In ancient times, Zhang Liangbo had a cone of waves and sand, and almost killed Qin Shi Huang, and now there is a big cauldron lid falling from the sky in the Red Twin Cities, almost slapping the big warlord to death! Seeing the lid of the boiler pot of more than 100 catties inserted diagonally in front of him, Mao Jue was soft on the ground, and his eyes were straight.

The lid of the pot in the sky is still heavy, and this thing will never happen once in a lifetime, and the woolly lance and the soldiers are also stupid, and they were stunned for a second, and the goods were full of fear and roared angrily.

"There are assassins, protect the generals!"

Ping Pong, those unlucky gold ores returned to the status of garbage, were thrown to the ground, untied the shield from behind, and the soldiers formed a shield wall in front of Mao Jue in the sound of clattering, and then, several people rushed into the boiler workshop that had just smoked without fear of death.

But after a while, there was no wrestler, and there was no dragon eighteen palms, a martial arts master who called the dead cow with a slap, a bald old man with a pair of apprentices and a dead father was dragged out by the knife on his neck, and as soon as he came out, he directly climbed the rice cake and knelt on the ground, kowtowing like pounding garlic and begging for mercy.

"Spare your life! The little ones aren't assassins! The small ones are all responsible families, thanks to the general's great mercy, this is the only way to settle down in Haoshuang, how can he be an assassin? ”

"Fart, secretly hiding gunpowder, ambushing on the side of the road, almost hurting the general! Master, we don't need to talk to them more, let Luo Zhige come, and ask tomorrow!"

almost injured his big boss, Mao Jue not only had no light on his face, but also the back of his scared back was soaked, he didn't listen to the explanation at all, and roared directly murderously, but who knows, this kung fu, Mao Jue, who had recovered from it, stood up with the support of his own soldiers, waved his hand to him and asked him to step aside first, and walked up by himself.

"Let's talk about it! What the hell is going on? ”

After all, the battlefield has experienced the sword and sword, and this little thing will slowly ease up, seeing a master with a pair of apprentices in this Journey to the West combination, Mao Jue believes that they are not assassins, after all, burying the explosives in the pot, collapsing the lid of the pot and blowing people, this assassination method is too stupid, God knows where the lid of the pot jumps, what if it jumps into a reasonable river?

Seeing that Mao Jue was also unkind, during the questioning, the bald master was sadly slapped on the back of the head of his fat and dumb second apprentice.

"It's all this slacker, scumbag!"

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A typical Dongjiang blacksmith shop, a roller connected to the waterwheel stretched into the river, to provide power for the hammer, next to the melting iron ore, iron-making furnace, the furnace lid has disappeared, the roof has been smashed out of a large hole, but the room has no smell of gunpowder at all, but like a sauna, all full of white steam.

In addition, a pair of mahjong is thrown on the table at the other end, or a relative of mahjong, this year is called a horse hanging and not a leaf card.

"General, that's it, this iron stove was transported from the Dongjiang River and there was a lot of rust, and the old man asked this inferior product to remove the rust, but he poured it well, poured water and white vinegar into the pot, lit the fire and ran, and then blew ......it up."

"Master, obviously you said that three are missing one!"

"It's against you, dare to talk back to the master?"

The foursome talked again, but Mao Jue's attention was not on them, he was all on the big stove, looking at the guy who was still blooming and emitting white smoke, Mao Jue felt that he seemed to grasp something in his mind, but he couldn't think of it for a while.

In annoyance, he turned around twice with his hands behind his back, and simply turned his head and waved his hand at the wool lance.

"Let them go! They're not assassins!"

"General!"

"Thank you, Master General!"

Mao Jue was a little unwilling, but the trio of scripture learning was immediately excited and kowtowed, who knows, Mao Jue didn't finish speaking, and then followed.

"But the death penalty can be avoided, and the living sin cannot be escaped! You are called violating the safety production regulations, and you almost injured passers-by, the crime is increased by one degree, according to the rules of the Red Twin City, you will go to the yamen to pay a fine by yourself, ten taels of silver!"

In a word, the trio almost cried again, because the silver tael imported into the Ming Dynasty from the American continent decreased, and the silver is now valuable, converted into RMB in later generations, and they lost more than 20,000 yuan almost at this time.

"What? Don't want to? ”

"Yes, yes, yes! Thank you for sparing your life!"

Mao Lance scolded with a tiger face, and the foursome who listened to the scriptures hurriedly twitched their old faces and kowtowed repeatedly.

It's better to break your money than to lose your head, right?

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After such an accident, on the way back, a group of guards became cautious, as if they were giving the leader an umbrella, and the steel shield that could be put together was directly around Mao Jue, but fortunately, there were no strange things falling down this way, and they arrived at the Luojia Commercial Bank smoothly.

In order to fight this purple gold hairpin, Mao Jue of the Luo family firm didn't know how many times he had run, plus he had lived in the Luo family in Hangzhou for more than a month, and he was very familiar with the Luo family's shopkeeper work.

"General Mao is here!"

An important commodity produced by China from Southeast Asia to foreign countries is gold and silver handicrafts, the skills of Chinese skilled craftsmen are even those Western gentlemen are amazed, as one of the leaders, several old goldsmiths of the Luo family are naturally familiar with the hands, especially Mao Jue, a big customer, the whole shop more than 30 people followed to help, Mao Jue's personal soldiers also followed the busy turnaround.

It is not easy to get the gold out of the stone, the big stone of twenty or thirty catties is first hammered with water, and the one that does not contain gold is directly skimmed by the master, and the rest is crushed under the stone mill, and finally shakes it in the water with a sieve like a sieve of golden sand, and shakes the light impurities on it, and after a series of actions are completed, there are a few catties left of more than a hundred catties of rough stones.

It was already obvious that the rest of the powder was shining with golden light, and while wrapping the gold powder in rice and charcoalizing, the old master nodded in admiration.

"What a bonanza! It's been more than ten years since I purchased gold mines, and it's the first time I've seen such a rich ore, so you've picked up a treasure!"

"General?"

"Huh?"

Obviously absent-minded, Mao Jue woke up and shook his head a little blankly: "I'm sorry, I'm going to be distracted!"

"Master Li, when I came, a few stupid people burned the boiler and blew up the lid of the furnace, almost hurting my general!"

Still lingering, the wool lance is measuring the boiler with one hand, and a few handfuls are blind with the other, and the old goldsmith who listened to it is all discolored, and asked with concern.

"Then the general is okay, right?"

"My family will be blessed by the god of Changbai Mountain, and a thousand catties of gods will rise in a wave of his hand, how can there be anything!"

"General, do you say no!"

When you are a subordinate, you have to be like Mao Jue, and maintain the majesty of the leader at any time, but when Mao Lance turned around, he found that Mao Jue's eyes were straight, and he was staring at him with a strange look, which made him feel that his back was straight.

In the past few days, Mao Jue has nothing to do with those Fujian businessmen who moved over from Fujian to discuss cooperation, I heard that Hu Jianren is very manly, and he will not be infected by his own generals! Alas, it's all because my parents gave birth to Lao Tzu who is too handsome and chic. Touching his Northeast pig waist face, Mao Lance thought sadly.

"You, two more strokes!"

"Huh? The general ......"

"Less nonsense, just now, and then compare!"

Even more sad, trying to recall, the captain of the pro-soldier drew too anxiously with difficulty.

"That's it, this end is a boiler, and that end explodes with a bang......"

In the eyes of a room full of people caring for neuropathy, Mao Jue finally slapped his head suddenly.

"yes, how did I forget about it!"

"That, Master Li, there are blacksmiths in your shop, all of them are called to Lao Tzu! Mao Lance, don't be idle, go to the Yamen, and let that kid Luo Zhige transfer all the best steelcraftsmen in the Red Twin Cities to Lao Tzu!"

Suddenly, Huan Shi was like a monkey, watching Mao Jue jump up and down, Mao Jue's eyes were straight, full of stumbling, and the captain of the pro-soldier was sadly urging a bag of fists.

"General, master, are you evil? Or, the little one went to Lord Song to come over to exorcise evil spirits? ”

"You've just fallen into evil!"

The angry kick rolled up on his buttocks, and then Mao Jue shouted excitedly.

"Go to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu thinks of something, a big event related to the future of our Dongjiang!"

So serious! Somebody wouldn't be going to rebel, would they? What can you do with a blacksmith? was puzzled, but Mao Lance didn't dare to disobey the order, turned around and went out.

turned around and treated the Luo family as his own, Mao Jue shouted at the stupid Luo guy again.

"Prepare a smelting room for Ben General, coal, fine fine iron, go get it!"

"Small, little obedience!"

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The right is really a good thing, like at the beginning, for twenty taels of silver to build a protective revolver, Mao Jue almost didn't sell his kidney, this time it's good, he opened his mouth twice, more than 20 bitter leaves The best blacksmith, thousands of catties of fine iron, heavy lump of coal, it was done in less than half an hour, this gold ore with carbon was burned red, and several old goldsmiths looked at Mao Jue with stunned eyes to strengthen their jobs.

"You first build a boiler for Ben, isolated from top to bottom, add water to the top, burn fire below, and the water tank must be absolutely sealed!"

A piece of white ash chalk was spent on the small blackboard, and a group of craftsmen were also dizzy when they watched Mao Jue's spit stars splash and draw a large egg-shaped ball.

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In a few days, a piece of gossip was worn in the Red Twin Cities, the first version, Mao Jue was smashed stupidly by a big iron stove, and in the middle of the night and the iron bar got up, to block the blacksmith shop in the whole Dongjiang, and then, the news was distorted, and the iron pot lid that smashed Mao Jue became the iron cannonball fired by Jiannu, and finally became the iron Ruyi of Taishang Laojun, the congenital spirit treasure, Mao Jue also changed from being smashed stupid to receiving the aura of heaven and earth, and if he wanted to practice a big spirit treasure, he would become an immortal after practice.

However, the gossip is evil, these days to the Hongshuang ship, the number of people unloaded is several times more, gold mine! A big businessman who moved over from Fujian or Shanxi, Shandong Province was eager to give himself a few slaps in the face, why not bring more silver, bring more buddies to the shopkeeper, now who is strong in manpower and material resources, who can occupy more shares in this money-digging job, a letter with money and many people stupid to come out of the letter, just a month, the red double merchant shop like mushrooms after a rain.

A month later, the model enterprise of the Ming Dynasty, a classic combination of state-owned enterprises and private enterprises, Kuye Town Gold Development Company, can be regarded as a cake divided under the compromise of all parties, and it can be regarded as completely formed.

With the mine as capital, 50 percent of the shares belong to the Dongjiang River, but in these years there is no distinction between public and private, the soldiers are owned by the generals, and the Dongjiang River belongs to Mao Jue, and there are more than 60 big businessmen left, including those who joined Tieshan to subscribe together, the most of which holds five percent of the shares, and the least is five thousandths, and the entire gold mine, these big businessmen have invested more than one million taels of silver.

However, no matter how beautiful the discussion was, Mao Jue nodded and signed, and the signboards were painted with gold characters.

As soon as he entered the door, a dinging sound burst into his ears, and he only walked a few steps, only to hear a boom, the backyard wall collapsed with a bang, and a black iron head rushed to the front of him less than ten miles, and the dust splashed, so frightened that Cao Dashang sat on the ground.

The hair lance that led the way was a sad pat on the head.

"Lord! Are you alright? ”

With his words, a fleshy head came out of the iron head, a small white face was smoked into a small black face by soot, and Mao Jue poked his head out with a smile and beckoned.

"Don't worry! Lao Tzu is fine! Ay! Cao Dashang, Ship Master Liu, long time no see! ”

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The land was not approved first, and a group of big businessmen were taken by Mao Jue to the Xishan Iron Mine not far from the Red Twin Cities with big eyes, and Mao Jue brought it with them.

This thing is really weird, behind it is a large boiler more than a meter high, cast iron, thick lid, a circle of big screws the thickness of the mother's fingers screwed sturdy, the middle of the lid is two sticking out, and a water injection port is covered by the valve.

Further on is a large square cast-iron box, to which two pipes lead to it, which must have been made of two molds divided into two pieces, and the seams were tightly wrapped in cowhide in the middle, and the outside was tied with iron hoops like Hongyi cannons, and a whole circle was fixed around it with large screws the thickness of small arms.

Another pole protruded from the iron box, which was still fixed with screws in front of it, and was connected to a pole that could be bent, and at the end of the pole was connected to a large runner with a handle that turned on the Dongjiang cannon, and the runner finally connected a row of iron wheels under the entire iron guy with a belt.

Six bullocks were pulled in front, and more than thirty merchants followed him to stand on top of the iron man's nursery.

No matter how you look at it, this iron guy who is full of the atmosphere of the industrial age, and a group of big businessmen who look at it are all straight-eyed, and they can't stop glancing there.

Could it be that it is rumored that Mao Juelian's immortal weapon is true? I couldn't help but be curious, Cao Dashang was worried about his fat belly, and came to Mao Jue's side with a flattering face, pointing to that thing and asking.

"Master General, what the hell is this!"

At the mention of this, Adriana who came out depressedly put the little brain melon aside, and Mao Jue triumphantly patted the iron guy under his ass.

"You'll find out in a moment!"

Xishan Iron Mine is the closest vein to Hongshuang, less than twenty miles, about half an hour to arrive, this seems to have caught up with Mao Jue an important day, there has already been a large group of Dongjiang Army, in this group of rich uncles staring, more than 80 people shouted and dragged, dragged this huge iron guy to the mouth of the mine, pushed on two steel bars, the bottom with a square wooden pad, ladder-like track, to retreat.

What the hell is this?

Still staring at the small eyes, this heavy guy was pushed by the Dongjiang Army along the railroad tracks to the bottom of the mine.

couldn't help but be curious, Cao Dashang poked his head into the hole like a few geese, looked into the ground, and with a cold buzz, a whistle startled them again, and then, in the panting sound of the ancient giant beast, a heavy guy climbed out of the deep mine with a rumbling momentum.

Hiss~

Every big businessman couldn't help but gasp............

(End of chapter)