Chapter 194: Meiji Restoration (10)
Chapter 194: Meiji Restoration (10)
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On the cherry trees in the yard, I don't know whether it is magpies or sparrows, chirping, and there are "dew" drops on the leaves, and the "dew" drops on the top are too heavy, and they will flow down, and if they are caught by another leaf, it will be like overturning a small basin of water, and the waves will turn down.
Huang Xuan was the only one living in the patio-like room, and he was still sleeping in a hazy way, and the sound of hurried footsteps sounded outside the door.
"Who is it?" Huang Xuan dizzy and drank a sip of water, leaving aside the blanket that he had casually covered his body last night.
"Mitsui Takashi took four other people with him." Lorraine replied quickly. In the era when there is no electronic information, it is also very troublesome to find out the identity of the other party.
"Looks like they're in a hurry." Huang Xuan tidied up the clothes on his body, sat lazily on the ground, leaned against the wall, and said, "Iwasaki didn't come?" ”
"Nope."
"What about the Fallen Shogun? There are no signs of departure. In front of Nengton, Lorraine did not waste energy and monitored day and night.
"The Fallen Shogun in Osaka is not ready to go, and there is no sign of a British cargo ship or a large production of guns and ammunition."
Huang Xuan nodded, Osaka is the largest industrial base in Japan except Edo, although there are few modern machinery now, but as long as there is not enough guns and ammunition here, the Shogunate Army can only rely on the British. If it were so unfortunate that a British ship came to Japan to sell arms, he could not say that he would sink it. According to Lorraine, sinking a 1,000-ton ironclad ship within 300 kilometers of Kyoto could require 300 million yuan of electricity, equivalent to the price of 40 Tomahawk cruise missiles. He was not prepared to do so until he had to.
Iwasaki is not yet as successful as he was after the Meiji Restoration, but in Osaka, or the Kanto region, his influence is already very large, and as the predecessor of the Chamber of Commerce, his Kurayashiki has developed very well, and his overall financial resources are only slightly inferior to those of the Mitsui family. As for the merchants who were politically inclined to the shogunate, they were now almost all in disarray. Huang Xuan was very skeptical that Iwasaki had established Mitsubishi by plundering the property of these shogunate merchants.
Ito Hirobumi stood behind Mitsui Takasui with his waist bent, and when Huang Xuan washed up and opened the door, he raised his head alertly, paying attention to the man who brought the latest technology to Japan.
This is a young and excessive Chinese, but unlike the Qing Dynasty people he often sees, not only hair, but more of a temperament, in his memory, only those proud foreigners, will have this kind of seemingly innate superiority, just like the inferiority complex of the widows of a small country in Japan.
Ito Hirofumi was still thinking in his heart, Mitsui Takasui had already started his routine greetings, although he was very anxious when he was outside the door, and he deliberately made a noise to wake up Huang Xuan, but when he sat in the room, he began to talk about the weather again, like an Obasan.
Huang Xuan responded casually, and waited until the waitress of the preparatory hotel brought tea and snacks, and Mitsui said as if awakened: "Lord Huang hasn't eaten breakfast yet?" I'm really sorry......."
"You haven't eaten either." Huang Xuan's words were full of ridicule.
Mitsui Wu said unconsciously: "I just ate a little when I went out." ”
"Let's eat together." Huang Xuan pushed the plate and said, "I didn't expect there to be Chinese-style meals here, and you may rarely eat them." ”
Mitsui smiled and said a few words casually. After gesturing with his eyes, Ito Hirobumi sat up straight, cleared his throat and said, "In the lower Ito Hirobumi, may I ask Lord Huang's drawing bid?" "Similar to the corporate culture of modern Japan, people with higher status rarely take the initiative to introduce people with lower status.
"1,000,000 taels of silver, we said that." Huang Xuan, who does not learn and has no skills, has not yet had the opportunity to hear about the daimyo of Ito Hirobumi, and with his learning style, it would be difficult to know about the Mitsui chaebol if it were not for the influence of his family and mother.
Ito Hirofumi smiled and said, "If Lord Huang wants to draw a complete drawing, I'm afraid it will take a long time." ”
The complete design drawings plus the instructions, even if they are copied, a person may use it for several months, and Huang Xuan has no long things, so the Japanese are naturally suspicious.
Huang Xuan pursed his lips and said, "As long as you can afford to pay, there are many drawings." ”
He really didn't brag.
It seems that today the Japanese are relying on Ito Hirobumi to negotiate, he laughed and stretched his mustache twice, brushed the clothes on his legs, did not dwell on the question of where the drawings came from, and said in Huang Xuan's words: "We really can't come up with so much money, but there is always 200,000 taels of silver." ”
Huang Xuan laughed, got up and wanted to leave, and said, "Then, there is nothing to talk about." ”
Mitsui Takashi hurriedly got up, stood at the door of the Japanese room, and said, "Lord Huang, although we can't come up with cash, we can use materials as collateral." ”
He didn't really want to raise the price, but just a statement.
Huang Xuan sat down again and said, "How many things can you take out as collateral?" He waved his hand again and said, "In another 10 days, Lord Li Hongzhang will come, if the transaction cannot be completed before then, there is no need to say it." ”
Huang Xuan said this, deliberately to appease the hearts of the Japanese, Ito Hirofumi said "sure enough", and then smiled at Huang Xuan: "Lord Huang, could it be that these drawings were originally intended to be given to us by the Qing Dynasty?" ”
He said this very tactfully, and Huang Xuan sneered: "Give it to you? It's almost the same to give it to North Korea. 800,000, a fixed price, if you don't want to talk about it anymore, then forget it. ”
"Lord Huang, you always have to let us see the drawings." Hirobumi Ito said in a round way.
With a sneer, Huang Xuan turned around and opened the large cabinet used to put the futon in the hotel. The full blueprints were suddenly poured out.
Yamao Yongsan hurriedly went to pick it up, but Huang Xuan didn't want to kneel and sit, so he leaned against the wooden wall with his legs crossed, and said, "There is almost one-fifth of it, and the rest will be talked about when I see the money." ”
Ito Hirofumi casually pulled over a drawing and looked at it, and said: "It always takes several years to build a steel mill, and if there is no one to guide you, it is easy to have problems, but Lord Huang has time." ”
"Nope." Huang Xuan knew that he wanted to lower the price, but in fact he didn't care about the price, his bottom line was 200,000 taels of silver, which was far less high than the Japanese imagined.
Hearing Huang Xuan follow his words, Ito Hirobumi immediately said: "Lord Huang, if there is no one to guide us, we will have to spend a lot of money to find foreigners, and in this way, our funds will be even more tight." ”
"Then don't buy it." Huang Xuan had already narrowed his eyes, looking like he didn't want to speak.
Hirofumi Ito and Mitsui Takasui looked at each other, the latter waved his hand, and finally said, "Lord Huang, last time you said that you wanted to buy some abalone to bring back, I don't know what kind of abalone you want?" ”
"What's there?"
"The best net abalone is the famous product of the Hanaya family, the best abalone is the Shihiratagoro family, and the best hemp abalone is the best from the Kumagai family, why don't you bring some of everything back?" Mitsui Takasui is very empathetic.
Huang Xuan didn't know that there were famous abalone drying experts, in fact, even in modern times, it was the Japanese who dried the best abalone, but the cooking had to go to Hong Kong.
"What's the price?"
"A pound of net abalone is 300 taels of silver, and the best abalone and hemp abalone are only 200 taels." The Jin he said was naturally Sima Jin.
300 taels of silver, according to the price of silver at this time, about 175 US dollars, conservative estimates, also about 500 US dollars, this price, in Guangzhou can only eat one head of fresh abalone.
Thinking of this price, Huang Xuan shuddered for a moment, secretly scolded himself for being unproductive, pretended not to wake up and rubbed his face, and said: "Then the remaining 600,000 taels of silver will be replaced by abalone." ”
Ito Hirofumi glanced at Mitsui and said with a sneer: "Lord Huang, not to mention whether there are so many abalones, 600,000 taels is too much, why not a total of 400,000 taels of silver?" He didn't dare to say 300,000 taels directly.
"You think about it slowly, these drawings can also be taken first, if you want, prepare abalone and silver now, 1 abalone will be calculated according to the price you said, the price of two abalone per catty will be divided by 4, and the price of three abalone will be divided by 16, and it will be calculated in turn." At this time, there was actually the concept of a few abalones, but the Japanese were not good at it, so they didn't eat much.
Ito Hirofumi was a little stunned, Huang Xuan had already moved out of the Japanese room, and said: "I'm going to go to Kyoto first, and when I come back in a few days, there are still half of the foreign gun production drawings in the other house, which is considered a deposit for you, and when I come back, I hope you can figure out how much to pay." ”
The living "sex" biobomb has just arrived, and it is said that His Majesty the Emperor was in Miyagi in Kyoto until the capital was moved, and if he had a bomb in his hand, he would have wasted a lot of energy if he didn't make a mess there.
As he spoke, he stretched his waist and walked out with Dian Wei, who was also yawning. Even if you are a hero, staying up late is sleepy.