Chongzhen drove back to the palace, and the civil and military officials were reluctant to accept the Daming steam engine, so they could only go back honestly.

When the Donglin Party thought of the boiled water-powered spinning machine and the shuttle loom, they were gone, and they were not in a good mood, especially Wei Langzhong, who was in the examination department, was even more colorless.

When he came, he was still surrounded by a large circle of officials, but now he is only alone, don't think about the squire who is fixed, and his career is completely over.

Zhu Shun handed over the finishing work here to Zhang Tao, and took the three disciples back to the Beijing Normal University Hall, and the drought was temporarily over.

The steam engine has been built, and it's time to create a mechanical bureau.

Zhu Shun and the three disciples had eaten the dinner sent by the maid, and it was already completely dark, but they did not go back to their thatched hut and sat under a persimmon tree planted by the eldest disciple.

It didn't take long for a few Liaodong horses to stop outside the fence wall, and Wang Chengen jumped off the horse with a flintlock rifled gun on his back and walked over with a few Dongchang fans.

Pushing open the chai door, Wang Chengen asked the Dongchang fans to guard the door and walked in alone.

The moon is shining.

Zhu Shun sat on an official hat chair, with a moire coffee table in front of him, a pot of hot tea on the coffee table, and poured a cup for Wang Chengen.

Wang Chengen sat on the official hat chair opposite, symbolically picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Mr. Zhu said, how can we let the imperial court get a hundred Daming steam engines without spending a penny." ”

Zhu Shun shook his head and said calmly: "I can't help it." ”

Wang Chengen's fingers quickly tapped the armrest of the official hat chair a few times, and after a moment of silence, he continued: "Sir, don't play dumb riddles, there must be another way." ”

"Otherwise, with Mr.'s temperament, he will definitely not be reckless and give our family a look."

Zhu Shun nodded and said another way: "It's impossible to get it for free, but you can let the imperial court use it for a period of time without spending a penny." ”

Wang Chengen put down the teacup, his fingers stopped tapping, and looked at Zhu Shun seriously.

Zhu Shun did not continue to say how that method would be implemented, and asked rhetorically: "The clans and nobles of the Ming Dynasty should have a lot of mines, how about the development of these mines?" ”

Wang Chengen, as a six-eyed pen with a literary hall in his head, opened his mouth to come to the Yellow Book Mining Tax in various parts of the Ming Dynasty: "There are indeed many mines, but it's a pity that those ........are buried in the ground."

Halfway through speaking, Wang Chengen suddenly stopped talking, and looked at Zhu Shun's gaze a little more cautiously: "What does Mr. mean ......."

Zhu Shun took out a map and handed it to Wang Chengen, it seemed that he wanted to use this winner to tie up Wang Chengen: "Next, I will establish a mechanical bureau to be responsible for building these steam engines." ”

"The steam engine can pump water up from a depth of more than ten feet, and the prince should know what it means for those mines."

Wang Chengen began to tap on the armrest of the official hat chair again, knocking very quickly: "Turn waste into treasure." ”

"As long as Mr. Zhu releases the news, it is estimated that the dignitaries and dignitaries in the entire capital will not be able to sit still, and they will try their best to buy a Daming steam engine from Mr."

Zhu Shun waited until Wang Chengen picked up the map, but he didn't explain, believing that this six-eyed bingbi should understand what he meant as long as he glanced at the marks on it: "Not bad." ”

"This kind of steam engine is the only one I can build, and there is only one in the whole world, and there is no other semicolon."

"I said I would sell it to whomever I wanted, and I said I wouldn't sell it to anyone, and it was useless to kneel down and kowtow, and I stuck their necks."

"When the time comes, there will be a condition that it will be lent to the court for half a year, and the prince said they would agree."

Wang Chengen glanced at the map and suddenly clenched the edge of the map, but the movement was very light, and it was difficult for people to notice: "Don't say it's half a year, even if it's a year, they will be eager to agree." ”

"Mr. is really a lucky star, any problem will be solved in the hands of Mr."

Wang Chengen folded the map and put it in his arms, and arched his hand: "Please sir do this as soon as possible, after all, it is not far from Lixia, and the seeds in the field can't wait too long." ”

Zhu Shun personally sent it to the gate and said, "Don't worry, the prince can handle this matter in three days at most." ”

Seeing off Wang Chengen, Zhu Shun, who was tired for a day, lay on the bed and quickly fell asleep.

The next day.

Zhu Shun used the toothbrush-like thing sent by the Song family, as well as the toothpaste made from angelica, agarwood, poria and other medicinal materials, washed up, and walked out of the hall of Beijing Normal University with a wooden honey and golden hair noodles in his hand.

Riding a little donkey to the opposite bank, he kept going north, and did not stop at Zhu's Spinning Mill, but stopped at a new factory in the north.

Blue bricks and black tiles, there are two town houses at the door, there is no hanging mountain ridge, only a tall factory.

Zhu Shun pushed open the blue-black wooden door, stepped over the threshold and walked in, and there was a group of patched craftsmen standing in the empty courtyard.

Zhu Yu, the head of the factory, got a message from the groom yesterday, and immediately took a group of Wang Gongju craftsmen early this morning into the factory that had been completed a month ago.

In order to build this factory, it cost a full 1,000 taels of silver, but the Zhu family only took out a small head of 100 taels of silver, and the rest of the big head was all for the two disciples to honor their teacher.

The price of land next to the Yongding River will soon rise, so Zhu Shun simply bought it from Wang Gongju all the way to the coal mining area, and some places built factories, so he built this new factory very large.

Wang Gongju's craftsmen are different from those in other parts of the Ming Dynasty, and they have been able to skillfully use vernier calipers and micrometers, and the units of measurement have also been changed to millimeters, centimeters, and decimeters.

These are the fruits of the painstaking efforts of the West over hundreds of years, little by little, and Zhu Shun has never felt embarrassed to turn them into Ming things.

Zhu Shun walked up to the craftsmen, pointed to the makeshift workshops and said, "Now let's start building the core brake of the flintlock pistol." ”

It was decided to establish a mechanical bureau, and the most important problem of craftsmen must be solved first.

The most important thing in governing the country is the system, and if you want to turn a factory into a world-class factory, the most important thing is the system.

In order to standardize, these craftsmen will no longer be called craftsmen in the future, and all of them will be changed to fitters.

It is divided into five levels, the first three titles of primary, intermediate, and senior remain unchanged, and the two technicians and senior technicians in the back have been changed to more bluffing masters and everyone.

There are five levels: primary, intermediate, senior, master craftsman, and everyone, and they will be assessed once a year in the future, and they will be given monthly salaries according to the grade.

Zhu Shun looked at this group of craftsmen who began to polish the core brakes, and really hoped that there would be a legendary eighth-level fitter inside, that is, a fitter at the level of everyone.

Eight-level fitter is a special name in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, when the country was poor and white, and many precision machinery relied on the legendary eight-level fitter, hand-cared out.

The mushroom cloud that deters the world is that the eighth-level fitter uses a pair of hands to come out, and when it comes to this level of fitter, the things that come out of the car are more sophisticated than the machine.

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