It has been a long time since Mr. Qin was woken up in the middle of the night during non-war times. The old man is as old as a naughty boy, and it is not easy to get rid of his anger after getting up.
He walked into the meeting hall of the Princess's Mansion angrily, with the words "I'm not happy" written all over his face.
The meeting hall has now been protected by three layers of elite soldiers from the princess's mansion. Ge Shuyan, a big fool, is wearing dark iron and black armor. He is fully armed and full of murderous intent. He is observing the surroundings vigilantly, looking for any
The slightest movement will attract his attention.
What's going on? Why do you look so nervous before the war, but you haven't heard any news from the military spies? Is there an oversight?
Mr. Qin was a little puzzled, and most of his anger when he got up disappeared at this moment.
But just when he was about to get angry at Gao Da and Jian Ping who were guarding the door, he heard a smiling greeting coming from the meeting hall.
"Mr. Qin, please come in quickly. This matter is not trivial. I still need you to come up with an idea." Zhang Peng's standard professional smile looked extremely weak in the bright lights.
"Huh, I'm getting old and I don't sleep well. If there is nothing really important today, I will definitely treat you well... Huh? What is this?" Mr. Qin just wanted to scold Zhang Peng, but he couldn't.
Suddenly, his attention was attracted by a pottery basin placed on the table.
Without him, this pottery basin is filled with fine green salt, which is snow-white and sparkles with dazzling light. Anyone who is not blind can see it.
Old Mr. Qin leaned over in surprise and looked down at the green salt in the basin for a while, then tremblingly stretched out his old big hand and gently dipped in a little green salt.
First, he stared at the candlelight for a long time, and then put it in his mouth to taste it. Then, just as Zhang Peng expected, the old man's entire face was distorted and deformed by the violent salty taste in his mouth, and he couldn't bear to open his mouth.
Spit it out.
Xu Wanyi was sensible and offered a glass of water in time, which saved old Qin's life.
Old Man Qin regained his composure, then stared at Zhang Peng with red eyes, pointed at the green salt in the basin with a trembling hand, and asked: "Jun Ma, is this refined salt?"
Zhang Peng rolled his eyes and laughed at this ignorant old guy more than a hundred times: "Yes, the best refined salt in the world!"
"Did you make it?" Old Man Qin began to tremble as he spoke. Because of his excitement, he didn't even know where he had gone in his usual calm state.
"Hahahaha, it's not me, it's him," Zhang Peng pointed to Gundam standing at the door with a smile.
Gao Da smiled honestly and scratched the back of his head: "It's a new salt-making method created by Junma. It's called the filtration and analysis salt-making method. I just followed the steps to make it."
"How's the output?" Mr. Qin didn't have time to listen to Zhang Peng and Gao Dao humbly complimenting each other, but went straight to the point.
Zhang Peng smiled confidently: "A conservative estimate is that after being familiar with the salt production process, each battalion's manpower can produce five thousand kilograms of refined salt every day!"
When Mr. Qin heard the words "five thousand kilograms", he started shaking all over on the spot, as if he had Parkinson's disease.
"Grandpa Qin, don't get excited, please sit down first," Xu Wanyi was still considerate. She glanced at Zhang Peng fiercely, and at the same time helped old Qin sit on the couch.
"Mr. Qin, what do you think is the right price for our refined salt, which is of such good quality? Is it enough to support our Beiting Army's annual military expenditure on food and salary?" Zhang Peng also sat down minding his own business, looking very embarrassed.
They ate the fruits on the table.
"Only five battalions of people are required to make salt full-time, which is enough to support the entire Beiting." Mr. Qin thought for a moment, and then gave an answer, "If there are ten battalions, then Beiting will have enough military expenditures."
Greatly improve people's livelihood and sweep the surrounding areas!"
"There is no need for so many brothers to do this full-time, one battalion is enough!" Zhang Peng smiled and shook his head, "There are still many refugees in Beiting this year due to the military disaster. Wouldn't it be nice to call them together and provide work instead of relief?
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Xu Wanyi also nodded and said: "I just estimated that the number of refugees pouring into Tingzhou these days has reached more than 20,000. It is not an option to gather in the Wengcheng of Setting Sun Pass and wait for rescue every day. Just like
As Jun Ma said, using work instead of relief is a clever idea."
Old Man Qin thought about it for a while, but still shook his head and said: "Things are not that simple. Junma's new salt-making method is a top secret of our Beiting camp. If the officers and soldiers of my Beiting camp make salt by themselves, I can rest assured that they will never do it."
There is news about the secret law, but if refugees are hired, the leakage of secrets will be difficult to predict. Furthermore, no matter how big the salt farm is, it will only need less than 20,000 people."
Xu Wanyi frowned immediately after hearing this. She had never thought about this.
"Mr. Qin, you don't have to worry about this. Jun Ma has already thought of a countermeasure." Zhang Peng did not explain this problem, but looked at Gao Da. After receiving the signal, Gao Da started to explain, "How many methods are there in the new salt production method?"
Steps, we can set up separate teams to be responsible for the production of each step!
"The semi-finished products made by the previous team are handed over to the next team for the next step of production until the refined salt is completed. In this way, the two teams do not interfere with each other and do not know each other's methods, and the production efficiency will be doubled! Junma will make this
This working method is called the assembly line!”
"Assembly line!" Old Man Qin squinted his eyes, savoring what Gundam said repeatedly, and finally opened his eyes wide, as if suddenly enlightened, "Wonderful, wonderful!"
He stood up and stared at Zhang Peng's head carefully, as if looking at something rare.
"You keep looking at me like this, I'm a little scared," Zhang Peng felt a chill in his heart.
"I really want to pry your brain open and see how it is different from others, hahaha," Old Man Qin suddenly laughed wildly.
"Grandpa Qin, can this assembly line working method really guarantee that secrets will not be leaked?" Xu Wanyi was still a little worried.
Old Man Qin nodded solemnly: "Basically, the possibility of leaks has been reduced to a very low level. In addition, there is a battalion of soldiers responsible for supervision and management, so there will definitely be no leaks!"
Only then did Xu Wanyi feel relieved.
"The green salt incident is actually not enough for the princess and I to wake you up in the middle of the night." Zhang Peng saw that the time was almost up, and motioned to Gundam and Jianping to open the scroll hanging on the wall, "Next
The most important thing is the most important thing, I want to use most of the refugees here!"
"What is this?" Xu Wanyi stepped forward. She didn't know anything at the moment. The matter of Qingyan was not the most important thing? Then what was the most important thing?
"Spread out!" Zhang Peng waved his hand with an extremely confident smile.
Soon, a map of the entire Beiting area was spread out on the ground, and Xu Wanyi and Old Man Qin stepped forward to take a closer look.
The map is very large, with mountains, rivers, lakes, waves, cities and villages all marked in detail, but the information on the map is very unreal!
"What is this? This is a map of the Kunling Protectorate. Why is Luntai County so big? Why are there three military strongholds in the east of Suiye River?" Old Man Qin immediately pointed out the fallacies on the map.
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Zhang Peng pointed to the county seat of Luntai County on the map: "You must also know that during the day, the princess and I both received the imperial edict. One of us became the county son of Luntai, and the other became the protector of Kunling.
The Protector of the Mansion."
"Do you really take the emperor's imperial edict seriously?" Old Man Qin said nonchalantly, "Since the relationship between the Duke and the emperor was at loggerheads, we in Beiting have basically listened to the instructions but not the announcements.
Northwest Military Town, huh, just listen to his imperial edict, do you really want to go to Luntai with the princess?"
Xu Wanyi also agreed with what Old Man Qin said, but her expression was a little lonely.
She knew that she still remembered when she was young, when her uncle, who was now the emperor, was still in Qianman's mansion, and how much he loved Xu Wanyi as an uncle.
Unfortunately, since he ascended the throne, he has become extremely wary of Liang Guogong and his daughter. He has issued decrees to reduce Beiting's strength more than once. When they were most nervous, she and her father were already ready to fight with each other.
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"It is precisely because Beiting has essentially formed a highly autonomous military town that I decided to vigorously develop Luntai and run the Kunling Protectorate!"
What Zhang Peng said next shocked both Xu Wanyi and Old Man Qin:
"If we don't do this, Beiting will be completely destroyed within a year!"