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Xue Zhidie suddenly shouted hysterically: "Impossible! You can't possibly know that! Yang Guohua can't tell you! He didn't even know it himself! You must be lying! Right! You must be lying! Everything you say, you make up! ”

Zhang Zhun smiled coldly and said contemptuously: "Do I need to be told?" Do you think Yang Guohua can tell me this? If you think I'm not worthy of you, you can jump into the sea again now, and I promise I won't save you! The people of Yangjiatun will not save you! ”

Xue Zhidie was stunned for a moment, obviously lacking confidence, but he wanted to save face, refused to give in, and gritted his teeth and said, "You...... You're talking nonsense! ”

Zhang Zhun raised his head and smiled, and said disdainfully: "Sitting in the well and watching the sky, I thought I understood the whole world!" ”

Walk away.

Xue Zhidie was completely stunned.

Yang Yinghan said nervously: "Sister Butterfly......"

Xue Zhidie suddenly sat on the ground and cried without grace.

Yang Yinghan was helpless and was completely defeated by Xue Zhidie's appearance. This big man is still crying like a child, it's really ...... Xue Ningying is smart and well-behaved, and empathetic, but in the face of such a thing, she is naturally at a loss. Yang Lingxue seemed to be looking at a monster, and she didn't understand how such a big sister could cry like herself?

Xue Zhidie suddenly said: "Zhang Yulin, you wait, I will expose your lies!" ”

Yang Yinghan was stunned for a moment, and stopped talking.

Zhang Zhun just now, Yang Yinghan basically didn't understand anything. She wondered, what lie did Zhang Zhun tell? How powerful is it? actually made Xue Zhidie speechless? With her understanding of Xue Zhidie, if she wants her to shut up, it will be more difficult than killing her! It's a pity that Yang Yinghan couldn't understand what Zhang Zhun said just now.

Zhang Zhun got angry, but he felt a lot better. Xue Zhidie is such a surname, if you don't knock and knock, she still thinks how amazing she is! After a hard beating, she must calm down for a while. From the future of yourself, what kind of woman has not seen? Turn to get her dangling in front of herself?

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Two days later, Zhang Zhun returned to Maojiatun again.

He came here because Li Fenglai and others were preparing the furnace and were about to start production. It was supposed to take half a month to get it done, but Zhang Zhun repeatedly urged, and they forcibly shortened the time by half. Of course, this comes at the cost of money. The construction of such an iron-making furnace cost Zhang Zhun a full eight hundred taels of silver, which is a considerable investment. If the money is invested, Zhang Zhun naturally wants to supervise it.

The current escort team really needs good steel!

Without steel, you can't get any weapons.

The iron production of the Ming Dynasty was mainly based on the steel frying method. The raw material of frying steel is pig iron, and the main point of the operation is to heat the pig iron to a liquid or semi-liquid state, and use blasting or sprinkling concentrate powder to oxidize silicon, manganese and carbon, and reduce the carbon content to the composition range of steel and wrought iron. Most of the products of fried steel are low-carbon steel and wrought iron, but if it is well controlled, medium-carbon steel and high-carbon steel can also be obtained.

The main form of frying steel is double-chamber frying, or reverberatory furnace (inverted flame furnace) frying. The basic feature is that fuel combustion and metal smelting each occupy a reading space. The high-temperature flame stream from the combustion of the fuel crosses the wall of fire (fire path) into the melting chamber and heats the metal, which is then discharged through the furnace door or specially set up chimney. Because the metal is not in direct contact with the fuel, it reduces the possibility of harmful impurities phosphorus and sulfur entering it.

The furnace of this method is relatively simple, the two chambers are close to each other, both are built below the ground, and the blast enters from the lower part of the combustion chamber, and then enters the chamber from the top of the chamber. The furnace in Xi'an is another way, the smelting chamber is built below the ground, the combustion chamber is built above the ground, the two chambers are superimposed up and down, the bottom of the combustion chamber is facing the center of the smelting chamber, the wind is blown in from the upper part of the combustion chamber, and then directly into the stir-fry chamber through the fire port at the bottom of the combustion chamber. The top of the combustion chamber is closed with a cover plate.

Since the escort team needed quite a lot of steel, Zhang Zhun asked Li Fenglai and others to design the output of the iron-making furnace to the maximum. From the point of view of design, the output of the furnace is considerable, and if there are no accidents, about 100 catties of various steel can be obtained every day. In the future, with the number of processes, the steel output will definitely continue to rise, eventually reaching two hundred catties per day.

Of course, that's for later,

"Well done, there's a reward!"

"Well done, fuck off!"

Zhang Zhun said to the blacksmiths briskly.

Li Fenglai and others invited a total of more than 30 blacksmiths to be responsible for all aspects of ironmaking, and dozens of people were responsible for excavating ore to provide the most primitive pig iron for frying steel. Zhang Zhunkai's basic salary for these blacksmiths was one tael of silver, and he was also in charge of two meals a day. This kind of treatment can already attract a skilled blacksmith to come to work.

In order to encourage the blacksmiths' positive surnames, Zhang Zhun also established a reward and punishment system. The core content is that for every hundred catties of steel smelted, all blacksmiths can get a reward of one cent of silver (0.01 taels). If you do well, you can also get two or even three cents of silver. According to the calculation of 100 catties of steel produced by the iron-making furnace every day, the blacksmiths can get one penny of silver every day, and at the end of a month, it is three coins of silver. Calculated in this way, each blacksmith can get some extra money every month, and the positive surname is naturally very high.

In these years, what I am afraid of is that there is no positive surname.

As long as there is a positive surname, then everything is easy to do.

Of course, the pressure on Li Fenglai, Yin Gensheng, and Zou Huoming is also very high. Because, Brigadier Zhang and the three of them get income, which is completely linked to the output of steel. The three of them have no basic salary, only commissions. The greater the steel production, the more income the three of them will make. Zhang Zhun gave them a commission of one penny of silver per 100 catties of steel. If the steel output reaches 3,000 catties a month, the three of them can get a total of 30 taels of silver, and if they are divided equally, each person can get at least 10 taels of silver.

In order to earn more money, the three of them must desperately squeeze the potential of other blacksmiths and continuously increase steel production. With such a stimulating reward, Zhang Zhun is not worried that the three of them will not work hard. He hopes that the steel output of the steelmaking furnace can reach the limit of 200 catties per day as soon as possible. Only in this way can the escort team better meet greater challenges.

Leaving the iron-making furnace, Zhang Zhun was about to go back to Hongshitan when he suddenly saw several nuns walking back and forth between the families in Maojiatun. Among these nuns, there are actually a few very young, and they have not shaved their hair, and they are wearing white linen monk's robes, and the sea breeze blows, and the white clothes are fluttering. Many of them also carried a small basket behind them, which was filled with herbs and the like.

Zhang Zhun asked curiously, "Who are those?" ”

Mao Sanye, who accompanied Zhang Zhun to wander around, said: "The people of Laoshan Water Moon Nunnery. ”

Zhang Zhun was a little strange, and asked thoughtfully, "Shuiyue Nunnery?" ”

Laoshan has the saying that there are nine palaces, eight views and seventy-two nunnery, among which there are many nunnery. The monks of the Ming Dynasty were all vindictive, and they needed official approval before they could become monks. Therefore, there is no such thing as a monk hiding a person. The number of monks in each temple is generally dozens, or even a few. The big temple, which often has hundreds of people, does not exist in Laoshan. In general, the monks of the Ming Dynasty were still very well-behaved. The monks of Laoshan have always had a good reputation.

When Mao Sanye talked about Shuiyue Nunnery, his expression was quite respectful, and he said: "The master of Shuiyue Nunnery is best at medical skills, and they have been studying this way. Every year around the Dragon Boat Festival and the Double Ninth Festival, the teachers and wives of Shuiyue Nunnery will travel down the mountain to treat the nearby villagers by the way. My father's illness was cured by the teachers. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have had a father when I was very young. ”

Zhang Zhun said solemnly: "I see, it's disrespectful." ”

In such troubled times, it is really rare to have monks who are willing to treat the common people for free. No matter what the point of view, they are worthy of respect. Especially because they actually know how to use medical skills, Zhang Zhun is even more interested. In troubled times, medical skills are rare!

Zhang Zhun walked over, looked carefully for a while, and found that the nuns took out some red pills and some white medicinal powder. The red pill is taken orally, and the white powder is applied externally. Seeing the red pill, Zhang Zhun couldn't help but think of Yunnan Baiyao. I wonder if they have the ability to research Yunnan Baiyao? If the prescription was handed over to them for research and production, perhaps, this elixir would have been born in the Ming Dynasty four hundred years in advance. It will be a great blessing for the people of this era.

Zhang Zhun thoughtfully, came to a teacher's wife, and said respectfully: "This teacher's wife, please." ”

Although he does not believe in Buddhism and rarely interacts with monks, he still respects those monks and nuns who strictly abide by the rules and precepts. Of course, it's okay to sell dog meat on the head of a sheep. Obviously, these hard-working, skinny masters in front of him are real monks and deserve his respect.

The old nun had a kind face and said kindly: "This donor, I don't know what's going on?" ”

Zhang Zhun said respectfully: "Mrs. Shi hangs the pot to help the world, saving the dead and helping the wounded, we really admire!" On behalf of the fathers and fellow villagers of the Fushan Institute, I would like to thank you for your great kindness. This is a little respect from the villagers, who are willing to dedicate themselves in front of the Bodhisattva, and ask the teacher to accept it. ”

After that, he offered twenty taels of silver.

The teacher pushed Yin Liang away, shook his head and said, "This is what I should do for the monks." I'm sorry, this donor, we monks hold the precept of not catching money, yellow and white things, defile the aura of the monks, and ask the donor to take it back quickly. ”

Zhang Zhun noticed that the other party said that he was fake, and he really didn't want the silver taels, so he took the silver taels back, and said in a deep voice: "Master, I have a prescription, if I can grind it into a medicinal powder according to the prescription, the effect of stopping bleeding and relieving pain should be very good." I wonder if Mrs. Shi can study it in detail and make it into a medicine? ”

The teacher was slightly surprised, looked Zhang Zhun up and down, and said to the back, "Ning'er, come over here." ”

There's a young girl over there. She has a long figure, a pretty face, and quiet and intelligent eyes. Just looking at this young girl coming, it was as if she had seen a cloud of smoke and rain in the spring and autumn in the south of the Yangtze River, with the fragrance of plants, trees and flowers, and the fog on her face, and the fresh air made people feel good. Zhang Zhun has seen a lot of beauties in his previous life, and there are more pictures of beauties, but it is the first time he has seen such a beautiful and refined girl.

The young girl introduced herself as Ning Lingwei, but she was a monk, about fifteen or sixteen years old, about the same age as Yang Yinghan. She is a very quiet girl, but she is not too shy, obviously, although she still has her hair, her heart is already towards the Buddha. Therefore, in front of Zhang Zhun, there is no restraint. The monks and the laity are originally people of two worlds.

Ning Lingwei said: "Zhang Gongzi, what is your prescription?" ”

Zhang Zhun told the prescriptions of Yunnan Baiyao, including the content of various Chinese herbal medicines.

Ning Lingwei's eyes lit up slightly, obviously realizing something, and said happily: "The prescription is very good, I wrote it down." ”

Zhang Zhun felt that she seemed to be a little special, but he couldn't say what was special. Finally, he said: "Then there is Miss Lao Ning!" If Miss Ning has any achievements, please send someone to Fushan to inform her. ”

Ning Lingwei didn't say anything, clasped her palms together, and turned around.

Soon, the teachers and wives of the Suigetsu Nunnery also said goodbye and left. From beginning to end, they did not charge any fees, and even did not accept some common things given to them by the villagers. I really couldn't refuse, and when they left Maojiatun, they also put it at the entrance of the village, and then floated away, leaving only a white back.

Looking at the figures they left, Zhang Zhun secretly admired. Not all monks are as unbearable as someone in the Hereafter. Even in later generations, aren't there monks like the Great Compassion Temple?

I couldn't help but recall Ning Lingwei's appearance in my mind, compared to Xue Zhidie, it was really a heaven and an earth. Ning Lingwei's tranquil appearance, without the slightest smoke and fire, was like dust. Such a woman is the most heartwarming. It's a pity that she is actually a monk, even though she is a monk who leads the practice. The monks and the laity are two worlds.

Back at the Red Rock Beach barracks, the atmosphere here has become tense. All the fighters are preparing their weapons. Yang Zixuan's musket team was even busier, busy training to load ammunition, shoot, and prepare all kinds of ammunition.

Because, tomorrow is the eighth day of the fifth month!

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