In Yongyang Square, as the morning sun rises, a regular sound of iron hammering begins to be heard from this corner square of Chang'an City.

"clang!"

"nail!"

"clang!"

"nail!"

A workshop covering a large area is hidden in Yongchunfang.

"Tai Jin, I heard that you received an order for two thousand hoes the day before yesterday?"

Jinhua clasped his hands behind his back and arched his back slightly, regretting for a moment that he had not invested any money in his nephew's workshop.

Just at the beginning of last year, this workshop was just a small workshop with about ten people, relying solely on master Jintai and his apprentices to work hard and earn some hard-earned money.

However, when the Daming Palace was being built, Jintai Ironworks relied on high-quality iron nails and soon developed into a medium-sized workshop with nearly a hundred workers.

Although this workshop cannot be compared with the large workshops that rely on aristocratic families, as an ordinary citizen, starting from scratch, well, to be precise, he inherited his father's blacksmith shop. To be able to reach the scale it is today, Jin Tai should be regarded as eternal

There are successful people in Yangfang.

However, he never stopped moving forward.

"Second uncle, to be precise, there are two thousand hoes and two thousand shovels."

Although Mrs. Jin is already the boss of a workshop, she still likes to personally carry a big hammer from time to time, hit the red iron block a few times, and guide the helpers and apprentices in the workshop.

Jinhua looked at his nephew who was sweating profusely and couldn't help curling his lips. It was true that unlike a scholar like himself, he was too careless about his image.

"Is it really still the order given by Nanshan Construction Engineering? What's the price?"

"The money is okay, but the construction schedule is a little tight. No, I can't help but do it myself."

"Hey, my dear nephew, I have something to discuss with you again. What you said before about letting me invest some money to count as my share is still true, right?"

Jinhua swallowed his saliva. Although he was a little embarrassed to say it, he still said it after all.

"Second uncle, I am the only brother of yours, so what I have said will naturally count."

Jin Tai smiled honestly and did not refuse.

Although there is no shortage of money in the workshop now, it is not unacceptable for the second uncle to invest some money and give a token contribution as a sign of filial piety to the elders.

"Okay! My second uncle knows that you are the most filial person. Before, you said that if I invested ten guan of money, you could give me half of the share. Now if I invest 20 guan of money, you are going to give me 10% of the share, right?"

Jinta:……

Even someone as simple and honest as Jin Tai was stunned.

What was the situation last year and what was the size of the workshop?

What is the situation now and what is the scale of the workshop?

Just twenty dollars and you want a 10% share?

Judging from the situation this month, I can earn at least 300 yuan.

In other words, as long as there is even one member of Jintai Blacksmith Shop, they can share thirty thousand pounds of profits this month alone.

If Jinhua hadn't been his second uncle, even if someone else offered two hundred dollars, they might not be able to get even one percent of it.

But……

"Second Uncle, this workshop doesn't belong to me alone now. I still have to discuss it with everyone about joining."

…

In Chang'an City, there are many workshops that have been stimulated by the construction of cement roads, such as Jintai Blacksmith Shop.

Those who participated in the banquet organized by Wang Fugui and invested in the cement workshop have basically made their money back.

Seeing that a new round of cement road construction in the Tang Dynasty has begun, these people are working hard to expand their workshops. Some of them have long-term vision and have already built semicolons in important cities in the Tang Dynasty such as Luoyang and Taiyuan.

"Aguno, is Shopkeeper Wang really willing to purchase gravel from our workshop?"

Ever since Ayina suffered a big loss from hoarding granite slabs when building the Daming Palace the year before last, his vitality was seriously damaged, and he has not fully recovered even now.

Although several granite workshops could not sell out every single stone, but under the example of the Daming Palace, many noble families began to use concrete, and the demand for the stones was not as good as the previous month.

Seeing that so many mines were about to be smashed into his hands, Ayina was simply heartbroken.

I also went to produce gravel!

Don’t you believe that your own granite gravel can be worse than others?

"Chief, he really agreed. We can start transporting it to the construction site this afternoon. The price given is quite fair and there is no deliberate price reduction."

Aguno is obviously much older than before, but in this way, he looks a bit like a housekeeper.

"That's good! That's good! We will have a good relationship with Wang Fugui from now on. We should follow the footsteps of Prince Chu's Mansion. They eat meat, and we can just drink some soup."

Ayina is now completely afraid of the Prince of Chu's Mansion. The workshops in Chang'an City that work with the Prince of Chu's Mansion have all made a lot of money.

And those who tried to trick others like before ended up shooting themselves in the foot.

…

It is said that ducks are prophets when spring river water is warm.

For the construction of the cement road from Liangzhou to Chang'an, businessmen are the "ducks" in the river, responding to this change as quickly as possible.

"Ma Changshi, the land price in Liangzhou City has increased by 30% recently, and there are many more businesses coming from Guanzhong."

Mountbatten came to Ma Zhou with an excited face.

In Liangzhou city, if we want to say who has the most land, Northwest Trade dares to say that it is first, but no one dares to say that it is second.

The land price suddenly increased by 30%, which is equivalent to the value of the northwest trade rising invisibly, and the strength has become stronger.

"There is only so much land in the city. I think the market outside the city is more promising. During this period, if we can recruit enough manpower, we can build some simple yards there and sell them directly when the time comes.

, the money earned is much more than just selling land.”

Ma Zhou was thinking about what Li Kuan had ordered in a letter a while ago, and how to subsidize the shortfall caused by the construction of cement roads.

The land price in Liangzhou is not even one-tenth of that in Chang'an City.

If the construction of the cement road is completed, the land price will at least double, and even quadruple is not impossible.

"My subordinates understand. However, recruitment is a bit of a headache right now. It seems that CMA CGM needs to increase the frequency of the slave-catching team's activities. Otherwise, I really don't know where to get so many people for a while."

Mountbatten and Askar were good friends, and Daffy was Askar's son.

Mountbatten was also a member of the slave-catching team.

"I don't care what method you use to deceive and deceive. Anyway, the task ordered by the prince must be completed. The more people the better for the construction of this cement road."

Ma Zhou found that his heart was getting harder and harder.

There is no other way. To expand the scale and influence of northwest trade in places like the northwest frontier, it is impossible not to be hard-hearted.

"My subordinates understand that even if they lose all the members of the slave-catching team, they will do their best to cooperate with the construction of the cement road."

The more frequently the slave-catching team moves, the greater the damage to itself.

Moreover, in the past, there were some large-scale tribes where the slave-catching teams did not want to take action casually, but now it seems that they cannot control so much.
Chapter completed!