Ding Yi obtained enough copper by asking for it from the imperial court and encouraging the gentry to smuggle it. And this gave him a lot of different thoughts: copper-shelled bullets. It is not only the bullet shells that equip the dozens of guns of senior officers and special squads, but the copper shell bullets that at least reload the regular army units of the first division of the Ming Dynasty.

He no longer only has the hundreds of craftsmen and hundreds of apprentices in Li Craftsman, he has hundreds of workshops in Wuzhou that can be exported. Once fully launched, it will be far from comparable to the previous output. It's just an account, all the costs are not counted, just the consumption, all the copper he reserves is made into bullet shells, which is only enough for the first division of the Ming Dynasty to fight a low-intensity encounter.

A bullet case weighs 20 grams and has 20,000 people, the first division of the Ming Dynasty, each infantry, the infantry who want to go to the battlefield, training to shoot at least 20 rounds of ammunition is always the minimum need, right? Especially for Ding Yi, who took the road of elite soldiers and built the army; Thirty rounds of ammunition per soldier on the battlefield is also necessary, right?

That's a very simple math problem, in the case of completely zero logistics reserves, each soldier has 20 rounds of ammunition for training, and 30 rounds of ammunition are 50 rounds each, so 20,000 people are 1 million rounds of ammunition. Twenty thousand kilograms of copper are needed, or twenty tons.

Facts, which army may have zero reserves in logistics?

However, just when Ding Yi was about to kill his own thoughts, Craftsman Li proposed a plan that made his eyes shine: "Sir, is it okay to use the gilding method to gilt copper?" "This is what Ding Yiyi doesn't know about - gilt and silver is a technique that has existed in China since the Liang Dynasty. Gold dust is miscible in mercury, i.e. mercury. Form a paste, apply it to the surface of degreasing and rusting metal utensils, and after the mercury volatilizes. The gold is plated on the surface of the metal objects.

In fact, the problem of copper shortage in China has not been solved in modern times, and the method of copper plating of steel bullet shells is used.

"Try it, I don't know if it's okay or not! However, be aware that mercury, or mercury as you speak, can poison people. To maintain ventilation, prepare mung bean soup, soy milk water, sesame oil, and mix the three. As soon as someone is found to be having difficulty breathing, this mixture of water is taken orally...... And egg whites and milk......" Ding Yi tried very hard to find the measures for mercury poisoning in his memory, but he really couldn't think of anything more, which made him seem unusually anxious.

In the end, he pulled Craftsman Li's head. After thinking about it, he said to him, "Anyway." I'd rather not get it, whether you are a master craftsman or an apprentice, you can't be damaged, industry is the foundation of a country's rejuvenation! Craftsman Li listened and nodded desperately. Without saying a word, he turned around and hurried to the corner. Then he raised his hand to wipe his tears.

I don't know how many times this kind of thing has happened, but it is precisely because of Ding Yi's respect and attention to craftsmen from beginning to end that he has achieved one thing: for such a long time, there has never been a problem of technical leakage!

Artisan households, even craftsmen who are not as good as military households, whether Ding Rongcheng was in Goldfish Hutong at the beginning, or in Rongcheng Factory, or now the uncle in Yunnan, Yongzhen, he really has nothing to say to these craftsmen. Craftsman Li went to the workshop, and an apprentice came up to see that the corners of his eyes were red, and he hurriedly asked what was going on? Li Jiangtou said with a smile: "Mr. is making a big fuss, saying that mercury can be poisoned, and you have to prepare egg white mixed milk, mung bean soup, soybean milk water, sesame oil, ......" As he spoke, he couldn't help choking again, several apprentices also followed Li Gongtou in Wang Gong's factory, and everyone knew very well how the officials were to their craftsmen, although Ding Yi had always been good to them, but every time he mentioned it, in comparison, those apprentices only shook their heads and sighed: "Master, in this life, we are going to sell our lives to our uncle to death......

As soon as Ding arranged the affairs of the workshop, he saw the fat ball running over with a worried look on his face: "Sir! Mr! The disciple persuaded him several times, but Wang Ruxue didn't listen to anyone's persuasion, and insisted on following the disciple to come and worship ......, "Wang Ruxue is Wang Zuo, and Ding Yibao promoted him to be the Wang Zuo of Nanhai Zhixian County."

Fat Ball is still complaining: "...... This guy originally called him to sit in a sedan chair, what did he say The Thunder School pays attention to among the six arts, and archery is also fundamental, insisting on riding a horse, sir, look over there, is this a person riding a horse or a horse riding a person? Ding Yi followed what he was counting on and couldn't help but smile.

Because I really don't know whether people ride horses or horses, Wang Zuo rode a thin horse, obviously the riding skills are very poor, the horse is biting the grass on the side of the road while walking, Wang Zuo is pulling the reins on the horse, but the horse does not go, and when he is in a hurry, the horse will take a few steps, and it looks really funny.

"Do you still have the face to speak?" Ding Yi stretched out his hand and knocked on the fat ball's head, and scolded with a smile, "You just deliberately watched him laugh, right?" "Although Fat Ball is from the rest of the army, he is strong and strong, and he is good at acting on weekdays, but he can do equestrianism, plus he has practiced for a while on the Miyun avant-garde, and then Ding Yi has worked hard again, if he is willing to point out Wang Zuo, it will not be like this, it is obvious that this guy deliberately watched Wang Zuo's jokes.

Wang Zuo also saw Ding Yi from afar, but the thin horse under the crotch just didn't move, he was helpless, he simply climbed off the horse, picked up his robe and walked quickly here, a few steps away from Ding, he pushed the golden mountain and poured the jade pillar [the author has a bad taste again] and bowed down, and said: "Wang Zuo of Nanhai County, Xiaguan, meet Uncle Jingxi......"

Ding Yi didn't wait for him to finish, he slapped the back of the fat ball on the back of his head, but said, "A bunch of things, let's go." Ignoring Wang Zuo at all, the latter was extremely embarrassed, got up from the ground and followed behind with his robe, but was stopped by Ding Yi's personal guard, Wang Zuo was so anxious that he wanted to stop Ding Yi, but he felt that it was unseemly in public.

But Wang Zuo is a person who can be praised by Li Xian in history, and he is also a person with impatience, and he already understands it in his mind, why did Ding wait for him on the spot with a smile when he saw him riding over, but he saluted and left? There must be something wrong with this title, but it was a loud call: "Mr. Rongcheng! Are you rich and do not recognize the old? ”

Sure enough, Ding stopped as soon as he fell, turned around and looked at him with a smile, Wang Zuo ran forward in a few steps, and stretched to the ground: "Student Wang Zuo has seen Mr. Ding Fangcai stretched out his hand to pick him up and looked him up and down, but he was a little thinner than when he was in the Jingshi Guozijian, and it seemed that he was also diligent.

"What Jing Xibo? What is the surname? What Yongzhen Guangxi? Ding Yi reprimanded Wang Zuodao unceremoniously, "Why don't you answer the salute?" As soon as you remember these things, it will be all over, and you will think of merit and fame, and peace is what my generation of people who sacrificed themselves for the country wanted? If you can't figure it out, you don't have to come to see it in the future. ”

Wang Zuo was sweating profusely by Ding Yixun, standing on the side with a disciple salute, and said yes again and again.

Ding Yi looked at him with his back hand, but asked, "Don't be submissive, you can tell me, what is wrong with you?" ”

"Yes, the student is stupid, think about it, at least Nanhai County is the boundary of the political envoy department of Guangdong, and it is definitely not because ......of political affairs in Guangxi to see Mr." Wang Zuo felt a little at a loss for a while.

Ding Yi sighed, but said to him: "Do you think there are a few magistrates in Yunnan who can see Grandpa Mu?" ”

Wang Zuofang just woke up, yes, if it comes to Yongzhen Guangxi and the section of giving the surname Fengbo, he is a small county, how can he see someone Ding if he wants to see it? I'm afraid that after handing over the post to the porter, if you reply with a sentence of "Uncle is tired, please return to your county", it will be considered a blessing, right? This is not the feudal uncle of the military general, Uncle Ding of Yongzhen Guangxi and the feudal marquis of the border town general are two different concepts.

"It's not my intention to be a marquis!" Ding Yi patted Wang Zuo's shoulder and said to him, "A certain class is for this Ming Dynasty, for this people, just fame, straight as dung!" Wang Ruxue, listen carefully, forget it, if there is a next time, the punishment will not be spared! He trained mercilessly, but Wang Zuo breathed a sigh of relief, which showed that Ding Yi was still close to him.

In fact, for Wang Zuo, he couldn't listen to introspection and listened to his enthusiasm, but it was just because he was still young and had less experience. In contrast, Xu Hui is much more mature than him, and after coming to Wuzhou, Xu Huo has never called Ding Banju uncle.

For Wang Zuo, he always felt in his heart that the literati were definitely a good story;

As far as Xu Huo is concerned, he will never call Uncle Ding Yi, but still call him Mr., which is why he is close.

The reason why Ding Yi made a big fuss about this point is very simple, if Xu Hui saw it, he would understand it at once, that is: Ding Yi was trying his best to weaken the Thunder School, or the participants in the conspiracy of the constitutional monarchy agreement at that time, to identify with the imperial court titles and official titles.

Today, they can be respectful to Ding Yiyi, will the court order tomorrow to cut Ding Yi to the people and betray morality?

No one can answer this question, and no one knows if they will or won't. Then the best choice is to ignore the official titles of the imperial court, and instead use the organizational structure of the Thunder School to define the relationship between superiors and subordinates and obedience.

Ding Yi did not go to build a large number of buildings in Wuzhou according to the style of Emperor Jing's enzhun's mansion, but only requisitioned a large mansion of a gentry who was beaten to death by the people, and hung a plaque of "Ding Mansion" on it, and did not set up any Jinshi poles or anything in front of the door, let alone make any Jinshi and first. If it weren't for the fact that there were two rows of guards in flaming red modern military uniforms standing in front of this mansion, it would be an ordinary house with a slightly larger area, and there would be no trace of the luxury of Yongzhen Guangxi, and there would be no show off of Tanhualang.

Before going to the mansion, Wang Zuo knelt down and kowtowed to Ding Yi sincerely and happily and said: "Mr. has taught me a lesson, Zuo is wrong, he was lost by this officialdom and forgot his previous ambition!" ”

At this time, he listened to the sound of galloping horses coming to the house, the fat ball put two revolvers in his hands, and led the guards around Ding Yi to surround the defensive formation, and some of the guards blew a copper whistle, and the sound of running sounded in the house, at this time a knight turned out of the alley, and saw Ding Yi from a distance, and quickly reined in the horse, rolled down the saddle and raised his hand to salute: "Sir, something happened!" (To be continued......)