Chapter 12 Background

Opening the silver furnace is a tacit understanding between the Zhang family and Wang Yi, Wang Yi did his best to give advice to Tai'an Grain and Oil Factory, and the Zhang family also supported Wang Yi to open a silver furnace in Yingkou. Once Tai'an starts production, its customers will inevitably be sold to all over the world, Kannai, the southern coast, Hong Kong, Nanyang, Japan, and possibly even Europe and the United States. Then the question of currency will be in front of everyone, because the number of copper coins is limited, so silver will inevitably be used as a medium. And because the fineness of the silver is different, the value is different. Therefore, when the buyer and seller trade silver of different colors, it will be very troublesome.

Tai'an will also encounter the same problem, and the amount must be huge, rather than giving this part of the difference in procedures to other silver furnaces to earn, it is better to hand over the silver furnace opened by Wang Yi to take care of it. And Zhang Quanbao had a faint hunch that Wang Yi's silver furnace might not be so simple.

Zhang Jingxiao had returned to the team at this time, and Wang Yi stood in front of everyone, his face sinking like water!

"Start counting!" Zhang Jingxiao, who was standing at the head of the line, shouted loudly. "One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

……

"One hundred and twenty!"

"One hundred and twenty-one!"

Zhang Jingxiao ran to Wang Yiyi at this time, saluted a military salute of later generations, and said loudly: "Report to the captain, the team has one hundred and twenty-one people, and it is actually one hundred and twenty-one, the report is complete, please instruct!" ”

"Homecoming!"

"Yes!"

"Take a break, stand upright!" Wang Yi glanced at everyone present, and then said in a loud voice: "Hello comrades! ”

"Hello Chief!"

"Comrades have worked hard!"

"Serve the people!"

Wang Yi is very happy in his heart, let's be considered to be addicted in this era. Looking at the military appearance in front of him, he finally has a bit of a sense of the afterlife, and being able to do this can make the little master spend a lot of effort. Wang Yi has the capital to be proud of, and he trains the croppers who are not divided between the left and right into soldiers who are forbidden by order, which cannot be achieved overnight.

These 120 people are a collection of the 60 literate teenagers and 60 insurance team members selected by the Zhang family for Wang Yi, because the classroom has not yet been built and the teaching materials have not been printed, so the class cannot be started for the time being. So Wang Yi remembered the entrance military training of the university in later generations, and by the way, he also let these one hundred and twenty people understand what the rules are! Of course, it is more important to let them know who he is!

Wang Yi's army is very strict, and he basically doesn't smile. Everyone present was older than him, and some had even reached the age of twenty-five, but in front of Wang Yi, they were all very obedient. Of course, at first, there were also disobedient people, first closing the small black room, and then not letting them sleep, and after a few days, everyone was honest. At the same time of strict governance, the treatment of the team members is very good, and in this era, you don't have to worry about eating and drinking, which is the benefit of the boss. If you give some pocket money, plus rewards for studying hard and training up to the standard, even if you support two people, it will not be a problem. This is also the main reason why Wang's subordinates did not escape.

In addition to Zhang Jingxiao, the 120 people were divided into four classes, of which the literate teenagers were divided into two classes, Wen Yi and Wen Er, and the insurance team members were divided into Wu Yi and Wu Er. Both civil and military classes get up at half past five in the morning, rain or shine. Half an hour later, they began to assemble and run laps, after which they disbanded. Before eight o'clock, time is freely allocated. From eight o'clock until twelve o'clock at noon, the Wen class was taught in English and German, while the Wu class was led by Wang Yi and conducted military training. Take a one-hour lunch break, gather at one o'clock in the afternoon to run laps, then conduct queue exercises, start the civil and martial arts class at two o'clock and take math classes together until five o'clock in the evening. From six o'clock, it is the time for Wang Yi to tell the story, and at the same time, he also carries out the education of remembering the bittersweet and sweet. From seven o'clock onwards, the martial arts class learns literacy, while the literary class learns physics and chemistry.

One of the points to mention in passing is the hour when Wang Yi told the story. Zhang Jingxiao once consulted and asked Mr. why he arranged it this way.

Wang Yiyi smiled and made him a very simple real yàn. Take out a piece of paper and write 12, 13, 14 vertically.

"Read it again!"

"Twelve, thirteen, fourteen!" Because he followed Wang Yi to a math class, Zhang Jingxiao naturally knew these three Arabic numerals.

Wang Yi folded a horizontal line between 12 and 13 at this time, and then folded a horizontal line between 13 and 14, so that 12 and 14 were hidden on the back.

"Filial piety, be optimistic, this is the moment when a miracle happens!"

Wang Yi wrote A on the left side of the twelfth and C on the right, so - it became A, 13, C.

"Read it again now!"

“ABC。” Zhang Jingxiao was taken aback and hurriedly said, "Sir, how did it become like this?" ”

"Hehe, it's easy! That's where the background knowledge comes in. I ask you, if you invite your father, what will he think? ”

"My father had never studied English, so he could only read 13."

"What if someone knows the English alphabet and not Arabic numerals?"

"That would be read B."

What if someone doesn't know English or Arabic numerals? …… I guess I'll just think I've made a bunch of ghost talismans! ”

"That's what the gentleman said!"

"Background knowledge is very important to a person, our perception of things, the way we deal with problems, it plays a decisive role in subtle and subtle! On the one hand, they come from our own feelings, which are often referred to as experiences. That's easy to understand! ”

Zhang Jingxiao nodded.

Wang Yi continued at this time, but his tone was accentuated: "But the more important way to obtain it is from books. ”

"I see!"

"It's a pity that I don't have any extracurricular reading materials for you to read, so I can only use guò storytelling to enrich everyone's background knowledge as much as possible."

"Sir is far-sighted!" Zhang Jingxiao said this from the bottom of his heart.

"Background knowledge is important, but it's more than that. Filial piety, you know, we are different from foreigners, so what's the difference! That's right, our appearance characteristics are different, but do you think that if you put a foreigner from birth, you will start to raise it in your Octagonal Zhang family...... Excluding the discrimination that may be received because of the difference in physical appearance, do you think he is a clean man who is full of mouths in the end? Or is it a foreigner in the middle? ”

"It's more likely that we're still Qingren! …… Sir, I understand, this is what Jiang Tong said in the "Treatise on Migration", if it is not my race, its heart will be different, and Rong Di's ambition will not be the same as Hua. ”

"Hey......" At this point, Wang Yi was speechless, and he knew that the first half of the sentence was from "Left Turn", and as for Jiang Tong's "On Migration", he had never heard of it at all. However, he hurriedly covered it up: "Filial piety, although foreigners are different from us, there is no need to fight to the death when we meet." If you can seek common ground while reserving differences, you can naturally communicate, but if you don't like each other, it's a big deal to die and not get along. But if it violates our interests......" Wang Yi's eyes showed a cold glint at this time, he had killed too many people, and his momentum was naturally extraordinary. "Those who offend me will be punished even if they are far away!"

Zhang Jingxiao nodded.

Wang Yi suddenly snorted and continued: "Of course, the benefits that can be obtained at the negotiation table naturally do not need to use knives and guns. After all, no one has one life, and if necessary, it is actually enough for the army to go out and put on a posture. ”

It was probably Zhang Jingxiao who told his father the content of this conversation, so that every day after dinner, Zhang Quanbao would bring his juniors to listen to Wang Yi's story. It is estimated that there are too few entertainment projects in this era, and Wang Yi's mouth is really to the level of spitting lotus flowers, so that the people in the ten miles and eight villages near the Octagonal Terrace know that there is such a powerful novelist as Wang Yi.

Later, the nearby villagers would come to occupy a seat every day. Of course, they don't dare to occupy the positions of the players. However, good land is limited after all, and because of this dispute, even Wang Yi feels a little helpless.

However, there was also an unexpected effect, that is, many people came to ask, is Wang Yi still recruiting people here? Now the one hundred and twenty people under his command were found by the Zhang family, and now, if Wang Yi is willing, he can completely handle these things by himself.

Two days later, Wang Yizheng was about to take Zhang Jingxiao and more than a dozen literate teenagers to Yingkou to prepare for the application exams for various positions in the silver furnace, but he didn't expect that someone from the Zhang family came to him and said that Zhang Quanbao had something important to discuss.

As soon as Wang felt strange, he immediately rushed to the octagonal platform.

After arriving at Zhang's house, Zhang Quanbao immediately pulled him into the study, but he didn't expect that there was another person sitting in the room.

He is in his early forties, has a long beard, is not tall, and looks at the clothes, which is a typical Qing dress. The skin is dark and there are slight wrinkles on the face, but a pair of eyes are shallow and introverted, and the corners of the mouth are smiling, which makes people feel like a spring breeze, and there is no barrier at all.

Zhang Quanbao introduced at this time: "This is my brother-in-law, Qin Ming and Qin Wanfeng, who are in charge of managing my family's business in Shanxi. ”

"Wan Feng, this is the Wang Yi I mentioned to you in my letter, Brother Wang Xian!"

Qin Wanfeng didn't think that Wang Yi was too young to look down on him, on the contrary, he hugged his fists very politely and said: "Brother Wang Xian, I have heard of the famous name for a long time, like thunder, Brother Qin, I have a reason here." ”

Wang Yi hurriedly returned the salute, but he didn't even dare to say it.

Later, Zhang Jingxiao also came up to greet his uncle, and Qin Wanfeng praised Zhang Jingxiao again.

After the three of them sat down, Zhang Jingxiao stood behind Wang Yi and performed the disciple salute. Originally, Wang Yi didn't have so many rules, but this Zhang Jingxiao was a very tough eye, and he didn't listen to every persuasion, and later Wang Yi had to let it go.

Qin Wanfeng took a sip of tea first, and then looked at Wang Yiyi with a smile: "Brother Wang Xian, how did you expect that there would be a big drought in Shanxi?" ”

"It's my father's deathbed training, but I wasn't sure at first, but then I just asked Brother Zhang what he meant, and he said he should check it."

"Ling Yan is a pedantic celestial! It's a pity ......"

Zhang Quanbao was shocked at this time: "Wan Feng, is there really a big drought?" ”

Qin Wanfeng nodded with a heavy face, sighed, and said: "Originally, I didn't believe it, but after the summer, it didn't rain in most of Shanxi, and then I asked the old farmer who was familiar with the time......