Molested Zulong at the beginning

He has been in business for most of his life, and he never thought that there is such a way to make money.

Some businessmen from other places nearby also pricked up their ears, and recorded the conversations of these people verbatim.

One of them couldn't help asking: "Dare to ask this brother, where can I buy the stocks that Mr. Bai is offering? Are you going to visit the White Mansion?"

"Master Bai is a dignified man, and you and I are small businessmen who can visit him, but you don't have to worry, just bring good money, and after half a month, go to the stock exchange in Xianyang West City to buy."

Hearing his words, many people around touched their chins and began to calculate how much they could buy.

And such scenes, with the release of "Da Xia Bao", were staged in the Central Plains, Liaodong, grasslands, and Western Regions.

All of a sudden, a large number of wealthy businessmen and dignitaries rushed to Xianyang overnight, and the atmosphere was very hot.

Finally after a month.

In the west city of Xianyang, a magnificent building was crowded with people.

There were countless people outside, and most of them learned from the "Da Xia Bao" that the first stock exchange in Xianyang was going to open here.

Countless businessmen rushed to this place one after another, and some even came one night in advance, for fear that they would be one step late the next day and fail to grab it, causing the opportunity to make a fortune to slip away in front of them.

Pairs of eyes full of anticipation, nervousness, and excitement stared at the building in front of them, waiting for the opening time.

After a long time, the originally quiet crowd suddenly became noisy.

"Look, people are coming, people are coming..."

Looking in the direction the man pointed, I saw a large number of guards in black armor and armed with spears coming out to maintain order, clearing the chaotic streets into a stable road, and immediately stationed at the two sides. side.

The common people raised their heads excitedly, could it be... Mr. Bai is here?

But they were disappointed, the person who came was a woman, she was wearing an official robe, she had a pretty face, one hand was placed between the plump collar, one sleeve was exposed, and the whole person looked sloppy.

This person is none other than the second in command of the Shaofu, Liu Ji.

"So it's not Master Bai, but Old San Liu."

"Why is it her? I thought I could see Master Bai."

Some little girls in the crowd couldn't help whispering.

Liu Ji looked at the little girl's contemptuous gaze, raised his slender eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching. Compared with the young master, is he so disgusting?

She coughed softly, looked at everyone present with big peach blossom eyes, and said: "Everyone, I am too busy to come today, so let me personally preside over the opening of this stock exchange. Don't worry, my lord, although you didn't come, These specific things have already been ordered to me, and there will be no less things to do."

In fact, if she could, she didn't want to be stared at by these people.

But there is no way, Bai Su said that the group of people gathered by the widow should be sent to the land of Dongying, and let them do some infrastructure construction and manage the untouchables transported from Tianzhu.

After all, compared to the aborigines in Dongying and the untouchables in Tianzhu, it is obvious that people from the Central Plains who can speak the Central Plains dialect and who know how to read are more useful.

Bai Su couldn't get away for a while, so he could only let her do these things.

Liu Ji took a deep breath, and immediately said: "I announce that the Xianyang Stock Exchange will be opened. From now on, you can queue up to enter and buy Daxia Shipyard and Xianyang Railway stocks. Please come in..."

As her voice fell, the people gathered at the door all rushed towards the exchange.

After all, no one wants to miss this opportunity to make a fortune.

Standing in front of the door, Liu Ji, with big peach blossom eyes, looked at the wealthy merchants who were holding up the big summer banknotes and shouting hoarsely, wanting to buy stocks, she couldn't help but be amazed.

Sure enough, the son is a genius.

In the past, it was almost a difficult task to collect some money from these treacherous businessmen and dignitaries to build roads and bridges in various places.

It's not like today, just write a few words in the newspaper, and it's easy for these people to rush over thousands of miles, line up to send money, and support the imperial court's infrastructure plan.

If you don't accept it, he still knelt on the ground and hugged your thigh, begging bitterly, with snot and tears.

The scene simply took her by surprise.

Chapter 460 The Seventh Last Puzzle

Once the stock exchange opened, it immediately caused a frenzy.

In just a few days, a jaw-dropping amount of funds has been gathered.

Not to mention, railways have been built in Xianyang and Zhao, which is rich in coal, which is the area of ​​Shanxi in later generations.

Even in the land of Mobei, the funds for laying the railway tracks have been raised in sevens and eights.

People can't help but be speechless for a while, these wealthy businessmen and dignitaries, how fat are the leeks.

In the White House.

Bai Su was wearing a coat, sitting in the middle of the corridor, holding a list sent by Liu Ji in his hand, looking at the dense numbers on it, he couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

It seems that the large amount of money brought back from the land of Japan has made these people jealous, for fear of missing the opportunity to make a fortune.

However, these people don't know that the construction period of this railway is much longer than that of ships.

Although it is also profitable, if you want to wait for the stock to appreciate, it may take three to five years, or even ten years later.

After all, the distance is too far. If you want to build a railway from the Central Plains to Mobei, it will be impossible to build it in seven or eight years.

These wealthy businessmen and dignitaries who are counting on short-term fortune may be very depressed.

For this, Bai Su did not have any sympathy.

After all, the stock market is risky, and you need to be cautious when entering the market. If you want to get rich overnight, you must be prepared to be locked up.

Besides, he didn't lie.

After the railways in Mobei, Western Regions, Liaodong and other places are completed and opened to traffic in the future, a large amount of iron ore, spices, ginseng, antler, cotton, etc. can be transported back every year, driving the prosperity of trade between the two places.

At that time, those who hold these railway stocks can indeed make a fortune.

It's just that whether they can resist the temptation to keep the stocks in their hands without selling them during the seven or eight years when they haven't made any money is up to them.

After all, a small fortune depends on hard work, and a big fortune depends on luck and courage.

While he was meditating, a Mohist disciple came in, cupped his hands and said, "My lord, the giant sent me to invite you over."

Bai Su was stunned for a moment, put down the list in his hand, and couldn't help asking: "What's the matter?"

The Mohist disciple raised his head and said respectfully: "The first batch of flintlock guns requested by your lord has already been preliminarily produced, and I request your lord to inspect them."

Bai Su's eyes lit up, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face: "Is it finally done?"

He had waited a long time for this day.

You must know that during this period of time, Parthia, in order to resist Daxia's influence in Central Asia, often sent troops to plunder the caravans in the Central Plains.

Even, after the alliance with Rome, he had the confidence to lead the army to provoke more than once, and sent envoys to blackmail.

Han Xin once wrote a letter to Xianyang, hoping to send troops, but Fusu refused, asking her to be patient for the time being, focus on defense, and try to avoid conflicts with Anxi.

After all, the current Great Xia has just won the land of Japan, and the land of Tianzhu also needs to be digested slowly.

I have no energy for the time being, so I sent hundreds of thousands of troops to the west to launch a large-scale war thousands of miles away from the Central Plains.

Let alone whether we can win or not, this logistics alone is enough to drag down the court's finances. It can be said that it is not advisable to go to war unless it is a last resort.

The only thing that can be counted on now is Bai Su's strategy of elite soldiers armed with flintlock guns.

Through the fleet, [-] to [-] elite soldiers will go on an expedition along the navigation route with a small financial consumption, to launch a small and medium-sized battle, to disintegrate the alliance between Anxi and Rome.

Now that the flintlock gun has finally been made, even the indifferent Bai Su couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement in his heart, is the times finally changing.

After pondering for a moment, he ordered: "Prepare the car for me quickly."

"Yes."

The Mohist disciple bowed his hands and saluted, and the two walked towards the door together.

Ink supervisor.

The carriage stopped slowly at the door, and the Mohist disciple got out of the carriage, took the pedal from the shaft, put it on the ground, and immediately opened the curtain.

Bai Su got out of the carriage, took a look, and saw that the Ink Warehouse was waiting in full force at this moment, and the door could be seen everywhere, guarded by armored soldiers, and idlers were not allowed to come closer.

Regarding their prudence, Bai Su nodded slightly.

After all, the secrecy work of this kind of national treasure is very important.

When everyone saw Bai Su approaching, they all bowed their hands and saluted: "I've seen you, my lord."

Bai Su nodded slightly, and walked all the way inside under the guidance of the Mohist disciples.

After passing through the long corridor, a beautiful figure in a blue skirt came into his sight.

If it's not Mo Xun, who else is it?

It's just that this normally dignified and elegant Mohist tycoon now looks a little haggard, and his jet-black hair is a little messy, obviously he hasn't had a good rest for a long time.

When she saw her lover approaching, she couldn't help but a look of joy appeared on her face, and her complexion seemed to have improved a lot.

Looking at her innocent smile, Bai Su couldn't help but feel a little guilty for letting such a beautiful woman who is overwhelmed by the country, work hard for one or two consecutive months for his wish.

He stretched out his hand to lift Mo Xun's slightly messy hair, touched her smooth cheek, and couldn't help saying, "Thank you for your hard work."

Mo Xun blinked his dark eyes, and immediately smiled: "Your Excellency, you don't have to do this. The reason why I worked so hard is not your responsibility, but I also want to make this weapon as soon as possible, so that my Central Plains will never have war."

"Now I've made a batch of flintlock guns, my lord, let's see how it works..."

Bai Su didn't even look at him during this time, he glanced at Mo Xun's musket in his heart, but looked tenderly at Mo Xun's cheek, and said, "Compared with any family, country, or world, I care more about your body and your complexion. It seems to have gotten worse, did you not eat obediently in the past two days?"

This opening is an old scumbag.

If sister Zheng heard what he said, she would definitely roll her eyes and refuse to accept his tricks at all.

But the Mohist giant, who has been obsessed with research all year round, has a pure personality, how can he bear such nasty words.

Mo Xun's fair and pretty face flushed suddenly, and he stammered, "I...I have something to eat."

Bai Su asked, "Really?"

Facing Bai Su's direct gaze, Mo Xun felt nervous for a while, lowered his head and whispered: "Sometimes I'm too busy, so I forget to eat."

Bai Su said with a serious face: "It will not be allowed in the future, do you understand?"

Mo Xun whispered: "I...I know."

She pursed her lips, lowered her head slightly, and blushed for a while.

After all, she is relatively thin-skinned, so she is not used to the feeling of showing affection in public.

The Mohist disciples next to him looked at the giant who used to be aloof, but now he looked like a little daughter-in-law in front of Bai Su, and couldn't help opening their mouths.

Finally, after being gentle for a while, she was really embarrassed in front of all the disciples.

Forcibly freed his hand from Bai Su's hand, and took Bai Su to inspect the flintlock she had made.

Bai Su shook his head helplessly, and then set his sights on the flintlock not far away.

The gun stock made of mahogany and the black iron barrel, although just finished, there is no painting or pattern, and it looks very simple.

But the streamlined gun body still gives people an amazing feeling.

He touched the cold body of the gun, carefully looked at the delicate structure, and nodded in satisfaction.

This is what he has always wanted.

Although the fire-fighting method of Mongolia's western expedition relies on large-scale cavalry to burn, kill and loot all the way, it can also achieve the western expedition.

But that was just a one-time massacre, destruction, completely meaningless.

And relying on industry to strengthen the country, focusing on flintlock guns, combined with the fleet of Daxia, only in this way can an industrial system be cultivated.

Let the Central Plains gradually master the ability to launch a war thousands of miles away at any time by relying on the fleet to bring tens of thousands of troops.

This method of combat not only has stronger combat effectiveness, less logistical pressure, less financial consumption, but also greater benefits.

After all, it is impossible to govern the local area by relying on the way of Mongolia's western expedition. In order to prevent the local forces from threatening itself, all the young and middle-aged people in the local area were directly killed.

There are so many precious laborers, and they are not allowed to farm, grow cotton, or mine for themselves, and kill them. It is a crime.

Naturally, Bai Su would not do this kind of embarrassing thing that looks like a vast territory on the surface, but actually doesn't collect much tax.

The money obtained by purely violent looting is too little, and the efficiency is too poor. Only by establishing a sustainable trade system that exhausts resources and fishes is the way for smart people to play.

Let these people work hard all their lives in farming, mining, and growing cotton. The Central Plains only needs to sell two or three items of goods, and they can easily exchange for a cart of grain and cotton. Isn't this better than murder and robbery?

Free trade is king.

And this flintlock is the last key piece of the puzzle for him to compete with the rest of the world and Rome for the control of the Silk Road.