Outside the staff, it is now a spring breeze.

If it weren't for the fact that he was too old to be interested in that aspect, he would like to take another concubine and add a few more children to himself, so that he could inherit the huge wealth in the future.

The boom in match sales was beyond his best expectations.

In Bianliang City, no one who doesn't have a box of matches is embarrassed to go out to greet people.

The neighbors are all using matches that are lit with a single stroke, and you are still bitterly leaving fire in the stove, which is outdated! Dirt!

However, the output of the Daguang Match Factory is limited.

Ren Yuanwai found out that Qin Mu had deceived him, and this output could not reach one million per day at all.

In fact, Qin Mu didn't lie to him, that's what Director Jiang said. But what Director Jiang said was 24 hours a day, not 10 hours a day.

In Director Jiang's opinion, you have gone to the interstellar colony, do you still pay attention to the welfare of workers? Besides, the aliens should each be like animals? Twenty-four hours or even forty-eight hours without sleep, you can still play with your life.

And you are a colonizer, not an entrepreneur. Colonization wants profits, you don't care if aliens live or die.

The higher the output he reported, the more worthy of the 20 million, isn't it embarrassing to be low?

Ren Wai also understands this, he can only start work for ten hours a day, no matter how early or late, he can't see without lights.

As a result, the output of the Daguang Match Factory could only hover in the number of three or four hundred thousand.

This is really anxious to sweat outside the staff's head.

The people of Bianliang City are still waiting for their matches, queuing up to send money, how can they not want it?

However, the Daguang Match Factory is not all in a hurry, and there is another good thing, not only did not expect it outside the staff, but even Qin Mu did not expect it.

Wu Xiaomei, as Qin Mu's only direct maid, naturally has a little privilege.

Qin Mu was not there, she didn't have to wait by her side, and Ren Xiaoxiao didn't dare to call her, so she soaked in the Daguang Match Factory every day.

Director Jiang prepared a lot of illustrated posters for Qin Mu very intimately, and Wu Xiaomei looked at the machine at the painting, and entered the door without a teacher.

Not only can she adjust the speed, but she can also adjust the knives. Anyway, it is even stronger than Qin Mu's operation of the assembly line.

Qin Mu didn't bother with the assembly line, as long as he could turn it around.

Wu Xiaomei creatively developed long-rooted matches, each of which was half as long and thicker than the most primitive one.

Such matches are high-quality matches, and of course they know what to do.

Boutique is expensive.

A box of 100 wen. In this way, the original box and a half of match materials should be sold for about fifty yuan, and the clerk doubled it with a stroke of the pen.

Profits, that's how they roll.

Outside of the staff, he will also be a person. High-end boutique matches are naturally given to nobles.

Wang Qiao is indispensable there. Although he is so ruthless in the pit, he can't help but go outside.

He had to make it clear that this was not a militaristic weapon.

Ren Yuanwai clearly explained to Wang Qiao that this was a Chinese businessman who taught him how to do it, but he didn't directly sell Huaguo's products, and the Wang family in the province had a bad idea.

And Ren Wai is not afraid of Wang Qiao's decision to his family now.

Matches have penetrated into every corner of Bianliang City, and every household uses them. It can't be said that the flower seller also has a militaristic weapon in his hand.

If he dares to say this to the emperor, the emperor must first ask him if he was kicked in the head by a donkey.

Even if the Ren family is suppressed, he is not afraid of any other person. Matches are completely a seller's market - this is also the word that Qin Mu taught him, and he doesn't care about buyers at all. Do you like to buy or not, sell or not, you see whether I am happy or not.

If Wang Qiao dared to make trouble for his family's business, he would simply stop work for two days, and then let out a rumor that it was the matter that Sanhuai Wang's family was looking for, and see if Bianliang scolded him up and down.

Wang Qiao didn't expect that he would be able to turn over the salted fish outside the staff, he really couldn't see it.

This Chinese businessman, Dongfang Yiren, is really a strange person, how could he come up with such a good thing?

Wang Qiao casually took out a fine match, struck it, and watched the flame burn steadily in front of him, and couldn't help but fall into confusion.

What is this thing? Why does a stroke catch fire?

He naturally recognized the wooden stick, but he didn't recognize the match head.

The sales momentum of matches exploded in Bianliang City, and everyone who cares about it can see it.

It's all money! The queue at the door of the Daguang match shop was discharged for two miles, and it was still up to Kaifeng Prefecture to allocate a large number of officials to maintain order, otherwise the counter would have to collapse.

None of the merchants in Bianliang City are so prosperous.

Even Fan Lou can't compare.

Because matches are indeed a necessity, and Bianliang City, and even the whole Song Dynasty, there is only this one in the world. Naturally, demand outstrips supply.

Ren Yuanwai regretted that his price was low, and in this way, the sales situation was twice as high, no, even two or three times as high, and they might not be able to grab it!

Production is limited!

Not only the people of the Great Song Dynasty, but even the merchants of the Great Liaoxi Xia came to buy it. For a while, don't talk about Ren Staff, let alone Ren Shopkeeper, even the guys in the store have become celebrities in Bianliang City, and everyone wants to pull some connections and get matches through the back door.

Going through the back door is not something that is new to the future, it will happen anytime and anywhere - as long as the interests are there.

Even if the net worth is not yet at the real level of the staff in Bianliang City, the popularity has far exceeded that of ordinary employees in Bianliang City.

Everywhere he went, he was looked at by people, even when he went to Fan Tower, he could go up to three floors.

Nothing else, he is the real owner of the matches, he has hard goods in his hands, and he is not afraid of going anywhere.

Oops, but it makes the staff very happy.

Even the two production accidents in the factory did not affect his good mood. It's just that one person loses two fingers and one person breaks his leg.

Lose some money, raise it and do it.

The only thing that Ren is worried about is when Qin Mu will come back.

Don't be afraid of anything else. There is wood, coal, that is, coal in later generations, and there is also a shortage of manpower, and such a high salary is waiting in line, but his chemicals are getting fewer and fewer.

Fortunately, the assembly line cannot be at full capacity, otherwise it will bottom out in dozens of days.

Now it looks like it can last a few months, but what about after that?

If he can't provide matches anymore, the people up and down of Bianliang City can't kill him? What's the matter, you want to run when you make money? The point is that no one wants to go back after they get used to it.

Use the "hair candle" to go to the stove to catch the fire, isn't that taking off your pants and farting?

It's stressful!

Where is Qin Mu now?

Qin Mu was teaching the Seven Buddhas to use guns in the military camp in Fangla, Hangzhou.

It's not a red tassel gun, it's ***.

One hundred and twenty rounds of ammunition is all the ammunition.

A neat row of bullets was placed in front of ***, shining brightly with a cold light. Now that it's assembled, spread out the tripod and place it firmly on the ground.

This is the core of the core of the barracks, where the top secret is, except for a few people who talked that day, even Shi Bao can't enter.

A hundred meters away stood a wooden stake with four layers of Song Jun's armor on it - no matter how much it was, it really couldn't be fitted, otherwise Qin Mu would have let them put it on.

It's not far, but the place in the barracks is not big enough, and it's too far away to take up too much time to run to see the effect.

Qin Mu explained to Fang Qifo in detail the difference between *** and cold weapons.

The principles of physics and chemistry will not be mentioned, but how to load a bullet, how to aim, and how to use a rangefinder sight must be taught.

Fang Qifo looked at the *** in front of him, unable to believe that this was actually a weapon.

The bullet looks quite small, the bullet is bigger than the arrow, but how do you shoot it? This gun is not a bow, it has no strings.

Just stuff it into this bore, and as soon as you pull the trigger, the bullet goes out?

Fang Qifo couldn't figure out this truth.

"Okay, the reason is almost there, let's see the actual effect."

Qin Mu lay on the ground and aimed at the gun.

A hundred meters is too close for ***, you don't need to aim, just shoot over.

The sound of the gunshot startled everyone, but they didn't expect this thing to make a sound.

Fang Qifo personally ran to the opposite side to retrieve the armor, and a hole with a large bowl appeared on the armor, all penetrating.

The distance is so close that the piercing effect of the bullet is by no means something that a few pieces of armor can stop.

This is not the armor of a tank, the armor of the Great Song is to deal with the enemy's bow and arrow, and naturally it will not be so thick that people can't wear it.

One layer of iron sheet and another layer of iron sheet, four layers together are useless.

"Okay, let's try it next."

Don't waste bullets yourself, each one is so precious, hit one less one.

Jia Hongxian was very dissatisfied, she had always regarded *** as her own, but her cousin was exchanged for it - she knew that she would not show off with the little fox spirit.

Do they deserve such a good thing?

Qin Mu comforted her and promised to give her a better one.

Hearing that there were better guns, Jia Hongxian reluctantly nodded.

Qin Mu doesn't know what is better, this gun is already invincible in the Great Song Dynasty, will it be possible to bring her an anti-equipment next time***? That's all armor, one shot is equal to one cannon, what is it used to fight in the Great Song Dynasty?

Fang La and Fang Fei each held their armor and watched repeatedly. Both of them were terrified.

Huaguo's weapons are too powerful. Not only is the appearance completely different from the Great Song Dynasty weapon, but this power is even more heaven and earth.

No matter who it is, no matter how good your martial arts are, you can't stop this shot.

What is a shield? Four sets of armor can be worn in one by one, and it will work if you hold a shield? Joke.

Fang La now suddenly has confidence in her future.

He felt that Qin Mu was very ridiculous. Exchange such an artifact for that dead thing. A bunch of bronze, just to make flowers, what's the use. It's a wooden head.

Regardless of Qin Mu, he looked at Fang Qi Buddha attentively. This is the number one general under him, and now that he has an artifact, he should be invincible in the world.

So is it expected to be a hegemon?

Fang Qifo was shocked by the world in front of him.

This is amazing, the target in the distance seems to be pulled in front of him, and the first sight almost made him throw his gun aside, and finally he is the number one general under Fang La, who strongly restrained his panic and gradually calmed down.

Artifacts, magical weapons.

Thinking about the hole in the armor and feeling the coldness coming from his fingers, Fang Qifo's worldview was also subverted.

He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he has been taught by famous teachers, since the Fang La incident, there are no less than dozens of generals of the Song army who died under his sword, thinking that even if they are not invincible in the world, they are difficult to meet opponents.

But now he is holding the ***, looking out through the scope, and seeing that everywhere is the word "death".

Don't say that a warrior like himself uses this gun, even Fang Fei, who doesn't know kung fu, uses this gun, and he can kill whoever he wants, regardless of whether you are invincible in the world or an immortal in the world.

Fang Qifo carefully felt the fresh sensations in his eyes and hands.

Soon entered the realm of selflessness. This is also the consciousness of the warrior.

Of course, Qin Mu gave him too few bullets, if tens of thousands of rounds were placed here, he would have pulled the trigger a long time ago.

More than 100 rounds of ammunition! It would be a pity if one shot could not cost the life of a Song army general. It's gone.

Even Fang La was impatient to wait.

"General Fang, why don't you shoot?" Fang La was a little anxious.

"I want to put the target farther away." Fang Qifo put down the gun in his hand and stood up.

The distance of a hundred meters was already close to the archer's attack range, and he wanted to get farther away.

Qin Mu said that the effective range of this gun is six hundred meters, as for how far six hundred meters is, Qin Mu also gave a demonstration, six to the distance of the armor just now.

Then it's time to get out of the barracks.

"Okay, get out of the camp and test the gun!".