Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 328
It was mid-afternoon, the spring breeze was warm, and the young grass on the roadside outside the city was sprouting. Liu Hongjian and his party hurried on the road at a leisurely pace.

"Bangchui, have you really thought about it? Don't let the emperor down!" Liu Hongjian suddenly said to Niu Zhuang behind him.

Niu Zhuang followed Liu Hongjian with his AKM on his shoulders, followed by four servants of the Duke's Mansion with long knives on their waists.

"Master, what are you talking about? I didn't understand!" Niu Dabangchui rushed forward and asked, his eyes squinted in the midday sun.

"You guys don't pretend to be confused with my master. Didn't the emperor say that if you are interested in the Beijing camp or the frontier army, you can be a general or an earl.

This is a good opportunity to shine on the lintel, and you should take good advantage of it. "Liu Hongjian said softly.

Since Liu Hongjian fought against the peasant army on the city wall of the capital, he met Niu Zhuang and took him as his servant. The two experienced the offensive and defensive battle of the capital, the bloody battle of Shanhaiguan, and the offensive and defensive battle of Linxian...

In all the battlefields that Liu Hongjian has been to, this guy has never been left behind.

Only Liu Hongjian understood that Niu Zhuang seemed to be reckless, but in fact he was thick and thin, and he would definitely be able to defend one side if he went to the army to exercise.

It's a little unfair to be a servant by his side, so Liu Hongjian still wants to persuade him.

"Oh, master is talking about this. If I don't go to Beijing camp, I just want to follow master." Niu Da Bangchui replied very simply.

Although he is uneducated and doesn't even know a few big characters, he knows how to repay kindness best.

In his opinion, the reason why he can have everything today is the blessing of his master.

If the master didn't accept him as a servant back then, maybe he is still guarding the city wall now, oh no, maybe he has already died in the battle, so there are so many rewards today.

It is precisely because he is illiterate and illiterate, and he knows that those officials are full of twists and turns, full of bad things, even if he really went.

It is estimated that it will not be long before they will be put on countless small shoes, and then beaten back to their original shape.

Instead of being angry in the officialdom, it's better to follow the master!
Besides, didn't the emperor give him a viscount?Ten generations of poor peasants from his Lao Niu family got a title when they came to him!

What else do you want?You can wake up with a smile in your dreams!People, you have to learn to be content!
"Hmph, this is what you thought of yourself, don't regret it in the future." Seeing that Niu Zhuanghun didn't care, Liu Hongjian had no choice but to let it go.

Fortunately, he still has the title of supervisor on his head. If the big stick suddenly figured it out later, it would be fine, at worst, he would go to the emperor and go through the back door.

A group of people strolled to the armory. The armory was a little crowded due to the continuous increase of the levy.

Ammunition workshop, musket workshop, gunpowder workshop, artillery workshop...

In addition to their respective research rooms, people from various departments come and go, which is particularly lively.

It seems that they have to find a way to move the musket and artillery workshops, which occupy the most manpower and space, out of the armory, or at least set up a separate armory outside, and the armory is only responsible for scientific research.

Alas, those poor migrant workers, endless construction work, alas, he is also pitiful, spending money everywhere.

Originally, armaments could make a lot of money, but it was not easy to increase the price when selling them to his own army, and it was wartime, so Liu Hongjian mostly sold them at cost price.

But if you want to export to earn some quick money, it is estimated that at least rifled guns can be mass-produced and replaced by the entire army!

Now, the only place that can earn him some cash is the coal mine run by the Gu family and his son in Shanxi.

It's hard work, spending money everywhere, making ends meet, making ends meet!

"My lord, I happen to have something good to tell my lord, but why are you so sad?" Song Yingxing's face was flushed, as if he was several years younger.

In the first 20 years of his life, he struggled endlessly for the imperial examination, but in the end he didn't even get a Jinshi.

In his 20 years of middle school, he joined the officialdom for the sake of the people, but he only became a county magistrate for so long.

When I was discouraged, I resigned from office and returned to my hometown to concentrate on writing. I thought life would be like this.

I'm getting old, I didn't expect to meet this young god-man in front of me in the spring of a dead tree!
Yes, he is indeed a man of God, otherwise where did he get so many blueprints?
Those blueprints are detailed, the explanations are meticulous, and the prints are neat, which he has never seen in his life. Although there are a lot of mistakes (simplified) and other (style) characters, it is not harmful!

He never asked Liu Hongjian about the source of these blueprints, just as he had never seen the AKM carried by Niu Zhuang. It is the principle he abides by the most if he should not ask.

Now he is not only the second-tier head of the armory, but also in charge of thousands of craftsmen and countless resources under him.

As long as he wants, he can do any experiment he is interested in, and all expenses are free.

What's more, he even received a reward from His Majesty, and was conferred the rank of fifth-rank Xiaoqiwei!
God is pitiful, he has been in the officialdom for nearly 20 years as a juren before he is worthy of being a seventh-rank county magistrate.

Now he just took the blueprints given by the adults in front of him, developed two or three weapons according to the diagrams, and obtained the martial arts of the fifth rank.

He still remembered that Zhang Feng, the developer of the cannon who was appointed as the sixth-rank military cavalry captain at the same time, fainted directly when the palace came to read the imperial decree.

And he was stunned for a while before he could react.

The kindness of knowing you, if you can meet a noble person in your life, it is really a happy thing.

Obviously, the young man in front of him is his nobleman.

"Oh? Elder Song, what good news can you tell me?" Putting down the heartache of Hua Yinzi, Liu Hongjian pulled himself together and asked.

"The glass in our glass workshop has been successfully developed!" Song Yingxing cupped his hands and reported to Liu Hongjian.

"What? Glass? Oh, I'm a second!" Liu Hongjian clapped his hands excitedly, and all the unhappiness just now disappeared in an instant.

Glass, one of the three major items for travelers to earn money!

He, Liu Hung-chien, can finally sell glass!
Song Yingxing knew that although his lord was a genius, he was unavoidably emotional because of his youth, so he was not surprised.

"Let's go, Mr. Song, take my father-in-law to have a look!" Liu Hongjian excitedly took Song Yingxing's arm and walked towards the glass workshop outside the armory.

The glass workshop now has nearly [-] old glazers, and [-] or [-] workers in charge of hard work.

These old glazers have been refining glaze all their lives, and they have also been bullied and squeezed for a lifetime, all of them are poor and have no temper.

Arriving at this glass workshop is like entering heaven, not only the salary is high, the treatment is good, and no one comes to drink five or six.

They cherish this job and work very hard to develop this thing called glass.

There is a difference between colored glaze and glass, and the production process is similar, but the materials are indeed different. In "Basics of Light Industry", the production method is clearly written.

These Liuli craftsmen are also experienced and experienced, researched all night, and soon successfully developed it.

One side of glass about one foot long and wide was placed flat on the wooden table, and Liu Hongjian stroked it lightly, as if stroking white silver.

Where is glass here, it's all silver!

"Get rich!"

PS: There will be another chapter later to fill in the vacancy left by yesterday. Everyone, rest early, but you can watch it tomorrow.

　Thanks for the 100 coins rewarded by book friends sheep manure porter and Shenzhen Fatty

　　
　
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