Southern Song Dynasty small landlord

Chapter 20
The carriage soon arrived at the blacksmith's shop. Qin Shou calculated the time, and he should have almost built one, so he was full of blood and rushed into the blacksmith's shop.

The old blacksmith did have a brush, and the triangular army thorn had already been punched. Qin Shou tried it in his hand, and it felt pretty good. Although the quality was not as good as the one he used back then, it was very rare to be able to hit such a weapon here. .

The most important thing is that the master is very caring, and even made a sheath, which is convenient to carry, and you don't have to worry about hurting yourself. Qin Shou put away the army thorn and tied it to his thigh, and then sat there watching the master swing the big knife. The hammer hit the dagger again and again.

His flushed face was covered with sweat, Qin Shou's blood boiled at this moment, and he didn't feel sorry for the 40 taels of silver anymore. He picked up the tea brought by the boy and sat there slowly tasting it like an old man.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the master finished his work, wiped the sweat off his face, handed over the dagger, and asked, "Guest officer, are the weapons I have used satisfactory?"

Qin Shou wiped the blade of a dagger with his fingers, and a stream of blood came out. Although he couldn't break his hair, he met Qin Shou's requirements. Qin Shou was so happy that he nodded again and again, and praised the old master for a while.

Until Qin Shou left the blacksmith shop, the old craftsman's big mouth was still open, his face was full of joy, and his wrinkles could kill mosquitoes.

On the way back, Qin Shou suddenly remembered that his younger sister didn’t seem to have eaten dim sum in the town. She bought a few steamed buns last time. Qin Shou suddenly felt that he was quite irresponsible. Why did he forget to buy some for his younger sister? Some refreshments too.

Then I asked the coachman to change the route, went to a dim sum shop and bought some snacks to take with me, bought a dozen big meat buns, gave them to the coachman, sat in the carriage and ate, playing with my hands while eating. The dagger in the middle, this thing hits really well.

When he got home, Chen Feng was lying on the ground like a dog with exhaustion, his hands were bloody and bloody, and it was unbearable to look directly at him. Qin Shou glanced at him contemptuously, walked into the room silently, and came out with a bottle of medicine powder in his hand.

Qin Shou asked Chen Feng to stretch out his hand and sprinkle the powder on it. The piercing pain disappeared immediately, and the blood on his hand also stopped. A cool feeling came to his heart. Chen Feng stared at the small porcelain bottle in Qin Shou's hand. shine.

"Why, you want to snatch it?" Qin Shou raised his eyebrows and said with a faint smile.

Hmmm, Chen Feng shook his head again and again, but immediately climbed up like a pug, and said, "Brother Qin, do you sell the medicine powder in your hand?"

Qin Shou raised his eyebrows and said, "Not for sale."

Uh, Chen Feng has a sad face, why isn't such a good medicine powder sold?It can reduce swelling and stop bleeding, and it will take effect immediately. If it is used on the front line, the survival rate of those soldiers will be much higher. Chen Feng smacked his mouth, frowned and said, "Brother Qin, this medicine powder is good, can you sell it in large quantities?"

Qin Shou rolled his eyes and understood what Chen Feng was thinking. This guy is the son of a businessman. Although the general status of a businessman is not high, the status of this Chen family is a bit special. Someone in their family is an official, so this raises his status. went up.

It seems that Chen Feng has taken a fancy to the hemostatic powder, but Qin Shou is not happy if he wants Qin Shou to sell it in large quantities. He doesn't have time to make this stuff. It's okay to use it by himself. Selling a large amount won't exhaust him. .

Thinking of this, Qin Shou said, "It's not impossible for you to do this business, and I'm not greedy. I just want [-]% of the profit. As for the production and processing, you can arrange people to do it. I will provide the recipe."

"Really? That's great. If these things can be used on the battlefield, the Yue Family Army will definitely be able to reduce a lot of casualties." Chen Feng jumped up happily. Yue Fei is his new idol. Being used by Yue Jun, Chen Feng blushed with excitement.

Qin Shou looked at Chen Feng with a strange expression. Yue Fei's name, Qin Shou, had long been familiar to him, and he knew that this was a loyal man. It was the fourth year of Jianyan (1130) when the Jin army was defeated and Yue Fei became popular.

In Qin Shou's memory, Yue Fei died in 1141, that is to say, it was only more than ten years before Yue Fei's death. Qin Shou sighed in his heart. Although he respected Yue Fei, he didn't think about changing anything.

As a soldier king in his previous life, Qin Shou suffered enough from the war. Now that he is reliving his life, Qin Shou no longer wants to be associated with the battlefield. Now go to the fields, just be a rich man.

Of course, Qin Shou also understands that the precondition for all this is that he is strong enough, otherwise, in this war era, random bandits and bandits can shatter his dreams, so before becoming a rich man, Qin Shou What you have to do is to strengthen yourself and strengthen those around you.

Set up a special team. These people may be guards at the gate or women sweeping the floor at ordinary times, but when the war comes, they can definitely take up swords and guns to kill the invading enemies. Qin Shou already has in his heart A vague outline has been drawn, but the specific implementation will take time.

Qin Shou didn't want to deal with Yue Fei, but Qin Shou was very happy to be able to help Yue's army indirectly, and said, "Of course it's true, I only need [-]% of the profit as a shareholding with prescriptions, and as for the other [-]% of the profit, you are Whether you eat alone or share with others, that is your business, I will not ask."

"Sure, no problem, but for specific implementation, I have to write to my father to ask, can you give me some of your medicine powder?" Chen Feng looked eagerly at the bottle in Qin Shou's hand.

Qin Shou nodded and said, "This is hemostatic powder. I'll give you some. If you want to develop it yourself, I advise you to give up. My hemostatic powder is not so easy to crack."

"Yes, yes, it will definitely not be cracked." Chen Feng nodded like a chicken eating rice.

Qin Shou didn't believe this. Even if Chen Feng couldn't, his old man would do the same. He generously threw the bottle in his hand to Chen Feng, turned around and arranged other things.

A month passed in a blink of an eye. During this month, apart from going to the mountains to practice vertical and horizontal swordsmanship, Qin Shou taught Dong'er and Chun'er at home. After being discovered by Chen Feng, Chen Feng also followed Qin Shou as his teacher. Dong'er and Chun'er practice martial arts together.

Apart from Qin Shou, the biggest change in this month is Chen Feng. This guy has changed from a little boy who can't lift his hands to a man with calluses. Although his body has not fully recovered, he will not breathe three times a step , You can walk like flying with a weight of dozens of catties in your hand.

Now Steward Chen pays the money every day, which is a positive move. Every time before Qin Shou opens his mouth, Steward Chen will hand in the day's expenses, including the meals for Chen Feng and him. In this regard, Chen Feng is still very generous. , Never thought of letting Butler Chen go back hungry.

(End of this chapter)