With Master Song's promise, Landlord Shen immediately opened his money bag to order, and the big guy spoke, what did he hesitate about? "Chang'an, I still want Batai." If there are hundreds of acres of land, the number eight is very appropriate, and no more, no less, it is auspicious.

"But how do you set the price?" Hong Li is more concerned about this, looking at the several large pieces of iron lumps on the threshing machine, it must not be cheap, and he is not sure if he can afford it.

Iron is controlled, and the price is particularly expensive, so there are fewer people who can afford it, which is equivalent to reducing the number of sharp weapons scattered among the people, and naturally achieving the effect of reducing social unrest.

Even if you are wealthy, you need to report to the government if you buy a large number of iron-containing tools.

Master Song should be able to do this at the same time, right? However, the iron of the eight threshing machines is actually not much, and it is the ginger blacksmith who needs help.

At this time, Jiang Blacksmith's eyes also looked at Jiang Chang'an hopefully, the threshing machine can have a good price, his family is just around the corner, if the price of one is ten taels, the cost is six taels, then the remaining four taels and two are divided equally, but it is too profitable!

However, Jiang Changan looked at Master Song, "Teacher? "The market price of iron is enough, but at present, Jiang Changan does not have the ability to evaluate the comprehensive value of the threshing machine, because she does not understand this era.

Song Fuzi only thought about it for a few seconds, and then gave the answer, "Just eight taels." "It's better to have this important technology in the hands of the government.

The threshing machine is more expensive, so the peasants who can afford it will naturally be fewer, but the government can rent it out, and it is feasible to directly use gold and silver, or to include it in taxes.

For example, a village can put a few to a dozen threshing machines, and the villagers can use them by paying rent, and the cost paid by the farmers is less, and the government also benefits, killing two birds with one stone.

"But there are a few units that can be put in the village, and the villagers can rent them, and the imperial court is more willing to operate them in this way."

Because of this operation, the inflow of iron into the private sector has been relatively reduced, but the productivity has increased, and the tax revenue has naturally risen.

Hong Lizheng's eyes lit up, this method is good, although, "I'll buy one too." "Eight taels! The flesh hurts to death.

But as a lizheng, he must be fair and just, and he can't always give priority to his own family, right? So you still have to have it yourself, and when you finish threshing the paddy, you can also rent it out, and you can return to your capital after a few years.

"But this threshing machine should last a long time, right?" If the life span is too short, it won't be able to be drawn, Hong Li is worried.

"Of course, I will also make some gear oil later, lubricate and maintain the various iron parts, and also reduce friction, so that the life of the machine can be extended indefinitely, and there will be no problem for generations."

If you've been farming for generations, the threshing machine is a treasure.

"Okay, okay, Chang'an, assemble it quickly, I'll find someone to carry one back together, give you publicity and publicity, and strive to sell a few more units."

Eight taels of silver! The cost is four or five taels at most, right? That can be three or four taels of profit, the Jiang family is going to get rich, Hong Lizheng is envious, but he has no intention of being jealous, he knows very well that he is two catties, people, the most jealous of greed.

But Master Song didn't agree, he still had more important things for the little disciple to do, "No, no, no, you and Shushen will assemble it according to the drawings, the old man of Chang'an will take it to draw the drawing, and this news must be sent to Beijing immediately, and it can't be delayed."

Remember to leave a pair of accessories to come out, this one will be sent away with the letter. "Because the summer harvest will be soon, more grain can be harvested, and farmers will be able to have less stomachs.

Song Fuzi didn't wait for the others to agree, so he pulled Jiang Changan away.

The big guys look at each other, the master is not here, they have a batch in their hearts, how to fix it? "Book Deep." Hong Li Zheng just wanted to say something.

Seeing the click of Li Shushen's last action, a threshing machine was officially installed by him, "Huh? What? Why don't you pretend? It's simple and fun. ”

Come and be a coolie, it's fun to assemble one or two of this kind of thing, but if you install too much, you will be numb, who is rare, you have to pull more people into the water.

Li Shushen looked at the public with an expression that you are stupid, wouldn't such a simple thing be? Really?

In the front yard, Master Song did not drag Jiang Changan to the private school, but moved the table to the eaves next to the old man Jiang, where the light is good and cool, and it is the best place to draw.

"Chang'an, is the threshing machine ready? It works pretty well, right? Old man Jiang heard the cheers of the commotion coming from the backyard, and he almost couldn't sit still, if it weren't for not to make trouble for the children and not want to make himself lively, he would have stopped on crutches to watch the excitement.

Fortunately, Jiang Changan soon appeared in front of him, otherwise, he would still have to bear the itch of an ant.

"It's not bad, grandpa, don't worry, Chang'an is out of the horse, the horse is successful, and this year's summer harvest will definitely be very light."

Jiang Changan answered Old Man Jiang's question while drawing with a wooden ruler and charcoal, without delay at all, who let her have a complete set of drawings in the system, mark one, two or three pages, and follow the drawing.

Song Fuzi was suddenly envious, this dual-purpose, how skilled is the little guy in drawing? "You can't be mistaken, right? This drawing is going to be presented to the Imperial Palace, so you must be cautious. ”

When Old Man Jiang heard this, he immediately didn't dare to speak to disturb Jiang Changan, but his heart was even more excited, Imperial Front? Does it mean that his granddaughter is now drawing drawings for the emperor?

Yes! The ancestral grave of the Jiang family is smoking! Ancestors bless!

"Don't worry, teacher, this drawing has been drawn in Chang'an, you can't go wrong with your eyes closed, you can take the drawings in the backyard to compare it after you finish drawing."

Jiang Changan didn't draw too easily, with a few strokes of 'brushing and brushing', and a few words, she drew a drawing, but it was just a matter of a few lines, how difficult it could be.

Song Fuzi was almost not jealous of his little disciple, alas, okay, okay, he is old, and his thinking can't keep up with the young people.

Old man Jiang smiled, what should I do, he was actually very excited, but he just didn't feel uncomfortable, and sure enough, people were in good spirits when they were happy.

"Chang'an, you must draw well." Because it's the emperor who wants to see it, it's an honor.

"Uh-huh." There are always people who question her professionalism, and Jiang Changan is also helpless.

Casually, Old Man Jiang thought again, "Chang'an, how many threshing machines are you going to make?" Is it possible to send one or two to your aunt's house, she has a lot of land, if there is a threshing machine, it must be able to save a lot. ”

The sister-in-law of the Jiang family is the youngest daughter of the old man Jiang, and she is married to her childhood sweetheart's classmate, who is the fifth child of the Tian family in Tada Town.

The Tian family's field has six or seven hundred acres, which is more than the land of the landlord in the village, but their family has five brothers, and Aunt Tian is also the youngest son in the family.

The sister-in-law of the Jiang family is also indescribable, young people, and willful capital.

Old man Jiang sent the threshing machine, in fact, there is some flattery and apology to his in-laws.

Jiang Changan was still drawing drawings, and replied without thinking about it, "Okay." "Two threshing machines, she made it easily, who let the old man open the golden mouth.

Moreover, the sister-in-law in my memory is still very good, she doesn't dislike her as a little fool, she used to take care of her often, even after getting married, she often buys clothes and snacks and goes home to her nephews and nieces.

Song Fuzi was surprised, didn't Old Man Jiang know the value of the threshing machine? There is only one even for the emperor, and you open your mouth to double it, but it is really meaningless and capricious enough.

The summer harvest is just around the corner, and the threshing machine at this time is quite precious.

"Old Jiang really loves his daughter." Song Fuzi suddenly had a little bad thought.

Old man Jiang didn't know why, "Hey, the youngest child in the family, it is inevitable that she will feel distressed, and she is in her in-laws' house, cough!" Over the years, my in-laws have taken care of me, and these parents always have to thank one or two.

Hehe, this is a normal family relationship, it should be, it should be. ”

Master Song also smiled, "Hehe, yes, now the Jiang family's life is getting better, it's just a threshing machine of eight taels of silver, and there is no pressure to send three or four." In the end, Song Fuzi quoted the price of the threshing machine with a bad heart.

"Oh, yes, the threshing machine is only eight, .' Plop'." With a wrong eye, Old Man Jiang fell down from the recliner.

"Grandpa?!" Jiang Changan was shocked, how do you always do it? Can you lie down on a good recliner?

Jiang Changan hurriedly got up, but Master Song stopped her, careless, but in the end, it affected Chang'an to draw drawings, who knew that Old Man Jiang's ability to bear it was so poor?

"Old Jiang, are you alright?" Master Song personally stepped forward and helped the old man Jiang up.

"Eight, eight taels of silver, a threshing machine?!" Is the threshing machine made of silver? Why is it so expensive? Old man Jiang was shocked.

"yes, it's cheap, right? If you think about those beds, tables and chairs, one can sell for hundreds of thousands of taels. ”

For example, the furniture dowry of the young lady of Chen County's order was worth 10,000 taels, which was much more expensive than the average family in the capital.

It's just the daughter of a county order, and the deep meaning of this goes without saying, and a discerning person knows that there is a problem with this county order at a glance.

"This, this, this, it's different, it's made of very precious wood, and it comes from the hands of the master, and it takes several years of hard work to carve" can be sold for tens of thousands of taels, in fact, everyone can accept it, because it is a work of art, and half of it is famous.

"What's the difference, half of this threshing machine is made of iron, or advanced technology, and it's already very cheap to sell eight taels."

It's just that it is sold to farmers, and the most expensive price is this price.

"Yes, what about the big eight silvers, eight, or else, Chang'an, we won't give the threshing machine to your aunt." It's too much, and their Jiang family is actually not rich to this extent, right?

Although I have a little money, my family is still building a house, and there are so many children studying

"It's okay, eight taels is the selling price, in fact, the cost is only a few taels of silver, and our family occasionally has to give my aunt a long face and support."

Aunt Jiang goes to her parents' house all the year round to pick up things, can her in-laws have no opinion? Can you have no opinion? It's just that the Tian family is too lazy to make careful calculations with the two.

But if there is a return, then Aunt Jiang will not be looked down upon by others, and she can continue to commit murder with her beauty.

"That, that, that, that, two is too many." As soon as the measure word came out, Old Man Jiang realized that he was ridiculously wrong, the threshing machine was definitely not a gadget, and it had reached the level of machinery.

"It's okay, two is two, my sister-in-law has a lot of fields, and I can use it."

While chatting with several people, Jiang Changan quickly wrote two sets of drawings and operation procedures for the threshing machine, which was useful to Song Fuzi.

In addition, a set of engine oil processing formula, and this engine oil can be used on other iron tools, such as weapons.

Master Song's face gradually became solemn, this little disciple must not have learned these things in his books.

She used to be stupid, but she suddenly sobered up after being struck by lightning, and won the first place in the Wenju assessment, if she used to pretend to be stupid, then it is impossible to have so much experience and wisdom, right?

There is only one possibility, she, like the first empress, was favored by Thor and received the inheritance of wisdom.

So, Li Shushen is the same? Because that kid has not only become firm in his heart, but also has grown in kung fu.

But Master Song didn't know that in fact, Li Shushen's kung fu was already above all of them.

The master's prophecy is really right, the wisdom star is shining in the south, and it has only come out of the mountain, but I didn't expect it to be really a mountain village? It's too much of a coincidence, right?

Song Fuzi recalled that when he first came to Shanshang Village, these children he saw, the kind that were ordinary and stupid, it was really hard to say, who would have thought that they would become talents in the end?

But he still did his best to cultivate these children, because it was his sustenance.

Fortunately, the emperor paid off, and he finally waited.

No, these two children are related to Da Song's future in the future, he must protect them well, and they are still his disciples.

"Okay, leave the things to me, the teacher will definitely earn you wisdom and honor, come on, kid."

Jiang Changan nodded obediently, in fact, she is still young, and her fame does not matter.

Master Song's heart was soft, and he was a good disciple, touched Jiang Chang'an's head, and returned to the private school with a bag of threshing machine parts and drawings.

In the study, in addition to the dumb uncle, there are also a few black-clothed people on standby.

"Dumb slave, you take half of the iron horse on the road, personally hand over the parts of the threshing machine and the letter to the emperor, and set off immediately, non-stop, and must be delivered as quickly as possible."

Master Song solemnly commanded, and he could only rest assured when the dumb slave went out.

"Master, what should you do then?" He is gone, who will take care of the master, what is more important than the personal safety of the master, anyway, these are the affairs of the imperial court, and there, the master is no longer welcome, even the emperor.

"Don't worry, I still have half of the manpower to protect it, it's enough." If it's not enough, then it's a big deal, and even if the dumb slave stays, it's not very useful.

"I still have Chang'an and Shushen, as well as Shanshang Village, it's okay, you can rest assured, be more careful on the road, if there is an accident, it is important to save your own life, and if the mission fails, we can start all over again."

But if I lose you, I" Song Fuzi suddenly couldn't go on, the past is vivid, everyone has come to the point where it is today, in fact, it is not simple, who made him once have too much power.

Moreover, there are actually not many people who can accompany him here, and they are all his most important people.

Once their forces come out of the mountain this time, there is actually a risk of being exposed, and I am afraid that they will not be able to be peaceful and calm in the future.

"Master, please rest assured, we know how to do it, you have to take care." The mute man's voice choked up several times, because he also remembered his former brothers.

"Well, go ahead, have a safe journey."

As soon as Song Fuzi's words fell, the dumb men kowtowed to Song Fuzi to say goodbye, after all, they were traveling far away.

Then after a few brushes, several people were lost in place.

"Little two." Master Song summoned the others.

brush, a thin black figure appeared, kneeling on one knee, "What does the master command?" "It sounds quite young.

"You assign a few people to follow Chang'an, Shushen and Shikang respectively, and be sure to protect them, but until your life is in danger, you don't need to appear in front of them.

Also, Shushen's kung fu should not be bad, you should be careful when you follow him, so as not to be discovered by him. "Otherwise, you won't be able to do the effect of the experience.

"Yes, master." The black-clothed little two took the order and retreated.

Only then did Song Fuzi take out another drawing and formula, and wrote a letter, planning to send it to Chen County Order tomorrow, because he still had to apply for a piece of iron, and it really wouldn't work without this drawing.

Moreover, the threshing machine also needs the support and promotion of the government to truly benefit the people.

This time, Master Song will follow up the process of the matter well, and be sure to watch Chen County's order to implement the task well, and not let him use the threshing machine to use his power for personal gain.