Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

　　 It was still dark, and there was a toss in the main courtyard of Fangjiazhuang.

　　 "Xiao Bai, where's your husband's water glass? Find it soon."

　　 Zhang Shuhui was preparing as if her child was preparing for a long journey, while Fang Xing was a little sleepy.

　　 He rummaged in the warehouse for a long time last night, but he still couldn't find any books on metal smelting and processing.

　　 "Alright? I'm not going to rush the exam, I'll be back later."

　　 Fang Xing saw that Ma Su had arrived, and took the water glass impatiently, and then hurried out.

　　 "Husband."

　　 Zhang Shuhui chased out and shouted: "Husband, I will ask someone to bring you lunch."

　　 Is this when I haven’t grown up or what?

　　 Fang Xing felt that Ma Su was snickering, so he waved his hand and said, "Don't be busy, I'm afraid that I won't have a place to eat with the money?"

　　 Fang woke up and left, Zhang Shuhui and Xiao Bai both stood by the door, feeling very lonely.

　　 A man in a family is very important, but in many cases it is impossible to realize this importance. Only when he leaves, the feeling of loss and emptiness will come to my heart.

　　 And Fang Xing feels a little outrageous. After getting on the white horse called Dabai, he wished to rush to the city right away.

　　 And Ma Su is very tragic. He is going to official school today, so he has to sit in the bullock cart that is going to buy in the Zhuangzi.

　　 The purple on the horizon gradually dissipated, and Fang Xing saw the slow speed of the bullock cart, so he couldn't bear to say, "I'm going first."

　　 With both legs clamped, Da Bai rushed out immediately.

　　 Maybe it's been a long time since I rushed on such a spacious road. Da Bai looked very excited, shaking his head and hissing lightly from time to time.

　　 When Fang Xing rushed to the outside of the city, he realized that he had arrived early and the city gate had not yet opened.

　　 When the city gate opened, Fangjiazhuang’s bullock cart arrived just in time. The driver who drove the cart looked at Fang Xing's apathetic appearance and had to tilt his head for fear that his distorted face would be seen by the young master.

　　 Fang Xing almost rushed into the city gate, and then slowly went to the south of the city, where was the newest craftsman's work site.

　　 Arriving south of the city, behind a small alley, is the craftsman's worksite.

　　 "What a big place!"

　　 The large construction site is full of sheds, and the two sergeants with swords standing at the door are actually dozing off.

　　 "Who is in front?"

　　 Fang Xing was thinking about the exaggerated sleeping posture of these two people, and Zhu Zhanji came from behind.

　　 The two sergeants wiped off their saliva immediately, stood up straight, and instantly became energetic and mighty men.

　　 Zhu Zhanji was riding on the back of the maroon horse, looking at his spirits. Two officials followed him, among whom Fang Xing was most familiar with Chen Jiahui.

　　 The two nodded, and then Chen Jiahui came over to introduce him secretly: "Dehua, this is Shang Dequan, a fellow of the Ministry of Industry, this time he is responsible for the building of weapons. For my uncle, I just assisted him."

　　 Chen Jiahui's job is to negotiate, but the division of labor is divided into the management of craftsmen. This position is full of oil and water, but he can't reach out for this large construction site.

　　 "Chen Tongpan, who is this?"

　　 Shangde has a beautiful beard, he asked, stroking his beard.

　　 As a good-fifth-grade engineering department doctor, Suntech can use this attitude to deal with Chen Jiahui.

　　 Fang Xing felt that this person's eyes were a bit interesting, so he said, "Student Fang Xing, he farmed in Shuntian Mansion."

　　 "Farmer? Interesting!"

　　 Fang Xing doesn't care whether he is funny or not. After exchanging glances with Zhu Zhanji, the group filed into the craftsmanship.

　　 At this time, the craftsmen here have already started work, and the beating sound is almost the main theme here.

　　In the hot work shed, several craftsmen are making big knives, and there is a cauldron beside them. A craftsman dipped a spoonful of molten steel onto the knife edge.

　　 Li Qidui, the person in charge of the craftsmanship, said with a smile: "His Royal Highness, please see, after the good steel is poured, this knife will be finished. Although not cutting iron as mud, beheading is easy."

　　 Fang Xing is not interested in this kind of cold weapon, just glanced at it perfunctorily.

　　 Next is the manufacturing site of bows and arrows. There are fish glues and bowstrings...

　　Fang Xing was still not interested, which made Zhu Zhanji a little puzzled, and immediately took Fang Xing to find a place to talk.

　　 "Brother Dehua, is there a flaw in my Daming weapon?"

　　 According to Zhu Zhanji's understanding of Fang Xing, if it was not for disdain, Fang Xing would also make some suggestions.

　　 Fang Xing didn't answer, but ran directly to the work shed next door.

　　 This is where the shotgun was made. When Fang woke in, he happened to see several craftsmen making barrels.

　　The barrel of the gun is fixed on the shelf. The long square steel cone has a large wooden wheel at the end. There is a handle on the wooden wheel. After shaking the handle, the square cone rotates slowly.

　　 This is the original drill press!

　　 But when Fang Xing saw a craftsman not far away with a wrought iron plate, his heart was cold.

Li Qi is not very cold about this firearms workshop. He casually introduced: "Your Majesty, these wrought iron plates will be rolled into tubes, then forged and welded, and then drilled and bored smoothly with a square pyramid. This gun barrel becomes ."

　　 "There are many kinds of forging firearms over there, your lord, shall we go there and have a look?"

　　 Regarding the arrival of the emperor grandson, Li Qi was a little apprehensive, worried that these craftsmen would suddenly be in trouble.

　　Many of the craftsmen at this time were living as craftsmen. The so-called living as a craftsman means that the craftsman is temporarily attached to Shuntian Mansion.

　　 But the treatment of these craftsmen is very poor, and the working hours are very long, and they have to withstand the beatings and deductions from the officials. They really belong to the lowest class.

　　 Zhu Zhanji looked at Fang Xing and found that Fang Xing was staring at a craftsman in his thirties. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

　　 The craftsman has a dark complexion. He touched the square steel cone that had just been processed with his hand, and said to his companion: "It's okay, but it's a bit off. I'll hit it first."

　　 This four-sided steel cone is a lengthened drill bit, but when this person touched it with his hand, he actually knew whether the drill bit was bent.

　　 Nima! This is the master!

After 　　 several beatings, the craftsman touched it again with his hand, and said with satisfaction: "Okay."

　　 Talent, talent!

　　 Fang Xing looked at the craftsman with fiery eyes, which made Zhu Zhanji a little thoughtful.

　　 "His Royal Highness is here, don't you kneel to welcome him?"

　　 At this time, Li Qi shouted that dozens of craftsmen in this shed immediately knelt on the ground in panic. Fang Xing saw that the craftsman had even knelt on a piece of scrap just now, and blood immediately appeared from his knees.

　　 "Get up quickly!"

　　 Fang Xing saw this and went to help the craftsman, and shouted to Zhu Zhanji: "Hurry up and find a doctor!"

　　 Fuck! Who is this guy?

　　 Seeing Fang Xing dare to shout to the emperor grandson, everyone was stunned.

　　 The emperor grandson should take care of him, right? At least twenty sticks.

　　 But Zhu Zhanji followed, just when everyone thought he wanted to reprimand Fang Xing in person...

　　 "Hurry up and call someone!"

　　 Zhu Zhanji yelled anxiously, and immediately there was a fragment of spectacles.

　　 The emperor grandson, this courteous corporal is too much!

　　 You must know that artisan households are the lowest class. Even if the state has established the stratum of scholars, farmers, commerce and industry, the status of artisans is actually the lowest.

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