Chapter 110 Bulk Purchase
"I mean the bridge. We have stone crushers, sand crushers, cranes, etc., which can save a lot of manpower.
You build bridges based on the number of men and horses, but we are different.
We only need 30% of their silver to build a bridge.
Therefore, even if three bridges were built, it would only cost three or four million taels of silver.
We in the Tang family now have several thousand people, so we can handle all of them working at the same time." Tang Wen said.
"But the Divine Turtle Island does not belong to us." Ge Ziyun said.
"Haha, if it's not ours, we can make it ours.
Moreover, the Turtle Island is a deserted island, so it shouldn't cost much money to take it over.
Luo Yiwu, you should immediately arrange for someone to find out who the owner of the Turtle Island is?" Tang Wen said with a smile.
"Master, are we really going to build it?" Luo Yiwu was dumbfounded.
"Of course! This opportunity is rare. Once the tide rises, we will have to wait for who knows how many years." Tang Wen said.
"Okay, the master has made the decision, we will do it." Luo Yiwu said helplessly.
"We are worried that we won't be able to finish it all. By then, the three bridges will only be half built, which would be a shame," said Ge Ziyun.
"Master, I know these things. We won't touch anything we can't finish. Master, I never fight a battle without confidence, so you can rest assured." Tang Wen said.
In two days, Zhan Dongwen arranged people to determine the location of the bridge head, and then arranged a large number of people to level the land and set up tents.
Tang Wen traveled back to Yunhai City, but he did not stay there for long.
According to the gold price of that day, the 300,000 taels of gold brought back were sold for 3 billion yuan. After deducting miscellaneous items, there was still 2.6 billion yuan left.
The 1.8 billion was used to purchase 6 million taels of silver ingots, and the remaining 700 to 800 million was used to directly call Zhao Jiang over and instruct him to purchase a large amount of steel bars, cement, and some equipment for bridge construction.
Because the construction of three bridges was to start at the same time, Tang Wen had to purchase a batch of heavy trucks, forklifts, cranes, excavators, stone crushers, sand crushers and other equipment.
Tang Wen was not worried about operating these devices because, in the past seven or eight months, Zhan Dongwen, the head of the Construction Hall, had trained a group of experienced drivers.
These ancient people were all at the eighth or ninth level, and their skills were more flexible than those of modern people.
They are also stronger, and their endurance and stamina are beyond the reach of ordinary modern drivers.
Thanks to the literacy campaign of Gu Hanyan and others, some of these ancient people have bid farewell to illiteracy and can recognize more than 2,000 to 3,000 commonly used Chinese characters.
Therefore, I was able to understand these simple mechanical equipment operating instructions converted into seal script, and ten days had passed since I finished all this.
Next, Tang Wen entered the neighboring country of Afghanistan and purchased a batch of bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets in the underground arms market.
After all, if we place another order with Daito Joint National War Dragon Gate, it will definitely arouse their suspicion.
The goods from Afghanistan's underground arms black market are only slightly inferior to those from Zhanlongmen, but they come from Russia, a world military power.
There are even some high-end American products, which are said to have been abandoned after the US military withdrew.
This batch of goods is top-notch. After returning, Tang Wen went to Song Qingyang's knife company.
"Mr. Tang, we have conducted comprehensive chemical analysis and repeated experiments on the sword you sent us, and have produced several samples. Can you see if they meet your standards?" Song Qingyang took Tang Wen directly into the tool laboratory.
Tang Wen casually pulled out a knife and found that the workmanship even exceeded the level of the master craftsmen in Xuanwu City.
Probably due to the chrome polishing, the knife looks more delicate and beautiful, and it looks like a cold shadow.
As he exerted his strength, a three-inch long pale yellow blade energy emerged from the tip of the knife.
Tang Wen scratched the wooden table, and suddenly, a deep mark appeared, which was really three-quarters deep into the ground.
Song Qingyang was dumbfounded and said incoherently, "This... this knife is so sharp?"
"A sharp knife is one thing, but can you do it?" Tang Wen asked with a smile, pointing at the three-point mark in the soil.
"Of course that's impossible." Song Qingyang shook his head.
"This requires the support of inner energy. This sword is close to top-grade level, but it has not yet reached the top grade. It is only top-grade among mid-grade ones." Tang Wen said.
"Unfortunately, our company's capabilities are limited, and we are unable to fully test the ingredients of the top-grade sword you gave us. However, even so, the cost of making a sword of this level is quite high." Song Qingyang said.
"How much is one?" Tang Wen asked.
"Brother Tang, we are old friends, and you have brought a lot of profits to my company.
I won't hide it from you. If you want, it's 180,000.
After all, what it needs is aviation materials, all good materials, without any inferior materials mixed in.
Moreover, it requires hundreds of steps to complete, which is too complicated.
Otherwise, the sword will become useless." Song Qingyang said.
"Haha, 150,000 or so, don't bother with me." Tang Wen smiled.
"Brother, aren't you bargaining too hard? Fifteen thousand is not even enough to cover the cost." Song Qingyang said.
“It can only be said that your brother earns a little less, but I need a lot.
Moreover, we will continue to purchase in the future, which will cost hundreds of millions of dollars." Tang Wen said with a smile.
"How much do you want?" Song Qingyang asked.
"The first batch will be 5,000." Tang Wen said.
"If there are 5,000, then I will sell more at a small profit and make some hard-earned money. Forget it, we are old friends, so 150,000 is 150,000." Song Qingyang nodded with a painful look on his face.
"How long will it take to get it done?" Tang Wen asked.
"Brother, it's urgent. I'll ask the workers to work overtime day and night. We should be able to produce more than a hundred a day, and we should be able to finish it in a month." Song Qingyang said.
"Okay, I'll come to pick up the goods in a month." Tang Wen said.
After leaving the knife company, Tang Wencai called back the phone number of the Seventh Master Zhang Chongjing, who ran a martial arts school.
"Mr. Tang, you gave me a hard time looking for you. I called you but you were out of service area. Are you in seclusion again?" Zhang Chongjing said with a smile.
"I'm preparing medicine and don't want to be disturbed." Tang Wen replied.
"How many did you allocate?" Zhang Chongjing asked.
"Quite a few." Tang Wen said.
"That's great. My senior brother is here and he wants to see you." Zhang Chongjing said.
"Your senior brother?" Tang Wen was stunned.
"How about you come to my martial arts gym?" Zhang Chongjing asked.
"Okay, I'll be there right away." Tang Wen replied and took a taxi straight to the Qingcheng Martial Arts Hall.
After entering the martial arts hall, Tang Wen saw a middle-aged Taoist priest with a long and thin face. He was wearing a green Taoist robe, black thick-soled cloth shoes, and had a tuft of beard under his chin. He looked a bit like an immortal.
"Mr. Tang, this is my senior brother Wan Xingxing." Zhang Chongjing introduced Tang Wen as soon as he saw him come in.
"Hello, Taoist Priest." Tang Wen greeted him.
"Haha, heroes have always emerged from youth." Wan Yixing stroked his beard and stretched out his hand. Tang Wen certainly couldn't be rude, so he stretched out his hand and shook hands with him.
Suddenly I felt a pain in my hand. Damn! You actually want to test my skills?
Tang Wen silently reversed his grip and channeled all his strength into his five fingers. Suddenly, his five fingers clenched like iron claws.
"Hmm." Wan Yixing felt pain, but didn't dare to scream out loud, so he groaned in pain.
He was trying to quickly use his internal energy to capture Tang Wen, but Xing was only at the sixth level of perfection and was not as strong as Tang Wen.
As a result, he brought disgrace upon himself.
"Thank you for your advice." Wan Yixing knew that he had met a master and was afraid that his bones would be broken, so he said quickly.
"Hahaha, senior brother, you don't believe anything I say. Now you know that the young are to be feared?" Zhang Chongjing laughed, with a look of smugness on his face.
After all, it was always his senior brother who bullied him. It would be unfair for him to be unhappy when he saw his senior brother being humiliated today.
"Master, you will soon enter the fifth level. Not bad." Tang Wen smiled and let go of his hand.