Cai Jing bent down outside the door and peeked for a long time. After hesitating for a long time, he finally decided not to disturb him.
No matter what, as long as Rokuro is willing to write, this is a good thing.
Use your pen more often, even if you can't write good articles, you can still practice his ugly calligraphy, which is the worst among Lao Cai's family.
Speaking of which, since then, Liulang, along with Gao Zhang, has taken on heavy responsibilities outside of ordnance.
There hasn't been any trouble these days, which finally makes Cai Jing, a father, secretly relieved.
However, this kid's overconfident nature and his ability to make popular people explode with smoke and thunder have not changed at all.
I really don’t know what evil I have done to give birth to such an evil beast that makes people worry.
Cai Jing let out a deep sigh, shook his head slowly, and left Liulang's residence in three steps.
These days, the Ordnance Inspection Station has received more than 250,000 hand knives produced by Kaifeng Metal Workshop.
I'm afraid that this is the first step in the reform of ordnance, and it will soon be a complete success.
In this way, although his Rokuro is only an assistant officer, he can still take credit for his achievements.
Coupled with my operation, I think it shouldn't be difficult for Rokuro to move up.
However, that boy Gao Zhang is the chief officer of his Liulang family. With the official family's favor for that boy, he doesn't know what will happen next.
If there is a chance, I should also find a way to kick that kid away so that my Rokuro can become the chief officer of the ordnance reform.
Only then could I, the governor of the Song Dynasty, earn a greater reputation and gain more trust from the officials.
Even though Gao Zhang was still young, he succeeded in creating a new star image in the Song Dynasty's reforms.
Although he did not pose a threat to his aging leader, he did not look good on his face.
Think about it, although I am the only remaining leader of the Song Dynasty's reform movement, I just used the excuse of reform to deal with countless potential opponents and suppress many opponents.
But regarding the reform, I have to count carefully on my fingers... Ahem, in short, if my son Rokuro can become the leading figure in charge of armaments reform.
The weight of what you say in front of officials will only be heavier, and you can gain more trust from officials.
The scheming and ruthless traitor of Song Dynasty walked around while thinking about the future of his Qilin son.
He had no idea that his conscientious father was actually an evil father who was jealous of talents and suppressed his own talented people in Qilinzi's writings.
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On the bank of the river, Gao Zhang was riding the fine horse given by Master Hunjun. On the left and right were Wolong and Fengxia.
Zhu Que, the chief shopkeeper of the Kaifeng Metal Workshop, was riding a mule very energetically and eagerly leading the way.
The forging of the last batch of 50,000 hand knives is coming to an end.
And Gao Zhang, a versatile man who was an official ordnance inspector, specially came to inspect this outsourcing workshop to deal with this matter.
I wish the shopkeeper not to worry but to be happy. After all, the previous conflicts have proved that the champion is on the side of Kaifeng Metal Workshop.
Moreover, every cash on delivery payment is very satisfying, and there is no such thing as the painful or even despairing feeling of dealing with the government in the past.
Moreover, Manager Deng who was next to Ms. Shishi of the employer told Shopkeeper Zhu Da in a very subtle way that many of the new machines in the workshop were related to this prodigy of the Song Dynasty.
This shocked Shopkeeper Zhu and made him more and more in awe of the No. 1 Scholar.
After all, even after the snake swallowed the Zhao Ji workshop, and the additional craftsmen added later, the total number was less than three thousand.
But with these craftsmen, we were able to outsource the work of 300,000 hand knives during the Mid-Autumn Festival. It has to be said that those new machines played a great role.
After the group arrived at the workshop located on the bank of the river, they could see more than a hundred waterwheels standing tall on the river bank.
Such densely packed waterwheels are rotating steadily and endlessly, driven by abundant water flow.
There was also the sound of metal hitting metal, and sparks flying everywhere.
There are also workers who are constantly moving various materials and are busy working hard.
Gao Zhang did not stop after entering the workshop, and rushed towards the place where the waterwheels were running.
Most of the waterwheels were running smoothly, and the rotation of the waterwheels drove the leather belts.
The rotation of the belt drives a turntable with several metal horizontal branches extending out, and a thick metal column.
As the horizontal branch was lifted up, the moment the horizontal branch rotated to a high position, the metal pillar slammed down on the anvil.
Let the red-hot iron piece placed on the anvil deform under the heavy impact of the metal pillar.
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There is an experienced craftsman on the side, one hand controls the position where the red-hot iron piece is hit, and the other arm is waving the small hammer in his hand to coordinate the blow.
Not far away on the other side, there is a worker who is picking up a forged hand knife and striking it on the grinding wheel.
As one foot stepped up and down, the grinding wheel rotated rapidly, and the water flowing on it splashed in all directions. When the hand knife in the hand came closer, sparks flew from time to time, accompanied by the harsh sound.
Gao Zhang wandered to the side, where there were many unused grinding wheels.
Each grinding wheel is about three inches in diameter and about half an inch thick. They are neatly stacked there for the craftsmen to use.
"Senior brother, you also made this thing?"
Cai Laoliu came closer, picked up a heavy grinding wheel and weighed it in his hands. He squinted his eyes and his face was full of jealousy.
Gao Zhang laughed and waved his hands generously.
"Well, this thing is not difficult, and it's not worth two cents. Why, if you like it, I can give you a few. I'm sure Shopkeeper Zhu won't feel bad."
"Hey, hey, what Brother Guizhang is saying makes sense. I say to Cai Laoliu, if you like, just carry a few extra pieces home and sharpen your knives."
Facing the sarcastic words of these two bastards, Cai Laoliu, who was so jealous that his liver ached, turned dark and put the thing away with disgust on his face.
"Cai is a gentleman, why do you want something like this?"
Gao Zhang patted Cai Laoliu on the shoulder and spoke sincerely.
"Junior brother, what you said is wrong. As the saying goes, as long as you work hard, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle.
Look at the poet Li Bai who has such heroic ambitions, why can't you imitate them?"
"Li Bai has been grinding?"
Cai Laoliu looked at this cruel, yet horribly knowledgeable senior brother with a confused expression on his face.
Looking at this silly and cute Lao Liu, the kind-hearted Gao Zhang was not willing to deceive him after all.
"That's not true, but he has seen others grind it."
