Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

　　The craftsmen came, but there were only fifty, and a lot of supplies came with them. The delivery hundred households arrogantly said: "After that, your food and payment will be paid in full, but if something goes wrong, let alone our Ministry of War, understand? As for the remaining craftsmen, they will be there in the afternoon."

　　 Fang Xing looked at the tattered craftsmen, and said faintly: "If you have food and pay, you can't control the rest of the war department!"

　　 The commanding army is a matter of the five-armed capital governor's office, and it does not work with the Ministry of War.

　　 "Humph! See if you can be so arrogant in the future!"

　　 After these people left, Fang Xing didn't say much, just let the craftsmen settle down first.

　　 "If you want them to be full, they will eat whatever the sergeants eat."

　　 The room is very simple, and even exudes a woody smell, and in some places there is still bark that has not been cleaned.

　　 With such conditions, the craftsmen are already very satisfied.

　　 "Not bad! Actually there are quilts? Thanks to us, we brought those rags."

　　 Satisfied craftsmen are now just looking forward to not being deducted from their food. As for work, that is their instinct.

　　 The stove is on fire, the big table is set, and the tools are all ready.

　　When the craftsmen were called together, it was discovered that someone had arrived.

　　 Zhu Fang, as an offering to the Fang family, was also pulled by Fang Xing today.

Fang Xing looked at these good-spirited craftsmen, and said kindly: "This is Zhu Fang, and you will work under his leadership in the future. I am here to make a promise that as long as you work hard, you will be able to meet the payment. The amount is issued."

"real?"

　　 The craftsmen below are a little moved. You must know that no matter where they are assigned, it is almost a common practice to be deducted.

　　Who makes the status of craftsmen low! Don't bully who do you bully?

　　 Fang Xing didn't explain much, nodded to Zhu Fang, and then went to watch the training of the sergeants.

　　 After Fang wakes up, Zhu Fang realizes that everyone is relieved, so he comforts: "Don't worry, everyone, my young master's words are firmly established, and I will never regret it!"

　　 "Master? Then you are..."

　　Since I'm a colleague, I have to get a bottom line, so someone asked boldly.

　　 Zhu Fang was reminded of previous memories by this question, and it took a long time to say: "I'm just a blacksmith, just like everyone else. But my young master looks up to me, this time I will tell everyone about the fire gun we want to build."

　　 "Aren't all muskets like that?"

　　The craftsmen all make muskets, and I feel a little dissatisfied at this moment.

　　 are all masters, do we still need to find someone to teach?

　　 Zhu Fang picked up a thin iron plate and began to introduce the specific requirements for the gun.

　　 "The gun I want to build is not a clay model, but an iron tool, which must be forged in two layers."

　　 This is a hard requirement, and there is no need to explain why.

　　Well, although the two-layered barrel is a little troublesome, it is technically not difficult, so everyone didn't say anything.

　　 Then Zhu Fang took out a musket, pointed to the handguard covering the front part of the muzzle and said, "Look at the clip on this, everyone."

　　 Everyone came together and took a look, and found it simple.

　　 Zhu Fang smiled, then picked up a triangular blade from the table and installed it on the clip in a few strokes.

　　 "This is a bayonet, which can be used in close combat."

　　 Zhu Fang also got a stab.

　　 "Hey! This idea is quite rare!"

　　 Someone touched the clip, and felt that such a simple design would enable the Musketeers to have fighting weapons. It was a genius to the extreme.

　　 An old craftsman watched silently for a long time before he said: "Some people have thought of this trick several decades ago, and they have done it. It's just useless."

　　 When someone heard this, they immediately asked: "Liu Da, are you bragging?"

This is called Liu Da’s craftsman said disdainfully: "When I was an apprentice, my master used it on that kind of slender musket, but I got a few whips when it was reported, and no one asked anymore. pass."

　　 This kind of thing seemed to the craftsmen to be normal, so everyone started to receive tools.

　　 Zhu Fang handed out tools while introducing new things.

　　 "This is a ruler, this is a caliper, remember, it must be measured after the object has cooled down!"

　　 After receiving the tools, everyone was amazed. Especially that caliper, really fine.

　　 Zhu Fang warned: "These tools must be kept carefully. If they are lost, the whole family will suffer!"

　　'S words made everyone put the tools away immediately.

　　 When everyone arrived at their workbench, they realized that there was a familiar tool.

　　 "This is a bench vise, which can be clamped to work when building things."

　　 Craftsmen used to have similar tools, but they can’t be compared with this big guy.

　　 Everyone tried to use it, and it turned out to be really easy to use.

　　 "Let's start then."

　　 "Clang clang clang!"

　　 "咵咵咵!"

　　 The sound of footsteps gradually becoming regular was mixed with the sound of beating. Fang Xing said to Xin Laoqi: "From tomorrow, the old rules, irregular night attacks, morning running exercises, at least 70% of your level."

　　 Xin Laoqi nodded and said, "You can rest assured, Master, I'm going to show them tonight."

　　 Fang Xing nodded, and went away satisfied.

　　 Before he got home, Jia Quan came in a hurry.

　　 "Mr. Fang, a letter from His Royal Highness Taisun."

　　 Fang Xing took the letter~www.NovelMTL.com~ and opened it, and it turned out to be an apology at the beginning, saying that it was because the timing was rare, so Fang Xing did not ask for Fang Xing's opinion, so he agreed to train.

　　 But the conversation turned around, Zhu Zhanji again muttered about his own sorrow, saying that not only were the Kings of Han and Zhao stabbing knives in the back, but also that some clan families were unstable, such as King Zhou.

　　 "The King of Zhou?"

　　 Fang Xing hardly recalled the information he had searched for with Xue Huamin some time ago.

　　 This Zhou Wang and Zhu Di are the same female compatriots, but it is said that they had different intentions earlier, but they were unlucky and were accused by their son and demoted to Yunnan.

　　 During the Jianwen period, it was probably because of the blood relationship between this product and Zhu Di, so Emperor Jianwen dragged him back from Yunnan to Jinling imprisonment. It was not until Zhu Di broke into Jinling City that his freedom and title were restored.

　　 "Your Majesty wanted to change King Zhou to Luoyang earlier, but King Zhou was unwilling, so he stayed in Bianliang in the end."

　　 Jia Quan explained clearly.

　　 Fang Xing rubbed his forehead. He was sure that in his memory, there would be no trace of Zhou Wang's rebellion.

　　 Then he is a very talented guy!

　　 Jia Quan looked at Fang Xing’s face, and then took out an envelope and said: "This is something from His Royal Highness Taisun, saying that you don’t have to subsidize it yourself."

　　 Fang Xing Waner took it and pulled it away, and saw that it was actually a cash voucher from a large business in Jinling. He is having a headache these days. Because once he personally subsidizes, he will be a little taboo, saying that he will not be spotted in the future.

　　 "This guy has a little conscience!"

　　 Fang Xing looked at the large voucher and said with satisfaction.

　　 With this money, he can use it as a reward.

　　 Buy some meat and add meals to the outstanding sergeants and artisans. This is also an incentive!