Facts have proved that the old guy Zheng Zhilong is indeed more reliable than Mr. Ao.

Three days after talking to Zheng Zhilong, Zheng Zhilong organized a dinner party, saying that he wanted to introduce a big shot who had the final say.

Although he had not arrived in the Ming Dynasty for a long time, Bismarck also knew that the people of the Ming Dynasty had a tradition of discussing things at the dinner table.

When the lanterns first came on, a carriage took Bismarck into the luxurious Kunlun Hotel.

Kunlun is known as the ancestor of all mountains in China. The fact that the hotel can be named Kunlun proves that the quality of this hotel is indeed top-notch.

Of course, the only one who dared to call this name in the capital was the Fifth Master who had been with the Li family since Li Xiao started his career.

Stepping on a soft Persian carpet, you walked in a decoration atmosphere rich in Ming Dynasty style. The fairy-like maid opened two heavy wooden doors.

A huge private room appeared in front of Bismarck.

The private room is indeed large enough, three times as big as Bismarck's Magdegeburg office. All the furniture is made of a precious wood called rosewood.

There are two brass crane mouth smoke burners on both sides. The inside of the crane's mouth is exuding a faint scent of incense. I don't know what kind of incense is used, but I feel refreshed after taking a breath.

There were only three seats in the room, and behind each seat stood two maids with their heads bowed.

There were oriental calligraphy and paintings on the wall that Bismarck could not understand. Compared with these calligraphy and paintings, Bismarck preferred to look at the street outside the floor-to-ceiling glass curtain wall, which looked like a dragon of light.

This is a beautiful scenery that Bismarck can never see enough of. Being able to move this beautiful scenery to Prussia is what Bismarck wants to do most for the rest of his life.

Obviously, the mysterious guest has not arrived yet.

Although it was a bit rude to do so, Bismarck didn't care. In order for Prussia to obtain the Ming Dynasty's technology, it was nothing to be rude.

There will be no pie in the sky! Bismarck was ready to pay the price. No matter how high the price was, he would return the airship production line to Prussia.

"Hey! Mr. Prime Minister arrived first. Sorry! Sorry! Neglect! Neglect!" The two gorgeous wooden doors opened again, and Zheng Zhilong walked in with a laugh, followed by a man who looked about 30 or 40 years old.

This man was wearing a moon-white robe, with a floral brocade sachet hung around his waist, and next to him was a warm mutton-fat jade pendant.

He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face, and his short hair was combed meticulously. There was an air of grandeur in his movements.

"Mr. Prime Minister, this is our God of Wealth in the Ming Dynasty, the Minister of Household Affairs Ai Husheng. He just came back from Europe. He asked me to come to him as soon as he got off the airship. If you look at the Ming Dynasty, I am afraid that he can only make the decision.

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Before he walked in and sat down, Zheng Zhilong hurriedly introduced Bismarck to Ai Husheng, Ai Shangshu.

"Hello, Prussian Prime Minister Bismarck." Bismarck shook hands with Ai Husheng in blunt Chinese.

Bismarck always said this when meeting people these days. He found that as long as he spoke in Chinese, he would quickly win the favor of the people of Ming Dynasty. Although, his Chinese level could only speak three sentences so far.

"Ai Husheng, Secretary of the Ministry of Household Affairs, has met the Prime Minister." After traveling in Europe for almost a month, he has seen many kings and prime ministers, and Ai Husheng is not too attracted to the Prussian Prime Minister in front of him.

He didn't shake hands with Bismarck, he just held his hand in accordance with Ming Dynasty's understanding.

"Don't stand and talk, sit down! Sit down! Let's all talk while sitting down. Well...let someone take the food away!" Zheng Zhilong saw the moment of embarrassment on Bismarck's face, and quickly took one by the other and sat on either side of him.

Seeing them sit down, the maids immediately brought warm towels to wipe their hands. After everyone wiped their hands, a cup of fragrant tea was brought to them.

"Ai Shangshu, give it a try. The eight-hundred-year-old Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao only has a dozen or so trees. The commander-in-chief's portion is only half a catty per year.

In the mouths of old guys like us, it only costs two or three taels a year. What a good thing!" Zheng Zhilong made a two-two gesture at Ai Husheng.

"Oh, you have to try this." Ai Husheng likes tea ceremony very much, and prefers Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao. It's a pity that this kind of top-quality Dahongpao. After searching all over Wuyi Mountain, there are only a dozen or so on one or two hills.

After a year, the output is only a few kilograms.

Li Xiao divided some, and the old guys divided some more, and there was not much left. Even the God of Wealth like Ai Husheng couldn't even taste it.

Today you can taste the authentic Wuyishan Dahongpao, which is something you can’t miss.

Bismarck couldn't tell how precious the cup of tea in front of him was, but when he saw Ai Husheng take a sip, he immediately closed his eyes as if drinking nectar. Then he also took a sip, and the golden and warm tea soup entered his mouth.

Bismarck didn't think it tasted very good either.

He didn't understand why Mao, two prominent figures in the Ming Dynasty, would treasure this thing so much. If he were in Prussia, people would definitely laugh at him if he drank tea like this.

Mysterious Oriental!

Bismarck used this sentence to explain everything that was incomprehensible to him!

"Husheng! Prime Minister Bismarck wants to buy an airship production line from our Ming Dynasty. This matter is your responsibility, look...!" After drinking tea, Zheng Zhilong said to Ai Husheng with a smile while the food was being served.

Ai Husheng cursed in his heart: Selling paralysis!

If it hadn't been for the commander's orders, would I have come to eat your meal? Without the commander's nod, would I have dared to sell you a screw?

"Master Zheng! As you know, building an airship is not farming. All you need is hands!

An airship has tens of thousands of parts, large and small, inside and out, all of which need to be installed together perfectly. And these tens of thousands of parts need to be produced by dozens of factories in Gyeonggi, Tianjin, Jinzhou, and Shanhaiguan.

come out.

Finally, it can be assembled in Jingshi.

Even if I sell the production line to Prussia, can I still sell these dozens of supporting factories to them?

Even the factory was sold to them. How can Prussia find tens of thousands of skilled workers?"

"Uh...!" Ai Husheng asked Zheng Zhilong stupidly with a series of questions.

After the translator translated, Bismarck was also dumbfounded.

Ai Husheng is right, manufacturing airships is a systematic project. It is far from just setting up a production line by yourself. It requires more than 10,000 highly skilled technical workers.

I'm afraid that even if all the skilled workers in Prussia were gathered together, there wouldn't be enough for 5,000 people.

The continuous questions directly chilled Bismarck.
Chapter completed!