Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 35 Sales to President Cao

The days can really get better and better, because of coal!

Now there is a shortage of wood, but there is no shortage of clay. With sufficient fuel, Wang Hou waved his hand, and the masons in the mansion directly dug out several brick kilns in the mountains. The coal stove was burning hot, and big green bricks were dug out. out.

As for cement, there is no shortage, limestone!In ancient times, it was one of the building materials. A scholar-bureaucrat like Yu Qian in the Ming Dynasty could recite "Lime Yin", which shows how common this thing is. One of the important ingredients in Roman cement, volcanic ash Wang Hou is indeed not available now, but this thing can also be used to make iron. Subsequent slag was replaced, and near Beicheng was Mr. Cao’s Ordnance Supervision, and the slag was piled up into a hill outside the gate, and piles were randomly pulled.

However, at this time there was no steel reinforcement, and the house was not strong enough to build a house with only bricks and cement. It could only be used as an urgent solution. Two layers of bricks are stacked up to only about two meters, and the space inside the house is only a few square meters. Shoulders to shoulders can barely squeeze. A family of seven entered. As for the roof above the head, wooden poles are used to support straw as a roof, and the strong wind will scream.

But at any rate, this is a shelter from the wind and rain, especially Wang Hou has brought out the characteristics of the palace to the fullest. The low-rise houses are as ugly as they are ugly, but they are all equipped with heated kangs. The cold wind was whistling, a handful of coal was put into the stove, and sitting on the kang inside burned my buttocks. I worked hard to mine coal all day, and at night I could sit on the hot kang soaking in hot water, eat steamed buns, and eat pickled radishes. In this troubled world where people eat people, it is already a great happiness.

However, happiness can only belong to a small group of people for the time being. In order to keep the village elders under him from the masses and be envied by others, and to prevent them from rebelling in the future, the first batch of houses is made up of 2000 villages per village. Live in the hometown first, and the remaining few buildings will be rewarded to the dozen or so households with the most active production. The remaining more than [-] people have to dig into the straw pile.

But anyway, there is hope, right?

However, in the past month, the black coal mountain has dug out a table of hills from the ground, but up to now, Wang Hou still has not exchanged for a stone of wheat.

Now Xu Du lacks fuel for the winter. When he approached Mr. Cao as a public relations officer to acquire this coal mine, Wang Hou was very ambitious and wanted to make a huge fortune.No wonder it was not until the middle and late period of the Northern and Southern Dynasties that coal began to be used on a large scale. It was too difficult to ignite coal, and once it was burned, it was full of smoke and fire. Wang Hou's market was all aristocrats and elegant people!Elegant people do not understand!As soon as this thing burns black and lights up, the fireworks will fly everywhere, who will buy it?
Fortunately, Wang Hou stood on the shoulders of the giant of time. When he was a child, his family lived in a kang building. In his memory, he often burned yellow mud and fine coal noodles together. After the lump coal suffered a fiasco in Xudu market , he was concentrating on briquettes again.

And now a breakthrough has been made!

The bright and pleasing large lumps of high-quality coal were picked and discarded to the side at this time. The coal ash that did not form into lumps was used, and this end was mixed with the yellow mud in the small river ditch halfway up the mountain, and a few shovels were used. With constant stirring, a large lump of black mud was formed on the edge of the warm kang.

Then Wang Hou was not afraid of getting dirty, and in the eyes of Wang Fu, Wang Ganzi and several plasterers, he squatted on the edge of the mud cake and played with the mud.

There have been a lot of bricks fired these days, and the experience of the two masons in the house has grown steadily. Now they are about to be upgraded to the level of Mason Master. According to Wang Hou's request, he will be given a lot less curved edges. Bricks, the four bricks together form an irregular circle. Under Wang Fu, Wang Ganzi and Cao Hongjie's big eyes, they stretched out their hands to grab the wet briquettes, and Wang Hou buckled them one by one in this In the middle of the big money bricks, after one piece was fastened, a wooden stick was inserted in the middle as a candle like playing with clay, and the fully buckled coal cakes were directly baked on the hot kang head. It was so busy for a long time After a while, the coal cakes put in last were still wet, but the first ones were already dry and hard, and the wooden sticks just inserted were carefully pulled out, and the transparent holes were densely arranged on the cake surface.

It was like holding a hot pancake, and when the black pancake was put into the stove, a handful of straw was thrown under it, and Wang Hou couldn't help but lift up his heart. This is already the seventh day of the experiment. It's not the eighth day, and I've tried countless recipes, if it doesn't work this time, he will collapse.

But this time, Goddess of Luck should have given him a special favor. After adding a layer of baked black sawdust, the side that touched the straw began to light up within a few seconds, and then the entire coal block became crystal clear. A burst of red lighted up, and a fiery fire glowed in the stove.

Seeing this scene, Wang Hou burst into tears with mixed feelings, Honeycomb No.18 is a fucking success!

It is easy to burn and smokeless, and more importantly, it is much cheaper than snowflake charcoal made of firewood from deep mountains.Presiding over the housework all the year round, Wang Fu knew too well how cost-effective this dark thing was. He looked at the scorching flames rising from the fire in amazement, and immediately the old man was all smiles, and he clasped his fist at Wang Hou, the first A slap in the face.

"Congratulations sir!"

He also straightened his waist, and Wang Hou himself hummed in a refreshed manner.

"Let Wang Ni continue to burn such arc-shaped bricks for me! The more the better, and then let the women and the elderly who have not been assigned work come over to make mud cakes, just follow this recipe ratio! We also have steamed buns for a meal for two , Eat one and throw one away, two bowls of soy milk, drink one bowl and pour another bowl of luxury life, hahahaha!"

"Uh~~"

Seeing his patriarch smiling up to the sky and seeing his back molars, Wang Fu's old cheeks couldn't help twitching.

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There are more people and more strength. There is a difference between 4000 and 400 people. There are more than 400 strong men plus 45 old men who are under 1000 and over [-] and do rough work to mine mines. Two hundred strong men are responsible for burning bricks. To build the kang, more than [-] women were in charge of making briquettes, and the rest of the elderly, women and children helped out with odd hands. In less than a few days, [-] more low, ugly, small houses and one The big shed is like a hill of briquettes.

However, Wang Hou couldn't laugh because of this. Now he has experienced the troubles of young Koreans in later generations.

I once read a report that Korean young people are actually very envious of Chinese young people, because in China, young people start a business if they want to start a business, open a milk tea shop if they want to open a milk tea shop, open a small restaurant if they want to open a small restaurant, register with the Industrial and Commercial Bureau That's fine, but in Korea, bibimbap is monopolized by super chain stores, soup rice is monopolized by super chain stores, and everything is monopolized by a large consortium. The only freer place seems to be fried chicken restaurants, but it is still an industry with fierce competition.

The end of the Han Dynasty is almost the same now. A group of hypocrites from big aristocratic families shouted that Confucianism is contemptuous of merchants, but in fact it is these big gentry who monopolize business. This monopoly is so tight that there are no shops even on the surface. Digested inside the big family.

For example, the energy coal burned here is located at the southern foot of Funiu Mountain, which is closer to Xudu, which is the royal forest farm designated by Cao Cao to Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty. Naturally, it is impossible for the royal family to manage it in person, so it is run by Taishi Dong Cheng and other relatives of the emperor. , and except for some folk woodcutters who were scattered and trafficked into Xudu, almost all the carbon fire supply in the whole city came from the Dong family.

There is also the Jinyang Wang family who just kicked him out of the house. They are not Shanxi coal bosses now, but they are still the family that Mr. Cao has to pay attention to. The family can almost monopolize [-]% of the horses and livestock transported from the grassland to the Central Plains.

There are also the Yang family of Hongnong, the Xun family of Yingchuan, and the He family. A large number of families have monopolized the corners of the business. After Wang Hou made honeycomb coal, he opened up the side of his house facing the North Street with great interest. The shop even dispatched a few beautiful young "waitresses" to sell it. After selling for several days, none of the briquettes were sold. After asking around, the neighboring mansion in the north was Shaofu Cheng. Ding Yi, the old man of Dahongnong Yang Feng, the one to the west is Qiancang Cao's chief bookkeeper, and Yang Xiu, who is now the censor, is also the Hongnong Yang family. It was Wang Lang, the Langzhong of the Jinyang Wang family who kicked him out directly. Although he was not in the same sect as General Pian Wang Zifu, he still didn't like him.

Then he is selling a fart!
As a result, Lizard Gull, a "big enterprise" with 4000 employees, had to start the business himself.

It was the majestic hall of Mr. Cao again, and the towering three steps, but seeing Wang Hou lying down with his head on the ground and his butt in the sky, Cao Cao felt a little tired of looking at it, and knocked on it with a headache. Knocking on the head, he asked impatiently.

"Which piece of land are you looking at again?"

"Returning to the Prime Minister, there is an iron mine beside the [-]-acre mountain forest that you have bestowed on me. I don't need the land anymore. This time, I will offer coal to solve the problem of insufficient fuel in the imperial capital!"

"The prime minister, please move to the kang room!"

This can be considered a problem, and Cao Cao, being patient, followed Wang Hou to the side room again, watching him take out the charcoal burning in the stove and fill in two pieces of his own briquette, A piece of carbon fire ignited the briquettes containing carbonized wood chips. Not to mention, such a big thing exudes a bright red flame, which looks quite beautiful.

It's just that for Mr. Cao, it's fine if it can be burned. He doesn't care how many technical bacteria it contains. He took a rough look and waved his hand casually.

"Wang Cangcao has worked hard. In the future, the burning of the Prime Minister's Mansion will use the coal from your mine. Go down!"

"Prime Minister, there are still [-] soldiers in the Overlord's Mansion outside the city, suffering from the bitter cold. The supply of coal from the Xiaguan Mine is absolutely sufficient, and it will continue throughout the day. The Prime Minister, please purchase the coal from the Xiaguan Mine to warm up the soldiers! "

Rubbing his hands together, he looked like a profiteer, and Wang Hou went all out to invite him.It is estimated that this is the first time in his life that someone sells it to him. This time, Cao Cao was stunned for a few seconds before pointing to his nose in disbelief.

"Wang Cangcao, you ask the truth for money?"

(End of this chapter)