After Zhang Kuang arranged for his soldiers to capture Zheng Qing, he immediately returned to the camp and hurriedly wrote a report and sent it to the palace for the emperor's approval. If you want to read the complete version for free, please Baidu
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Afterwards, he hurriedly returned to the supervisor, fearing that Mr. Liu's temper would cause some unpleasant things to the craftsmen.
He had also heard about Young Master Liu's violent temper. The craftsmanship of some of the old masters who served as supervisors was absolutely impeccable, and the weapons they handled were definitely sharp weapons on the battlefield.
His craftsmanship is not small, but his temper is also not small. Sometimes he has a bad temper, and he, a general, has to coax him.
When two people collide, it is inevitable that there will be some sparks.
However, Zhang Kuang really thought wrong. Young Master Liu had a hot temper, so he was really wronged. That day in the official department, he thought that someone was framing him, so he had to make a fuss out of his temper to get rid of the people behind the scenes.
His personality is not really hot at ordinary times.
Young Master Liu had naturally clasped his left hand on the hilt of the knife and wandered around the prison, looking at this and that from time to time.
Although he has some concepts and knowledge that are beyond the times, it is just knowledge and has never been practiced at all. In terms of experience, he is really not as good as these craftsmen who have been immersed in it for many years.
Liu Mingzhi still clearly distinguishes what is more important and more important. It is foolish to think that mastering some modern knowledge can comprehensively crush the thoughts of the ancients.
If the ancients were really such simple people, there would be some items that even modern high-tech technology cannot replicate.
The craftsmen did not pay much attention to Young Master Liu watching and walking around. Young Master Liu had just been following the general, and he was wearing the armor of a personal soldier. The craftsmen had long regarded him as an arrogant personal guard.
As for the immediate problem, Long Wuwei's camp is not a small village. It has 30,000 reserve troops. The other various transport troops plus the miscellaneous population have about 50,000 people in the camp. Even if you don't look up, you can see them.
If you can identify them all, I can only say that you are a monster with a photographic memory.
Wu Guogong Wan Buhai completely acted as a companion, explaining to Young Master Liu from time to time the functions of the items in the hands of the craftsmen.
After walking around the vast hall, the two returned to their original spot. Wan Buhai looked at Young Master Liu with interest: "Young Master Liu, how are you? What do you think of the craftsmanship of master craftsmen like Jiang Zuojian?"
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"Skilled craftsman."
"The evaluation is quite fair. I thought you didn't take these craftsmen seriously because you figured out how to make molds! If someone of your age can achieve such an achievement, it is inevitable that they will be a little more arrogant than anyone else. You can do it.
This state of mind has surpassed 90% of my peers."
Wan Buhai was not stingy in his praise for Liu Dashao's calmness.
Young Master Liu gave a bitter smile. His family knows his own affairs, and only he knows everything about him. It's no problem for him to get some theoretical knowledge, but if he goes into battle in person, he will inevitably be in a hurry.
"The Duke was joking. I just stood on the shoulders of my seniors and gave random instructions. I have always believed in specializations in the art industry. As the saying goes, there are mountains in the world. If you can make a living, you will naturally have your own unique way. A layman can't do it.
Guiding a master will make people laugh, and pretending not to know is harmful to others and yourself."
"Boy, it's not easy to have such a state of mind. It's ridiculous that a lot of those self-proclaimed rotten scholars who are younger than you, who have never had hairpins, can see clearly. Those who sleep with their old mother will all live like dogs. You just need to
If you can ensure that this state of mind remains unchanged, sooner or later there will be a place for you in this position."
Wan Buhai gave a thumbs up as he spoke. The meaning is self-evident. Sooner or later, Young Master Liu will become a very popular minister.
Young Master Liu was about to say something when he was interrupted by the sound of "Big Brother".
Taking a quick look, Zhu Run, the Marquis of Guannei, also wearing armor, was standing next to Zhang Kuang, breathing hot air from his mouth and looking at him with a chuckle.
Before Zhang Kuang arrived at the prison, he was told by the guard outside the gate that Guan Nei Hou Zhu Run was waiting for an audience outside the camp. Zhang Kuang turned back and Liu Xiaozi made it clear that Mo Dao's matter was a top priority for Guan Nei Hou Zhu Run. Of course, Zhang Kuang didn't dare to be careless.
The last straw that breaks the camel's back is pride.
Although Guannei Hou's "prestigious reputation" resounds throughout the capital, there must be something special about him for Liu Xiaozi to praise him so highly.
Liu Xiaozi's words still lingered in Zhang Kuang's mind. After ten years of looking from Hedong to Hexi, Zhang Kuang couldn't help crying and laughing when he thought about this. Wasn't he also a playboy who accomplished nothing back then? Why did he become confused as he got older?
Liu Mingzhi cupped his fists and apologized to Wan Buhai and went straight to meet him: "Zhutou, have you brought the things you were asked to bring?"
Zhu Run patted his chest: "Brother, how dare you be careless when you have something to do? Twenty carts of coal totaling about 10,000 kilograms are being placed on the bullock cart outside the prison."
Liu Mingzhi gently hammered Zhu Run's shoulder and said with a chuckle: "Good brother, thank you for your hard work."
"Brother, if you say this, you'll be out of touch."
"You two should stop chatting and let's talk about how to deal with these black stones first?" Zhang Kuang said at the right time, interrupting the two of them.
"yes."
Liu Mingzhi turned around and looked at the building where the prison was to be held. Although it was vast, if coal was placed inside to light a fire, all the people inside would be poisoned by gas within a few hours. Today's coal has not been treated with the technology of later generations, and it is still raw coal.
The toxicity is unpredictable, so an open-air stove must be built with some shelter from wind and rain.
"General, we need it now"
Liu Mingzhi thought about it and narrated his original thoughts to Zhang Kuang. Zhang Kuang took the drawing handed over by Mr. Liu and concentrated for a moment before nodding: "Wait a moment, I will make arrangements right now."
The arrogant and resolute character is once again vividly displayed.
Wan Buhai also came over: "You brothers are here to catch up on old times, and I'm going to see if there's anything I can do to help."
Only Mr. and Mrs. Liu were left and slowly walked out from the prison.
"Zhutou, how are you? How are the profits from the briquettes?" Young Master Liu is most worried about the briquettes business. After all, he promised the emperor a price of tens of millions of taels. If something goes wrong, Young Master Liu doesn't want to take his own money.
Lay it on.
"The supply exceeds the demand. After purchasing an abandoned house outside the city, I renovated it and started mass-producing briquettes. Now there are more than 2,000 workers making briquettes in the workshop and about a thousand workers making stoves. Tens of thousands of briquettes are produced every day.
But it was still purchased before it could even be stored in the warehouse. Now workers are busy processing day and night, but they still can't keep up with consumption."
"Why is the demand so great?" Mr. Liu's voice of returning to briquettes will definitely become popular, but he did not expect that the supply will exceed demand. Do people in the capital eat briquettes?
Young Master Liu knew the size of the briquettes. A closed stove could supply heat for half a day. No matter how many people in the capital, they could not consume such energy.
"Brother, it's not your door-to-door installation service that caused the problem."
“How can it become a burden when the door-to-door installation is so considerate?”
"It's not that I'm a burden. Brother, you also know that there are no secrets in a place like the capital. Some businessmen found out about the briquettes and came to ask to sell them on their behalf. These businessmen have connections all over the world. We don't have such a large caravan for the time being.
,so"
Zhu Run looked a little depressed and did not dare to look at Young Master Liu's face.
"So you let these caravans sell the briquettes business on their behalf and collect profits from it, right?"
"Brother, you won't be angry, right?"
"Of course not. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Even if we eat meat, we have to make people drink soup. Besides, as you said, we really don't have the ability to radiate to the surrounding states and further away. Giving it to them is tantamount to the best."
Methods that can achieve the goal of common profit are the best way out. Monopoly does not have that strength at the moment."
"Brother is indeed a person who does great things. These are the lists of cooperative merchants. Brother, please take a look."