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The oldest blast furnace was invented by our ancestors in this land during the Western Zhou Dynasty.

More than 400 years later, it is not allowed to secretly build a small blast furnace by yourself, after all, it is too polluting to the environment.

In the Ming Dynasty, there was no such thing as environmental pollution, and the imperial court did not collect mining taxes at present.

Because the mining tax has always flowed directly into the emperor's internal funds, and the tax collector is also sent by the emperor, the rights will not be too restricted, and it is common for the mine tax supervisor to abuse his power and do all kinds of evil.

The mine tax supervisor will even convict people at will, and if the family has a little capital, the mine tax supervisor may classify the land that the family has no mining as the land with mines, and the mining tax will be paid if there is no mining.

It is not uncommon to go directly into the homes of the people and plunder.

Under the tyrannical expropriation, not only fattened the emperor's internal money, but also fattened these officials below, and they ate a lot of brains one by one.

A piece of the cake of the powerful gentry was also bitten off, because most of the mine was in their hands.

When the vital interests of the scholars were lost, they angrily denounced the emperor as a tyrant, comparable to the emperor, and demanded the abolition of the mining tax.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse (that is, the elder brother of the current Emperor Chongzhen) is an old fritter, soft and hard, and he is tinkering with his carpenter's skills, and the government is handled by the chief secretary Wei Zhongxian.

Emperor Chongzhen did not collect mining taxes and industrial and commercial taxes, which made the imperial court have no money as soon as it fought a war, and if there was no money, it would increase taxes on the people.

The people's taxes are too heavy, and if they can't survive, they will rebel, and if they rebel, they will fight, and if they fight, they will raise taxes and .......

(^~^) perfect closed loop

Although the mining tax and industrial and commercial tax were not the foundation of the fall of the Ming Dynasty, they provided a good environment for Li Hongji and other small companies to recruit younger brothers, and also contributed to the collapse of the Ming Dynasty, a company with unlimited liability.

'Д ́|Far away, far away.

It is not unreasonable for Lin Yuan to want to melt iron.

In the middle of the Ming Dynasty, the steel output reached more than 90 million catties, and it was not difficult to make iron in the blast furnace.

At present, although there is no tax, and all iron-making has become private-owned, the powerful gentry still all share the big cake of iron-making.

They can only make iron, and if they want to make iron without any background, they will be suppressed with all their might.

They have more means to deal with the common people than the mine tax supervision.

Lin Yuan looked at Tie Niu, who was already a little impatient, and said: "Uncle Niu, let's build an iron-making blast furnace, and we won't be discovered if we start construction at night." ”

Tie Niu scratched his head and said, "Your Uncle Niu has the skill of striking iron, but... I really don't know how to blast furnaces, and I'm afraid we won't see that thing in our whole lives in the iron industry. ”

Lin Yuan scratched his head and said, "This monopoly is quite serious!" There will be a technical blockade. ”

Lin Yuan said that he gave the two chickens to Tie Niu.

Lin Yuan: "You stew the chicken first, let's eat a good meal first"

"I'll leave the matter of the blast furnace to me, and I'll draw a drawing first."

Tie Niu's eyes widened in disbelief and said, "Boy, don't lie to me, how can you know these things." ”

Lin Yuan didn't bother to explain, so he said nonsense: "It was the immortal in the dream who pointed out." ”

"You don't know! The immortal waved his hand, and ten thousand rays of light flashed. ”

"The immortals say that the light of the sun can open my mind, and there are thousands of wonderful ideas contained in it."

"After saying that, the light flew towards my head."

"The light is like a sharp knife."

Lin Yuan covered his head and squatted on the ground, making a painful appearance.

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"It hurts again when I think about it"

"Pain irrigates the heavenly spirit~"

"Pain~"

"It hurts so much~"

"The immortal said that if the two chickens are stewed, they won't hurt if they make up for me."

Although Lin Yuan performed very seriously, he thought in his heart, "This old Deng is too grinding, and I have taken great pains to drink chicken soup at night."

(°ー°〃)

Tie Niu: "Okay~ I'll go now." ”

Tie Niu walked into the inner room and couldn't help but poke out a head and asked, "What does that immortal look like?" ”

"What did you dream about? Teach me. ”

Tie Niu patted his head vigorously and said, "

I'm not afraid of pain. ”

Saying that, he actually strode to Lin Yuan's side and said, "I will also go to meet that immortal, and see if he has more light or if I have a hard head." ”

Lin Yuan didn't take care of Tie Niu anymore, just squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, and said silently in his heart: "I can't take care of this Lao Deng anymore, it's just an iron bull swing--- the iron bull is coming, the iron bull is gone, the iron bull is coming, the iron bull is gone......... Endless"