lays golden eggs.It's just that it was dark under the lamp, and Zhao Wen didn't notice it for a while.

Fan Zheng rushed to Zhao Wen's side and said, "Don't you ever think about selling cement?"

"Selling cement? Where do you start with this?" Zhao Wen still looked at Fan Zheng with a bewildered expression.

Don't people in this era use wood to build houses?Why would you need cement?
Fan Zheng looked at Zhao Wen like this, and thought to himself: "This Zhao Wen is usually excited like a monkey, why is he so stupid now?"

"My lord garrison, this cement is a good thing. Building a house is not only fast, but also cheap. Think about it, how many city walls on the nine sides need to be repaired? There are millions of taels of silver. However, the city wall is still the same. It’s not that the generals don’t want to build it, but that the construction of the city wall takes a long time, coupled with the destruction of the Tartars, and the problems with the materials they used, which led to The speed of construction is slow."

"Brother Zhao, think about it, if those who need to repair the city wall buy cement from us, think about it, how much potential is there in it? As long as the repair is done with cement, the city wall will not only be repaired quickly, but also cheap. How many city walls in the entire Nine Sides need to be repaired? How much money can we make from it? Haven't you really thought about this?
Moreover, this is only for repairing the city wall, which is not a lot of money.Selling to the people is called big money.After all, it is impossible to repair the city wall every year.In these two capitals and thirteen provinces, there are many rich people.Especially those Lianghuai salt merchants, whose houses are almost catching up with the imperial palace. "

Zhao Wen was taken aback. He looked at Fan Zheng and said anxiously, "You mean to sell to the imperial court? Is this possible? Besides, don't those salt merchants like gardens in Suzhou and houses built of wood? Why? Will you buy our cement?"

Fan Zheng looked at Zhao Wen who looked like an idiot, and slapped himself on the face. He hated the iron and said, "I have my own way of knowing whether the imperial court will buy our cement. My lord, who said that these salt merchants can't buy it?" Do you like our cement? Our cement is cheap, fire-resistant, and easy to process. My lord, think about it, would those salt merchants with huge fortunes worry about storing their money in wooden houses? Aren’t they afraid of fire? Besides, I heard from you before that this cement is better than the three-component clay, and it can perfectly bond the bricks and tiles together."

Fan Zheng stopped, heaved a sigh of relief, and said again: "Besides, in this current world, which family's son will not build a new house when he gets married? I have calculated an account, according to the usual method of building, One room, one courtyard, three houses, one kitchen, and one hall cost at least 50 taels of silver. But if cement is used? The price can be lowered by half. The construction period can also be reduced by half, which is another sum of money. Besides, the building materials used by the imperial court to repair the city walls are relatively expensive, but ours are cheap, so why don't the imperial court use them?"

Hearing Fan Zheng's nagging, Zhao Wen's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said, "Then you mean we sell cement?"

Seeing that Zhao Wen had finally recovered, Fan Zheng moved the chair directly in front of Zhao Wen and sat down.

"I see, the two of us can join forces and build a big factory together. You will be in charge of making cement, and I will be in charge of selling it. At that time, the money we earn will be shared equally. What do you think?"

"You are good, but I still have a question."

"what is the problem?"

Zhao Wen spread his hands together, and said helplessly: "I have no money, I want to build a factory, but my pockets are cleaner than my face, and I have no money. I have already spent all my money in repairing Longmen Fort. Including All the money you gave me before has been spent."

Fan Zheng laughed, and said: "I thought it was a big deal, it turned out to be money. You don't have to worry about this matter, I'll figure out a way about money. You just need to build a factory."

"That's not good?"

"If there's anything wrong, it's settled. I'll go back first and make some preparations first, so I won't bother Brother Zhao."

Fan Zheng stood up and hurried out.

"Oh, by the way, I brought you ten carts worth of food and supplies. It's a small gesture of my gratitude. Please accept it, Brother Zhao."

Fan Zheng walked to the door, turned around and said something, and then hurried out.

Zhao Wen sat on the chair, pouted, recalling the scene just now.

At this time, Zhao Daniu interjected: "My lord, since this cement is making so much money, why don't we do it alone?"

Li Xiaoying looked at Zhao Daniu's dazed look, chuckled, and said, "Daniu, you can think of things simply. First, we have no money, so how can we build a factory? Second, we have no way out. Cement is produced. Where to sell it? Thirdly, Big Brother Zhao was taken care of by Fan Zheng before, so it might not be appropriate to kick Fan Zheng away and go it alone at this time."

Zhao Wen stood up, hit Zhao Daniu on the forehead with a chestnut, and said, "You are not even as good as a girl, and you still want us to go it alone? Do you know the power of the Fan family in Xuanfu, Datong and the court?" ?Our strength is very weak now, although we have so many powerful firearms, we can't go head-to-head with these behemoths right now? The first thing we need to do now is to accumulate our strength."

"For us, the matter of the cement factory is the fastest way to accumulate strength. As long as we have money and guns in our hands, what are we afraid of?"

It's not that Fan Zheng never thought of snatching the cement formula and production method from Zhao Wen's hands, but after careful consideration, he decisively gave up this idea.

First of all, Zhao Wenzhan is not the frontier army who wanted nothing but a garrison with more than 100 soldiers in his hands.

Although the Fan family is not small in these nine areas, if they do this, they will inevitably be said to be too ugly.

Besides, among the entire Shanxi Merchants, there are six or seven other merchants whose strength is similar to that of the Fan family. If you force Zhao Wen to their side, the gain will outweigh the loss.

In addition, I heard that Zhao Wen has a strange firearm in his hand, and he can kill hundreds of Tartars with only three or four people.

Although there is a lot of water in it, it also proves that Zhao Wen has an unknown powerful force in his hands.

If he was pushed too fast, maybe he would dare to kill himself.

Fan Zheng would not deny that Zhao Wen dared to do this, after all, the then commander-in-chief Hou Shilu was beaten to death by this kid.And I'm nothing compared to a general soldier.

And, it looks good now.Throughout the Ming Dynasty, Zhao Wenhui made cement, and the cement factory invested money in it.And at the same time responsible for sales.In other words, except for Zhao Wen, whoever wanted to buy cement in the entire Ming Dynasty could only buy it from himself.

In this way, still worried about not making money?

(End of this chapter)