Those European merchants are back.

Bring back a large number of muskets, artillery, and matching black powder that Lu Xiao needs.

Lu Xiao is also not ambiguous, and directly sprinkles a lot of real money and silver. However, in the payment process, Lu Xiao still played a cautious eye. When he inspected the goods, he graded the goods brought back by various merchants according to their quality.

Then they were paid differently depending on the quality.

It is normal for the quality of goods to be both good and bad. Therefore, the amount of money in the hand is naturally more or less. This is a normal thing. But I saw more in someone else's pocket than my own. Someone still couldn't sit still.

People are like that, everyone earns less, it doesn't matter. But if there are more people and some people are less, then it will cause waves.

The British were upset, because he was the one who earned the least. There's no way, who let him steal and play tricks, although the guns he got can be used. But it's still not new. Lu Xiao inspected the goods on the spot and only gave half of the price. This made the British suddenly lose their faces.

Seeing the golden gold, it entered someone else's pocket. It was worse than killing him. But there was no way, he was well-connected in the UK, and he only managed to get some second-hand goods after working hard. Fortunately, he was sure that it would work, otherwise, he was really afraid that he would be cut in half by that brutal Imperial intelligence officer.

But it's absolutely not okay to earn less money. Especially when everyone was earning more than him, there was a huge imbalance in the British psyche. He thought of some hints from Lu Xiao before he left last year.

What Lu Xiao really wants is craftsmen, craftsmen who can make these weapons, technical drawings and other things at the source level. As arms dealers, these Europeans are naturally not fools. For the sake of long-term interests, they obviously won't easily bring these things to Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao also set up a firearms research institute in the territory of Daming. They can now reproduce the flintlock musket. However, the technical immaturity and the quality of the steel are not up to standard, so that the firearm cannot enter the state of mass production in a short time. Therefore, Lu Xiao is looking for opportunities in these Europeans.

Originally, he was a little disappointed in this transaction. Because these guys are just bringing the finished product. None of them are intended to bring technical trading.

But that night, the British suddenly found him alone.

"Lu, I wish I could call you that."

"It depends on what you can bring me. You know, I'm a very realistic person. Whoever can bring me more benefits will be able to become my friend. Unfortunately, your performance today can only be described as average. ”

“...... I know. But I have something better here. ”

Lu Xiao suddenly became interested.

"Tell me about it!"

"I was able to get some craftsmen who made new muskets."

"And then?" Lu Xiao didn't show too much interest. This made the British turn pale.

"And the technology."

"I'm starting to get interested. When will I be able to see those things? ”

“...... Lu, you have to know. If I had done this kind of thing, I wouldn't have been able to mix in this industry. So, I need some reassurances. ”

"It's simple, if you can do it. Then I promise you won't have to do any work for the rest of your life. You can buy a manor house anywhere in the world, and then you and your descendants can live there for a hundred years as a true nobleman. ”

Lu Xiao's conditions obviously moved the British. He came to Lu Xiao, but in fact, he was just impulsive because of an imbalance in his heart. But now, he's really tempted.

.................

The flames of Liaodong are still burning.

That night, the flames that ignited not only burned eighty percent of Huang Taiji's grain and grass. Also burned is his ambition to go south this year.

At the same time, Huang Taiji also found a serious problem. That is, when his own food is not enough to eat, he can't feed the Ming army who came to vote and the people in the city.

And this question is not just on his mind. There were also some nimble people in the Ming army who thought of this problem.

"General, I'm afraid the situation is not good. Now all the grain and grass are burned. What will we eat in the future? ”

The Ming general glanced at the soldier who spoke. Didn't recognize who it was. But I should have seen it last night when I was fighting the fire. After a day and a night of firefighting, all the teams had long been disrupted.

And the soldier was right. These Ming generals knew very well what virtues those Tartars had. They took refuge with grain and grass. At most, they will survive. Most of the people in the city were to be sent back to slavery.

But now the grain is gone, and the autumn harvest is still more than three months away. And the food in the city is afraid that there will not be enough food for a month. Since then, the situation has become somewhat delicate.

It was absolutely impossible for the Tartars to give their rations to these Ming soldiers to eat. But in the same way, it is absolutely impossible for these surrendered Ming troops to starve to death like this. After all, they still have a guy in their hands.

To surrender is to not die. Now I'm going to starve to death, how do you say that?

The generals of the Ming army only felt that an invisible crisis had enveloped them. And then, the soldier said.

"General, how many years have we been here in Liaodong. Don't you know the virtues of those tartars? What they don't get...... I'm afraid it won't end well? ”

This sentence suddenly woke up the general. The reason why he doesn't think about it is actually lying to himself. After all, he surrendered, and if he surrendered or died, it didn't mean that his previous decision was wrong. But now, after someone has broken all this, he can't help but think a little more.

He now knows that it's not just Shenyang's grain that has been burned. The surrounding cities under the control of the Tartars suffered the same fate for the grain. This is clearly the plan of the Ming Dynasty. And this plan seems to be a conspiracy. In fact, it is a conspiracy.

The Tartars, the Ming army, and the people of Liaodong are all here. But there was not enough food to eat. Two possibilities arise. One was that the Tartars forcibly raised their troops and continued to plunder more grain south. The other is ......

As soon as my thoughts came here, a cry for help suddenly came from not far away.

"Help, sir!! The Tartars are going to kill us!! ”

Everyone got up to watch, only to see a Ming soldier covered in blood running over. He had three arrows stuck in his back and was covered in blood. Behind him was a team of chasing Tartars.

"My lord, my lord, help, the Tartars are going to kill people!!"

This shout made the Ming army who gathered together nervous on the spot. They all looked at the general. At this time, the other party was also desperate.

"There is not enough food and grass, and the Tartars are afraid that they will not be able to accommodate us. Brothers, fight with them!! ”

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