"This time, 820,000 taels of silver coin, 600,000 stones of rice grain, two Fran cannons, 106 three-eyed guns, and thunder shook the sky..."

At that time, the money and goods of the Wenju people were finally cleared.

Wang Zezhi called Shan Tongshan, the two Wang brothers, Qi Qi, Xiong Jiachang, Li Hua, Wang Sanlang, Yang Zhihui, and Li San to gather in Zhongyi Hall and let them listen to the report.

After listening to the report, Wang Zezhi had a guess, he suspected that the Wenju people had emptied the weapons depot in Shouyang County, otherwise where would they get so many sophisticated weapons.

"Ziqi, what do you think of this battle?" After all, Qi Qi brought orphans, and they were all his brothers, so Wang Zezhi had to ask.

"My lord, without you, they would have starved to death, starvation is death, war death is death, war death can be enough to eat, my lord also gave us silver, it's worth it."

Qi Qi knelt down on one knee and said crisply.

"Hmm."

Wang Zezhi didn't know what to say, Qi Qi was telling the truth.

"My lord, my two brothers think that they should do business as soon as possible, please allow my two brothers to divide the goods so that they can be used in the future."

Wang took a step forward and said impatiently.

"That's what I mean, yes."

"Master Xie."

The Wang brothers took out their abacus, account books, pen and ink, and happily went into the cave to take stock of the goods.

"My lord, what Qi Pai always said is right, if it weren't for you homeless people who would have starved to death, they could have enough food and silver, and they still had pensions for the war dead, their families would have been very content."

Captain Xiong echoed Ziqi and said.

"Yes, yes." Li San also chimed in.

"My lord, last time Wen Juren led troops to attack, there were one hundred and sixty-seven people who were slightly injured, and they are almost fine, and they are currently in the hands of Li Jiaotou."

Yang Zhihui led to Li Hua, and Li Jiaotou is his current nickname.

"My lord, not only that, but there are also one hundred and thirteen officers and soldiers."

Li Hua said with a sigh.

"Is it available?"

What does Wang Zezhi mean is that these people can be trusted?

"Look, my lord."

Li Hua said and took out a gong and struck it dangling.

The officers and soldiers and the helpers slept in the Chase Shop, and at this moment they got up and dressed neatly, ran out quickly, and lined up.

"Stand upright, take a break, and report the number!"

"One, two, three, four... Two hundred and eight. ”

"What is our slogan?"

"Kill corrupt officials, get rid of corrupt officials, and revitalize the Ming Dynasty."

"Why haven't we been paid for six months?"

"The court is corrupt, corrupt officials and corrupt officials are rampant, deducting food and salaries, drinking soldiers' blood and eating soldiers' meat, and cutting off soldiers' heads after drinking."

"Who are we?"

"We are the righteous!"

"Who is our lord?"

"The Mountain Knife! The opener! The opener! ”

After Li Hua finished yelling at the door of Zhongyi Hall, he ran back and squeezed his eyebrows, what did that mean.

Wang Zezhi looked at Li Hua dumbfounded, this is brainwashing, he hasn't taught Li Hua this, Li Hua is self-taught.

"Each platoon will replenish personnel, add one platoon to be led by Li San, and the rest of the people will still be under Li Hua's command, go down to lead people."

"Lord Xie, Lord Xie!" Li San hurriedly thanked.

"Order."

Li San led Qi Qi, Xiong Jiachang, Li San, and Yang Zhihui to retreat.

"My lord, this batch of bows and arrows is more sophisticated, and the attack distance is five steps longer."

Wang Sanlang has the most say in the bow and arrow, and as soon as he saw the bow and arrow returned, he couldn't wait to try it, and the result was obtained after a few arrows.

"Five steps, that is, there are still better bows and arrows."

"Yes."

"Have you seen a more powerful bow and arrow?"

"Yes."

"Where?" Wang Zezhi immediately stood up, walked down the first seat, and asked Wang Sanlang seriously.

Wang Sanlang was not in a hurry and took off the bow he was carrying.

"This bow, a family heirloom, uses horns from outside the plug, high-quality ash wood, and the attack distance is fifteen steps more than the bow and arrow obtained this time.

This bow is the father of the family using the family bench, saw knife, wooden rub, tendon comb and other eighteen kinds of tools, with the eye as the ruler, the hand as the degree, through the tire, bolts, horns, tendons, benches and other five avenues.

Then it went through 186 kinds of trails such as adjusting the rod, beating the skin, and scraping the rod, which took six months and painstakingly refined. ”

Wang Zezhi looked at the bow in shock and wanted to touch it.

Wang Sanlang suddenly took a step back, bowed down and said, "My lord, this bow is a relic of my father. ”

He meant that there was a reason why he didn't let Wang Zezhi touch him, and he hoped that Wang Zezhi wouldn't mind.

"Okay, okay, do you know how to make it?"

"Of course."

"Maybe it's taught?" Wang Zezhi asked hopefully.

"My lord..."Wang Sanlang frowned a little embarrassed, pondered for a moment and continued: "This skill can only be passed on to his son. ”

"But you don't have a son yet."

Wang Sanlang was about to cry when he heard this, Wang Zezhi was too anxious, his mouth was quick, and he said Wang Sanlang's sore spot.

"Bah, bah~ My son will have it, don't blame, don't blame.

In this way, if you accept an apprentice, I will give you one or two apprenticeship fees, your apprentice will receive one apprentice and I will give you eight yuan, and your apprentice's apprentice will receive one, and you will get six yuan, and so on. ”

Wang Sanlang was stunned for a moment, and began to calculate in his heart, accepting ten apprentices is ten taels, and ten apprentices each receiving ten apprentices is eighty taels, based on this calculation, the more apprentices he receives, the more money he gets, if his apprentices still accept apprentices, then he will get more.

Wang Zezhi thought that Wang Sanlang disagreed, after all, people in this era have some rules.

They are reluctant to break this rule, because they firmly believe that skills are not passed on lightly, the Tao is not cheaply sold, teachers are not on the way, and doctors are not knocking.

In this era, mastering a craft is the foundation of a family's survival, so few people can easily pass it on to others.

"I know that's a bit excessive, and if you're embarrassed, forget it."

"No, no, no, as long as there is material, I can teach now."

Wang Sanlang was afraid that Wang Zezhi would regret it, so he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve and didn't let go.

"Okay, okay, each row of people will be drawn by you, and I will give you the order."

"My lord, where are the materials?" Wang Sanlang suddenly became more active than Wang Zezhi.

This is also understandable, after all, craftsmanship is used to make money and eat.

"Wang first, Wang first." Wang Zezhi shouted twice into the warehouse.

"It's coming, it's coming."

"Do we have horns and tendons?"

"Yes, yes, the finest horns and tendons."

"Keep it all for yourself."

"Yes."

Wang Xian ordered to put aside the horns and tendons in the warehouse, thanks to Wenju people, he had done business with Tatars and Jinren, and these things naturally existed.

"Lord Xie, Lord Xie." Wang Sanlang took the order and thanked him happily.

He stretched out a hand and kept counting, his eyes shining.

"Hahaha... I can marry a daughter-in-law, I have a son, hahaha..."

Wang Sanlang looked up to the sky and laughed excitedly, and the corners of Wang Zezhi's eyes twitched when he heard his shout, and he shook his head helplessly.

In fact, he didn't understand Wang Sanlang's pain, and in this era, there are many people who marry wives at the age of fifteen or sixteen.

Wang Sanlang is twenty-eight years old and has not yet married a wife, and no one can understand the pain in his heart.