Mu Xuyin, the uncle of the King of Dongping County, watched Jia Xuda grow up, so he went south just to see him get married. The old man was immediately fascinated by the various objects in the Starfleet Academy while reading at midnight, and he wandered around all day long. Come out. This day, Mu Xu spent most of the day in the research institute. Before Xiao Xiang Hall got off work, he came to block Lin Daiyu and asked directly: "Girl Lin, what do you lack most?"
Lin Daiyu blurted out: "There is a shortage of minerals, coal mines, iron ores, aluminum ores, and all kinds of gold mines. There is also a shortage of people, and there is a shortage of craftsmen who are good at making firearms. The most lacking thing is actually Western scientists. Cong'er wants to extract tungsten, but I don’t know what this is yet.”
Mu Xu asked: "What kind of crow?"
"A silver-gray metal that can be added to molten iron to make extremely hard steel. If you have this, you will be able to make firearms and boats, which are better than those made by Westerners. In addition, tungsten wire can be made by electrifying it. Electric lights can make the night as bright as day. Tungsten ore is divided into black and white. The black can be extracted by alkali fusion. He can't remember how to extract the white, but he remembers that there are many tungsten ores in Jiangxi. Pure tungsten can be extracted by tungsten trioxide, and Pure tungsten trioxide is extremely poisonous. What’s terrible is that he doesn’t remember what kind of mine tungsten trioxide is, and he doesn’t even know where to look for its name?”
Mu Xuqi asked: "If he doesn't remember what it is, does he still remember how to use it?"
Daiyu smiled bitterly and said: "It was a Mr. Greenwood who taught him when he was a child, but that Mr. was wandering around and no one knew where he was."
Mu Xu had also heard that Jia Cong had been taught by many experts when he was young, and said with a smile: "He was young at that time, and it is difficult for him to remember so much."
"Cong'er has been working on petroleum again in recent years, which is stone paint. The clear oil must be extracted from it." Lin Daiyu complained, "It's more important than anything else. Anyway, he wants more important things. He said that it is only tungsten steel without oil. It can't be made into a tank either. Another thing that must be obtained is rubber. We have transplanted rubber wood, but we haven't found a way to extract the rubber he mentioned. His little ancestor doesn't remember at all how to extract and process that thing."
Mu Xu only visited the research institute for a few days, how could he know this? He said hurriedly: "I can't help with this. It would be easier to help you get some minerals, stone paint, craftsmen, etc."
Daiyu hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you so much, old general!"
Mu Xu asked: "What is a tank?"
Lin Daiyu shook her head and said: "I don't know. No one knows what many of the things Cong'er said are done before they are made."
Mu Xu nodded: "That being the case, I'll see what I can get and get it for you."
Daiyu bowed again and ordered someone to call Jia Cong over. The three of them sat down and talked in detail until late at night. It turned out that the power of the Dongping Palace was not in the east, but in the northwest. Although there were not many soldiers and horses, they were extremely sophisticated. A good warrior.
Jia Cong was so happy that he opened his mouth from ear to ear and said to Mu Xu: "Old man, mining is our biggest shortcoming now. Do you know there is something called a transport soldier?"
Mu Xu didn't know, so he glared at him and said, "Stop talking about things that my old man can't understand."
Jia Cong said: "They are soldiers who transport things with a single tube. They are not transporting grain and baggage, but transporting various bulk items. Such as ores, firearms, and horses."
Mu Xu said: "You want my people to transport things exclusively?"
Jia Cong said: "Do you always have wars to fight now? If not, you can only take them out for training. Old man, these things are really important. The northwest is rich in minerals, and whenever there is a technological breakthrough here, we will need it. To produce, you must have raw materials.”
He then ordered someone to go to the warehouse to get some cans. Daiyu hurriedly said, "I have some here." She immediately took two cans from the drawer and handed them to Mu Xu, "In a war, this will be very useful."
." Jia Cong then opened it for him with a dagger.
Mu Xu took a look and saw a jar full of pineapples in sugar water. He tasted a piece and it tasted great. He asked, "Is this a snack?"
Daiyu said with a smile: "This was sealed half a year ago."
Mu Xu was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood the use of this thing. He couldn't help but stood up suddenly, with cold sweat all over his body. After a long while, he pointed at the can and still didn't believe it: "Half a year ago?"
Jia Cong said: "It can be kept for a little longer. Because we sterilized the bacteria with steam and isolated the air... Um, I can't explain in a few words."
Mu Xu was a general, so he naturally knew how important it was to have food that could be stored for a long time in a war. He couldn't help sweating. He looked at the can for half a day, then took a piece of pineapple and tasted it carefully. He looked at Jia Cong and said, "You guys are
How?"
Jia Cong said: "I really can't explain... You have seen the things in the institute, and they have specializations in the field."
Mu Xu looked at him again for half a day, nodded slowly and said: "You are indeed a good boy."
Jia Cong smiled and said: "It's really good when everyone is happy."
It was not until this time that the Dongping Palace began to cooperate with the Rongguo Palace in earnest. Mu Xusui discussed matters day and night with Lin Daiyu, Jia Tanchun, Shen He from the Ministry of Industry, and Wu Xiaoxi from the Ministry of Military Industry. The old man first saw that three of the four of them were little girls.
A bit contemptuous, his head was covered for a long time, so he pulled Jia Cong and said: "Where did you get so many cunning and weird little girls!" Jia Cong hurriedly said "hiss": "These two are my sisters, I messed with them
I'm sorry."
On the other side, Uncle Yang became even more anxious when he saw that Jia Xu, who was older than Yang Song, and Gong Kun, who was younger than Yang Song, were getting married. When they arrived at Chengtian Mansion that day, he personally forced Yang Song to worship Jia She with three sticks of incense and nine heads.
The teacher was learning how to coax women, but Jia She only taught him for more than ten days and then refused to teach him, saying that it was like rotten wood that cannot be carved. Yang Erbo became anxious and pulled Jia She into saying many nice things. Jia She reluctantly agreed to let him teach him again.
Study for some days.
Jia She also took care of this student and took him around the brothel, pointing at each fan and telling him what the woman's temperament was and what she liked to say. Yang Song listened honestly and let him know.
He could do as he was told, and he would do as he was told. It was just that he was so good at speaking the most obscene sentences, and his hand that held the pink head hurt so much that people kept shouting "Ouch", which was so suspenseful.
Jia She was so angry that he vomited blood. Later, Jia She changed his approach and personally led him to molest women from good families. The two of them just dressed up as ordinary dudes and took a bus and carriage to the First Department Store of Chengtian Mansion. Jia She pretended to be an uncle, and Yang
Song pretended to be a nephew and walked slowly and leisurely pretending to look at things. When he met a good-looking woman, whether it was a buyer or a seller, Jia She drafted a good word for Yang Song and ordered him to talk to her. After walking around for several days, she was obviously crazy.
After all the talk, Yang Song didn't offend any woman, nor did he hook up with another one. He actually bought a lot of things he didn't need.
On this day, Erbo Yang came to look for him again with a shameless face. Jia She sighed: "Brother! I really have taught him everything I can. This kid is like a rock!"
Erbo Yang flattered and said with a smile: "Brother, please help me again! Look, he is now willing to strike up a conversation with women. Isn't it better that the eldest brother taught him?"
Jia She pounded his fist and said, "That's what I told him to do! He wants to strike up a conversation with a woman when he sees her." He couldn't help but press his temples.
The two old men sat looking at each other with frowning faces for a long time. There was really nothing they could do to deal with Yang Song. Jia She ordered someone to call Jia Cong over and asked him if he had any ideas.
How could Jia Cong have imagined that there was such a wooden lump in the world? After sitting there for a long time, he curled his lips and said, "Or, Uncle Yang can pick one for him."
Uncle Yang hurriedly shouted: "I have prepared so much for him, but he doesn't want to take any of it!"
Jia Cong said: "Looking for a gentle, considerate little widow who cares about men."
Yang Erbo was immediately unhappy: "How can I have a widow?"
Jia Cong said: "If you are looking for a young girl who has never been married and doesn't know how to treat her husband, she will inevitably hope that her husband will coax her. Erbo Yang, don't look down on the young widow. It is better than not having a nephew and a wife.
Okay." Uncle Yang still refused and only pestered Jia She to teach him again.
As soon as the old man left, Jia She immediately complained to his son: "I started eating meat when I was thirteen years old. I have seen countless men and women, but I have never met anyone like that! That day at Chengtian Baibai, I asked him to chat up a boss lady.
, I have drafted the words for him!" Jia She started to demonstrate, and said with a bright face, "I have been shopping in this shopping mall for several days, and this is the first time that such a good embroidered handkerchief is as good as the seller!"
Immediately he straightened his face, straightened his back and said in a deep voice, "I have been shopping in this mall for several days, and this is the first time that such a good embroidered handkerchief is as good as the seller." Jia Cong laughed.
She shook his head and said, "I looked at him with half a smile but not a smile for a long time, but he still straightened his neck and didn't move."
Jia Cong shook his head and said: "Brother Yang is not that ignorant. This is too outrageous. Dad, he doesn't like to learn this in his heart, but his uncle forced him to learn it, so he is a bit rebellious in his subconscious and can't help but pretend to be like this.
I'll go ask him again."
"Go, go!" Jia She waved his hand in disgust, "I get a headache when I see him."
Jia Cong then turned around and ran to find Yang Song. Yang Song was currently helping to train soldiers in the armed police camp. He was standing in front of a square team and boxing, looking like a trainer of 800,000 forbidden troops. Jia Cong was too embarrassed to disturb him.
, waited for a long time, and when they dispersed, he whistled. Yang Song came over and was about to clasp his fists, when he saw him smiling flatteringly, and he immediately understood that nothing good happened.
Jia Cong asked mischievously: "Brother Yang, do you like men?"
Yang Song was stunned: "What man?"
When Jia Cong heard this sensitivity, he knew that he was not gay, and waved his hand: "That's all, you don't like men. My father and Uncle Yang both said that you can't learn how to coax women. I still think you are a broken sleeve."
Yang Song's face suddenly darkened: "Nonsense!"
Jia Cong said: "I know, I know! Did I test you just now? If he doesn't have cut sleeves, he is still a normal man. When you see a beautiful woman walking on the street, don't you find it pleasing to your eyes? Do you look more comfortable with a round face or a square face?
Which one is more comfortable with a face or a pointed face?”
Yang Song said honestly: "It's all the same."
Jia Cong said "Ouch" twice: "You said my dad has a headache, and I almost have a headache." Nai stretched out and looked at him a few more times, "Are they really the same? What about their temperament?"
Yang Song said: "Just normal is fine."
"Then there's no requirement?"
Yang Song said: "I am a boring person."
Jia Cong said: "You are pretty good-looking; not to say very good, but not bad at all. Well, you are tall. You have good martial arts, a solid character, a well-off family, and you have an old boss like Uncle Lin. Brother Yang, are you willing to marry me?"
I have a lot of women for you. If you don’t choose, Uncle Yang will have to choose for you."
Yang Song frowned and said, "I really have no interest in getting married."
Jia Cong faked a smile and said, "It's not up to you." Then he withdrew.
Back at home, he sat and thought for a long time, and ordered people to send messages to various places to hold a meeting tomorrow morning. Jia Cong most likely had important things to do when recruiting people for the meeting, and immediately provoked a large group of people to work overtime overnight, so they put the important work for tomorrow morning first.
It was done. Naturally, Jia Cong was not idle either. He led people to get the curtain frame and made the curtain PPT overnight.
The next day everyone gathered in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion conference room for a meeting. Jia Cong ordered someone to bring up the curtain frame and said: "Yesterday, Uncle Yang and my father were worried about Brother Yang's wife. I suddenly remembered something. Newspaper.
He raised his hand to open the curtain, "It's not the same thing as the imperial newspaper." He then explained the general shape and function of newspapers in later generations, and flipped through more than forty pages of curtains. At the end, he said, "
In addition to businesses, ordinary people can also post various advertisements. For example, missing person notices, someone's family is lost; marriage notices, someone's family got married; new student notices, someone's family got a big fat boy; obituary notices,
Someone’s elder has passed away; there is also a marriage notice.”
This matter is not trivial and has many functions. Everyone here is smart, and they have come up with countless advantages and disadvantages in the blink of an eye. Jia Cong has always been a hands-off shopkeeper, he just puts forward the ideas, and then sits aside and listens to others arguing until his face turns red.
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But for the time being, she couldn't find anyone to take care of this matter. Daiyu smiled and said, "Isn't my father idle?"
After hearing this, everyone agreed repeatedly: "Mr. Lin is the most suitable person!" Then they ordered people to invite Mr. Lin to come.
Lin Hai knew that the children were in a meeting and that what they were talking about was important. He was quite annoyed that he had nothing to do. When he heard that he was invited to go, he immediately became excited. He coughed twice, straightened his clothes and beard, and walked slowly with his hands behind his hands.
passed.
He was a great scholar, and most of the young people were Lin Daiyu's disciples. They all stood solemnly. Lin Hai suddenly felt a bit like a court meeting. Jia Cong then gave a speech again and started the PPT. Lin Hai also found it interesting.
With a beard, he said: "It's okay to give it a try. It will enlighten the people's wisdom." When everyone saw that he agreed, they started talking freely. This matter was originally supposed to be discussed with Yuanchun, because Gong Kun and Yuanchun were also taken over by Prince Jia She.
The others went on their honeymoon, and the person who came to the meeting was the British missionary Li Rende, the vice-principal of Starship Academy.
The following days were full of excitement. Lin Hai, an old Confucian scholar, and Li Rende, a Western missionary, got together. Those who followed them just laughed from morning to night, but they were able to get things done one by one. Lin Hai
Returning home, she sighed to her daughter: "I finally understand what Cong'er means when he often says that he admires himself. Now I admire myself very much." Lin Daiyu covered her mouth and smiled.
More than a month later, the first newspaper of Chengtian Prefecture, "Chengtian Half Monthly News," appeared on the streets. The newspaper contained Chengtian news, elegant ancient prose, anecdotes, new starships, and which stores in Chengtian had discounts and which stores had new products.
Goods, etc., Linlin, all kinds of things.
There is a marriage notice on the fourth page of the newspaper: Mr. Yang, male, thirty-nine years old, eight feet and one inch tall. Strong build and handsome appearance. He has never been married. His parents died young and he has a brother and a nephew. His family is well off and he is a good man.
I am sincere and honest, good at martial arts. I am looking for a woman of similar age. I hope that the woman will have a quiet and virtuous temperament, good conduct, good looks and those who have never been married. If you are interested, please write to this newspaper.