The craftsmen came, but there were only fifty people, and there were a lot of supplies along with them. The delivery households said arrogantly: "From now on, your food and salary will be paid in full, but something goes wrong, let alone our Ministry of War, do you understand? As for the remaining craftsmen, you can arrive in the afternoon."

Fang Xing looked at the ragged craftsmen and said lightly: "There is food and salary, and you, the Ministry of War, can't control the rest!"

Commanding troops is the affairs of the Governor's Office of the Five Army, and it has nothing to do with the Ministry of War.

"Hmph! Let's see if you can still be so arrogant in the future!"

After these people left, Fang Xing didn't say much, but just let the craftsmen settle down first.

"If they want to eat, they will eat whatever the soldiers eat."

The room was very simple and even emitted a smell of wood. In some places, the bark of the tree was not cleaned.

But the craftsmen are already very satisfied with such conditions.

"It's not bad! There's even bedding? We've brought the rags."

Satisfied craftsmen are now just looking forward to not being deducted from food and salary. As for working, that is their instinct.

The stove is burned, the big table is arranged, and the tools are all available.

When the craftsmen were called together, they found that someone had arrived.

Zhu Fang, as a tribute to the Fang family, was also pulled by Fang Xing today.

Fang Xing looked at these craftsmen with good spirits and said kindly: "This is Zhu Fang. You will work under his leadership from now on. I promise here that as long as you work well, the food and salary will be paid in full."

"real?"

The craftsmen below were a little moved, and they should know that no matter where they were assigned, it became a common practice to be deducted.

Who makes the craftsman have a low status? Who will you bully if you don’t bully?

Fang Xing didn't explain much, nodded to Zhu Fang, and then went to see the soldiers' training.

After Fang woke up and left, Zhu Fang found that everyone was relieved, so he comforted: "Please rest assured, what my young master said is a foregone conclusion and will never regret it!"

"Young Master? Then you are..."

Since I am a fellow traveler, I have to make a bottom line, so someone asked boldly.

Zhu Fang was reminded of the past memories by this question, and after a long time, he said: "I am just a blacksmith, the same as everyone else. But my young master respects me. This time I will tell you about the muskets we are going to build."

"Aren't muskets all the same?"

The craftsmen all made muskets, but they were a little dissatisfied when they heard this.

They are all masters, do we still need to find someone to teach?

Zhu Fang picked up a thin iron plate and began to introduce the specific requirements for building a musket this time.

"The musket I want to build is not mud style, but ironware, and it must be forged with two layers."

This is a hard requirement and there is no need to explain why.

Well, although the barrel of the two-layer roll was a bit troublesome, it was not technically difficult, so no one said anything.

Then Zhu Fang took out a musket, pointed to the guardrail covering the front of the muzzle and said, "Look at it, the clip on it."

Everyone came over to take a look and found it very simple.

Zhu Fang smiled, then picked up a triangular blade from the table and put it on the clip in a few strokes.

"This is the bayonet, which can be used for melee combat."

As he said that, Zhu Fang also stabbed him.

"Hey! This idea is quite rare!"

Someone touched the card and thought that such a simple design could allow musketeers to have weapons to fight. It was so genius.

An old craftsman looked silently for a long time before saying, "Someone came up with this trick decades ago and did it, but it was useless."

When someone heard this, he immediately asked, "Liu Da, you are bragging, are you?"

The craftsman named Liu Da said disdainfully: "When I was an apprentice, my master did it and used it on the slender musket. As a result, he was whipped a few times after it was reported. No one has ever asked about it again."

This kind of thing seemed normal to the craftsmen, so everyone started to collect tools.

While distributing tools, Zhu Fang introduced new things.

"This is a ruler, this is a caliper. Remember, it must be measured after the object has cooled down!"

After receiving the tools, everyone was amazed. Especially the caliper, it was really exquisite.

Zhu Fang warned: "These tools must be kept carefully. Once they are lost, the whole family will suffer!"

This made everyone immediately put away the tools.

When everyone arrived at their workbench, they found that there was a familiar tool.

"This is the vise, which can be clamped on it when creating things."

In the past, craftsmen also had similar tools, but they could not be compared with this big guy.

Everyone tried to use it, but found that it was really useful.

"Then let's start."

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

"Share the slap!"

The sound of footsteps gradually became neatly mixed with the sound of knocking. Fang Xing said to Xin Laoqi: "From tomorrow, the old rules, irregular night attacks, and morning exercises will reach at least 70% of your level."

Xin Laoqi nodded and said, "Young Master, don't worry, I'll prepare to come for them tonight."

Fang Xing nodded and ran away with satisfaction.

Before he could sit down, Jia Quan came in a hurry.

"Mr. Fang, the letter from His Highness the Grand Prince."

Fang Xing took the letter and opened it and saw that it was apologizing at the beginning, saying that it was because the time was rare, so he agreed to the training without asking for Fang Xing's opinion.

But as soon as the topic changed, Zhu Zhanji talked about his own sorrow, saying that not only did the King of Han and King Zhao stab the sword in the back, but some royal families were also unstable, such as King Zhou and others.

"King of Zhou?"

Fang Xing recalled the information he was looking for with Xue Huamin some time ago.

The King of Zhou and Zhu Di were the same mother, but it is said that they had a strange intention earlier, but they were not lucky and were reported by their son and demoted to Yunnan.

During the Jianwen period, I probably thought of the blood relationship between this guy and Zhu Di, so Emperor Jianwen took him back from Yunnan to Jinling and imprisoned. It was not until Zhu Di entered Jinling City that he restored his freedom and title.

"Your Majesty wanted to change the title of King Zhou to Luoyang earlier, but the King of Zhou was unwilling and finally stayed in Bianliang."

Jia Quan explained clearly.

Fang Xing rubbed his forehead, and he was sure that in his memory, there would be no trace of the rebellion of the King of Zhou.

Then he is a guy with great ambitions and talent!

Jia Quan looked at Fang Xing's face, then took out an envelope and said, "This is something sent by His Royal Highness the Grand His Majesty, saying that you don't have to subsidize it yourself."

Fang Xinghan took it and pulled it away, and saw that it was actually a cash certificate from a large Jinling business. He was having a headache about this these days. Because once he had a private subsidy, he would be a little taboo, and he would not be caught in the future.

"This guy is a little conscience!"

Fang Xing looked at the large voucher and said with satisfaction.

With this money, he can use it as a reward.

Purchase some meat and add meals to those outstanding sergeants and craftsmen. This is also a means of motivation!
Chapter completed!