Xin Weilin, who recognized Xiao Ye, began to plan military affairs for Xiao Ye since he beat ten personal guards to his hometown, and commented on what Xiao Ye did in Lao Yangkou and Shiguantun, but Xiao Ye's face was hot, and he almost stuck his head in his arms.

"The sergeants of the two tunpu, all of them have removed their firearms, leaving only the cross-sword, crossbow, and revolver/gun, let's replace it with a short fire/gun,"

"The earth-shattering thunder and jumping thunder were all transported to Madao Stone Fort, and none were allowed to stay, and now the eyes of the Tartars are staring there,"

"That's not going to work, what if the Tartars come in?" Xiao Ye objected, his personal guards were used to using rifles and earth-shattering thunder, and it was absolute to take out most of these combat power reductions.

"What if we capture Shiguantun, what if we capture Laoyangkou, as long as the Tartars can't capture Madao Stone Fort, we will win," smiled Xin Lilin, pointing to the map on the table, "Gravel Fort, Gansu Town, those people just don't see our suffering,"

Let's say two words, Xiao Ye was very satisfied when he heard it, but his brows furrowed.

The bitter meat plan is not as simple as a single person, and the bitter meat plan displayed by Xin Weilin will definitely make other forces not think about Shiguantun and Lao Yangkou again.

But the price is too great, especially the casualties, Xiao Ye can't bear it at all, so he resolutely refuses to agree to Xin Weilin's release of water.

The stalemate was unbearable, so I had to compromise on the middle, and the rifles, firearms/guns and other firearms on the surface were stored in the two hundred households in the tunli, and they could only be taken out at an emergency.

Sergeants who need to be familiar with firearms will take turns to go to Madao Stone Fort according to the flag team, where the fight is so loud that no one knows.

Xin Lilin began to criticize Xiao Ye's drill again, focusing almost all his energy on firearms, but he forgot to fight in hand-to-hand combat, and forgot to use the field formation. The most important thing is that Xiao Ye doesn't have a single artillery gun in his hand, let alone fight with the enemy in the brigade.

You must know that in a field camp of the Ming army, it is troublesome to load large and small artillery, and there are dozens or even hundreds of them, plus fire commanders, spear-carrying archers, etc., any one pulled out has the strength to sweep all the flag teams of Xiao Ye; However, when it comes to the courage of the sergeant to fight, as well as the ability to adapt to the situation, it is another story.

Xin Weilin, who has read the theory of war no less than ten times, understands it much more thoroughly than Xiao Ye, and as a military staff, he is the most qualified one. Xiao Ye, who bowed his head and surrendered, had nothing to say, and he still spent a lot of time digesting the knowledge in his head.

Naturally, Xiao Ye had no objection to Xin Weilin's proposal to set up a staff room, this kind of staff that could make him worry-free, he hadn't gotten a second person yet.

Li Xunwu didn't like military affairs, but was willing to manage the market with Ma Gui, and sorted out the operation of the mill with Wang Dali, and even Xin Weilin gave up the plan to pull it over.

In the future, the drills, transfers, and plans for the two fortified sergeants to drill and move, as well as the plans for preventing various accidents, all have the staff room planning in Xinwei Linkou, and Xiao Ye is just giving orders; Even the transportation and storage of military rations and materials are also proposed by the staff office, and Xiao Ye's approval can be implemented.

Xiao Ye, who had read the theory of war, with the help of the auxiliary chip, knew that what Xin Weilin said was based on the so-called staff in the book, and changed the name.

Now it's okay, Xin Weilin takes the initiative to provoke it, then it's up to him to do it, and Wang Ziliang's intelligence will cooperate.

Wang Ziliang's two flag teams have not all been completed, reaching out to ask for silver is diligent, less than a month, Xiao Ye has signed out a silver ticket of 3,000 taels, in terms of spending money, Wang Ziliang is more neat than him.

But the importance of intelligence, Xiao Ye has already understood, not to mention it, what General Lei, he has never heard of, and his vision is still too low.

Right now, the most important thing is to deal with this Lei Zhengtang matter, the insatiable officer, Xiao Ye has seen it, but this is the first time he has encountered such a high-minded blackmail, so he can't just forget it.

This kind of official temptation has already begun, if it can't be resisted, then Shiguantun will soon be torn apart by the wolf-like officials and businessmen, and his Xiao Ye family will not be able to survive the next Spring Festival, and he does not want to suffer the tragic experience of his parents again.

The simple state of mind of the young man has been smeared with a layer of ink that cannot be washed by this damn world.

He sent his personal guards to Shiguantun and Madao Stone Fort, Eagle Claw Fort, and five fire piers, and even sent a letter to Huang Hanxiang, Xiao Ye informed the flag officers everywhere that in the future, the staff who would give him staff on military affairs was Xin Weilin, and authorized him to transfer sergeants under 50.

Scholars have always been respected, and those military men will not look down on this wheelchair-bound showman.

Accompanied by Zuo Shi, Xin Weilin went to look for military affairs with a solemn attitude, and Xiao Ye, who was a lot more relaxed on his shoulders, returned to the backyard and asked Lena to wash his hair; This long bun on the head is uncomfortable and tight without washing for a few days, and it is time to take a hot bath.

Leaning against the steaming wooden barrel in the room, Xiao Ye enjoyed the service of a woman, closing his eyes and recalling the unfamiliar information in his mind; Lina, who was standing next to the wooden barrel, was washing her husband's long hair with soap powder, and looked at Xiao Ye's face curiously.

For some reason, she always felt that Xiao Ye seemed to have changed a little, but she couldn't say what had changed.

There is a way that the young man is full of anger, and when he returns home, Xiao Ye will not let go of the three wives and concubines who are guarding the backyard, and he has worked hard all night, so he comforted his own woman, and his mood is also refreshing and transparent.

It wasn't until two days later that the dazedness in Xiao Ye's eyes dissipated, and his eyes were unusually clear and rushed to the C-shaped mill; At this moment in the mill, the guards had already driven the craftsmen outside, and Ma Gui instructed them to go to the sand pit, where they first loaded the sand and transported it back, and transported the bagged white fine sand to the outside of the mill for storage.

Standing in front of the C-shaped stone mill, which was more than half smaller, Xiao Ye had just gasped for breath, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and that familiar picture suddenly appeared in his sight; Sure enough, as soon as you get close to the stone mill, the pattern will automatically appear.

Xiao Ye, who didn't even have to lift his head, looked through the catalog of military and civilian supplies in the picture, and then understood why the items produced in the stone mill were very disorderly; It turned out that this so-called processing center was so damaged that he wanted to repair it by himself, and there was no amount of various ore raw materials, and it was basically hopeless in his lifetime.

"Three thousand rear-loading fire/gun projectiles, one hundred and fifteen earth-shattering thunder," he lowered his head and thought about it, Xiao Ye secretly gave an order to the picture; Otherwise, he didn't want to for the time being, the repair of the No. A stone mill needed a lot of mineral materials, and he could only tighten his hands first to extract the materials.

Seeing that the raw materials required for projectiles and earth-shattering thunder in the picture had been reduced by half, Xiao Ye was relieved, and he would send a personal guard to Shiguantun to inform Xiao Liuzi.

"Hey, if only I could get things out here," Xiao Ye, who was not yet satisfied, rubbed the cold stone mill, and then looked at the silent mule and horse, smiled self-deprecatingly, and turned to leave the mill.

Now, as long as you are close to any B or C stone mill, you can check the information of the A stone mill at any time within 100 steps, and you can give instructions for the production of goods, but it is much more convenient than before.

On the fourth day, Huang Fugui sneakily rushed to Shiguantun and saw Xiao Ye, who had been waiting for a long time.

Although there had been unpleasant dealings before, when the merchants were under pressure from the command of Gansu Town, they no longer supplied Xiao Ye sulfur, iron and lead, and even the price of grain and charcoal had risen by 10%, Huang Fugui was secretly transporting various materials from time to time.

As long as there is money, the price is not much higher, Huang Fugui dares to drive the convoy across the Xilong River and trade materials with Xiao Ye, regardless of the ban at all. If it weren't for Xiao Ye, he might have gone out of the steppe to trade with the Mongols.

Therefore, this obscene-looking shopkeeper, Xiao Ye became more and more pleasing to the eye, and even the good thing of pretending to be a horse thief this time also thought of Huang Fugui for the first time.

In the hall of the hundred households, Huang Fugui wore a cotton jacket made of silk cotton coat, covered with a dark gray cloth coat, wide black cotton pants, and a pair of open cotton shoes with cowhide soles, looking like a small trader.

This time, he only brought a cart of vegetables and turnips, but it made the guy in the room very happy.

"I've seen a hundred households," taking off the melon skin hat on his head, Huang Fugui smiled and grinned, seeing Xiao Ye was like seeing a relative, his eyes were full of joy.

Can he not be happy, in the past two years of secret business dealings, he has confirmed that the silver money in Xiao Ye's hand is probably not as little as rumored, his big customer in the shop of Gravel Castle, the original thousand households have long been left behind, and the first guest to bear the brunt is this Ximen Baihu.

The annual profits paid to the family business house are increasing, and his small treasury is also bulging, which is because he has a sharp vision and sees the money situation of this hundred households, otherwise he would not have risked selling the first grain when Xiao Ye was driven out of the gravel fort.

Huang Fugui, who took it for granted, naturally couldn't think of Xiao Ye's thoughts, if the Tian family could stand up and support him, he would not take care of this guy with a thin face.

"Here, sit, sit down and drink tea," beckoning Huang Fugui to sit down, Xiao Ye smiled and picked up the cigarette pouch from the table, loaded it with shredded tobacco, took out a small square carton, and took out a yellow-headed stick from it.

"Bang," the black paper jacket on the side of the carton was scratched, the small stick lit up the fire, Xiao Ye lit the cigarette pouch, took two puffs and put it down, he didn't like to smoke, and he didn't pretend to be like it.

However, Huang Fugui, who had not yet sat on the chair, had already widened his eyes, his body stiffened, staring at the small stick in Xiao Ye's hand until he saw it being thrown on the ground, and then he blinked his eyelids quickly.

"Lord Baihu, what is this thing, and why is it angry?" The cigarette pouch pot was thrown on the table, which woke up Huang Fugui, and hurriedly took two steps forward, his tone trembling a little sharp.

"This, called matches, for ignition," lighters are expensive, and they have to compete with fire/guns for raw materials, and they are reluctant to take out so much, but the singleness of match raw materials, that is, how much is used.

Xiao Ye picked up the matchbox absentmindedly and threw it lightly; Last night, he wondered why this thing suddenly appeared in the catalog of stone mills, although there were only three small boxes, but it had already surprised him.

Perhaps, this is the so-called procedural confusion.

Huang Fugui, who was trembling with excitement, hurriedly caught the matchbox, and under Xiao Ye's guidance, he lit a small stick with a bang, and the little spark in his eyes directly turned into an ingot of silver.

Compared with fire knives, fire sickles, and fire paper, this thing looks very convenient.

"Lord Baihu, what is the price of this match?" In the face of Huang Fugui's inquiry, Xiao Ye was very patient and stretched out a finger, "The price for you, five boxes of one penny, and two boxes of other merchants for one penny,"

Carefully counted the small sticks in the carton, a full twenty, plus the one that was consumed just now, Huang Fugui was calculating the number, and Xiao Ye's chuckle came from his ears, "Don't count, there are thirty-five in it, and the official has used up some,"

Ordinary people, light a fire to cook, and carefully order a maximum of three or two boxes in a month. Of course, if you smoke a dry tobacco pouch, it is difficult to say.

I got the matches last night, and Xiao Ye was excited, so he called Ma Gui and Xin Lilin, and after showing off for a while, they were snatched away by the two of them, and the rest was used by Mei'er and them.

If it weren't for the fact that Huang Fugui was coming, maybe this box of matches would have been wasted rarely.

The messenger from Eagle Claw Fort arrived this morning, and Xiao Ye realized that it was the stone that Qin Shi had inadvertently picked up, and it turned out to be phospholite, and two large bags of phosphostone would come out with three boxes of matches.

Writing the order very simply, Xiao Ye sent his guards and messengers to rush back to the Madao Stone Fort immediately, and transferred the C-shaped stone mill there to the Eagle Claw Fort.

The craftsmen in the Madao Stone Fort Mill also sent their men to the Eagle Claw Fort with the stone mill, and the mining of phosphorite was imperative.

Madao Stone Fort, as well as the hilly workshop area west of Lao Yangkou, where the stone mill provides iron material for the first number, is obviously not much, and the yellow plaster produced is also less than half, and even the fine sand in the Lao Yangkou Stone Fort can not grind much plaster.

From the display in the pattern of the stone mill of the first number, Xiao Ye can calculate that it is the stone mill in Shiguantun and the three stone mills in the back mountain that can provide a large amount of iron.

If there is no response to General Lei's request, it won't be long before those merchants should be looking for trouble, and Xiao Ye was irritable, and he saw the picture of the use of matches.

"Poof," Huang Fugui knelt down on his knees, held a match to Xiao Ye and directly touched the ground, kowtowing three times, "Lord Xie Baihu," from the contempt earlier to the current kneeling, Huang Fugui has changed a lot, Xiao Ye is not surprised.

"Get up," Xiao Ye, who didn't move his body and had received Huang Fugui's gift, waved his hand to let him get up; Huang Fugui, who was grateful, got up and put the match in his arms, and pressed the placket on the spot, and then sat on the chair for half his buttocks, looking grateful.

"Huang Fugui, you are a sincere person, and the official naturally trusts you," Xiao Ye opened his mouth to be honest, which made Huang Fugui laugh dryly, and did not dare to speak.

If you want to be honest, he can't beat these two words, but the sergeant in Xiao Ye's hand makes him honest even if he is not honest, Jiang Jie and his son are living examples, he Huang Fugui is not alive yet.

Others can only guess, but Huang Fugui, as well as the military households in the Gravel Fort, know that the tragic death of Jiang Jie's father and son is inseparable from Xiao Ye, there is just no evidence.

"I'll explain the matter of matches to you, send someone to get the goods at the end of the month, start with a small amount, and it will increase in the future, a month later, this kind of matches will be sold in the Shi family's shop, you have a month to get started," Xiao Ye took a sip of tea, "It's just that in my blacksmith shop, I still need some iron,"

"A small matter, a small matter, what goods do hundreds of households need in the future, send someone to announce, and the villain will try his best to do it," Huang Fugui replied repeatedly, patting his chest eagerly, and he couldn't wait to pull out his heart.

Even if other merchants can buy this match in the future, he has taken the lead, and in the future, there will be new goods in Ximen Baihu, and he Huang Fugui will be the first to think of it, which is enough.

"Okay, have the courage, this is the partner that the official values," Xiao Ye laughed and praised Huang Fugui a few words, but the shopkeeper of this shop, the back molars of the smile were exposed, and he didn't realize that he was just a trial person for new goods.

"Then, the official will give you a benefit, it depends on whether you dare to accept it," restrained his smile, Xiao Ye knocked on the table expressionlessly, and thought for a moment, "You return to the gravel fort immediately, the official will send a sergeant to go back with you, and if there is news, you will naturally inform you, you will take care of their food and accommodation for the past few days,"

"Remember, the benefits of eating in your mouth are your own," the gloomy voice made Huang Fugui lose his taste for a while, and subconsciously, he realized that this match was just an additive.

"What should be said, what should not be said, hum," With Xiao Ye's cold snort, a guard came in and forcibly invited Huang Fugui, who was stunned, out.

It wasn't until he went down the mountain in a carriage that Huang Fugui came to his senses, it seemed that Xiao Ye had something big to do, and he needed to finish it by himself; The soft couch in the carriage suddenly became as hard as a pile of stones, and he became restless again.

Walking outside the carriage with the two guards were three military men dressed in civilian clothes, and in the baggage they were carrying behind their backs, the bulging bags were very conspicuous, but the light pace under their feet made Huang Fugui's heart beat even more.

"Damn, Ma Wuye grass is not fat, this Ximen Xiaoye is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and I Huang Fugui is not easy to mess with, so let's take some benefits first, and then report it to the family," gritted his teeth and thought for a while, Huang Fugui realized that the underwear in his cotton clip was already full of slippery cold sweat.

Sure enough, Lei Zhengtang, who got the first benefit, received the filial piety of the merchants in Gansu Town, and suddenly felt a little fluttery, and unceremoniously put it all into his pocket, without the slightest intention of letting others drink the soup.

And his personal guards only rested in the mansion for ten years, and then got the general's order, and beat the horse and galloped to the old sheep's mouth again. This time, they took with them a dozen fine pack horses.