A group of people returned to the restaurant and ate almost the meal on the table. They packed some food for more than a dozen people in the mansion. After all, there were no maids or cooks now. Even the Zhang Mansion had not even built a kitchen, which made Yan Bing feel worried.
Now, more than a thousand craftsmen have come in one go. Just build whatever you lack?
From then on, Tongshun County lost a man-eating devil.
But there is an additional infrastructure maniac...
Yan Bing first selected twenty craftsmen and cooperated with more than 100 soldiers to renovate the entire Zhang Mansion.
It took less than half a day to transform a tile house in the backyard into a kitchen.
The door plaque of Zhang's mansion was removed and cut it into pieces.
A plaque of the Marquis of the Fuguo Mansion was hung.
Although Wu Qidao and many craftsmen kept making suggestions, saying that this yard was far from the specifications of the Marquis' Mansion, it was better to rebuild or expand it.
Yan Bing used only four words to dispel them all.
Everything is simple.
As for places like dungeons.
Many people advised her that this place was too resentful, so it was better to bury it directly.
But Yan Bingli went against the opposition and directly decided to reuse the waste.
All the guardrails of the cell were removed, door panels were installed, mud was applied, and moisture-proof treatment was performed. Several small rooms were piled up with various raw materials purchased, such as coal, charcoal, iron ore, wax iron blocks, saltpeter, alkali, limestone, bamboo tubes, and quartz stone.
The torture instruments and Xingjia were all removed and pulled outside the city, and burned them clean.
The entire torture room was also treated with moisture-proof treatment, and even the lime was scraped again.
Then create various models of wooden tables, distillation racks, blast furnaces, and porcelain jars.
Everything was renovated according to Yan Bing's requirements, and it became the prototype of a personal chemical laboratory.
Yan Bing even asked soldiers to go to the market every day, bought a lot of pig and beef fat and returned, and stored it at the deepest part of the dungeon.
The soldiers were also puzzled. Even if there are many people in the mansion now and the kitchen is set up, there is no need to refine so much oil?
Yan Bing could not guess what they were thinking from the soldiers' puzzled eyes and expressions, but he just smiled and did not explain much.
And the remaining craftsmen were not idle either.
There were 3,200 soldiers and 1,275 craftsmen in the city. In addition to the help of Shanghou Mansion, there were 1,000 soldiers guarding each city gate. The remaining people were all led by Yan Bing to the near Yongding River, three miles south of Tongshun City.
After making a passionate mobilization, Yan Bing selected the oldest craftsman as the supervisor, selected a hundred households with the highest military rank as the deputy supervisor, gave them a stack of design drawings and a hundred thousand taels of silver notes, said, "I'll ask me for it after spending the money", and then slapped his butt and returned to his "exclusive laboratory" and started to be busy.
Yan Bing knew that the food, drinking, defecation and urination of these craftsmen with more than 1,200 people were a considerable expense for food, drinking, and urination. In a very short time, she had to choose several products that could be circulated quickly and manufactured on a large scale to respond to emergency response.
She chose soap, glass, straw paper, these three things.
Because soap is not only easy to manufacture, but also has a wide range of demands, most importantly, it also has an extremely important production supplement..., glycerin!
As for glass, although she accidentally found quartz stone from a ceramic manufacturer, she..., something that is neither valuable nor has any effect in this era, can't buy it even if she has money...
In the end, there was no way, so she simply led more than 100 soldiers and rushed into the closest official iron mine to the capital with the talisman. She found a few feldspars and made samples for the soldiers, asking them to collect them according to their searches, and then she left again with her sleeves.
Yes..., her way is to pull the wool from the court...
Anyway, you don’t need it, so why not use it for me!
Yan Bing has too many things to do..., she is really busy..., she wants to make a shadow clone technique for a few moves..., but this is obviously unrealistic..., so she can think about it...
Every morning, after Yan Bing practiced the sword, he started running around in a hurry. When Wu Qidao woke up every day, he led dozens of guards to chase him everywhere. Senior brother and Lu Liang were secretly protecting him. In the end, the secret guards had no place to go, so they could only be responsible for the safety of the outside world. Three groups of people were busy and did not interfere with each other, but they had to circle around her. This scene was so that outsiders could see her, and I really didn’t know what to think...
Yan Bing has been wondering these days, why are he running around in and outside the city? These Zhang family members don’t send a killer or something to assassinate him?
Is it really that determined!?
I'm really just waiting to deal with them myself!?
In fact, Yan Bing thought too much...
The Zhang family not only sent..., but also sent more than one wave..., and more than a dozen waves of assassins have been sent out in the past few days...
But before even the outermost secret guards broke through, they were buried one by one by one... let alone report back...
More than ten days later, the Zhang family worked hard and spent a lot of money to train thousands of disciples for several years... They were all declared missing in an unknown way...
The family and ancestors of this group of wealthy families were busy all day long in the ancestral temple, but they had no choice but to use this Marquis of the Assistant Kingdom...
In the end, I had to spend a lot of money to go to the world to find someone to continue assassination, but when others heard that the target was the marquis who had just been enthroned by the imperial court, they looked at them with a fool's eyes... and all refused...
In the end, the old clans who had no choice but to hold clan meetings, so that the younger generation would be all with their tails in the future and not cause trouble.
And those tribesmen who have been doing evil for more than ten years and have a lot of blood debt have prepared their funerals in advance and selected cemeteries... They are drunk every day and are waiting for a day to make a crack, and they are done...
The workshops outside the city have gradually formed a scale.
It was another day of hard work and running, and Yan Bing dragged his tired body back to the Hou Mansion.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw Li Lingyue smirking at her, with four big words written on her face.
gloat!
Just as she was wondering, a familiar voice suddenly came over.
"I am really amazing, this marquis' apprentice..., I have a lot of things to do every day, I have no time to go!!! Even if I have a master, have you forgotten one! Do you do it! Two! Clean!???"
Yan Bing was stunned at the moment...
Damn!!!
Looking slowly inside, it was the familiar figure of the old man, looking at her and sneering...
Yan Bing slowly lowered her head, covered her face with her hands, and poked her eyes with her fingers. She squeezed out a few tears, plus a red eye circle.
"Teacher~~~Father~~~~~~~~~~! Disciple~~~~~ I want to die~~~ You~~~~~~~~"
Yan Bing opened his arms and rushed towards the old man with a crying voice...............