Chapter 40: Are You Rich?
"Anyway......" The old man felt that this was not a problem, anyway, they used scrap steel, even if they used new steel, it was also mixed, except for labor costs, it didn't seem to cost anything.
"No, grandpa, we must not do anything that we don't have money for." Xin Kun firmly interrupted this, she has no sense of security now, no money to collect, said that many people will come to them to do work without money in the future, this is absolutely intolerable.
"Kun'er!" The old man felt that his daughter-in-law must have taught her granddaughter badly. Although his son has many shortcomings, his son does not love money at all.
"I'll ask before I decide what to do." Xin Kun thought for a moment, firmly put down the drawings, and ran out.
"Kun'er!" The old man wanted to cover his face. But it didn't seem to make sense, so he had to follow him out.
"How much money can you get this time?" Xin Kun was discussing with Gu Hong how much money he could get. From his price, to determine the style of his knife. If it's simple, it's not impossible.
"You go and fight, I'll let my dad out." Guo Peng felt that his heart was broken somewhere, and said sullenly.
"Can your father give four thousand taels?" Xin Kun immediately looked at Guo Peng, the price she gave for the new knife was four thousand, and according to her drawings, she would get this price.
"Have you doubled their prices, five hundred for swords, two thousand for axes, and four thousand now?" Gu Hong jumped up, five hundred was the limit he could accept, otherwise, he wouldn't have asked the old man. As a result, the prince's axe cost 2,000 taels, and he thought at the time, what a robbery. As a result, now that his sword cost four thousand, he simply felt that the sky was dark.
"I can only sell drawings, a thousand taels, complete, and you can follow this in the future, and you can do as many as you want." She immediately looked at Gu Hong.
"It's really not expensive to sell drawings for 1,000 taels." The old man thought about it and was genuinely relieved. He also felt that it was not too expensive to buy his granddaughter's drawings for 1,000 taels.
"Okay, go fight, my father won't give it, I'll ask my mother for it." Guo Peng couldn't listen to it anymore, and now that he had gotten rid of the phrase 'dear', he wanted to know why he was so persistent in money.
"Master Gu, if you want to see the drawings, you won't feel expensive." The old man smiled and stretched out his hand to hand over the drawings.
"Grandpa, they didn't give money." Xin Kun screamed, don't these people know what intellectual property is?
Gu Hong covered his face, he felt that this little brother really loved money too much. He didn't know that if he went to Prince Ren's mansion, he wouldn't be short of money, so would he affect his image for such a little money?
"After the fight, the finished product will be like this." Xin Kun is a scholar, and she doesn't like to complicate things. I picked out the design that I drew at the beginning.
She put it on Guo Peng's table, Guo Peng stared at it with wide eyes, and Gu Hong stopped covering his face, rushed over to look, and after a while, both of them raised their heads, "Four thousand taels, it's done." ”
"IOU!" She smiled and immediately brought pen and ink paper, "Write six thousand taels, and you didn't give me the money for the axe." ”
"I'll write you 10,000 taels, can you help me fight one? Special, unique. Guo Peng immediately lowered his head and wrote an IOU, saying as he wrote.
"Don't you have a heavy sword?" Xin Kun felt that this person was not sick, and when he saw that others had it, he felt that he had to ask for it too.
However, looking at the IOU, the fool had already written ten thousand taels. Xin Kun couldn't help but reach out and take that into his hand, ten thousand taels! My mind is full of it, and I have to calculate it when I look back, and I can buy a suite in the capital for 10,000 taels of silver.
"But didn't you say that habits are important?" Guo Peng saw that she took away the IOU of 10,000 taels, and hurriedly smirked.
"Tell me, what are you used to?" She looked at the IOU and surrendered.
10,000 taels, she seems to have heard that the weights and measures from the Tang to the Qing Dynasty were relatively stable, and one tael was equal to 37.30 grams. She had bought sterling silver jewelry, which cost 3.7 yuan a gram. Then one tael is 138 yuan, and 10,000 taels of silver is 1.38 million yuan.
Originally, she was quite excited, but after it was counted as less than 1.5 million, she was discouraged.
It's only 1.38 million, and 1.38 million doesn't seem to be able to buy a house in the capital. Forget it, three weapons, one hundred and thirty thousand eight, is the price of a top master.
"I don't know." Guo Peng's eyes were bright, but soon, he dimmed again.
"Cheng, you just think, one day, as long as I am not as old as my grandfather, you have the right to let me give you a weapon of your dreams." She smiled at him, took the IOU, shook it at her grandfather, and put it in her arms.
"When will it be delivered?" Gu Hong looked at Xin Kun.
"It takes a lot of time for this to happen, and I collect so much money, but I am actually preparing for failure. The quenching process will be a bit complicated, and the pattern will have to be played by myself, which takes a long time. "She said, 'Look into my sincere eyes.'"
Of course, the rest of the people lowered their heads and went about their own business seriously, especially the craftsmen, who didn't want to say anything more about Xin Kun's ability to make money.
In fact, everyone was thinking about the same thing, that is, Gu Hong suspected that she had taken too little time to make an axe, and it was not worth two thousand taels, so this time, this one began to use such a long time to let Gu Hong know that this knife was worth four thousand taels.
"Then let's do it!" Gu Hong didn't care, anyway, Guo Peng said that he would let the prince pay, and now he only cares about when his knife will be in his hands.
"If you're fine, just practice first, take a handful of one meter...... No...... "She was desperately trying to calculate how many feet a meter was in her mind, and finally, she cut the long knife from the middle. Then he made a mark on it, "Here is the knife at the beginning, and this section is the handle." ”
"It's kind of like a saber!" Guo Peng looked at the picture.
"Because this is a horse chopping knife!" She glanced at Guo Peng, "It's just that I changed the form." ”
"Do you think he'll get used to the knife?" Guo Peng hesitated a little.
"Don't worry, I'll charge so much, of course I'm sure." She gave Guo Peng a roll of the eyes, "Your father is going to have a birthday, if you don't hurry, you won't be able to catch up." ”
Guo Peng returned to his workbench and worked honestly. And Xin Kun also began to prepare.
All the scrap, but there are two pieces of black steel. The four strips of scrap steel were beaten into thin strips and twisted into a thick twist. Break them into four sections from the middle, then into thin strips, and re-twist them into a new twist.
An afternoon of forging, and finally, a quaint long strip of steel with forging marks.
But that's where the craftsmen stopped, cooling the long strips of steel into Xin Kun's hands.
Xin Kun took a frustration knife and a ruler and made marks on the knife. She was doing it very carefully, and as she was doing, she would stop and take a bamboo skewer to record something.
"What are you doing?" Gu Hong was very concerned about how his horse chopping knife was.
"I'm designing!" She gave him a roll of the eyes.