Ma Du thought that Lao Zhu had only given others the titles of duke, marquis, and uncle, but he didn't know that Lao Zhu had also awarded a number of titles such as county duke, county candidate, county uncle, county son, and county man.

The more famous ones are Ding Pulang, the prince of Jiyang County, the prince of Dongqiu County, and Yu Tingyu, the prince of Hejian County, ......, as for the county men, county sons and the like, there are more, but these people are fucking dead.

That's right, they all died in battle, all of them were posthumously sealed by Lao Zhu, and they were all before the founding of the Ming Dynasty, and after the founding of the country, there were standard rules and regulations, and there were no more. In particular, those low-ranking titles have become hereditary official positions. For example, Qi Xiang earned a hereditary Dengzhou guard commander for his descendants.

Hearing Song Lian say this, Ma Du was frightened at first, and almost thought that Lao Zhu was going to kill him, no wonder no one congratulated him just now. But after thinking about it carefully, I feel that it is impossible, where is this, the Ming Dynasty has not yet established a country, and Lao Zhu will not kill the heroes.

As soon as Song Lian looked at Ma Du's face, he knew that Ma Du wanted to be crooked, "Don't think nonsense, the prince told me that you are still young, and the title is high, I am afraid that you will be proud and not want to forge ahead, but you can't be rewarded for your merits, so I have to give you a smaller one." ”

Don't want to forge ahead? I have to say that Lao Zhu saw him very thoroughly, first sealed a title that was too small to be small, let him taste the sweetness, hang him with the title, and continue to work hard.

It's like tying a carrot to the donkey's head in front of his eyes, for this carrot, the donkey has to keep walking, and unconsciously finishes the grinding, and it's hard to say whether he can eat the carrot in the end, and Madu is the donkey.

Madu is not superstitious, even if he is sealed into the pile of dead, he does not feel unlucky, but this title is too small, it seems to be the smallest.

Song Lian snorted, "Okay, don't get cheap and sell well, the prince will only give the title to the four living people, and you will have one, which is not enough for you to be proud." ”

"And Liao Yongan."

"Liao Yongan's national duke is actually sealed for the dead, who would have wanted you to save it. Now that the prince has changed his yuan, it would be too unfair if he didn't reward a few. Alright, the old man is gone! ”

"Slow down, I'll go with Biao'er and a few of them to pay New Year's greetings to you later."

Song Lian said: "Okay, remember to bring the bride, your wife hasn't seen it yet." I also have to bring more soap, the old man likes it very much, there are more and more people in the family, and it is always not enough. ”

I rub, when can an honest person become so shameless.

Song Lian left, Li Shanchang and others came over to congratulate him again, they were all Lao Zhu's close ministers, how much could they guess that Lao Zhu had a little thought, and his eyelids were not so shallow.

After returning home, Ma Du took Song Shuang and took the gifts to each house for a turn, and hurriedly returned to Fangshan in the afternoon to celebrate the New Year with the second grandfather, and it was still comfortable in the countryside, at least when the Kong Ming lantern was released, there was no need to worry about burning other people's houses.

After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Lao Zhu's army began to move, and Tang He was appointed as the general of Zhengnan and the deputy general Wu Zhen to lead the soldiers and horses of Changzhou, Changxing, and Jiangyin to conquer Fang Guozhen.

Ma Du was also urged by Lao Zhu to hurry up to improve the grenade, and before the year was over, Ma Du began to work. The first thing to do is to solve the raw material of glass powder, and of course, to make a fortune by the way, Madu also has to do.

This is a big cake, and Madu thinks he can't eat it, so he has to pull others to do it together. The combination of Zhu Biao, Li Shanchang, Chang Yuchun, Tang He, Li Wenzhong, and Zhu Wenying is definitely good, and no one should dare to provoke it.

Sixty percent of the shares were divided, and Ma Du himself only accounted for forty percent. Ma Du didn't look for Xu Da, before his simple wife matured, Ma Du wouldn't do business with his family, but the production could still be sold to his family. As for Shen Wansan, he doesn't care about shares, as long as the agency is in hand, the merchant will not earn less than the manufacturer.

So another large furnace was built at the foot of Fangshan, and the workers invited were all tenants of the family. The tenants said that it was right to do some work for the landlord, as long as they took care of the food and did not delay farming when the farm was busy.

What a simple person, if the heart is a little worse, it must be as the tenants say. Fortunately, Ma Du's conscience is still clear, and he promises to take care of a dry meal, and the salary of 20 yuan per person per day is not capped.

All the tenants came at once, and when he saw a half-grown boy who was still pumping the snot that had slipped to his mouth back into his nostrils, Madu thought it would be better to let him continue to study in the school.

These people are also strange, and would rather let the children under the age of ten come to work, and leave the sturdy women at home to do laundry and cooking.

He had seen with his own eyes that a woman was carrying a large stone mortar all over the village, and she still had a lot of strength, and she was more elaborate than a man in doing things, and she was definitely a good laborer.

Under careful questioning, it turned out that the defense of men and women was still at work, and Ma Du had no choice, this was not something he could solve with a single word. It may be only by being like Shen Wansan's textile workshop, which is all women, that it is possible to liberate the female labor force. When a woman can earn money to support her family and have more social value, her status will naturally rise.

I didn't expect to sign a labor contract and a confidentiality agreement, and I ran into trouble again. The tenants went to Yuan Jiuli to read the contract and agreement, and when Yuan Jiuli finished explaining, they immediately blew up, feeling that the master did not trust them, and felt as if they had been greatly insulted.

In this era when the productive forces and agricultural technology were not developed, the relationship between the majority of landlords and tenant farmers was not as bad as it was propagated in later generations, and it could be said that it was an interdependent community of interests.

Some generations have come down, and it is not for nothing that they get along with each other and have true feelings, but if they are tenants in the Mongolian master's family, they may have to be different. Madu did this, which was indeed a bit hurtful.

Lao Cui's youngest son was babbling, "Our whole family farms the land of the lord's family, and you pay you for your work, if you go to work in other houses behind your back and leak your recipe, am I still human!" Others chimed in.

Madu asked rhetorically, "What if someone gives you silver?" ”

"It's that people give me ten taels...... No, I won't do it for a hundred taels! ”

"What if someone gives you a thousand taels? What about five thousand taels, or even ten thousand taels? ”

The audience immediately fell silent, and no one spoke again.

In the end, the labor contract and the confidentiality agreement were not signed, and these ordinary people could not resist such a temptation, and if the things that could not be bound by morality, the contracts and agreements were useless.

But it doesn't matter, even if someone poachs the corner of the wall, Li Shanchang will definitely make him unable to open it. All Madu could do was make a lot of money and sell the glass for the price of cabbage.

The glass workshop was finally opened, the quartz stone was ground and crushed, mixed with soda ash and put into the boiler for burning, and after constant stirring, it was poured into the mold prepared in advance.

These are all treasures, they are only treasures in the Crystal Palace of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, no wonder they have to sign a confidentiality agreement with themselves. Such a recipe is priceless, and letting yourself work here is the greatest trust in itself.

The yield of glass cups is very low, less than three percent, one is because a small amount of is not formed, the other is because there are relatively large bubbles in the glass, and the biggest reason is the damage caused by the opening of the mold.

Thirty percent is enough, anyway, there is not much cost, as for the defective products, they can be thrown back into the boiler, or they can be knocked into slag and sold to Lao Zhu to make grenades to pull strings and earn his silver.