From sunrise to dusk, Zhang Hun stayed in the workshop for more than six hours. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Finally, just before it was completely dark, his body was obviously a little weak, but his spirit was extremely excited, and he walked out of the workshop with a ring-headed knife.

Han Jun, who had been waiting for him with great anxiety, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the excitement on Cong Zhanghun's face could be judged to be done!

"Junhou, it's done!"

Han Junqiang endured the excitement in his heart, carefully took the new refining treasure knife, took a deep breath and said, "Take the knife and try it!" ”

The guard next to him pulled out his knife, put his hands on it and said: "Lord, this knife is thirty refining knives, cutting gold and iron, extremely sharp!" ”

Han Jun nodded slowly, raised the new knife with both hands, burst into a loud shout, and slashed at the thirty refining knife in the hand of the guard.

"Khooth!" With a crisp sound, Han Jun's hands were numb as he looked at the intact new knife in his hand, his eyes full of smugness. Looking at the thirty refining knives in the hands of the guards, they were already broken into two.

"Good knives!"

Han Jun laughed, "Take the knife again!" ”

Zhang Hun returned to the workshop in a hurry, and after a while, he took out a knife again, "This is a fifty refining knife, sharpening iron like clay, and it can be blown." ”

"Good!"

Han Jun nodded and raised the new knife again.

Without any suspense, the Fifty Refining Knife was also broken in two, and the new knife finally couldn't withstand the continuous collision and opened a small opening, but it didn't hinder it from continuing to use.

"Get another knife!"

Fifty refining swords is already very precious in this era. The ring head knives used in the army are basically nine refining knives, and they cannot be mass-produced.

Zhang Hun looked embarrassed, and hesitated: "Back to the prince, fifty refining knives is already the best knife in the workshop." ”

"So? That's it. ”

Han Jun, who was not finished yet, could only nod in disappointment, handed over the drawings in his hand to Zhang Hun and said, "Supervisor Zhang has worked hard, go back to the mansion to receive a reward of five thousand yuan." In addition, you can go back and take a look at these two utensils, and strive to start arranging and building them tomorrow! ”

Five thousand dollars, that's not a small amount of money. Although prices soared because of Dong Zhuo's indiscriminate creation of small money, the state was not greatly affected. Because Han Jun had already issued an order to strictly prohibit Dong Zhuo's small money from circulating in Bingzhou. 5,000 yuan is enough to make Zhang Hun's family dare not live a comfortable life for a year without eating.

Zhang Hun hurriedly kowtowed to thank him, but after his spirit relaxed, his exhaustion surged, his legs were weak, and he actually lay directly on the ground.

Han Jun naturally didn't blame, and sent a personal guard to send Zhang Hun to his home, and he also hurried back home.

The water and rice had not been eaten all day, and Han Jun was already hungry, and he didn't feel hungry before. Now that my mind is gone, I can't wait to beat the drum in my stomach.

Han Jun silently accumulated strength in Bingzhou, and in Yanzhou, Cao Cao finally began to exert his strength.

At the end of October, the white wave thieves entered Koudong County, burned, killed and looted, and did all kinds of evil. Dongjun Taishou Wang Qiu was defeated in successive battles, and Liu Dai, the assassin of Yanzhou, was facing off against the Qingzhou Yellow Turban in the east of Yanzhou, and was powerless to rescue. Wang Qiu, who was trapped in the lonely city, remembered Cao Cao under the reminder of someone who cared about it, and in order to save his life, he took the initiative to let Xian give up the Dongjun Taishou to Cao Cao.

Cao Cao had been waiting for this day for a long time, and the powerful soldiers had finally come in handy.

The white wave thieves are just a rabble, and there is no discipline in marching and fighting, and they can defeat Wang Qiu in a row, also by virtue of the advantage of being outnumbered. But how could they be Cao Cao's opponents of Yunwen Yunwu, and it took almost no effort for Cao Cao to easily drive the white wave thieves out of Dongjun.

After the white foam thief retreated, Wang Qiu began to play tricks again, refusing to admit the fact that he had promised to give way to Cao Cao. But who is Cao Cao? This trouble was solved without much effort, and the deterrence of force and the offensive of money obediently drove Wang Qiu back to Liu Dai's men.

For this, Liu Dai is also helpless. Cao Cao's reputation and strength are not comparable to Qiao Mao, and he is already exhausted by the Qingzhou Yellow Turban at this time, so he can only reluctantly acquiesce to the fact that Cao Cao is in charge of Dongjun.

As a friend of Cao Cao's cockfighting lackeys when he was a teenager, Yuan Shao also appeared in time to show his sense of existence, he, the Jizhou pastor who came from the wrong way, felt good about himself and appointed Cao Cao as the Taishou of Dongjun, but he didn't know that his decision was really disgusting to Cao Cao.

"Yuan Benchu is still the same old man, can't he be ashamed of this problem that can't be changed for a lifetime?"

Cao Cao held the letter of appointment sent by Yuan Shao in his hand, with a wry smile on his face.

Xi Zhicai squinted his eyes and glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Isn't this just right?" ”

Cao Cao sighed slightly and said, "But such a person can dominate a state." I, Cao Cao, asked myself that Wenzhi and martial arts were invincible to him, but I could only shrink back in a county. Is that fair? ”

Xi Zhicai shook his head and said: "This is fallacious! Yuan Benchu owned only a few counties, and the northern counties of Jizhou were still in Han Jun's hands. And if my prediction is correct, Yuan Benchu will be destroyed by Han Jun sooner or later! ”

Cao Cao was shocked: "Although Yuan Benchu was so happy, after all, his family background is prominent, there are many former officials of the Yuan family, and the land of Hebei is rich, how can he be destroyed by Han Jun?" ”

Xi Zhicai squinted his eyes and glanced at Cao Cao, and said indifferently: "The lord is like a mirror in his heart, how can he pretend to be ignorant?" ”

Cao Cao smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "If I can do my best in the Central Plains, sooner or later I will fight with Hebei." Between Han Boyan and Yuan Benchu, I naturally hope that our opponent will be Yuan Shao, who is ambitious and talented. ”

Xi Zhicai sighed and said, "Lord, are you afraid of Han Jun?" ”

Cao Cao was stunned for a long time, then shook his head and said, "Huangkou Ruzi, what am I afraid of him doing?" ”

Xi Zhicai said: "The lord doesn't have to deceive himself, there is nothing to be ashamed of admitting the fear in his heart." Fear, in fact, can also be transformed into motivation, prompting the Lord to be angry and strong! ”

Cao Cao shook his head helplessly and said: "Zhicai's eyes are like torches, and he can't hide anything from you." Although Han Boyan is young, he is like a god in his army, and there are wise men such as Xun Yu and Fu Zhu under his command, Zhang Jaw, and Zhao Yunneng are brave generals. I have heard people say that the wind and rain are now smooth and the river is clear and the sea is clear. This is especially rare, although Han Jun is good at fighting, he is not blindly warlike. He raised enough military strength day by day, went east to the south, and the two roads were launched together, and the trend of swallowing Jizhou has been achieved. It's hateful that Yuan Benchu was proud and complacent, and he couldn't see this big crisis! ”

Xi Zhicai replied: "It's not that I can't see it, but I can't do anything." Han Jun was clamped on both sides, so that Yuan Shao did not dare to be arrogant, and could only watch Han Jun sit big and helpless. ”

The more Cao Cao thought about it, the more irritated he became, and waved his hand impatiently: "Don't mention these troubles, let's talk about ourselves." Although Dongjun was once a rich and prosperous place, but now it is a place of starvation, the people are not living, and there are four wars. ”

Xi Zhicai squinted his eyes and said: "Dongjun is still too small, our next goal is the entire Yanzhou!" ”

Cao Cao nodded slowly, a determined look shot out of his gaze.

Approaching the end of the year, Jinyang City has also become much more lively. For many people in Bingzhou, this year's New Year is not sad at all, there is food at home, and there is no panic in their hearts. In the winter leisure season, there is nothing to do in the farmland, and when I go out to work for the government for a few days, I have a lot of money on hand, and I can live a big year that is not rich but definitely not chilling.

In the streets and alleys, there are constant shouts and sales, shoulder to shoulder, crowded crowds, and the prosperity of the state, which can be seen in general.

Walking through the street market with Diao Chan, Han Jun's mood was also very good when he heard bursts of heartfelt laughter in his ears.

"Husband, I also came to Jinyang when I was a child, and at that time I felt that Jinyang was already extremely prosperous, but compared with now, it is a small thing."

After several rounds of training by Han Jun, Diao Chan finally changed his tune. Originally, she was not qualified to call Han Jun "husband" as a concubine, but Han Jun didn't like the person next to her pillow to be a "gentleman", giving him the feeling of being an outsider.

Han Jun shook his head and smiled: "Where is this, Jinyang is still too small, not to mention compared with Chang'an and Luoyang, even Yecheng is far better than Jinyang!" ”

Diao Chan's favorite thing is the confidence and dissatisfaction on Han Jun's face at this time, which is the look that a man who stands up to the sky should have.

Looking at Han Jun stupidly, Diao Chan said fascinatedly: "Then will Jinyang become more prosperous than Luoyang and Chang'an?" ”

"That's for sure!"

Han Jun clenched his fists, not only answering Diao Chan, but also spurring himself.

No agriculture is unstable, no work is not rich, and no business is not alive.

In his first year at the helm of the state, Han Jun focused on agriculture, after all, food is the most valuable asset in this coming troubled era.

However, when filling his stomach is no longer a problem, Han Jun will start encouraging the development of industry and commerce.

The Bingzhou Workshop is now able to mass-produce horizontal knives and curved ploughs, which will certainly greatly improve the combat effectiveness of the Bingzhou army and the efficiency of agricultural production in Bingzhou. That's where industry comes in.

Commerce and merchants were not taken seriously in the Han Dynasty, and were even suppressed to a great extent, and the Jia people were not allowed to ride in clothes, and the situation of heavy rent and tax would never happen again in the annexed state.

Nowadays, people only see the cunning and cunning side of businessmen who do not do business, but they cannot see the huge role that businessmen bring to society.

Economy, this word, in the Han Dynasty is tantamount to a fantasy. What Han Jun wants to do in the coming year is to make Bingzhou more prosperous through economic means, so that Jinyang will become one of the largest metropolises in the world.

It looks beautiful, but he will also face many difficulties.

In the sound of "crackling" firecrackers, the second year of Chuping has passed like this, and the third year of Chuping, which is destined to be more chaotic, has finally arrived.

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