"Please think twice!"

Yang Bo's blacklist caused an uproar in everyone's hearts, is this to be the enemy of all the squires of Anton Wei?

"I want land to settle the displaced people, but how much land can I get by clearing the land? The sky will not fall in vain, let me pay money to buy me but I don't want to, so what do you say? Yang Bo looked at the silent crowd with a smile.

"But young master......" Xiao Mochou will call Young Master Yang Bo when he is in a hurry, and he usually says that they are all adults commensurate.

"Okay, I understand your worries, so let's pick out a few gentry who invaded the fields of Jingbiantun, Maojiatun, and Zhaojiatun first" Yang Bo thought for a while, and crossed out a few lists, and the old lady Anton Wei Yao stayed on the list.

"Is it my turn to show the might of the sin camp again?" The calf happily squeezed up, reaching out to take the death list in Yang Bo's hand.

Yang Bo slapped the calf aside, and angrily reprimanded: "Kill, kill, kill, don't you have any other ideas than killing?" ”

The calf shrank his head aggrievedly......

When everyone heard Yang Bo's words, their faces suddenly showed joy.

"Could it be? Could it be? Zhang Dabao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted: "Could it be that Lord Fei means that it is the Smelling Fragrance Sect?" ”

Yang Bo turned around and laughed, "Yes, Dabao you figured it out, these people are snakes and rats at both ends, if they have milk, they are mothers, Wenxiang Sect is powerful, they will secretly communicate with Wenxiang Sect, Haikou is here, they call Haikou brothers, Tartars are coming, they will bow their knees, I want to see, how many of these people have clean butts, butts are not clean, don't blame me for borrowing a knife to kill!" ”

Everyone looked inexplicable, when did the Tartars come to Shandong?

Xiao Mochou frowned and said, "But why did the adults attack the Yao family of Anton Wei, and didn't Mao Jiatun still buy rice and grain from the Yao family?" ”

Yang Bo shook his head: "Buying rice and grain from the Yao family is just an expedient measure at the moment, and when Houtunpu is built, with such a large population, how can such a major matter of buying rice and grain and selling illicit salt be left alone in the hands of the Yao family?" I have the intention to cultivate a few Maojiatun's own merchants, but this matter still has to be considered in the long run, you also pay attention to it for me, some of these groups of homeless people in Dengzhou have been shopkeepers before, have they taken care of store trading? If so, bring him to me......"

Zhang Dabao and Xiao Mochou nodded.

At this moment, a guard ran in and said that Chen Bilian had something to discuss with the adult, Yang Bo nodded and said to everyone: "As the saying goes, one person counts the short, and the other counts the long, you must carefully refer to it and be sure to come up with a detailed plan." ”

At that moment, everyone nodded in agreement

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"Lord Yang"

Chen Bilian saw Yang Bo coming over, and said to him with some hesitation: "I'm here to say goodbye to you......"

"Resignation?"

Yang Bo was stunned, he looked at Chen Bilian, her face was flushed, she was beautiful in the sunset, she seemed to have walked a long way, and she was slightly panting, her chest kept rising and falling with her breathing, Yang Bo suddenly felt that her mouth was a little dry.

"Tell you what to be serious?" Chen Bilian obviously noticed Yang Bo's sneaky gaze, and her flushed face turned even redder.

"Ah, serious? You say......" Yang Bo finally reacted.

Chen Bilian glared at Yang Bo fiercely, her face full of frost.

"Ah, what did you mean? Which handsome man was born after Maojiatun, right? Yang Bo pointed to himself and quickly changed the topic.

"Phew!"

Chen Bilian took a sip: "I mean, I'm leaving!" ”

"Gone? Where to? Yang Bo was used to Chen Bilian running crazy in Maojiatun all day, and it was difficult to accept it when he heard this.

"Of course I'm going back~~"

Chen Bilian stared at Yang Bo with a smile and said, "My father sent someone to send a message, saying that he was going to prepare for a war on Heping Mountain Island, I don't know if Lord Yang is willing to let the little girl go back?" ”

"Someone's coming"

Yang Bo rolled his hand into a trumpet shape and put it on his mouth and shouted: "Miss Haikou Chen Er has escaped, tie her up and guard her for me, no matter who comes, she will not let anyone go......"

Seeing Yang Bo's appearance, Chen Bilian smiled like a flower.

The two military men hurriedly ran over, staring blankly at the two of them talking and laughing, why don't they look like they turned their faces?

Yang Bo waved his hand, and the two soldiers retreated inexplicably, the atmosphere was a little weird, and the two were silent for a while.

"Let's go, let's go to the craftsman's camp first."

Yang Bo proposed, Chen Bilian nodded, and the two walked side by side, walking unhurriedly, along the way, people continued to salute Yang Bo respectfully, and hurriedly swept over Chen Bilian with a strange look.

"I remember that not long ago, there were only more than 100 people in Maojiatun, right?" Chen Bilian looked at the busy military households around her with some envy, although the whole tun was in the fertile fields these days, and the stench was overwhelming, Chen Bilian didn't care at all.

"It's two hundred and forty-six people, including me," Yang Bo nodded, recalling when he first came to Maojiatun.

"I get tired of being at sea for a long time, and I sometimes wonder how nice it would be if I had a field to cultivate here." Chen Bilian's face is full of yearning for this kind of peasant woman, mountain spring, and a little field life.

"That's easy."

Yang Bo nodded: "Divide your fifteen acres of land, Tian Fu will make you cheaper than eight buckets per mu, we are all so familiar, aren't we?" ”

Chen Bilian snorted and bent down with laughter: "Lord Yang is really generous."

Yang Bo's ears echoed with Chen Bilian's silver bell-like laughter, he was a little depressed, why didn't he find this girl so feminine before? Now that I've found out, this girl is leaving......

"Actually, if you are used to being free and loose like you, if you divide the fields for you to cultivate, it will not be long before you will miss the benefits of the sea again."

Yang Bo said: "That's it, I'll leave you a small piece of land here, if Miss Chen is tired of the life on the sea, come back and farm for a few days?" ”

Chen Bilian seemed to be a little stunned, and something called tenderness was flashing in her big watery eyes.

Yang Bo was proud, in his previous life, his IQ was not low, but his EQ was not very good, otherwise he would not have been single, but even if his EQ was low, Yang Bo also knew how much Chen Bilian's appetite was in this sentence just now.

"What's wrong? Your dad is finally going to fight to the death with those people on Peace Hill Island? Yang Bo finally brought his mind back to the point.

"I have fought a few times before, both sides have folded some human boats, and if they drag it down like this, those people on Pingshan Island are fine, my father and they are about to be dragged to death......" Chen Bilian's face sank and sighed again.

Yang Bo nodded, although pirates are a loose combination of interests, but in order to dominate this waterway, the two forces can only leave one in the end, this is a battle to the death.

"Chen Er is in charge, will you leave today?" Yang Bo's low emotional intelligence has been committed again.

"Humph!"

Chen Bilian was so angry that her eyebrows rose: "Lord Yang wants me to leave early?" ”

Yang Bo hurriedly remedied: "No, I don't mean that, so when are you leaving?" ”

Chen Bilian snorted: "Originally, I wanted to wait for the Black Pearl to finish equipping before leaving, but today I received a message from An Dongwei, saying that my father will ...... him in ten days."

"Ten days? I'll figure it out in ten days, and I'll definitely equip the Black Pearl."

Yang Bo was furious, he was going to go to Fernandez to settle accounts, and gave him a few days, and this foreigner had no news at all.

When they came to the craftsman camp, Fernandez was discussing something with Chen Craftsman, and when he saw Yang Bo walking in angrily, the two were stunned for a while.

Yang Bo squinted and looked at Fernandez, this guy is much cleaner than when he first came, and he has also changed a green cloth soap on his body, and his furry looks very funny, seeing him look like a big horse monkey, the anger in Yang Bo's heart doesn't know where to go, Maojiatun now has two senior brothers.

"My lord" The two hurriedly saluted Yang Bo

"How many mortars are there now?" Yang Bo asked Chen Jianghu first, he was so busy in the past few days that he didn't care about asking about the progress of the artisan household.

"There are already twenty-four mortars, but"

Seeing Yang Bo's unkind expression, Chen Jianghu was a little flustered: "However, it is not easy to make the barrel of the small cannon of the Furlong machine, so I have not arranged production for the time being."

Yang Bo nodded, the production of the barrel of the small cannon of the Furlong machine is much more troublesome than the production of mortar cannons, and it is also right for Chen Jianghu to make every effort to produce mortar cannons with iron molds, but in this way, the Black Pearl will not be able to assemble the small cannon this time.

"My lord, I have to say, your idea of this mold is so amazing to me, I must admit, this is really a genius design" Fernandez saw Yang Bo move his gaze to him, and hurriedly slapped a few sycophants.

"Don't you Furlong machine have this iron mold casting method?" Yang Bo asked a little strangely.

"No, at least I've never heard of this magical method, although I've also been to countless places"

Fernandez shook his head like a rattle: "This is a cross-era progress in the history of artillery construction, I have been worried about the sand hole of the barrel for the past two days, knowing that I saw the results of their tests with my own eyes just now, which completely dispelled my doubts, I must say, to be able to design such a great mold, mold, you are simply a genius, my lord, I admire you like a ......"

Yang Bo hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Stop"

Fernández was speaking energetically, and the last few words were forced back, not to mention how uncomfortable they were.

"And how do you make the barrels there?" Yang Bo was very interested in this matter.

"In my native country, Portugal, which you call Franco, it is common to cast molds out of clay and then ......wax them on the outside of the dried adobe," Fernández gushed, not at all.

"It's the mud casting method," Chen Jianghu on the side was very unimpressed.

Yang Bo was already stunned when he heard the wax, as if he was holding something, but he didn't grasp it through a layer of tissue paper......

The two were startled when they saw Yang Bo's appearance.

"That, that" Yang Bo took a long time before he became smoother: "What is the method of using beeswax to make molds?" Wax, wax, wax what's the method? ”

"My lord, could it be that you are talking about the lost wax method?" Chen Jianghu muttered quietly

"That's right, it's the lost wax method" Yang Bo laughed and patted Chen Jianghu's shoulder heavily: "It's the lost wax method!" ”

Yang Bo was full of joy, and the problem of mass production of the iron shell of the flowering bomb was finally solved......

He had experimented with the mold pouring method before, and the thickness of the iron shell produced was nearly three centimeters, so that the black powder could not be exploded if the shell was plugged less, and the shell would be exploded into four pieces at most, because there was no extra space to fill the iron, such a flowering bomb had no power at all, and Chen Jianghu was fully engaged in the production of the mortar at that time, and he had no time to take into account the production process of the flowering shell......

The lost wax method is much simpler, after drying the round mud embryo, wrap the outside with beeswax, brush a layer of mud embryo on the outer layer, inject molten iron from the small hole after drying, melt the beeswax when heated, and wait for the molten iron to cool, take out the mud embryo from the reserved small hole, and the shell of a flowering bomb is made. The iron shell produced in this way is not only smooth, but also the thickness can be controlled very thin, and the thickness of one centimeter can be produced in Maojiatun's current unit of measurement, so that the power after explosion is much greater.

Now that the shell problem has been solved, one of the new units in Yang Bo's plan, the grenadier battalion's main weapon, will soon begin production.

Yang Bo learned two lessons from this incident, technical talents like Chen Jianghu should sit in a spacious and bright R&D room, and think about what process to use to complete the tasks assigned by Yang Bo, instead of staring at the production line like a workshop director, or arranging production.

Second, the secrecy of the craftsman camp should also begin to be taken seriously, and the current craftsman camp is simply unguarded, and any cat or dog can come in and walk around twice. Take, for example, Fernández.

At that moment, Yang Bo waved his hand and signaled to Fernandez what to do

"But?"

Fernández stammered, "But, my lord, if it weren't for my reminder, you wouldn't have remembered the lost wax method, would you?" Isn't the mass production of this flowering bomb also my share of credit? Isn't that right, then the reward of fifty taels of silver ......"

Yang Bo snorted, his face full of gangsterism: "What? Obviously, is it good to say that the lost wax method is good? What does it have to do with you? Besides, I've given you so many days, what are you going to do? ”

Seeing that the reward of fifty taels of silver was gone, Fernandez walked away dejectedly.

"If you're still busy hanging out and don't put together a training plan, I think you'll have a hard time earning enough to get home," Yang Bo shouted at Fernandez's back.

Yang Bo and Chen Jianghu discussed the production process of flowering bombs and set a standard size.

"Craftsman Chen, this first batch of 500 flowering bombs is very urgent, you only have eight days, can you get them out?" Yang Bo asked

Chen Jianghu thought about it, calculated silently in his heart for a moment, and finally shook his head: "No, my lord, it is estimated that Xiao Lao'er can only produce a hundred pieces at most in eight days, and there are not enough people."

"Rubbing those clay embryos doesn't require any skills, the craftsman battalion first makes ten standard molds out, and those women and children can do it, by the way, what about those who make granule gunpowder?" Yang Bo was a little strange.

"Those women were dragged by Liu Lao Donkey to wear iron armor, and he was also in a hurry" Chen Jianghu smiled, he and Liu Lao Donkey had some sympathy and sympathy for each other.

"Let them come here first to make the mud embryo of the flowering bomb, just say I said it" Yang Bo waved his hand, Chen Bilian and his father's battle is related to his future development, although Mao Jiatun is now busy dealing with the Wenxiang Sect, but the battle over there is equally important.

Just do it, let these people have a hasty dinner at the moment, countless torches were lit around the craftsman camp, and Yang Bo was ready to fight at night.

Yang Bo didn't know that on a mound not far from the craftsman camp, Chen Bilian, who was dressed in black, looked at Yang Bo who was busy in the camp in a daze, and her figure was like a statue in the dark.

As soon as the sky was bright, Yang Bo walked towards his house dizzily, and his mouth was still silently reciting: "I can make eighty pieces in one day, and six hundred and forty pieces in eight days, no, no, I just started doing it tonight, I must not be proficient, and the output will be increased again in the future, so ......"

Yang Bo opened the door, and then he was stunned, Chen Bilian was lying on his bed, looking at him with a crimson face!

"Am I going to the wrong door?" Yang Bo scratched his head

"You stupid thing" Chen Bilian lifted the quilt, revealing two arms like white lotus, and her cheeks suddenly showed an irrepressible look of shame.

Yang Bo's head buzzed, and he subconsciously kicked the door shut.

Even if Yang Bo's EQ is low, he knows what to do at this time, under the flickering candlelight, the room is full of beautiful spring light......

"Bilian, I have an ancestral thing for you"

"Well, what?"

"Chromosomes, ancestral"

"What's that?"

"You close your eyes, open your mouth, and you'll know in a moment......"

After a while, a woman's scream came from the room, followed by a man's cry of pain, and soon fell into silence again......

On October 26, Chen Bilian left Maojiatun, and Yang Qianhu led people to send him ten miles, and said goodbye to him......

On the 28th, Bi Fangji had not yet returned, and another group of displaced people numbering about 200 people arrived at Maojiatun.

On November 8, several squires of Anton Wei received a letter from the Eastern Mahayana Sect.

On the 10th, Chen Bilian sent someone to inform him that in a sudden attack by the enemy near Dashan Island, the Black Pearl showed its might, and the enemy ship sank and was injured.

On the twenty-second day, Xiucai Gong returned to Maojiatun from Beijing after two months.