The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 93 Lao Liu and Yan Xiucai

Fang Yu turned his head and glanced at the black-hearted old Liu.

Old Liu showed an honest smile and continued to express his merits: "In the past two days, the blacksmith has produced 287 more blank gun barrels. Adding in the previous inventory, the number has exceeded 1300. According to the owner's instructions, the blank gun barrels You need to reserve a month's supply in advance, and you can't let the water tanker idle..."

In fact, Fang Yu knew how many blacksmiths there were in the camp and how many blank gun barrels they could produce in a day.

But Lao Liu had to report every other day.

Sometimes I come to the door myself, and sometimes I wait here pretending to be a running enthusiast.

Fang Yu knew what he was thinking. He suddenly gained the status of a "cadre" and felt uneasy.

For example, Old Man Zhao, Liu Ji, and Gao San were all very close to Fang Yu, and they were also the first "New Town locals" to come.

And he, Lao Liu, is an outsider.

Not only did Liu Ji and the others not take him seriously, even the carpenters and blacksmiths under his supervision were a little dissatisfied.

After all, he, Old Liu, just came a few days earlier than others, that's all.

Because he felt uneasy, he could only seize every opportunity to show his face in front of his employer.

As long as his boss can support him, Old Liu, his position as the head of the weapons manufacturing department will be as secure as a rock.

Lao Liu said: "...I took people to move this batch of blank gun barrels to the storage warehouse by the river in the afternoon. In addition, Manager Zhao added three groups of people to the river yesterday. Now there are waterwheels and waterwheels along the river. The (musket) assembly workshop is almost ready, and it will definitely be completed by the day after tomorrow..."

According to the scheduled time, the day after tomorrow is the day when all the waterwheels on the Juma River will start working.

Lao Liu had made perfect preparations. The only thing weighing on his mind was that there was no water in the Juma River.

With his limited imagination, he couldn't figure out how to solve this problem.

It is said that Lady Pan has the power to control wind and rain, but the waterwheel does not turn around in a day or two.

Madam Pan can't just do anything, right? It rains heavily towards the Juma River every day, right?
Fang Yu heard the hesitation in his words, but did not explain it. He just praised: "Old Liu is very prudent in doing things and saves me a lot of trouble.

Well, let me know when you go to the river in the afternoon, and I will go there with you to take a look. "

A smile immediately appeared on Lao Liu's face, and he nodded in agreement.

Fang Yu also warned: "The craftsmen are working very hard these days, so don't give them extra tasks. What we have booked is 70 water trucks and 1200 blank gun barrels. As long as they complete the task, the remaining time will be Give them a break.”

Old Liu nodded and said with a look of appreciation: "These hardworking families are really lucky to have met their boss."

After finishing speaking, Lao Liu naturally would not be uninterested.

"Hoo, ho! My legs and feet really can't keep up with my boss."

Old Liu looked exhausted and stepped aside with his hands on his hips.

After Lao Liu "disappeared", high school sophomore and Yan Xiucai were running with Fang Yu.

The sophomore in high school didn't see Journey to the West last night. When he came back and listened to other people's wonderful stories, he just felt that he had suffered a great loss.

He was so sad that he couldn't sleep all night and was almost on the verge of tears.

Who is to blame?The only reason is that he is a (temporary) deputy chief and has to take people out on patrol!

So he was extremely unhappy with Yan Xiucai who caught him cheating.

In the morning, he knocked on Yan Xiucai's door and dragged him out without saying a word.

Yan Xiucai was a typical weak scholar. Before he could even run a few steps, he was already out of breath.

"Don't...don't drag me, let go! Boss, Wan Sheng really...can't run anymore!"

In order to prevent him from escaping, the sophomore student grabbed his arm all the way.

Yan Xiucai couldn't break free, so he had to cry and call Fang Yu.

The sophomore in high school snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "Do you believe it? Even the old ladies in the tailor shop can run farther than you!"

This is such an insult.Normally, Yan Xiucai would have definitely yelled back, but now he can't even speak, and he really doesn't want to argue with the sophomore.

Fang Yu slowed down and landed next to the two of them, and said to Yan Xiucai: "It's always like this when you start running. Just keep at it and you'll get used to running."

Yan Xiucai gasped and said: "Wansheng, Wansheng is really hard to hold on to, boss, just let me go!"

Fang Yu didn't answer his words at all, and only repeated: "No matter how hard you persist, it will be like this when you first start running..."

Fang Yu himself is actually a scumbag.

The so-called "exercise" every day is to run from the residence to the city gate and back from the city gate. The total number of back and forth does not exceed 4 kilometers.

As for Yan Xiucai, in fact he didn’t even last 2 kilometers.

As soon as the second-year high school student loosened his grip a little, he completely sat down on the ground. He didn't care about his image as a scholar: I just couldn't get up anyway.

Fang Yu saw him looking as soft as mud, and finally changed his mind: "It's enough for Xiucai to make a quick trip. Sit here and rest for a while, and then you can go back by yourself."

Just when Yan Xiucai was thankful that he had saved his life, Fang Yu added: "We will continue tomorrow. I will ask the sophomore to call you."

Yan Xiucai:......

Fang Yu ran all the way back from the city gate, and on the way he visited the "Laishui County No. [-] Experimental Primary School" under construction. (Including study classes, night schools and girls' schools)

Although it is not yet fully completed, three large classrooms have been built.

According to Fang Yu's instructions, Liu Ji is now leading people to move tables and chairs inside.

"Liu Ji, students will come in tomorrow. Have you prepared everything?"

Like many people Fang Yu met, Liu Ji also had dark circles under his eyes and was not in good spirits.

Nothing else. Last night, these ancient people met the gods of heaven, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and the King of Hell.

It's strange that they can sleep peacefully!
Liu Ji replied: "We have tables and chairs. Each person also prepared a schoolbag, two blank exercise books, three writing brushes, and an inkstone. The inkstone and schoolbags have already arrived at the warehouse, and the exercise books and writing brushes were prepared half a month ago. I placed an order at Moxiangzhai and I will take someone to pick it up this morning."

Fang Yu thought for a while and said: "We need more pens, inks, paper and inkstones here than in the academies in the city. This is just the first batch of students. Go tell the shopkeeper of Moxiangzhai and let him Go inside and open a branch in the camp, or you can buy it from somewhere else."

Now the largest multimedia...Building 1 has been completed. There is only one school left and it doesn't use that many bricks, so the residential area can start building houses.

Now that the residential area has been built, how can the commercial area be a wasteland?

Using orders to blackmail shops in the city to open branches is really a good way.

Uh... residential area.

Fang Yu remembered a promise he had made to Liu Ji, so he told him: "I will start building a house for you tomorrow, and the first one is for you. You go to Brother Zhao to get the (residential) plan and choose one for yourself." .”

Liu Ji had already thought of a good place, but he still refused to give up.

"Master," Liu Ji came over and whispered, "I can live anywhere by myself, but it's not convenient for two high school sophomores and senior high school brothers to squeeze into a small house. How about..."

Liu Ji looked forward to it and said, "How about we build a house for them first? Build a big blue brick house with big tiles."

Fang Yu knew as soon as he heard this that he was thinking about his tool room.

Whether it's Old Man Zhao, sophomores or juniors in high school, or Liu Ji, they all want to live closer to themselves.

For this reason, they are willing to give up larger and more spacious houses with blue bricks and large tiles.

Sometimes it's really hard to judge, are they really smart or really stupid?

Fang Yu glanced at him and sighed: "You can talk to the Gao brothers about this. If they agree, I have no objection... But haven't you always wanted to have a family? Live in a big brick house with tiles. , If you find a good girl to get married, you will have a family, why do you still worry about that small house?"

Fang Yu left after speaking, while Liu Ji sat there alone for a long time.

The expression on his face was very complicated.

(End of this chapter)