The sun rises in the east, the west mountain baptized by wind and snow, bathed in golden sunlight at the moment, autumn seems to be back, and the withered yellow all over the mountains tells people that some things have changed, and they can't go back.

At the foot of the West Mountain, a group of people are busy.

A new iron-making furnace was built, the size of the furnace was much larger than the one in the Salix blacksmith shop, the crucible was made of graphite clay molding, Yang Bo designed the heat storage chamber, in addition to a bellows with manpower, Yang Bo also added a blower using animal power.

The new furnace was built, which could not only cast large-scale production equipment, but also Yang Bo's secret project, the firing rear-loading musket.

Where is the blower installed, so that Gan Xin racked his brains, not too close, too close, the heat of the stove came over, the livestock could not stand it, too far, there was difficulty in supplying air.

In his opinion, if you want wind, add a bellows, but Yang Bo is obsessed with blowers, and requires him to use more brains in the future, and all places that can use animal power must be changed to animal power drive.

Gan Xin ran over with a disgraced face, holding a tape measure in his hand, and said, "Childe, I said.."

"Don't say anything, the blower will work." Yang Bo knew that Gan Xin was going to complain that the blower was too troublesome, so he decisively intercepted his words.

Scratching his head in frustration, he complained more than that, and grinned: "The hot pot has to be made by the shipyard?" During this time, we can count on making hot pot to make money. ”

Ganxin's blacksmith shop has been sold to Yang Bo, Yang Bo according to the management methods of modern enterprises, Shaliu's blacksmith shop is still independent accounting, they also want to make money, the more profits, the more bonuses, this is also Yang Bo's turtle belly.

Yang Bo really plans to let the Shen family's shipyard make hot pot and hot pot racks, now there is an endless stream of people buying hot pot, and the business is very good, Ji Shun is blushing when he looks at it, he is Shen Jizhi's housekeeper, he always has to think about the Shen family, right?

Yang Bo directly gave Ji Shun the drawings of the mold of the iron pot and the shelf of the iron pot, and asked the shipyard to take all the hot pot business. The blacksmith's shop focused on making gun barrels.

"Brother Gan, the good business of casting hot pot is only temporary, and someone will imitate it soon."

Last night, Su Luoer told Yang Bo that You Suqing had found many craftsmen from Yangzhou and Nanjing for him, and they had arrived in Meizhen.

Yang Bo said again: "You arrange the work at hand, and go to Meizhen with me in a few days, there are dozens of craftsmen over there, you are a master craftsman, you go and divide the labor among them..."

"Yang Bo, are you going to Meizhen?" Shen Yanqing's voice.

Yang Bo turned his head to look, Shen Yanqing was standing behind him, with a knife hanging from his waist, and said strangely: "Qing'er, why are you here?" ”

Shen Yanqing said: "When will you go to Meizhen?" I'm going to check it out. ”

Gan Xin was also interested, and he arched his hands with the two of them, turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Yang Bo, "Brother Gan, your current monthly money is five taels of silver?" Seeing Gan Xin nodded, he said: "From next month, the monthly money will be ten taels." ”

Gan Xin was suddenly stupid, his mouth opened wide, and he said after a while: "This... Last month, the son gave five taels, which is already a lot, and now it is ten taels, is that good? ”

Yang Bo stepped forward, patted Gan Xin's shoulder, and said with a smile: "You are a master craftsman, there are more people in charge, the responsibility is greater, and the monthly money will naturally rise. ”

Gan Xin was ecstatic in his heart, said yes repeatedly, and left with one foot deep and one foot shallow, as if in a dream.

Shen Yanqing's dress today is a bit similar to the military uniform of the official army, obviously deliberately improved, with arms around him, bulging placket on his chest, tall figure, curved and curved, convex and backward, Yang Bo's eyes are fixed and can't be moved.

Shen Yanqing's face turned red, and she quickly lowered her arms, but the indentations on the placket were still there, and it seemed that her chest was shivering, trembling, very big, and tolerant.

Maybe it was the stimulation of the two piles of snow on Su Luoer's body last night, and Yang Bo had a mess of thoughts in his mind.

Shen Yanqing was a little annoyed, and glanced at Yang Bo fiercely, Yang Bo was stunned, and quickly looked away, Yang Bo smiled awkwardly, "Qing'er, why are you dressed like this today?" ”

"I'm going to take someone to practice in the neighborhood today, come and have a look, can't you?" Shen Yanqing squinted at Yang Bo and untied the long knife with a handle at his waist, which was a little provocative.

If you talk like this, you can't talk anymore.

Yang Bo remembered that Shen Yanqing was going back to the house yesterday to discuss the matter of transporting grain to the south, so he reopened the topic and asked: "Qing'er, I remember that your father told me that in previous years, it was at the end of the month, but this year it is advanced?" ”

Shen Yanqing's long knife was swept in his hand and said, "It's not in advance, but in delay." ”

Yang Bo learned that the Shen family had been transporting grain south for some years, and at first it was only for Shen Jiabao's own use, and the remaining grain was sold to other merchants.

In recent years, natural disasters in the north have been frequent, and the number of people who come to Shenjiabao to buy grain has increased year by year.

Before the fleet went south, it would have sent people to buy from the Jiangnan area early in the morning, but this year's purchase did not go well, not to mention the increase in grain prices, and the amount of grain was not enough.

One is that the Shen family's purchase volume is large, and the other is the impact of this year's hand cold wave, the local output has decreased, and the grain has become scarce, and the local grain merchants would rather be tun than sell.

Someone came back from Jiangnan yesterday and said that it was this change, which meant that the flotilla trip was going to be postponed.

Yang Bo also frowned when he heard this, so the cause was the snow?

A butterfly in South America, with an occasional flap of its wings, can cause an unusual tornado in North America two weeks later, which is the butterfly effect.

Yang Bo doesn't know if there was really that snow in history, or if the climate has changed because of his appearance, if so, could it be that Yang Bo is a butterfly that caused climate change?

What makes Yang Bo feel depressed is that things seem to be getting worse, not better.

The people take food as the sky, and the troubled times are even worse, there is a Ming generation, Jiangnan is the main grain producing area, and there is no food in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are natural disasters in the north, so the problem is big.

"What about overseas, such as Annan, it is said that rice is abundant there, and the Shen family has never bought grain in Annan?" Yang Bo said tentatively.

"The Shen family's ship went to Zhoushan, and the south of Zhoushan is the territory of the Zheng family in Mindi."

The Zheng family that Shen Yanqing said is the Zheng Zhilong family, the Zheng family can be called the first powerful on the sea, in the Ming generation, no one can beat it, Yang Bo doesn't know much about the history of the Ming Dynasty, but Zheng Zhilong's name, he also knows.

It's just knowing, but it's useless.

The Zheng family has a huge power, at this time it already has thousands of large and small ships, has bases in Fujian and Taiwan, and almost monopolizes the maritime trade of the Ming Dynasty, the Shen family and the Zheng family, like ants and elephants, can not be compared at all.

Yang Bo was speechless for a while, the two were talking and chatting, and they had already come to the backyard of the stone temple.

Shen Yiming and Xiang'er went back to Shen's mansion yesterday for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and they didn't come back for lunch, Yang Bo left Shen Yanqing to have lunch in the stone temple, lunch was a simple mutton hot pot, and the mutton was brought back by Zhou Zheng from the Meizhen Horse Farm, it was very fresh, Shen Yanqing's appetite was good, and she ate a lot.

After lunch, Yang Bo sent Shen Yanqing out of the temple.

Shen Yanqing still has to go to practice, the rules of the Shen Mansion over the years, there is something to do, nothing to practice, the armed forces of the Shen Mansion are generally the gang of people under Lei Zhenzi, and there are one or two hundred soldiers from the Shen Mansion.

The two of them went out and saw someone coming from a distance, and the person who came was riding a sliding pole, and Yang Bo knew that Su Luoer was coming.

Shen Yanqing was in a hurry to leave just now, but stopped at this moment, her lips moved slightly, but she didn't speak.

Yang Bo felt nervous inexplicably, and whispered: "Yesterday, I invited Grandpa Xu from Jinling to eat hot pot, and they said that they would come to the stone temple to have a look." ”

"Really?" Shen Yanqing glanced at Yang Bo, "Why do you only see Su Luo'er and not Grandpa Xu?" ”

“....”

At this time, Su Luo'er had already come over, and Yang Bo wanted to open his mouth to greet him, but he saw Su Luo'er walking towards Shen Yanqing, with a smile on her face, and said coquettishly: "Qing'er, our sisters haven't seen each other for a few days, and we miss Luo'er." Wu Nong's soft words, sweet and silky, are sultry.

Su Luo'er grabbed one of Shen Yanqing's arms, and Shen Yanqing hugged Su Luo'er's slender waist, and the two had a cordial and friendly conversation.

"I went to Haizhou and asked my little aunt about you, only to know that you came to Shenjiabao." Shen Yanqing had a smile on her face, and her tone was very kind.

People have long been familiar with each other, and the two big beauties Yingying Yanyan laughed coquettishly and chatted for a long time.

Yang Bo heard, "Qing'er, you should go to Huaixiang Pavilion last night, didn't the son tell you?" Su Luoer glanced at Yang Bo and said with a smile, "Yang Gongzi sang, when is there a bright moon, but it can be sung by several of us, the sound of nature, don't believe it, what I said is true..."

Shen Yanqing turned her head to look at Yang Bo, with a hint of narrowness and suspicion in her eyes, "Yang Bo, you sing again, I want to hear it." ”

Yang Bo shook his head like a rattle, and said repeatedly: "No, no, they forced me to sing.."

"Childe said earlier that he would teach me to read simple notation," Su Luoer glanced at Yang Bo, then turned her gaze to Shen Yanqing, and said coquettishly: "Qing'er, you will allow me to borrow Gongzi today, okay?" ”

Shen Yanqing's face showed a look of shame, she pulled out her arm, stretched the placket of her clothes, and pretended to be angry: "Sister, don't talk nonsense, I still have something, what are you doing?" After speaking, he glanced at Yang Bo, shook off his long legs, and left in a hurry.

"Qing'er.." Su Luo'er beckoned, and seeing that Shen Yanqing had already walked away, she had to put it down, turned her head to stare at Yang Bo, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and smiled smartly, Yang Bo's heart fluttered.

"Why didn't Grandpa Xu come?" Yang Bo hurriedly asked, his eyes flickering a little, as if he wanted to hide something.

Su Luoer approached with her skirt, and the faint fragrance of her body was intoxicating, and Yang Bo's heart fluttered again.

"Young Grandpa Xu is a distinguished guest, how dare Luo'er slack off, he stayed in the Red Mansion last night, accompanied by a few girls." Su Luoer laughed.

Xu Wenjue is still a teenager under the age of sixteen, you will be accompanied by a few girls, can he stand it? Yang Bo asked viciously in his heart.

But he asked, "What about Mr. Qin?" ”

"He, what he likes..." Su Luo'er's beautiful eyes rolled, staring at Yang Bo, seeing Yang Bo's cramped expression, she burst out laughing and said, "Young Master Xu and Mr. Qin admire Gongzi very much. ”

Yang Bo suddenly had a toothache, so to speak, Grandpa Xu is actually a vegetarian?

"But..."Su Luo'er bit her lip, glanced at Yang Xiaobo, swept her gaze over a certain part of Yang Bo, and said in a flattering voice: "What the slave knows, Gongzi is a real man." ”