Chapter 87 (2/2)

Super Chief Hermo 26990K 2022-07-22

As soon as these words came out, both major Hank and lieutenant Ferguson looked like hell.

They don't know these rumors. Only a few aristocrats can know about the Royal simmie. But looking at the attitude of the barbarian, he obviously knew these secrets.

Of course, Shi Xiong knows. In his previous life, as an associate researcher librarian working in a museum, he certainly knew some of the most basic Western history. As the most powerful sun setting empire on the planet hundreds of years ago, its history is the focus of the stone bear.

Major Hank and lieutenant Ferguson were completely defeated by stone bear's words. They didn't even have the idea to negotiate again.

This barbarian is a devil, otherwise how could he know so many things?

Seeing that the two men were no longer squeaking, stone bear knew it was time to make concessions, so he said: ”I would never accept the price of 0.5p a pound, but I can accept the price of 1p a pound. In fact, I know very well that as far as the quality of this salt is concerned, as long as you ship it back to England, I believe those noble lords are willing to buy it at a price of 4P or even higher. For those noble lords, they will not pay attention to a few pence, but this kind of salt can improve their taste. No matter how much you can sell, I'll give you the price of a penny a pound, and you can make a huge profit at this price. Dear major Hank and lieutenant Ferguson, I wonder if you can accept this price? ”

Shi Xiong is very clear about the popularity of this kind of high-grade refined salt, and he also wants to make a fortune. But there's no way. He doesn't have the ability to make this fortune. Apart from other things, sales and logistics can not be solved by stone bear.

However, the price of a penny and a pound is enough for the stone bear.

Now there are more than 100 people working in xiaoyanshan. All the big iron pots in the tribe have been transported. One pot of salt can produce about 30-40 Jin of refined salt. Twenty pots can produce 1500-600 Jin of salt in one day! About 1700 pounds.

Shi Xiong said 30000 pounds a month, which is insurance. If you let the clan go, you can provide 60000 pounds a month.

But I have to eat one bite at a time. I can't eat hot steamed buns when I'm anxious.

So now the stone bear plans to trade at 30000 pounds for the first two times.

As for the cost of these refined salt, apart from labor, there is little. The biggest consumption is wood, but there are trees all over the mountains, and this is the most important thing. So even a penny and a pound is almost pure.

Sure enough, major Hank and lieutenant Ferguson, who had been languishing just now, raised their heads in surprise as soon as the price went out