Qin Meng shook his figure and said solemnly: "Ah, this generation of county guards wants to tell the old man to return home. When he leaves, he always has to hand over his official duties, right?"
Guan Xiang was completely dumbfounded, the little boss, at first, felt like a black heart and cruel hands.
But after contacting for a period of time, I found that this little boss was very good at strategy and treated his subordinates with great care.
Special methods are used in extraordinary times. As long as they are officials, they are almost always available.
But if you do something out of the ordinary, you can correct it at the first time, and you don't push the out-of-standard thing to your subordinates. This is very valuable.
At the beginning, no one dared to talk to this little boss. But after being in contact for a long time, I found him very humorous. In a not very formal business environment, you can joke with him, and slowly, everyone likes the atmosphere very much.
The little boss often made surprising remarks, and Guan Xiangzao was accustomed to it, but today after hearing the words "return home", Guan Xiang still felt that the three views were ruined.
"My lord. You said that when you first came, you took off the official uniforms of Wuwei officials and hit the lowly men in the face. You forcibly assigned tasks to your subordinates and threw the ducks on the shelves, and you also endured the lowly. You are now What did you say? Return home? I really can't bear the humble job!"
Qin Meng smiled: "Oh? What's wrong with this?"
Guan Xiang grinned and said, "You dare to say that you return home? That humble job, and all the officials in Wuwei, have to dig a pit and bury it? So, do you know what it means to be always? I didn’t eat a few bowls of rice. Don’t dare to say anything! Here in the humble position, naturally I don’t dare to make irresponsible remarks to adults, but at the summit, hehe..."
It's very rare, Qin Meng is actually embarrassed.
"This is going to return home to the old man. There is indeed something wrong. Well, returning home from the sickness, is it all right?"
"This, this... My lord, why don't you think about it anymore? You are a big red man in the northern border of the Great Sui Dynasty. The humble servants also hope that the adults will rise up and follow the chickens and dogs to the sky. Returning from the sick? My lord, because What? Doing too much tired? Then tell the humblers, what is not human doing?"
Guan Xiang was a little excited, adjusted his emotions slightly and said, "My lord, being an official, sometimes it's a good thing to be tired. When there is no trouble, this official will be over."
Qin Meng bowed deeply at Guan Xiang, "Master Guan, Brother Guan, Qin took your kindness. It's not what you think, but I have my own difficulties. Okay, don't talk nonsense. , To help me draft a resignation letter, saying that I have recently been very ill, physically weak, embarrassed and overwhelmed, and plan to return to my hometown. Wuwei County holds a post and recommends Guan Xiang to fill my post. As for military affairs, Wei Da will act as an agent for the time being. How to arrange it, please Luo Shuai to decide."
Guan Xiang persuaded him for a long time, but it didn't help at all, so he had to write a resignation letter for Qin Meng's intention.
After the resignation letter was written, Qin Meng sent someone to Luofang, but he found Lin Kejun and discussed with her about border trade.
This is a strategic pattern that Qin Meng attaches great importance to. He is well aware that after the unstoppable rise of the Sui Dynasty, although the Northern Turks were declining at their own expense and could not pose an effective threat to the Central Plains dynasty, after all, the camel was a lean camel bigger than a horse. , Once the original changes. Still the most dangerous North Suffering.
Qin Meng knew that in a few years, Emperor Yang Jian of the Sui Dynasty would cross the Yangtze River, dominate the world, and the northern frontier. If the actual problems of Turks can be solved through trade and commerce, then the confrontation between each other will be much less.
Of course, fighting is definitely going to be fighting. Qin Meng hopes that after the establishment of a commerce and trade, the bloodshed can be minimized and one less person will die. This is a matter of immense merit.
Qin Meng is undoubtedly a strategic designer, and the specific circumstances require specific execution by a merchant family like Lin Kejun.
For professional matters, we must find professional talents to do it.
Lin Kejun was very happy to get along with Qin Meng. She wanted to meet every day and talked about things that Lin Kejun was very good at. She briefly talked about her experience of walking in the Western Regions of the Northern Territory for many years. It also lists some commodities that are in urgent need of peripherals and are very profitable.
Qin Meng had to sigh that in ancient times, the level of scientific and technological productivity in the Central Plains was low enough, but compared with the Western Regions in the North, it was simply a huge civilization gap ahead of an era.
Silk and iron products are things that cannot be produced outside the Central Plains.
As long as the goods can be placed here, the wealth is not enough to describe its huge profits.
Hemp fabrics and daily necessities are also popular items. Qin Meng can't even understand that some daily gadgets can be made by Turkic people, but he thinks that there is no layer of lacquer, and the price is different. The difference between cloud and mud.
Some small decorative objects, don't look at their value, don't underestimate the huge profits, often small objects of a few cents in the Central Plains. In the Turkic people, you can sell it for a few cents.
There are also many good things among the Turkic people, especially the medicinal materials that grow in the bitter cold places, which are not worth a lot of money from the Turkic people. They can be sold to the Central Plains, and a little processing is a hundredfold profit.
There are also dairy products and meat products. Central China is not without these things, but in terms of flavor and quantity, it pales in comparison with the Turkic people.
Qin Meng took down the things Lin Kejun mentioned one by one and sorted them out. Begin drafting a memorial report, hoping to establish several large-scale market-like business centers from Wuwei to Jinning Honghua.
For the sake of prudence, we will temporarily pilot it in the Wuwei area, rectify it, and then promote it.
Qin Meng devoted himself to the idea, and worked day and night.
When the memorial was written, Qin Meng was the first to call Lin Kejun, hoping that she could share this happiness.
However, Lin Kejun's expression was rather gloomy.
"Kejun, what's the matter? Could it be that what I did conflicted with your business?" Qin Meng's relationship with Lin Kejun got closer, so he called him by name. Seeing Lin Kejun gloomy, he laughed.
"Qin Meng, I'm going to leave. My father is just a daughter. I help the elderly take care of everything. Now that the autumn is getting stronger, the grains in Qinghe and Luoyang are in the warehouse. I, I have to go back and help." As Lin Kejun said, tears were already in his eyes.
Qin Meng sighed and patted Lin Kejun lightly: "Yes, living alive, loyalty and filial piety, what a thing. It's not as good as filial piety. Besides, the memorial performance I proposed should be able to be approved. Then, You prepared countless commodities and walked here. Didn’t we meet again?"
"But. This is going to be a few months, and we will meet again at the earliest, in the next spring."
Qin Meng thought for a while, and finally said what he said from the bottom of his heart: "If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the midst of each other?"
In a word, Lin Kejun completely melted, and she looked at Qin Meng madly, as if the whole person was in a dream.
Qin Meng was embarrassed by the look, and coughed slightly. Before Lin Kejun was awake, he patted her again: "Kejun, there is something, you have to help me take care of it."
Lin Kejun came back to his senses now, thinking about his gaffe just now, he blushed.
"You said." Lin Kejun had a thousand words, but it was these two words that popped out.
Qin Meng solemnly said: "Ke Jun, do you know gunpowder?"
"Gunpowder? What is this?"
Qin Meng's reaction to Lin Kejun is not surprising. There is no dispute about the origin of gunpowder, which originated in the Central Plains.
However, there is a huge controversy about the specific age of use and what Qin Meng has learned.
Some believe that it started in the Yin-Yang family during the Spring and Autumn Period, and discovered the gunpowder formula during the process of alchemy.
There is also a view that alchemy was all the rage in the Jin Dynasty. Only then did gunpowder appear.
However, according to the collection, it is the Sui and Tang Dynasties that can really clearly describe the gunpowder formula and use it.
Lin Kejun didn't know, indicating that this thing is not yet familiar to the public.
Qin Meng did not have the great ideal of making guns. It was too unrealistic. He needed an extremely mature and standardized industrial team, and it would take at least a hundred years to build such a team based on the productivity level at that time.
However, this did not affect Qin Meng's use of gunpowder for military purposes.
Lin Kejun didn't know gunpowder, it didn't matter, Qin Meng knew the formula.
"Saltpeter. Sulfur, these two things, you can see if you can get me some, the more the better, the price is not a problem, as long as it is shipped, I will pack them all."
Lin Kejun didn't know what Qin Meng was going to use this thing for, but her current idea was that what Qin Meng needed was what she would charge, and the price was no longer within the scope of consideration.
"Okay, I'll take it down, Qin Meng, I will leave immediately and use the relationship immediately to sweep all the supplies on the market. I will bring you things next spring." Lin Kejun took the paper and took notes. It turned out to be Just leave without stopping for a moment.
Qin Meng couldn't keep him. After all, when people go home and do their filial piety, you can't tell your father to wait, and stay with me for two days, right
After sending it over thirty miles outside the main city of Wuwei, Lin Kejun said: "Qin Meng, go back, send you a thousand miles away, you must say goodbye, you are right, if the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the dark? In addition, Xiao Yanyan is very pitiful, she will come to you again, don't you look at others, okay?"
Qin Meng couldn't answer this question for a while, but looking at Lin Kejun's very earnest gaze, his heart softened: "As long as she is not representative of the Turks, I will greet her with a smile, is this all right?"
Lin Kejun nodded comfortably, and then told Qin Meng for a long time before he reluctantly set off on the road.
Qin Meng Zhuma looked far away, looking at Lin Kejun and his party going away, with a sense of melancholy, full of sorrow.
When Qin Meng was sad, he suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes behind him, and a voice came from afar.
"My lord, my lord, hurry, run!"
Looking at the sound, it turned out that Li Ying was galloping with a horse.
"What's the panic? Look at you, is there anything like being an official? Demeanor, demeanor!" Qin Meng looked at Li Ying, panting, and couldn't help criticizing.
When Li Ying arrived in front of Qin Meng, he turned over and jumped off his horse, but he did not have the slightest etiquette to see his boss.
"My lord... Run, it's late... I'm afraid it's too late!" Li Ying breathed out. (End of this chapter)