Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan hid in the backyard of the money house, waiting anxiously for the news.

Although Fang Jifan is not righteous, it is not necessarily that these damn sailors can be loyal.

After saying so many tear-jerking words today, I have done enough face.

But what if these damn sailors and sailors ask for money, they will not let go without real money?

Then I really did something wrong. So many copper plates, the paper designed, and the craftsmen who printed them all did useless work.

Without these sailors' gold and silver as reserves, Fang Jifan would not dare to open a money house.

In this era, the financial system is particularly fragile. Any rumor may cause a run. To establish credit, you must survive the many runs and establish credit.

To put it bluntly, no matter how good the reputation is, it cannot match the real money in stock.

But once these real money and silver were exchanged for gold and silver notes by the sailors, then... the money shop will gain a foothold.

In the future, Fang Jifan could even ask merchants to purchase glass and anthracite from Xishan, and they had to use gold and silver notes. The yarn from Xishan also had to use gold and silver notes to trade. These are all best-selling products. Merchants liked it, and as long as they purchased the goods, they would not have to worry about sales.

After all, there is no branch in the world.

This will prompt a large number of merchants to exchange gold and silver notes everywhere. Merchants need gold and silver notes. When silver notes are circulated, some commercial activities can be facilitated through gold and silver notes. Once people believe in the credit of gold and silver notes and confirm that the paper in their hands can be collected at any time, more and more people will accept this simple and convenient currency.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Wang Jinyuan hurried to the backyard. He was dry and sweating profusely. When he saw the prince and Fang Jifan, he had no time to salute, but gasped, poured a sip of cold tea, and drank it all: "Your Highness, Master, it's right. The gold and silver notes he released were worth 9.35 million taels, and the rest were all taken away by the sailors and sailors."

Zhu Houzhao was happy.

In fact, he doesn't know much about finance.

I may not know what the promotion of gold and silver notes means, but Zhu Houzhao doesn't care, he enjoys the fun of success.

Fang Jifan couldn't help but sigh: "Our military and civilians are so kind."

This year's leeks are really... easy to cut.

The big thing has been decided, and the next step is to start operations. As long as you ensure credit and be able to deal with all kinds of rumors, gold and silver bills, they will sooner or later become more and more popular.

But at this moment, someone came hurriedly outside: "Your Highness, the Chief Commander, and the British Duke came here with the order to see Your Highness and the Chief Commander."

Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan looked at each other and knew Zhang Mao’s purpose. They were all happy. Zhu Houzhao was so proud that he looked: “Let’s go, take a look.”

When he arrived at Zhenguo Mansion, the British Duke stretched his face and waited anxiously.

He is very busy. He has to get up early tomorrow morning, take a shower and change his clothes, and he has no time to rush here.

I saw the prince and Fang Jifan coming.

Zhang Mao first saluted Zhu Houzhao: "I have met Your Highness."

Fang Jifan bowed to Zhang Mao: "See the deceased uncle."

Zhang Mao was inconvenient in front of the prince and reluctantly smiled: "Your Highness, I am hereby your Majesty's order to... thoroughly investigate the bomb explosion of the Wang Gong Factory." As he said that, he took out the drawing: "This drawing is presented by Nephew Fang."

Fang Jifan said: "Yes."

Zhang Mao said: "After presenting, Wang Gongchang built artillery based on the drawings, but it exploded, which aroused suspicion from the capital. All civil and military officials looked at each other, and the consequences were very serious."

The implication of this is to tell Fang Jifan to calm down in the future and not cause trouble.

Fang Jifan said: "Uncle Shi, there is no problem with this drawing of nephew. Nephew can use his own head to guarantee it."

"..." Zhang Mao didn't like people who argued, and Fang Jifan has always been a quarrel, and he... got used to it.

Zhang Mao stroked his beard: "Well, this is my purpose. I heard that Xishan also cast a cannon, which was cast according to the drawings. Your Majesty specially ordered me to come here to see."

He said it was underestimated.

But he looked a little unbelievable.

Speaking of cannons, Zhang Mao is also an old expert. When his father was alive, Zhang Mao grew up in the military camp when he was young. The most sharp weapon of the Ming army was cannons. It is said that when Zhang Mao was still a baby, his father Zhang Fu also stuffed Zhang Mao into the cannon chamber and let Zhang Mao scream inside. This is called cultivating cannon fodder.

Zhang Mao said, "Okay, take me to have a look."

Zhu Houzhao was energetic: "It's very good, very good. Zhang Qing's family, I personally take you to the back mountain. Liu Fan..."

When he talked about Liu Banban, a eunuch came to him.

This eunuch is naturally not Liu Jin, but Zhang Yong from the Eastern Palace.

Zhang Yong looked at Zhu Houzhao with a smile.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but feel a little melancholy and said, "I'm called it wrong again."

Zhang Yong immediately looked like he was betrayed: "This is because Your Highness is a person who values ​​friendship. Eunuch Zhang was a kind person during his lifetime. Not only the crown prince, but even the slaves, I miss him all the time. When I think of him, tears rush down my face, hahaha... I want to cry... I really want to cry..." He couldn't help but laugh, but Zhang Yong knew that he couldn't laugh, so he wanted to tighten his face and act like he was betrayed his parents, but the joy in his heart could not be hidden, and he couldn't bear it.

After laughing, Zhang Yong was shocked and said he couldn't laugh in his heart. So his face was crying and laughing, and he was changing. He simply howled at the top of his throat: "Hahaha..." Covering his heart: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Zhu Houzhao was angry and stepped forward and slapped Zhang Yong in the face.

Zhang Yong was immediately shot away. This time, he really cried and wailed: "Oh ah!" He rolled on the ground, beat him up, immediately turned into a transparent person, hid aside, and licked his wounds carefully.

"A dog-like thing!" Zhu Houzhao cursed angrily.

Then, Zhu Houzhao sighed.

It's better for Liu Jin, but I've found that I'm a little sorry for him. Poor Liu Jin has no bones left...

Zhu Houzhao's heart sank to the bottom.

Zhang Yong stood aside, full of resentment and felt aggrieved, but for some reason, when he thought of Liu Jin, he wanted to laugh. No matter what, he couldn't control his inner joy. This is a disease, so he has to find a doctor to see it tomorrow.

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When everyone arrived at the back mountain, a cannon had already been set up here.

Zhang Weiyu and his family had already received the news and carefully wiped the cannon body.

This is a baby, it is the guy who eats with the Zhang family.

I heard that Shouning Hou was back, and that damn guy actually came back... Zhang Weiyu and his tribe were frightened, fearing that Shouning Hou would use his signature to take advantage of the situation. They were afraid, really scared. Looking at the cannon, Zhang Weiyu showed his spoiling towards his children.

When I saw a group of people coming, there was a familiar figure among the crowd.

Yes...Zhang Heling, Hou of Shouning.

When it comes to Zhang Heling, he is still his second uncle. Zhang Weiyu hurriedly lowered his head and pretended not to see Zhang Heling.

Zhang Heling joined in the fun. The sailors and sailors said goodbye one after another. He didn't leave and deliberately stayed. He remembered that there seemed to be several large pots of beef in the kitchen of the canteen. This was also good, and the night food was saved, which was so good. He stared at the prince and Fang Jifan. He went wherever they went, what was his face? Is there any beef delicious?

At this time, he followed the back mountain excitedly. As soon as he saw Zhang Weiyu and others, he looked up at the sky.

Poor relatives are so annoying. Who knows if these hungry poor relatives will come to take advantage of themselves? Humph, I am also very poor. But these poor people want to quit me every day. What do you want to do? It’s against the will of heaven?

The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Zhang Weiyu stepped forward and saluted Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan.

But Zhang Mao quickly turned his gaze to the cannon.

He held the drawings in his hand and looked up and down at the cannon body.

This cannon is really famous, and looks exactly the same as the one on the design drawings.

The steel used for this gun body is actually more refined than ordinary guns.

He pinched the cannon body with his hand: "There is no air hole?"

Fang Jifan shook his head.

Zhang Mao said, "This is strange."

It is important to know that iron needs to be trained because there is air inside, so there are holes inside the iron. The general method is to wrought iron. In the general sense, the blacksmith takes a hammer and constantly beats the cooked iron, just like kneading the dough and kneading the air in the dough.

Therefore, there is a saying that forged steel is a hundred times. This is a way of making steel.

But the problem is that if you make a sword and use this method, there is no problem, but casting a cannon is different. A cannon weighs thousands of kilograms. With such a large project volume, can it be really hard to make it?

Especially in recent years, the military equipment has been loose, and such forged steel has become increasingly rare. Most of the artillery fires are made of steel when casting, because there is air in the steel. Over time, the bubbles form hollow, and the cannon body is also bumpy, and the strength of the cannon barrel can be seen.

But this is not strong, and the strength is not enough, so you can use the thickness to make up. In order to prevent the fragile gun barrel from being unable to withstand the impact of gunpowder in the barrel chamber and avoid explosion of the chamber, craftsmen have invented a very clever way to continuously strengthen the thickness of the barrel. A lump of iron is piled up. No matter what gunpowder is, you can try it out if you explode the chamber.
Chapter completed!