Wen Shutong thought a lot. Although the "airborne soldiers" are annoying, he can't refuse them at all, right? Life is like that, and he still can't resist. It's better to adjust his mood and enjoy it...
But fortunately, Fang Jun is very sensible. Not only will he not cause you any trouble, he is also planning to find a place to play by himself. Why should Wen Shutong refuse?
So he agreed readily. He didn't even ask what Fang Jun wanted to do, he just said he wanted land and people!
"The bigger the place, the better. It doesn't matter if the conditions are simple. As for the people...you can allocate a few of them. As long as they are not missing arms or legs, it doesn't matter if they are old, weak, sick or disabled." Fang Jun smiled very pure and was very talkative.
appearance.
As a result, Wen Shutong became even more convinced that Fang Jun was slacking off and cheating in the name of "trial-producing new weapons."
Wen Shutong said happily: "What kind of relationship do we have between uncle and nephew? How can we not support it? Don't worry, I will arrange it this afternoon, and it will definitely satisfy Erlang. Oh, by the way, since the official document was issued, I have already
I sent someone to clean up a duty room for you. It has been many days, and I'm afraid there is another layer of dust. You can take someone to clean it up later, but this and the Ordnance Supervisor are actually Qingshui Yamen.
The conditions are really simple, Erlang, please feel aggrieved!"
Since Fang Jun stated that he was not looking for trouble, Wen Shutong was also happy to treat you well, and his attitude was like a spring breeze, which was great.
Moreover, he is not confused. With Fang Jun's age and the support of His Majesty and Fang Xuanling behind him, as long as he is not too idiotic, his future is boundless. I am afraid he will have to stay in this weapons supervisor for the rest of his life.
Yes, but he still has a son. By forming a good relationship, he will be able to open his mouth even if he asks for help in the future, right?
Fang Jun quickly waved his hand and said: "Uncle Wen, don't worry about your nephew. He will have to go to the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry to order a tattoo later. From now on, he will be stationed in the workshop outside the city for a long time to supervise the trial production of new weapons at any time.
, so the weapons supervisor’s office doesn’t come often. There’s just something that I don’t know whether to say or not…”
Wen Shutong smiled and said: "You and I, my uncle and nephew, will talk to each other as soon as we hit it off."
Fang Jun was a little reserved, and then he said, "I heard that the Jiafang Office is planning to purchase a new armor recently. I wonder if this is the case?"
"It's true. Why does my nephew ask this? Oh, does he want to..."
Wen Shutong was slightly surprised at first, and then realized that the Fang family also had an iron factory. Could it be that they planned to use a back door to sell the pig iron to the weapons supervisor to make armor?
His face darkened.
Wen Shutong has a very split personality...
On the one hand, he is quite tactful in his dealings with others, and he does not want to offend others easily, but also keeps his head down; on the other hand, he is conscientious and conscientious in his duties, and he is not careless.
I will never do it if I try to make money by dividing the land!
Hearing Fang Jun's words, he naturally thought that this boy was imposing conditions. Needless to say, the pig iron he planned to sell to the Ordnance Supervisor must be inferior goods with substandard quality, and he wanted to make a huge profit.
Wen Shutong only had to nod his head, and with Fang Jun's slippery temperament, there would definitely be benefits.
But Fang Jun made money, patted his ass and got out, what should he do?
That armor must be worn by generals who go into battle to kill the enemy and charge into battle. If anything goes wrong, it will not only cost a human life, but may even lead to the failure of a war!
I broke a penny in half and spent it, but let you make such unintended wealth?
He, Wen Shutong, would never do such a thing even if he was beaten to death!
Fang Jun sensed the change in Wen Shutong's attitude and thought to himself, are you really selfless and conscientious, or have you already found a way to not care about my ride?
But obviously you have misunderstood. If I, Fang Jun, want to make money, will I use such low-level, low-energy, and low-IQ tricks?
Do you look down on people...
Fang Jun said calmly: "My nephew can provide fine iron to the Ordnance Supervisor to make armor. The price of this batch of fine iron is 70% of the previous purchase price of the Ordnance Supervisor. The quality is at least twice that of the pig iron used before, and the temperature is
Uncle can test it on the spot. If the quality is not up to what the nephew said, the nephew will not take any money and give it all to Uncle Wen for free. I just wonder if Uncle Wen will give the nephew this opportunity?"
Wen Shutong fell silent.
The Ordnance Supervisor also has its own iron smelting factory, but due to the constant wars in the imperial court in recent years, the wear and tear of weapons has increased day by day, and the output is far from meeting the requirements. The iron materials needed to manufacture spears, bows, crossbows, blades, and armor are
More than half of them need to be purchased. As a result, the Ordnance Inspector has become a favorite in the eyes of all iron factories.
But not everyone can join this threshold...
In addition to the quality and price of iron materials, even a dedicated person like Wen Shutong also has to consider the relationship between people.
In a word, even if the price and quality are not much different, we still have to take care of related customers.
Who is the related household?
The most closely related household in the Arms Supervision is the Changsun family.
His Majesty’s brother-in-law, the eldest grandson of Zhao Guogong’s eldest grandson Wuji!
If Fang Jun's iron material is really as good as he said, Wen Shutong will naturally not hesitate to sell this face.
"Are you serious about what you said as a good nephew? You must know that when it comes to human relationships, you and I share the same feelings as my uncle and nephew, but when it comes to working together, I don't show any affection at all!" Wen Shutong had to strike a sentence.
Fang Jun laughed: "That's it. My nephew will bring the iron materials tomorrow, and Uncle Wen will know it at a glance. If you say yes, then it will be okay; if you say no, my nephew will never say another word to make Uncle Wen question him.
Nonsense, how about it?"
Are you kidding me? With the current level of iron smelting, can the iron produced be comparable to ours?
Wen Shutong then expressed his position: "Then let's settle it. Tomorrow morning, you bring the iron materials. If the quality is acceptable and the price is as you said, it is only half of the previous price. Then I will naturally give my nephew this face!"
After the two of them finalized the matter, Fang Jun said goodbye and left. He still had to go to the Ministry of Industry to order some food.
Alas, this hard-working life, how can I travel through time and still not be able to change it?
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In ancient times, the yamen would check who was on duty at Mao hour, which was called Dian Mao.
In other words, you have to go to work before seven o'clock in the morning, which is called o'clock. If it is past the hour, it cannot be called o'clock, o'clock, o'clock, o'clock...
When Fang Jun went to the Ordnance Supervision, it was already a quarter past nine o'clock, and he and Wen Shutong had been dragging him for such a long time. Looking at the sun, he saw that it was probably past nine o'clock, which is Chen Shi, so he was obviously late. But fortunately, he was not late these days.
Even if the fingerprint punching machine is late, no one like Fang Jun, a second generation ancestor, would dare to take care of it.
Wandering to the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry, the doorman approached him politely and offered greetings, and then Fang Jun entered the courtyard.
As soon as he arrived at the door, a man suddenly came out of the courtyard and almost knocked Fang Jun over.
Fang Jun said angrily: "Are you blind? How can you behave recklessly?"
He now holds two positions, he is also a marquis, and he has been an official in his previous life. This official authority has grown stronger day by day without realizing it. This anger does have some majestic momentum.
The man was startled, and quickly bent down to apologize. However, he bent down halfway, but suddenly jumped up as if pressed on a spring, and shouted: "Master Chamberlain, you are finally here!"
Fang Jun was startled by his loud voice. When he took a closer look, he saw that it was Ren Zhongliu...
It's just that the foreign minister was crying and looking like his father had died. Fang Jun asked curiously: "What's wrong?"
Ren Zhongliu almost cried...
Such a high-ranking official on the stall can be regarded as having reached bloody mold!
Fang Jun patted his buttocks to recuperate at home, and just gave one instruction: In my absence, everything in the Water Department will continue as usual. No one except him is allowed to touch even a penny of the funds for "trial production of new ships"!
That's easy to say!
If your second roommate is here, no matter how brave others are, they won’t dare to do anything. Even if they are greedy for the money, they can only endure it. But if you are not there, one or two of them will come to the door like bandits. I
Those little arms and legs will have to be torn apart sooner or later...
Ren Zhongliu said with a sad face: "Master Fang, you are finally here. I will go to your home to find you..."
Fang Jun asked curiously: "What is going on?"
Ren Zhongliu said: "My subordinates really can't stand it anymore. Everyone is staring at the money. The big and small gods are all going out together. They have to take a bite..."
Fang Jun frowned: "Is it Lu Zesong again? Does this old guy really think that someone doesn't dare to beat him?"
That old guy really doesn't stop, I should have given him some good words in front of the Tai Chi Palace that day, so as to save him from looking for trouble all day long!
Ren Zhongliu looked troubled: "It's not Lu Zesong...it's the new Zhang Shangshu..."
"Zhang Liang?"
Fang Jun is depressed. Is this guy looking for trouble as soon as he comes?
But Fang Jun didn't even want to think about it. You chopped off his son's hand, and your father still suppressed him and didn't dare to speak. If the hatred was so great, how could Zhang Liang let it go?
At this moment, the door to the duty room of the Ministry of Water Resources burst open from the inside with a bang. The old man with a white beard, Zheng Kunchang, tremblingly walked out of it. He pulled his neck and shouted as he walked: "I have worked in the Ministry of Works all my life."
, all the craftsmen have to call me uncle, who are you? Just get out of here if you tell me to get out of here? I will get out of here!"
The old man is not young, and his voice is not small either. This noise immediately alarmed the entire Ministry of Works yamen. The doors and windows of each duty room were opened, and many people stretched their necks to watch.
Loving to watch the excitement is indeed a fine tradition that has remained unchanged for thousands of years...