Zhang Shicheng: "Gu loves your bird gun weapons very much. Tell me, what do you need Gu to do to sell this weapon to me in East Zhejiang?"

As the king of the richest area in the world, Zhang Shicheng is definitely rich and powerful now.

Therefore, he did not say those twists and turns, but looked at Liu Qifu, the Shandong envoy, and directly expressed such straightforward words.

"This..." Liu Qifu was stunned after hearing this. Then he lowered his head and thought for a while, and then he couldn't help but say word by word: "I always heard that Jiangnan is a hometown of fish and rice, so after going south, we wanted to buy grain from Jiangnan."

"Buy grain? How much do you plan to buy?"

"No more than 500,000 stones per year, and the shortest lasts for two years."

"No more than 500,000 yuan a year, lasting for two years. Haha, that's fine. Since that's the case, we will calculate it at the price of one tael of silver and three stones. As long as you can sell this bird gun to my East Zhejiang, it will be no problem for you to buy grain."

"Thank you, the king."

When Liu Qifu heard Zhang Shicheng say this, he achieved a goal in an instant and couldn't help but laugh.

However, seeing this, Yang Si behind Liu Qifu couldn't help but frown.

'Since Zhang Shicheng could offer a price of one tael of silver and three stones without hesitation, it is enough to prove that this price is not Zhang Shicheng's bottom line. Mr. Liu shouldn't have agreed so early, so the price can be further down!'

Thinking of this in my heart, Yang Si was not easy to interrupt and say anything. After all, Liu Qifu was the commander, and he was also the person in charge of negotiating with Zhang Shicheng.

Therefore, his words represent Mao Zhengliang. In this way, after saying the words in full view, there is no possibility of retrieval.

Therefore, Yang Si, as the deputy envoy, just frowned and sighed.

Anyway, Mao Zhengliang had already informed them of his bottom line. Even if Liu Qifu is not the kind of person who can be petty for the sake of interests, if Mao Zhengliang sets the bottom line, the result of the negotiation is acceptable for Shandong.

As a result, Yang Si did not make any other moves, but just lowered his head and stood behind Liu Qifu.

As for Liu Qifu, before he could speak, Zhang Shicheng, who was extremely eager to speak, could not help but continue asking: "Tell me, what else do you have to ask besides buying grain?

As long as you can do it, I will try my best to satisfy you."

Liu Qifu: "Apart from that, we have no other requirements. If there is, there is only the price and amount of the bird gun."

"Hahaha, very good. I like to talk to you straightforward northern men. Then you can talk about it now, what is the price of this bird gun and how much is the amount?"

"The price of a bird gun is forty taels of silver per car, and the amount is no more than three thousand cartons per year."

"Yeah!" Suddenly, Zhang Shicheng couldn't help but wrinkle, but Yang Si next to him was also stunned.

‘It seems that I really underestimate this Mr. Liu. Although this person is not the kind of petty person, he is not a honest person who has one thing to say and two things to say.

Haha, it seems that we can exceed the completion of this mission to Jiangnan.’

Thinking of this in my heart, my previous worries were wiped out.

However, compared to him, Zhang Shicheng's mood was not so good at this time. Because no matter the price or the amount, the price offered by Liu Qifu made him feel dissatisfied.

Although Zhang Shicheng is rich, he is not the false Taoist theory of "money is like dirt".

After working as a poor salt steward in the salt farm for half his life, Zhang Shicheng naturally knew the purchasing power of silver among the people. Forty taels of silver, even if it is used to create excellent iron armor, it is enough to create three pairs.

This means that the cost of purchasing three thousand bird guns from Shandong is enough to form an elite heavy infantry army of about 8,000 people in eastern Zhejiang.

But this is still secondary. More importantly, the amount of just three thousand can not satisfy Zhang Shicheng, who has more than 200,000 troops under the tent.

Two hundred and fifty thousand to three thousand, the equipment ratio this year is less than 80,000.

A mere three thousand bird guns are still in Zhang Shicheng's army. On average, one hundred households with a full quota can be assigned to one.

In this way, the mere three thousand bird guns did not improve Zhang Shicheng's overall strength. If it was thrown on the battlefield, it could only be used as a surprise weapon.

Therefore, after frowning and silent for a moment, Zhang Shicheng couldn't help but look at Liu Qifu and said, "The price of 30 taels per shot is barely acceptable. But the amount must be doubled."

"It's impossible!" Liu Qifu chose to refuse without thinking, "The production of bird guns is not large. It is already the limit of Shandong's sales of 3,000 shots to eastern Zhejiang every year.

As for the price, we can take a step back and make a thirty-five tael per shot, and we can agree."

"Thirty-five taels per shot, okay, this is no problem." Zhang Shicheng gritted his teeth and agreed: "I don't care if I am a few taels of silver. But the amount must be doubled. Damn it, 3,000 shots a year, and there are so many soldiers under the labor and capital. How do you divide it after buying it? "

It seems that for Zhang Shicheng, who is rich and powerful, he doesn't care about the difference between more than 10,000 taels of silver. What he really cares about is the amount of the bird gun, so he has always gritted his teeth.

However, this is true for him, and so is Liu Qifu, who is the commander of Shandong.

After all, when they found out that Mao Zhengliang had already set a hard indicator for them, the bird guns sold to East Zhejiang should not exceed 3,000 per year.

However, for the need for confidentiality, Shandong can produce only about 2,500 bird guns per month.

Therefore, for the Mao army, bird guns are also rare things that have just been popularized into front-line troops.

In this case, Mao Zhengliang's output for more than a month is already his limit. No matter how many, Mao Zhengliang's strength will be greatly affected.

Therefore, after a long argument with Liu Qifu, Liu Qifu refused to give in at all.

Under this situation, Zhang Shicheng naturally became a little annoyed.

"Anyway, it's a matter of no discussion, right? Well, since that's the case, Gu will not be a good person who can talk to you." Zhang Shicheng blushed directly, "Then Gu took back all the promises that Gu had just promised.

The bird gun matter cannot be discussed well, and the food matter is not discussed!"

"Uh, ah!" As soon as this said, Liu Qifu stared at him and was stunned. However, he didn't expect that Zhang Shicheng, as the king of the land, would have such a rebellious way.

So after reacting, Liu Qifu couldn't help but look at Zhang Shicheng and said, "King Cheng, how could you be so untrustworthy? You..."

Zhang Shicheng: "I won't talk about labor and capital, what can you do to me!"

He cursed, but left with a straight sleeve.
Chapter completed!