Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

　　 The queues on the training ground were neatly arranged. Following the shouts of hundreds of households, those queues raised their muskets to simulate shooting.

　　 "Not bad, it looks a little bit."

　　 Fang Xing nodded in satisfaction, and then went to the craftsman's side.

　　 "Clang clang clang!"

　　 The creation of the musket is always in progress, even if the sergeants already have one.

　　 Fang Xing picked up a musket, put the three-sided long blade on it unfamiliarly, and then learned a stab.

　　 Zhu Fang was sawing the spare barrel with a saw bow, and when he saw Fang Xing he said, "Master, there are more than one hundred stocks of this gun. Do you still want to hit it?"

　　 Fang Xing nodded and said, "Fight, hit five hundred as a spare."

　　 Look up at this workshop. It has a small saw bow and a flexible bench vise...

　　 When he saw that the blaster was still using a big wooden wheel, Fang Xing asked, "Are there anyone who can turn sand?"

　　 "Turn the sand?"

　　 Zhu Gui obviously didn't understand, so Fang Xing said in a gesture: "It means to make a model with sand or soil first, then pour the molten iron in, and get what you want after cooling down."

　　 Zhu Gui suddenly realized: "Master, isn't that a mud fan?"

　　 "What is a mud fan?"

　　 Fang Xing sincerely regrets that his profession is not metal.

　　 Zhu Gui said relaxedly: "First make a mold, then shape it with mud, and finally pour it out. You can also pour various shapes."

　　 Fang Xing almost wanted to slap himself, why don't you trust these craftsmen? Could he be better than them?

　　 "Then leave it to you."

　　 Fang Xing pointed to the super primitive blower and said: "Pour several gears with the same pitch, then pour a box, and use the shaft to position them with each other..."

　　 "The small tooth drives the big tooth, so the speed is faster!"

　　 Fang Xing looked at Zhu Gui in excitement speechlessly, and said in frustration: "Then you do it first, but pay attention to the shape of the gear I gave you last time, just follow that."

　　 Fang Xing gave Zhu Gui some gears last time, and wanted him to design a manpower fan to use in the summer.

　　 Zhu Gui nodded and said: "Don't worry, Master, wait for me to find soil first."

　　The mud fan is not suitable for any soil, and it is not easy to handle it. It requires all kinds of exposure, picking, and beating...

　　 Just when Fang Xing ambitiously started his own process of climbing the technology tree, a transfer order interrupted his leisure.

"what?"

　　 Fang Xing looked at this transfer order in disbelief, but what was clearly written on it was the dispatch of the Qianhu in Baoshan to Jiaozhi, which belonged to the British Minister Zhang Fu.

　　It was the smiling military officer who came to send the order. He said, "Mr. Fang is a great blessing. Your Majesty said it himself. Jubaoshan Thousand Households Institute still asks you to exercise restraint."

　　 White body restraint thousand households, this is Long En, right?

　　 Fang Xing asked in a daze, "Do you even want to go?"

　　 "Exactly."

　　 As soon as the news spread, the sergeants were a little eager to try, and they meant to use the Jiaozhi people to make the first cut.

　　 Ke Fang wakes up but his claws are numb.

　　 I never wanted to go to the expedition! Which **** is this slander? I want to kill him!

　　 Back home, Zhang Shuhui and Xiao Bai were not calm when the news spread. Although they didn't cry, the drowsy appearance was even more headache.

　　 Zhu Zhanji is here, everyone stayed together without avoiding suspicion, Zhu Zhanji first apologized.

　　 "Brother Dehua, you are affected by the little brother, I will go with you!"

　　 Fang Xing glanced at the goods obliquely, shook his head and said: "You can't go, unless your majesty is willing."

By this time, Fang Xing was no longer afraid, and he smiled: "Jiaozhi has a British father. Recently, he was beaten by Chen Jikuo and fled in embarrassment. So I guess your Majesty wants me to go gilded and come back to be noble. ."

　　 Daming's nobleness is still more serious now, and you can't be noble if you don't have great merits.

　　 Fang Xing's joke did not calm everyone's worries.

　　 But since it was your majesty's order, everyone was still talking about what to bring.

　　 "Never bring it."

　　 Fang Xing just wanted to bring things into the warehouse at this time, otherwise, he could easily carry supplies, or even take the enemy in and kill them directly.

　　 It’s just that this brain hole has been transferred to a famous movie without knowing it.

　　——That what stopped...!

　　Well, after seeing the irreversibility, Zhu Zhanji went crazy to send his supplies to the bottom of Jubao Mountain, and the people in the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Households almost wanted to file a complaint.

　　 And Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai are preparing to pack, because the order requires the drawing to be started in five days, so time is running out!

　　 "My husband, this is winter clothes. I will fit you to the inside."

　　 "Husband, this is a marching trip. The concubine came back to her natal house yesterday. If there is any headache..."

　　 "……"

　　 Put it away, Zhang Shuhui stopped, and the eyes of Fang Xing were full of water.

　　 Xiaobai’s mouth was flat, and tears were falling down.

　　 Fang Xing sighed secretly, and then comforted: "With your eldest brother here, what can happen to me?"

　　 Zhang Shuhui wiped the corners of her eyes indiscriminately, and started to clean up again, and Xiao Bai joined in.

　　 There are only bells, still chasing outside carefree.

　　 Soon, everyone who heard the news came, and Fang Xing realized that he was quite successful in life.

　　 Needless to say, the students, even the great **** next to the prince Liangzhong came and gave Fang Xing a statue of Buddha in his own name, which is said to be able to ward off evil spirits.

　　……

　　 Give the textbook to Ma Su~www.NovelMTL.com~ to let him continue to teach the students.

　　 As for home, this is Jinling, Zhang Shuhui’s family. When Fang Xing was not at home, if anyone dared to come and ask for trouble, without Zhu Zhanji's action, the British government would teach them how to behave in minutes.

　　 The time for departure is up, and Fang Xing takes a series of instructions to say goodbye to his reluctant wife and concubine. The dealers of Fangjiazhuang also rushed out to wish the young master victory, and the lords of all generations.

　　 At the entrance of the barracks under the Baoshan Mountain, Zhu Zhanji personally came to labor.

　　 After a bowl of wine, Fang Xing smiled at Zhu Zhanji and said, "The British are there, don't worry."

　　 Zhu Zhanji nodded vigorously and said in a low voice: "Brother Dehua, if someone puts you on small shoes, don't be polite to him, I can still speak in front of the emperor's grandfather."

　　 In front of everyone, Fang Xing resisted the urge to pat him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I won't suffer!"

　　 Yes, I hope you won’t suffer.

　　 Thinking of the records in the materials that he had transferred, Zhu Zhanji's heart was cast a shadow.

　　 An army of more than one thousand people, and more than five hundred super-manufactured civil servants. Thanks to Zhu Zhanji's blessing, he also got a lot of cows and horses, so he acted much lighter.

　　 It would be great if I could put all these things in the warehouse!

　　 It's a pity that the warehouse can't bring in large items that don't belong to it, so Fang Xing can only give up his plan to move forward lightly. As for the use of warehouses to carry out a strategy similar to "The Trojan Horse Slaughter City", Fang Xing thought about it and felt that it was a little unreliable.

　　Wait for you to put people in, how to explain after they come out?

　　God? monster?

　　 Still guns have the most say!

　　 Fang Xing looked at the more than 1,000 muskets under his command, and felt that he was not so bottomless.