Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Establishment of the City
Ma Chongming was shocked in his heart, and then rejoiced, the two emotions collided together in his mind in vain, his face was unnaturally distorted, and he didn't care about the dirt and dirt of the pit, and his fat body jumped into the pit with agility, shouting one foot deep and one foot shallow: "Where is it?" Show me! "Ran over.
The two miners happily held a fist-sized white ore, covered with mud and stone ash from the depths of the pit, and brought it to Ma Chongming like a treasure, one of the older ones said overjoyedly: "I really didn't expect that there is a treasure buried in this poor ravine, it turns out that there is a huge silver ore vein under this layer of rock less than five feet deep underground, so many times before, it was stopped when it touched the rock, thinking that this mountain is a stone mountain, no one thinks of breaking the rock and exploring again, that counselor is really a god!" ”
Ma Chongming tried his best to suppress the ecstasy in his heart, stretched out his hand to take the ore slowly, took a few steps to the sun, and looked carefully through the afterglow, only to see that the ore was white all over, and the crystal clear silver crystals were shining in it, and there were black particles dotted among them, which were lead particles, which contained very little in the silver crystals, this is a high-grade silver and lead ore, a piece of ore weighing two catties, if it is handled properly, there is no problem at all in refining the silver ingots that are dissolved into seven or eight taels.
Ma Chongming's eyes became hot, he glanced at the deep pit and the tall mountain, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, in his eyes, this is not a dirt mountain, this is a gold mountain! It turns out that I've been guarding a mountain of gold to live, what a stupid. But it doesn't matter now, haha, these are Lao Tzu's, this is my territory, even the mountains are mine, Lao Tzu sent it!
"Chief, Lord Wang is still waiting for you to take the ore up there and take a look." A cold voice sounded inappropriately beside him, Ma Chongming's joyful emotions were suddenly startled, and he became displeased, and said in his heart, who the is this? Turning his head to look, half of his body cooled down again, and the person who spoke was Ma Xintian, this young man looked at himself with a cold face, looked at himself expressionlessly, pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife, and followed by a group of armor soldiers, standing in a row silently, blocking the exit of the mine.
Ma Chongming then remembered that this mine was opened by Wang Huan, and the people who comforted the envoy were outside, and the young local official had the final say on this silver mine.
The mood suddenly became complicated, and Ma Chongming responded: "Okay, okay, I'll go up." "But my heart is like a galloping horse, and seeing a huge amount of wealth being distributed to others in vain is as uncomfortable as a dead father.
Wang Huan sat steadily on the stone, without moving, as if it was a matter of course to dig out the ore veins from the mountain, his face was not shocked, compared with the smiling faces of the three of them, Chen Ergou and Xu Goudan were very calm.
Ma Chongming and Ma Xintian came to the bottom of the big stone sitting under Wang Huan's buttocks with a complicated expression, looked at the ore in his hand again and again, and reluctantly touched it for a long time, as if it was not a piece of ore, but a piece of gold, and finally Ma Xintian was impatient, urged loudly, and reluctantly handed the ore to Wang Huan.
"Counselor Wang, you are really a god in the sky, saying that if there is an ore, there will be an ore, which is simply turning stones into gold." Ma Chongming looked at Wang Huan carefully and looked at the ore carefully, and patted his ass.
Wang Huan smiled slightly, handed the ore to Zu Bian absently, and looked condescendingly at Ma Chongming, who was standing under the stone and a head shorter than himself who was sitting.
Ma Chongming is uncomfortable, as if he has a subordinate, tilting his head and listening to the fate of the official, in fact, in the administrative system of the Shizhu Propaganda Envoy, the status of the local leader is closely related to the size of his own power, there are more people under his hands, more money and more land, and the voice can speak louder in the lobby of the consolation envoy, otherwise, you have to follow the powerful head with his tail between his legs. This argument is just as valid in officialdom.
And Ma Chongming, although the grain business has done well over the years, but suffering from the endless war in Jiangnan and Huguang, the waterway out of Sichuan last year because Zhang Xianzhong entered Sichuan from Kuizhou Mansion, cut off his transportation road, this year basically there is not much bulk trading, cash in hand is getting tighter and tighter, originally Qin Liangyu attaches great importance to himself, relying on finance, and recently there are faint signs of not wanting to see himself, he is panicking.
At this time, he found that he seemed to be pressed by Wang Huan unconsciously, and suddenly became alert, it stands to reason that Wang Huan is just a counselor of the Propaganda Mission, although he is a clerk, but he is not higher than his own status, how can he be pressed by him?
So Ma Chongming straightened up and raised his head high.
The expression on his face and the movements on his body, Wang Huan had a full view, and instantly guessed what this fat man was thinking, and sighed secretly in his heart: Seeing the money, he hasn't seen the money yet, only seeing a piece of ore, this person's nature is exposed.
After thinking for a while, Wang Huan jumped off the stone, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the horsehead people, the silver ore has been dug up on your territory, and the minerals produced are usually shared by the Xuanfu envoy and you. ”
Ma Chongming had a fat face with a thick smile, and couldn't wait to ask: "Wang Shen agrees with the joy, but how to calculate the specific share of this benefit?" ”
He made up his mind in his heart, this territory is mine, no matter how you say it, you can't lose yourself, otherwise everyone won't want to mine here, although my Ma Chongming has fewer people under him, but there are also tens of thousands of local people, if he really wants to make a fuss, I don't recognize anyone, even Qin Liangyu is here.
Wang Huan replied with a smile: "Don't worry, Matou people, I will return the things found in the mineral vein to my stepmother, so that her old man will be happy and happy, as for the sharing of mineral profits, naturally I can't let you, the landlord, suffer, but it is also up to the stepmother to have the final say, why don't we go back to the stone pillar together tomorrow and talk about it in person?" ”
When Ma Chongming heard this, he felt that it was okay, this matter was important, and Qin Liangyu had to make an idea, so he said happily: "Okay, just do it!" ”
Ma Chongming transferred all his soldiers and surrounded the mountain tightly, and no one was allowed to enter, and those miners who built the mine built grass huts and shacks on the spot, and lived at the mouth of the mine, and could not go out, so as not to endanger the safety of the silver mine. Wang Huan also left a hundred soldiers brought by Ma Xintian as a mine protection force, living with the miners and guarding the mine closely.
The next day, several people quickly returned to Shizhu Tusi City, and reported to Qin Liangyu the news of the successful excavation of the Tubaozhai silver mine and the resettlement of the displaced people, Qin Liangyu was also surprised when he heard it, but he didn't expect Wang Huan to really do it, and his impression of Wang Huan in his heart improved a lot.
After Qin Liangyu's decision, the harvest of the silver mine, Ma Chongming can extract thirty percent, and the rest are all into the treasury of the Xuanfu Envoy, this proportion is not small, Ma Chongming is equal to sitting still can also make money every day, and in the future, he can live comfortably for the rest of his life without doing things every day, he is naturally very satisfied.
Qin Liangyu asked Wang Huan again: "Child, this silver mine is all made by your own efforts, and if you have any requirements, you can also put it forward." ”
Her original intention was that you have made great merit in this matter, solved the big problem of tight finances for Shizhu, and you should be rewarded, even if you want to divide shares like Ma Chongming, you can do it.
Qin Liangyu had a kind face, looking at Wang Huan's eyes softly, and he felt infinite emotion in his heart, only feeling that if his grandson Ma Wannian was as capable as Wang Huan, it would be good, but it was a pity that that kid only knew how to dance with guns and sticks every day, and he didn't know how to read at all, and he would be a martial artist in the future, and he would be useless.
However, as soon as Wang Huan spoke, she almost fell off her chair, and said in a lost voice: "Do you want to benefit from all the mines?" ”
"Yes, stepmother." Wang Huan stood calmly in the middle of the lobby, holding his hands behind his back, as if talking about a very small matter. "I will use all the output of the Tubaozhai silver mine in the early stage to buy grain and recruit troops, and then build a fort in the neutral city of Wanshou Valley, ten miles west of Tubaozhai, and build a city of displaced people."