Empress Industrial Project

Chapter 65 Cooperation (Seventeen)
Han Qing listened to Qiao Yurong's words, his expression was a little startled, and he carefully looked at the blueprint in his hand, as if he couldn't believe whether he could make a lot of money as Qiao Yurong said, especially the things that Qiao Yurong said could make him warm ?

Is it better than silver carbon?

After all, Han Qing had never seen a modern industrial heater, so he was dubious and said, "How do I know if it's true or not?"

Qiao Yurong knew that she might not be able to marry Han Qing's trust just by relying on this piece of paper and empty words. After thinking about it, she said solemnly: "Han Qing, you give me two months. In a month's time, the king will definitely make a heating system, if not, then the king will be willing to voluntarily plead guilty and let Chen Wenfang and the people of the Northland dispose of it, how about it?"

As soon as these words came out, Han Qing looked at Qiao Yurong seriously with slightly raised eyebrows, probably never expecting that Qiao Yurong would make such a solemn promise.

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to make it?" Han Qing asked back.

Qiao Yurong smiled wryly: "This king has been forced to go to Liangshan, and there are not so many ways. I just hope that Brother Han Qing will buy it for the sake of the one-time fate between you and me, and the sincerity of this king. It’s okay to exchange those treasures of this king, or exchange them for food, even if I exchange my life for this king, this king is willing.”

Han Qing sneered: "I didn't expect that the Prince of Zhenbei would actually sacrifice his life for righteousness."

Qiao Yurong looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water: "Anyway, you and this group of people are hurting me. If you die sooner or later, you will always die. My king must die to be meaningful."

Han Qing didn't expect Qiao Yurong to be so lenient. Facing a boss who wanted to kill him, he could talk business with him so easily. He really underestimated him by not caring about death.

Compared with a few years ago, this little man has changed a lot.

Han Qing's double conspiracy like a bottomless abyss shone with complex light, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but he still nodded: "I can buy your treasures, I don't have that much cash on me."

Qiao Yurong hurriedly said: "Grain, grain is also fine, let's buy grain at the market price, and exchange all the money for grain, what do you think?"

According to the current market price of three Wen a catty of rice, one tael of silver can buy almost three hundred catties of rice, and one hundred catties of rice is equal to three taels of rice. She counted almost 20 dans of grain.

This is what she calculated too much.

With 60 dans of grain, the people in the entire Northland should be able to survive this winter.

This was what Qiao Yurong hoped for.

Han Qing stared at the eagerness on Qiao Yurong's face, and said: "You have to take the treasure for all of this, and it depends on how much your treasure is worth if you find someone to appraise it before you can calculate the money, but I can only tell you to hurry up as much as possible. The treasures are valuable, and more than [-] dans of grain need to be transferred from various commercial ports in Dazhou. Some of them are far away, and it may take two months to arrive in Beidi."

When Qiao Yurong heard this, she became excited all over her body: "Brother Han Qing, what do you mean, are you willing to buy my treasures?"

There was a faint radiance on Han Qing's thin face: "Could it be possible to see those refugees in the Northland die?"

You, a 'cruel lord', know things, so is it possible that he doesn't know?

(End of this chapter)