Early the next morning.

Looking at the bayonet on the flintlock pistol, Qi Jiguang didn't speak for a long time, unlike Zhang Pengju who excitedly held the flintlock pistol that was seven feet long after the bayonet was installed, he just stared at Shi Yiwen.

"How about it, Zhiyuan can think about it clearly?"

Looking at Qi Jiguang, Shi Yiwen was stunned, what are you considering? I didn't drink last night, you three okay!

"As long as you can solve the problem of the North Railway's unbearable use, and the price of flintlock pistols is right, I promise to buy no less than 30,000 flintlock pistols from you, and no less than 10,000 flintlock pistols per year in the future, and then I will help you contact the military department, at least 50,000 or 60,000 flintlock pistols per year, it is always possible."

Faced with Shi Yiwen's confusion, Qi Jiguang directly threw out the temptation.

"I can't make it without a craftsman."

"What's so difficult to find a craftsman, Depei, you go back two days late, go to Wang Gong Factory in the city today, find hundreds of craftsmen who are good at making guns and iron, pay the craftsmen for them, and let them come here. Zhiyuan, what do you think of this? ”

"But, Qi Shuai, am I a quasi-private soldier?"

"When Emperor Gao set the "Da Ming Law", he only banned armor and strong crossbows, when did he ban bird guns?"

Belch...... That's okay, in the face of Qi Jiguang's attitude of not being refused, Shi Yiwen smiled bitterly.

"Qi Shuai is difficult for a strong man!"

Qi Jiguang didn't explain, but said.

"For the peace of the nine sides, for the people of the Ming Dynasty, there is a long way to go."

In the face of such a heavy trust, how can you refuse?

Originally, it was about to come to the end of the year, Shi Yiwen, who had just finished his work, did not want to take a breath, so he went to Zunhua with Zhao Shizhen, which is the center of iron smelting in Beizhili, and there are more than ten official and private iron factories.

"Owner, that iron factory is our iron factory."

Before Shi Yiwen arrived in Zunhua, he had already asked Wu Cai to come over and directly bought an iron factory.

"Zhiyuan, you're ready to show off your skills!"

When he came to the iron factory and looked at the two iron-making furnaces that could smelt at least one or two thousand catties of iron, Zhao Shizhen couldn't help but sigh. For him, who relied on a pair of fans to "sign with good books and give the master book of Honglu Temple", he was a little envious of Shi Yiwen's busyness, after all, he was an idle job in Honglu Temple.

"Shiji, the first important raw material of the weapon, the raw material is excellent, and the weapon is naturally excellent. Besides, it's a matter of the safety of the nine sides, so I can't help but take it seriously. ”

When he said this, Shi Yiwen didn't know what he was up against, originally he only thought that he only needed to smelt coal into coke, and then smelt iron directly. In this regard, he had already been prepared, and he had already copied a book of "Tufa Coke" in the library.

Coking is not just about building a coking kiln, but starting from coal preparation, selecting the right coking coal, and then inspecting the coal quality, and even washing the coal.

Fortunately, the local coal quality in Zunhua is good, and it is also suitable for coking.

After the coking kiln was built, when the furnace was sealed for coking, the gunsmiths from the capital also went to the iron factory, in fact, the original Zhang Sixi should have gone to Shitaizhuang. Because when he went to Zhuangzi, Shi Yiwen had already arrived in Zunhua, so he would follow him all the way.

When he saw Shi Yiwen, he bowed his waist and looked very respectful. Although he is said to be a craftsman in the officialdom, now as long as he pays 6 yuan of artisan silver every month, he can operate freely and no longer need to serve as a craftsman. There will be people who are willing to pay the silver for them, but he is a little unhappy, after all, he earns more silver by working on his own.

"I'm really embarrassed that you came so far."

Seeing that Zhang Sixi drove hundreds of miles to catch up here, Shi Yiwen naturally wanted to be polite.

"Shi Gongzi, in fact, the little one came here this time to return the kindness of the eldest son."

"Oh?"

Shi Yiwen's brows jumped, and he looked at him puzzled.

"I'm afraid Childe will say, I don't know the good intentions, after all, Childe paid the craftsman's silver for us, but Childe doesn't know, the craftsman's silver of 6 yuan a month seems to be a lot, but it only takes a shift for three months in four years, which is less than two taels of silver. Normally, if we work in our own shop, we can earn five or six taels of silver a month. So Childe's kindness, I waited for it. ”

Listening to Zhang Sixi's explanation, Shi Yiwen came back to his senses, they felt that they made less money working for themselves. This craftsman is not equal to an official slave, it seems that he has misunderstood.

"I'm afraid Uncle Zhang misunderstood."

Shi Yiwen looked at him and smiled.

"I invite you to come and work, and pay the same according to the work, so you make bird guns for the Ministry of Works?"

As soon as he heard that he was paid according to work, a smile immediately appeared on Zhang Sixi's face, who was originally resolute.

"Hui Gongzi, the cost of making the bird gun is all calculated by the Ministry of Industry and paid according to the price code. Twenty pounds of iron and two coins of silver for each pole; one hundred and seventy pounds of charcoal, seven coins and three cents of silver; Refining embryos and playing boards six work, with silver one penny and nine cents; Roll six work, with silver two coins a penny, plus tongs silver a penny......"

Listening to Zhang Sixi's explanation, Shi Yiwen's brows slowly tightened, not because of anything else, but because of the unreasonable working hours and wages.

“…… It takes thirty-four pieces of work to make a gun, and the price of materials is three taels and two cents of silver, of which the price of wages is two or three dollars and two cents. ”

When Zhang Sixi said these wages, Shi Yiwen smiled and said to him.

"In this way, Master Zhang, you go down and rest first, and then let's talk about the wages later."

"Childe, this is all the wages calculated by the Ministry of Industry."

Before leaving, Zhang Sixi deliberately emphasized.

"I know, Master Zhang, you rest first."

Coming from the modern world, Emann is extremely sensitive to costs, especially the structure of costs. In his opinion, this cost is clearly inappropriate. After Zhang Sixi left, he looked at Zhao Shizhen and said.

"Shiji, what do you think?"

Zhao Shizhen was an expert on firearms in the Ming Dynasty, and although he was only new to firearms now, he did have his own expertise in this area.

"Zhiyuan thinks it's expensive?"

"How can it not be expensive? The Ministry of Industry has less than three taels of birds, and we sell them for three taels and five dollars, and we may not be able to earn silver, and the things made by the Ministry of Industry are not considered profits, so we can't do it. ”

Wu Cai said casually on the side, and then smiled.

"Childe, you said that if we fire a flintlock pistol in four taels or two, will Qi Shuai agree? After all, we've got a lot more to offer. ”

"Four taels, we must be able to negotiate well, after all, things are different."

Zhao Shizhen interjected on the side, and asked again when he saw that Shi Yiwen didn't speak.

"Zhiyuan, don't you have other ideas?"