Speaking of which, whether it is a nine-border town like Ji Town or Liaodong, although they can cast nine-dragon cannons, continuous cannons, bowl-mouth cannons, etc., they really do not have the ability to make these blunderbuss themselves.

To put it bluntly, this can be regarded as a kind of restriction imposed by the imperial court on military towns, in order to prevent these border military towns from becoming powerful and threatening the central government.

Therefore, in the entire Ming Dynasty, apart from the Ordnance Bureau of the Ministry of Industry, the only department that could produce muskets was the War Bureau of the Inner Court.

With the guidance of Wang Bing, a time-traveler, and the research of Zhao Shizhen, the master of firearms, the flint-haired bird muskets currently produced by the Military Staff Bureau have reached an early stage in terms of safety and power.

It has far exceeded the Ordnance Bureau of the Ministry of Industry.

Therefore, after arousing Li Chengliang's greed, Wang Bing was not afraid that Li Chengliang would not take the bait, because he had no choice at all.

"Uncle Guo, although there are some iron frying stations in Liaodong, the fine iron handed over to the court alone costs more than 400,000 kilograms every year. The remaining iron is used by more than 20 guard stations in Liaodong.

Making armor, swords and guns. What’s more, with this little iron, we need to provide the people of Liaodong with daily utensils and agricultural tools, so there is really no excess."

"If we follow what Uncle Guo said, not only will the Liaodong Army have to go into battle with bare hands and shirtless to kill the enemy, but the common people may not even have an iron pot to cook with!"

When he saw that Wang Bing had the idea of ​​​​Liaodong Fine Iron, Li Chengliang suddenly looked embarrassed and started crying.

'If I hadn't had the exact source of the information, I might have believed your old fox's lies.'

Seeing Li Chengliang's superb acting skills that were comparable to those of a movie king, Wang Bing couldn't help but secretly curl his lips inwardly.

It turns out that the annual output of refined iron in Liaodong is not much different from what Li Chengliang said on the surface, but these are only the output of the iron frying stations in Liaodong.

In fact, the majority of Liaodong's iron smelting output was privately operated iron mines. And most of these private mines had some relationship with the generals and generals under Li Chengliang's account.

For this reason, he specially asked the 'female instructor' to investigate in secret, otherwise he would not be sure just based on Shuerhaqi's words.

"Hey, Mr. Li, I don't mean to tell secrets. What you are talking about is just a small portion of Liaodong's fine iron production. The Military Staff Bureau does not need much. It only needs 500,000 kilograms of fine iron every year, and then exchanges it for

The Liaodong Army has two thousand flintlock muskets."

Ignoring Li Chengliang's cry for poverty, Wang Bing smiled and directly raised the price and came up with a rough estimate.

"Half a million kilograms of fine iron is exchanged for two thousand flint-haired muskets? Two hundred and fifty kilograms of fine iron are exchanged for one blunderbuss. Uncle Guo, this is too shameful for you! And you just sold me out

Liaodong can’t get that much refined iron! No, no, it’s too much!”

Upon hearing Wang Bing's offer of 500,000 kilograms of fine iron in exchange for two thousand flint-haired bird muskets, Li Chengliang's head shook like a rattle.

"General Li, you can't say that. If you do the math, ten kilograms of ordinary fine iron can produce three kilograms of the fine iron used in this gun. Add in labor and charcoal fire, and the price is already very reasonable. If it weren't for the

For Brother Zunzu’s sake, a flintlock bird gun must be replaced with three hundred kilograms of refined iron.”

Seeing Li Chengliang's expression of pain, Wang Bing immediately broke up with him. In fact, Wang Bing deliberately changed the concept, replacing ten pounds of rough iron with three pounds of refined iron.

Ten pounds of ordinary refined iron yields three pounds of refined iron.

However, Li Chengliang, who was already shocked by the number when he heard Wang Bing mention 500,000 kilograms of fine iron, did not notice it.

"No, no, it's too much. The maximum is 200,000 kilograms. This is the limit I can squeeze out."

Ignoring Wang Bing's details, Li Chengliang's counteroffer was even more ruthless and he cut off most of it.

"General Li, even if I'm bargaining, you can't cut it like this, right? If you cut off most of it at once, you are much more ruthless than the general! In this way, looking at General Li's hard work in guarding one side, the general will not be able to do it again."

Fifty thousand jins less, 450,000 jins, no less!"

Seeing that Li Chengliang actually cut 500,000 yuan into 200,000 yuan, Wang Bing immediately gave up. This special bargaining was too severe.

"It's still too much, 250,000 jins, not even one more jin!"

"Forty thousand kilograms, I won't exchange for one kilogram less. You know, the Yulin Guards are about to expand their army and they are short of men!"

"Uncle Guo, look, I have given my grandson to Yu Linwei, plus that Shuerhaqi, how can he be worth one hundred thousand catties of fine iron? In this way, the fixed price is three hundred thousand catties, and then

I would rather use the old match-rope gun!"

In the end, with Li Zunzu's dumbfounded expression, Li Chengliang even traded his grandson for fine iron in order to get another 100,000 kilograms of price!

"grandfather……"

"Shut up!"

"Since General Li has said so, then let's just say 300,000 jins. At worst, His Majesty will complain about it when we go back, hehe!"

Wang Bing, who got a bargain but still sold the ride, suddenly showed an expression of having suffered a big loss.

Just like this, on the grassland outside the Great Wall, while the Yulin Guards were still dealing with the heads of the barbarian Tatars, Wang Bing and Li Chengliang, the largest military leader in Liaodong, had already reached a deal in a few words to exchange fine iron for bird guns.

"Third brother, two thousand flint-haired muskets killed my grandfather's three hundred thousand kilograms of fine iron. Isn't that too dark for you?"

While continuing to patrol along the Liaodong border wall, Li Zunzu couldn't help but have a dark look on his face when he saw Wang Bing's unstoppable smile on his face as a profiteer.

"I said, Lao Li, isn't this just so that everyone can have someone to take advantage of after the expansion of the Yulin Guards? Besides, 300,000 kilograms of fine iron, what does it mean to Liaodong? Believe it or not, if I use rifled guns

After another demonstration with Mr. Li, it will be a piece of cake to squeeze out another five hundred thousand kilograms of refined iron? Hahahaha!"

Indeed, judging from Wang Bing's knowledge of the private mines in Liaodong, it would not be difficult to double the output of these private mines if necessary.

"Third brother, tell me, if when we go back through Ji Town, Marshal Qi also likes this flint-haired bird gun, what will you give him in exchange for it? Hehehehehe!"

Li Zunzu, who was speechless after being refuted by Wang Bing's "profiteer" remarks, glanced at the Qi Panzong brothers and couldn't help but have a bad smile on his face, a typical "let's take it all together" look.

'What to exchange for it, of course it's a 'female instructor', hehe!'
Chapter completed!