Xu Shiyang breathed a sigh of relief, 30 catties per month was okay, and now he couldn't ask for too much, anyway, he didn't have so many firearms in his hands that could be used.

"It's 30 pounds! Set the standard! Break down the process, divide the children into groups, and learn one process in each group, so that it can be a little faster. ”

"Saburo is talented."

It was just a casual compliment, Gongsun Sheng didn't take this to heart, for Fifteen Tun, the biggest trouble in making gunpowder was not time, but the lack of raw materials.

The division of labor manufacturing and simple assembly line sound really good, but now it can also play a role in secrecy.

When Xu Shiyang talked to Gongsun Sheng about the problem of gunpowder, Blacksmith Zhang kept twisting and pinching in his seat, as if he wanted to leave, but he didn't dare.

He is the only blacksmith in the fifteenth tun, and his skills are not bad, but there are always some small peasant ideas that are self-cherishing.

Xu Shiyang repeatedly asked him to bring a few more apprentices and pick a few more people from the homeless children, even if the children recognized him as a godfather, but Blacksmith Zhang just didn't agree.

He has two sons, and what he thinks in his heart is that he will bring out his apprentices, and there will be more blacksmiths in the Zhuangzi, and he will rob his sons of jobs in the future.

Xu Shiyang dislikes this kind of thinking, although it is common in the current era, and it seems to be reasonable.

And he doesn't have a very good way to take a blacksmith, after all, the other party is a "high-tech talent", Xu Shiyang can kill an old man in Zhuangzhong at the level of Old Man Hu casually, but he won't kill a blacksmith casually, and he won't even drive him away.

The blacksmith is the only kind of person in this era who can eat anywhere (outside the south of the Yangtze River, there is still the world of scholars).

Having said that, every time Blacksmith Zhang attended the meeting and heard Xu Shiyang and Gongsun Sheng discuss gunpowder, he felt uncomfortable.

Gunpowder was invented by Xu Shiyang (in fact, it was naturally plagiarized from another world), and he shared this secret with Gongsun Sheng very selflessly, and the two did a lot of experiments, and finally determined the current process and formula, and then expanded production.

In comparison, Blacksmith Zhang's behavior inevitably seems stingy.

What's more, Xu Shiyang also elevated his status in the village to the point where he could participate in such "high-level" meetings and sit on an equal footing with Old Man Hu.

If this matter is spread, it is difficult to say whether Old Man Zhang will be scolded for being ungrateful.

"How much can you make a month?"

To solve the supply of gunpowder, Xu Shiyang's next problem is naturally the use of gunpowder weapons.

"I still have to repair farm tools...... one pole." Blacksmith Zhang lowered his head and whispered.

"You're still reluctant to take an apprentice?" Xu Shiyang then asked.

"Young master, don't let the little old man come here to sit, the little old man can't afford it......." Blacksmith Zhang pleaded with a crying voice: "Little Lao'er is a dozen irons. ”

If he didn't come to the high-level meeting, Old Man Zhang could feel a little better.

"Nope." Xu Shiyang bluntly refused: "I need to know the production of ironware, if you don't come, let your boss come!" ”

Old man Zhang stopped talking.

What is the difference between his son coming and him coming?

Since he is going to be scolded for being ungrateful, it is better to let him, an old man who has been half-cut into the ground, bear it.

"You want your two sons to strike iron forever? Don't want to live a good life of doing things and directing others to work? Tell you, I can inherit at least 2 Zhuangzi from my father, and I will definitely have more than one blacksmith in your hands at that time, think about it! ”

After speaking, Xu Shiyang ignored him anymore, but turned to Carpenter Li and asked, "The kind of wooden cannon I made last time, I want 20 in 2 months!" ”

Carpenter Li is not as difficult to talk to as blacksmith Zhang, and carpenter is not as precious as blacksmith (although Xu Shiyang still has only this carpenter).

So, the old man replied in a big way: "It will be done in a month!" It's just that....... ”

The carpenter glanced at the blacksmith sitting beside him, and said slowly:

"The iron hoop still has to be brought by Lao Zhang."

"This is done! The iron hoop is easy to build! Finding that Xu Shiyang was looking at him again, Blacksmith Zhang hurriedly made a statement.

Xu Shiyang nodded and proceeded to the last topic.

"Xu Da Xu Er. Pick another 30 children out, the original village and newcomers are fine, and I will bring together 50 people in the pro-soldier team! ”

"Yes."

These children never complained to Xu Shiyang - they lived the hardest life.

They won't complain anything to Xu Shiyang either.

Because they were afraid of being kicked out of Zhuangzi, Xu Da and Xu Er knew what kind of life the displaced people outside Zhuangzi lived.

"Okay, if it's okay, that's all for today, let's go to work."

Xu Shiyang announced the adjournment of the meeting, and when everyone walked to the door, Old Man Hu turned back and whispered in his ear:

"Young master, you might as well go back to your home and have a look."

"Huh?"

Xu Shiyang raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man Hu with low eyebrows.

"Why? Let's talk about it. ”

"No matter what you lack, young master, the second master still has 4 Zhuangzi, and there are two boats that connect with the southern court every year, and the little old man wants to ......."

"Let me go home and ask for something?"

Xu Shiyang shook his head:

"It's not that you don't know, I still have a second mother at home."

As the saying goes, if there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather, and in this life, Xu Shiyang has a deep feeling about this.

Erniang always wanted to leave a little more property for his younger brother, and encouraged Xu Shiyang and his father early, and Xu Muhe, the second master of the Xu family, gave him the weakest fort to let Xu Shiyang become independent.

The woman seemed to think that even if Xu Shiyang was left to fend for herself, the remaining 4 tunbao in the second room could be left to her own son.

With this mentality, Xu Shiyang went home to ask for things, and in her eyes, it naturally became her brother's plot to seize her brother's property.

A few sneers are inevitable, and Xu Shiyang can't help but listen, because she is indeed Xu Muhe's wife who is marrying Ming Media after his mother's death, and she can be regarded as his Xu Shiyang's mother.

"Madame, it's not really a big deal to say a few words."

Old man Hu lowered his head and continued to whisper:

"What's more, this time, young master, you can bring gifts."

"Exchanging supplies with your family?"

It's doable.

"It's just a gift for the second master, you are the eldest son of the second master, the father is kind and filial, and the second master will naturally give one or two in return."

"Well...... it's me who wants to go wrong, you're right." Xu Shiyang sighed and said, "What do you think is a good gift to prepare?" ”

It can't be too bad, it's too bad to take it, and it can't "change" things back.

Gotta get some good stuff.

Fifteen Tun does have some good things now.

"How many horses with Tartars?" Old man Hu asked cautiously.

"Why? Let's hear it. Xu Shiyang asked without raising his head.

This question can be regarded as an exquisite old man Hu, and it is also a chance to give him a chance to express himself.

"The war horses of the Tartars are all good horses, we can't get this easily, last year Master Fan of Juzhou City got one out of nowhere, love is like a treasure, it is said to be worth a hundred taels. In addition, additionally ....... ”

Old man Hu raised his head slightly and glanced at Xu Shiyang, as if he was a little out of some reason why he should finish the rest of the words.