Chapter 748: The God of the Battlefield is born

Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan hid in the backyard of Qianzhuang, anxiously waiting for news.

Although Fang Jifan's righteousness is thin and cloudy, it is not necessarily that these damn sailors will be righteous.

Having said so many tear-jerking words today, the face is enough.

But what if these damned sailors and sailors die for money, and don't let go when they don't see real money?

Then it was really a sin, so many copper plates, as well as the paper that was designed, and the craftsmen who printed it, all did useless work.

Without the gold and silver of these sailors as reserves, Fang Jifan would not dare to open a bank.

In this era, the financial system is particularly fragile, and any rumor can cause a run, and in order to build credit, it is necessary to survive many runs and build credit.

To put it bluntly, no matter how good the reputation is, it is not worth the real money in the inventory.

But once these real money and silver were exchanged for gold and silver tickets by the sailors, then ...... Qian Zhuang can be regarded as a firm foothold.

In the future, Fang Jifan can even ask the merchants to buy the glass and anthracite of Xishan, and they must also use gold and silver tickets, and the wool of Xishan must also be traded with gold and silver tickets, these are all best-selling products, and the merchants like it, as long as they buy it, they will not worry about sales.

After all, there is only one in the world, and there is no other branch.

This will prompt a large number of businessmen, have to go around to exchange gold tickets and silver tickets, businessmen need gold tickets, silver tickets circulation, some business activities, can be promoted through gold tickets and silver tickets, and once people believe in the credit of gold tickets and silver tickets, confirm that the paper in their hands can be exchanged at any time, more and more people, will accept this simple and convenient currency.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Wang Jinyuan hurried to the backyard, his mouth was dry, sweating profusely, seeing the prince and Fang Jifan, he didn't have time to salute, but gasped, poured a sip of cold tea, and drank it all: "Your Highness, young master, it's all right, the gold and silver tickets released are worth nine million three hundred and fifty thousand taels, and the rest were all taken away by the sailors and sailors." ”

Zhu Houzhao was happy.

In fact, he doesn't know anything about finance.

may not know what the promotion of the gold and silver tickets means, but Zhu Houzhao doesn't care, he enjoys the fun of success.

Fang Jifan couldn't help but sigh: "Our soldiers and civilians are really kind." ”

This year's leeks are really ...... Good cut.

The big thing has been decided, and the next step is to start operating, as long as the credit is guaranteed and can deal with all kinds of gossip, gold and silver tickets, sooner or later it will become more and more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

But at this time, someone from outside hurriedly came: "Your Highness, Captain, the British Duke has come by order to see His Highness and Captain." ”

Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan glanced at each other, knowing Zhang Mao's intention, they were happy, Zhu Houzhao was vivid: "Let's go, take a look." ”

When he arrived at the town mansion, the British prince stretched his face and waited anxiously.

He is very busy, tomorrow morning, he has to get up early, take a shower and change clothes, and have no time to grind here.

See the crown prince and Fang Jifan coming.

Zhang Mao first saluted Zhu Houzhao: "I've seen Your Highness." ”

Fang Jifan saluted Zhang Mao: "I've seen Shibo." ”

Zhang Mao was inconvenient in front of the crown prince, and reluctantly showed a smile: "Your Highness, I am here on the orders of Your Majesty...... Thoroughly investigate the explosion of Wang Gongchang's artillery. As he spoke, he took out the drawings: "This drawing, but Fang Xian's nephew contributed it." ”

Fang Jifan said: "Yes." ”

Zhang Mao said: "After the dedication, Wang Gongchang built the cannon according to the drawings, but it was blown up, which aroused the suspicion of the Manjing Division. ”

The implication of this is to tell Fang Jifan, stop in the future, don't cause trouble.

Fang Jifan said: "Uncle Shi, my nephew's drawings are no problem at all, and my nephew can use his own head to guarantee it." ”

"......" Zhang Mao doesn't like people who lift the bar, and Fang Jifan has always been a bar master, he ...... Get used to it.

Zhang Mao brushed his beard: "Well, the old man's intention, this is it, I heard that Xishan also cast an artillery, which was cast according to the drawings, Your Majesty specially ordered the old man to come here and take a look." ”

He said it lightly.

But he looked a little unconvinced.

Speaking of artillery, Zhang Mao is also an old expert. When his father was alive, Zhang Mao grew up in the barracks when he was a child, and the sharpest weapon of the Ming army was artillery.

Zhang Mao only said: "Okay, take the old man to take a look." ”

Zhu Houzhao was in good spirits: "It's good, it's good, Zhang Qing's family, the palace will take you to the back mountain in person." Liu Banban......"

As soon as he talked about Liu Companion, a eunuch arrived in front of him.

This eunuch is naturally not Liu Jin, but Zhang Yong of the East Palace.

Zhang Yong looked at Zhu Houzhao with a smile.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but feel a little melancholy, and said, "This palace is called wrong again." ”

Zhang Yong immediately looked like a mourner: "This is because His Royal Highness is a person who values love and righteousness, and Gonggong Zhang was a kind person during his lifetime, not to mention His Royal Highness the Prince, he is a slave, and he misses him all the time, when I think of him, tears want to flow down, hahaha...... The slave wants to cry...... The slave really wanted to cry...... "He couldn't help it, he actually laughed, but Zhang Yong knew that he couldn't laugh, he was busy trying to hold his face and put on a look like a mourner, but the joy in his heart couldn't be hidden, he couldn't help laughing, Zhang Yong was suddenly scared, and said in his heart that he couldn't laugh, so he cried and laughed on this face, fickle, and simply pulled his throat and howled: "Hahaha......" covered his heart: "Woo woo...... The slave and maid should die, the slave and maid thought of Liu Gonggong's voice and smile, and thought that he was under the spring, he must ...... I must be thinking of Your Majesty all the time, thinking of the slave and the slave, the slave and the slave and him, like brothers, the heart of the slave and the slave is like a knife, and the slave and the maid are uncomfortable...... Aha...... It's so uncomfortable......"

Zhu Houzhao was furious, and stepped forward to slap Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong was suddenly slapped away, this time, he really cried, and wailed: "Eh! Rolling on the ground, he rolled for a while, and immediately turned into a transparent person, hiding aside, and carefully licking his wounds.

"Something like a dog!" Zhu Houzhao scolded angrily.

Then, Zhu Houzhao sighed.

It's still Liu Jin, I actually found that the palace is a little sorry for him, poor Liu Jin, there are no bones......

Zhu Houzhao's heart sank to the bottom.

Zhang Yong stood aside, full of resentment, aggrieved in his heart, but he didn't know what, when he thought of Liu Jin, he wanted to laugh, no matter what, he couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, this is a disease, I have to find a doctor to take a look.

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When everyone arrived at the back mountain, a cannon had already been erected here.

Zhang Weiyu took a group of Zhang's family members and got the news a long time ago, and carefully wiped the cannon body.

This is a baby, a guy from the Zhang family's dinner.

I heard that Shou Ninghou is back, that damn guy, actually back...... Zhang Weiyu and the clansmen, frightened, afraid of this Shou Ninghou, and used signboards to take advantage, they were afraid, really afraid, looking at the artillery, Zhang Weiyu showed his doting on children.

When I saw a group of people coming, there was a familiar figure in the crowd.

Be...... Shouning Hou Zhang Heling.

This Zhang Heling is still his second uncle, Zhang Weiyu is busy bowing his head, pretending not to see Zhang Heling.

Zhang Heling came with him to join in the fun, the sailors and sailors all said goodbye, he didn't leave, deliberately stayed, he remembered that in the back kitchen of the canteen, there seemed to be several large pots of beef that had not been served, so it was okay, and the night meal was also saved, which was delicious. He kept an eye on the crown prince and Fang Jifan, wherever they went, he went, what was the face, was there beef delicious?

At this time, he followed the back mountain excitedly, and as soon as he saw Zhang Weiyu and others, he looked up at the sky.

Poor relatives, very annoying, who knows if these hungry and crazy poor relatives will come to take advantage of themselves, hum, I'm also poor, these poor ghosts, but they want to buckle the rope from Ben Hou every day, what do you want to do, it's against the sky?

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Zhang Weiyu stepped forward and saluted Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan.

But Zhang Mao quickly set his eyes on the artillery.

He held the blueprint in his hand and looked the cannon up and down.

This artillery is really a bit famous, look at it...... It's exactly the same as on the design drawings.

The steel used in this cannon body is actually more delicate than ordinary artillery.

He pinched the cannon with his hand: "There are no air holes?" ”

Fang Jifan shook his head.

Zhang Mao sighed: "This is strange. ”

It is necessary to know that the iron thing must be exercised, because there is air in it, so there are pores inside the iron, and the general method is to wrought iron, that is, in the usual sense, the blacksmith holds a hammer and constantly beats the wrought iron, just like kneading the dough side, kneading the air in the dough out.

Therefore, there is a saying that there is a hundred forging steel, which is actually a way to describe this kind of steelmaking.

But the problem is that if it is a sword, with this method, there is no problem, but the cast cannon is different, a cannon weighs thousands of catties, such a large amount of work, is it really impossible to temper it?

Especially in recent years, the armament is relaxed, this kind of forged steel has become more and more rare, the vast majority of artillery casting, the steel material used, is very general, because there is air in the steel, after a long time, this bubble will form a hollow, and the gun body, is also potholes, the strength of the barrel, can be seen.

In order to avoid the fragile barrel can not withstand the impact of the gunpowder explosion in the barrel, so as not to explode, the craftsmen have invented a very clever way to constantly strengthen the thickness of the barrel, and an iron lump is piled up.

Zhang Mao is accustomed to the fact that artillery should be potholes, knock it, there is still a little hollow muffled sound inside, like such a smooth surface of artillery, it is rare.