has invested in two successively, after Mr. Cao's tyrant business suffered a small loss, Wang Hou can be regarded as seeing some profits in the second farm tool business.

In the last days of the Han Dynasty, in addition to the most valuable grain, iron tools have the highest gold content, after all, only cold weapons can ensure that you can eat the hot grain produced in your field safely, and the value of farm tools is secondary, without hoes, shovels, iron plows, you can't produce food, no matter how much land you have, you can only drink the northwest wind.

And compared with the inferior pig iron farm tools that broke last time, Wang Hou's steel farm tools are more sought-after in the market, and in front of these heavy iron guys, even Hongnong Yang, who has a deep holiday with him, can bow his head.

This is the former lieutenant Yang Biao, and the young servant Yang Xiu of his father's house not far from Wang Hou, a few big ox carts of the palace are sneakily parked there, and more than a dozen Wang poles are also like thieves, tiptoeing into the small back door that is only more than one person high, and when he comes out, he is carrying a box full of hard currency and silk brocade of this era.

After tossing back and forth for more than half an hour, several large trucks were cleaned, and a total of more than 20 boxes were carried out.

The transaction was completed, and the king pole was still like going back to count, and the door of the Yang Mansion was closed tightly like a plague god, and with a bang, his nose was sturdy and the big iron door came to a close contact, this time it was ruthless, and the big man who was more than one meter eight or nine was full of tears and squatted directly on the ground, for a long time, he came back with a hand of blood and sorrow, and hugged his fist at Wang Houyi, and hugged his fist in a simple voice.

"Sir! The deal is over! ”

This business is really profitable, now the whole society steel is inclined to the war, metal products are absolutely in demand, the Yang family has made a big investment, a total of 1,000 hoes, 500 steel shovels, and 10 steel ploughs, in exchange for more than 450 horses of silk, evenly divided, four hoes of about two catties for one silk.

Although it is not silk, according to today's Xudu market, a silk can also be exchanged for money, corn one stone or wheat one stone six or seven buckets, and converted to the capital, thanks to technology, the coal is dug by his own family, the mine is pryed on the mountain, Wang Hou paid only some black and white steamed buns, and the cost of ironmaking in a month can be 150 stone wheat to die.

300% profit!

It's just that watching his subordinates happily carrying cloth boxes to the carriage, Wang Hou was still a little unhappy, and he didn't have the heart to comfort his loyal servant.

Now he has a bad reputation in Xudu City, and he took his family all the way back to the alley, and just entered the door, Cao Hongjie was already in a hurry, and his little face was red with excitement, and he shouted hurriedly.

"Hurry up, hurry up! I've talked to Hong'er from Xiahou Mansion! Xiahou's Xizhuang also wants to buy hoes and shovels, at least a thousand! ”

It would have been a good thing to have business at the door, but her words just hit Wang Hou's pain point, and the pain was as if a large pile of silk had flown away from her eyes, her face twitched, and Wang Hou slapped her thigh sadly.

"My eldest lady! Out of stock! ”

It is no wonder that the ancient emperor repaired an imperial mausoleum and dug a big pit for a long time, laboring the people and losing money, hundreds of thousands of people went into battle with their arms, digging for a few years or more than ten years, in later generations, leveling a mountain, dynamite, and the excavator arched for a week is enough to change the landform, but in this era, it is necessary for workers to dig a small piece of chisel on the mountain.

The iron ore that Wang Hou found is not a rich iron ore, the natural ore that has been weathered and peeled off is used up for the first time, but fortunately there is a batch of strong new steel tools that can continue to be excavated, Rao is so, ninety-six strong men are dispatched to mine, and more than 10,000 kilograms of ore can be dug out in a month, which can smelt more than 2,000 kilograms of steel.

There is a market, and Cao Hongjie, an excellent salesman who is familiar with his face everywhere to run errands, but the production capacity can't keep up, and the saddest estimate in life is nothing more than this!

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In the afternoon, Barberry Valley.

Now Cao Hongjie has also become a frequent visitor to this dirty and messy small mine, I really don't know why her little girl's family loves to dance knives and guns so much, this Wang Yuanwang blacksmith is getting his wish, wielding a hammer and smashing a sword embryo, this girl is pointing fingers on the side, as if she is the master.

If you want to build an armor sword, it is estimated that the profit can be doubled several times, after all, Wang Hou stands on the shoulders of giants for more than a thousand years, what kind of earth-covered burning blade, what oil quenching method, what kind of carabiner armor, whatever one can be taken out to hang the weapons and armor of the same era, but I really don't dare to take it out.

Don't dare to raise the height of the product, and the scale Wang Hou didn't dare to increase it anymore, he brought back more than 4,000 old, weak, sick and disabled, and there were already a lot of scholars who looked at themselves unpleasantly in front of Mr. Cao. Although it is now the time for Mr. Cao to use himself, but the three of them become tigers, the most unreliable is the human heart, God knows which day and hour Mr. Cao was in a little unhappy, and his life was over again, don't you see how Han Fu and Yang Xiu died in history! Therefore, if you can stop Wang Hou, you have to stop as much as possible.

If it really doesn't work, then you can only be a little rich.

Listless, listening to the sound of tinkling iron, basking in the rare sunshine in winter, Wang Hou's slow eyes narrowed, and he was about to fall asleep in a daze, but at this time, a fierce sound of horses' hooves suddenly shook on the mountain road, and he didn't wait for Wang Hou to react! A burst of snow foam has been pounced on by the war horse, his face was completely drowsy by the cold, and he fell into the face Wang Houwei screamed that a dry land plucked onions and collapsed, and before he could angrily find this grave cooker to take revenge, turn over and dismount, Guo Jia had already rushed to the front of him excitedly, and reached out and grabbed him by the collar.

"Let's go! Come on! Don't you kid ask for a priest? Blessings have arrived! This time there is really a living immortal! ”

It was the first time that Guo Jia was so chattering and out of shape, Wang Hou hadn't reacted, he had been dragged to the side of the horse, pushed and got on the horse, and then this thing was like beating chicken blood, and he shook the reins of the horse violently in front of him, and the enthusiasm was like Yuan Shaojun to Xu Du, and he wanted to go out desperately, poor Wang Houjue didn't understand it, he pulled the reins of a horse, and the big tongue blown by the cold wind came out.

This is not over, I didn't wait to run far, and there was another coquettish reprimand behind him, and Wang Hou knew that there was such a lively thing! Cao Hongjie's girl definitely doesn't even want a big sword, and she has to follow up with great interest.

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Guo Jia's news is really well-informed, the place where the great god passed by was in Changshe, which was the place where Huangpu Songhuo attacked the main force of the Yellow Turban Army, and it was not close to Xu Du, so he took a few followers and rode wildly for more than half a day before he arrived.

But this trip is really worth it, originally experienced the war, has also declined in Changshe County, Wang Hou when the time, actually encountered a long time of people crowds, ten miles and eight townships of the villagers and county people all came, densely packed with at least tens of thousands of people, the burned dark Changshe County surrounded a flood, and crowded here is not only those rural fools, many scholars have embraced over. This Guo Jia is one of them, and he is also a typical one.

Looking at the crowd from afar, Wang Hou was so frightened that he smacked his tongue, pulled the reins of the horse and threw it to the side, and was about to drill into it.

"Brother Fengxiao, wait, this, what's going on? It can't be that the yellow turban thieves are making trouble again! ”

In later generations, sometimes relatives and friends can't believe it, and it is possible to take you to the pyramid scheme pit, although Guo Jia's evaluation is quite high in history, but a shiny thing can be smashed through for himself, and now Mr. Cao suddenly threw his robe and said that he was a woman, Wang Hou could believe it, and his mother said not to go to a crowded place, seeing that this group of villagers was squeezed in like a brainless fanatic fan who was rushing to the concert, Wang Hou hurriedly pulled Guo Jia's collar and asked.

"This is Yu Ji in the old immortal transit, when he did the "Taiping Sutra", but also dedicated to Emperor Shun, and now it is more than a hundred years old! It is recognized as a living immortal! You're relieved! ”

Pulling back the collar of his neck, Guo Jia shouted impatiently, but seeing that he was as virtuous as a fanatical fan of Ji Taimei, and his head was sharpened and drilled in, Wang Hou was even more uneasy.

It's a pity that he wants to retreat and go back, and he can't stand the lively Cao Hongjie behind him, seeing him like a bear blind Gu Yong Gu Yong is moving back, this girl still squeezes out his waste material with too many people, without asking a word, Cao Hongjie's small brain melon was directly on Wang Hou's back, and the bull pushed him straight and arched in.

"Oops! Don't push! I'm sorry to let it go, but my girlfriend is in a hurry to ask Ximai! Little girl, don't push it! Oops! I'm sorry, big brother! ”

Unable to stop the car, a cry of Wang Hou's sorrowful urging sounded, and the horse and the guards were thrown outside.

Not to mention, there is really a fairy wind in it, a long beard as a chest, the old Taoist priest with white hair sat cross-legged under the big locust tree at the gate of Changshe County, looking at the wrinkles on his face and this beard and white hair, the old guy is definitely not young, but this body is handsome, the waist is not hunched, the eyes are not flowery, the body bones are not thin, and the body size can catch up with the prime of life at the age of thirty or forty.

The boss's aura also has to be supported by the younger brothers, beside the old fairy, the two Dadao priests with dark hair, but they should also be a little old, are also meditating cross-legged, and a few little Daotongs who are more than ten years old or even a few years old are busy burning a big black cauldron, and the pot is constantly exuding a bitter taste.

The scene is still a scene of gods saving people, there is a young man lying on the cold ground, it is estimated that he has a disease such as wind chill, wrapped in a big sheet and blowing the cold wind and constantly swinging, the woman who is old on the side should be his mother, kneeling on the ground is also begging bitterly, seeing this scene, Guo Jia is very unsympathetic and excited, and shouted at Wang Hou.

"Blessing is coming, Yu Lao Immortal Shi Fu Water to save people, I only heard about it before, but now I can finally say it with my own eyes, when I am a big white!"

You're going to have to drink yourself like a fairy sooner or later!

Speechlessly, looking at the thousands of people crowded in front of him, staring at the white-bearded old man like a goose, Wang Hou's eyes also narrowed.