Wei Ba stayed in the study for half an hour before rushing to the workshop. The stonemasons selected by Manager Chen were indeed good at craftsmanship. They carved two stone plates in just two hours and started to test the printing of the table. Even some of the difficulties that Wei Ba did not estimate at the beginning were solved by them in a very clever way.

Looking at the form just printed, Wei Ba was very satisfied.

"Manager Chen, what do you think?"

"Okay." Manager Chen smiled, and the wrinkles on his forehead faded a lot. "I didn't expect to do this. In the future, our Wei family will have another way to make money."

"The way to make money?" Wei Ba did not react for a moment.

"Young master, think about it, this stone plate can print tables, and other things, such as you can print peach talismans during the Chinese New Year, and you can print some books in normal times. At this speed, which bookstore can compete with us? Hehe, we can not only dominate the market in Hanzhong, but also open bookstores to Chengdu. Young master, this method cannot be told to others. If others learn it, we will have no money to make money."

Wei Ba was shocked. Manager Chen looked ordinary, but his mind was very fast. He suddenly discovered the business opportunities hidden in lithography and patent protection awareness, and even thought of confidentiality.

"Well, you're right. But the stone plate is too crisp after all, and I need to improve it. When it is changed to a wood plate, it will be more durable and much lighter." Wei Ba looked at the printers who are becoming more and more skillful, "Manager Chen, how many do you see can print tomorrow night?"

Manager Chen twisted the sparse rat whiskers and pondered for a moment: "They are the first time they did it. They are not very proficient enough. They often have paper scratches. Even if all the stone plates are carved and started working together, by tomorrow night, they will only be able to produce 14,500 pieces."

Wei Ba frowned: "What should I do?"

"It's okay." Manager Chen was confident: "Young Master, don't worry. You didn't say you'll deliver the goods all the time. Instead, the morning after tomorrow, I think 20,000 pages are more than enough. If the young master thinks it's not safe, I can let them carve a few more stone plates. Anyway, there are too many people, so you can definitely guarantee delivery as scheduled."

Wei Ba was relieved and reached out to pat Manager Chen on the shoulder: "If this matter can be done, you will be a great contribution. At that time, I will ask my father and wife for you."

Manager Chen laughed more and more happily: "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

Seeing that the printing was going well, Wei Ba left the seal shop and went to the ironwork again. The three blacksmiths who followed him were commanding a group of Wei's blacksmiths, who were working on the experience of the Mianyang ironwork to transform tools and refining furnaces. Although they were busy and sweaty, they could see from their shiny eyes and loud voices that they were very satisfied with the conditions of the Wei family. This is the truth. Although these divisions are not much different from slaves, they are related to relatives and most of them have children fighting in the army. Wei Yan also has to make contributions to them, and of course they are better for them than the government to treat them.

Seeing that the Wei family has complete supporting facilities, Wei Ba was very happy. With the cooperation of these people, it would be much more convenient to arrange for trial production in the future. He called Tiezuo's manager and ordered: "Everyone should work harder, learn hard with the master, prepare more iron, and create some iron first..."

"Smash the iron trunk first, wouldn't that weapon be delayed?" Huan'er held the corner of her skirt, carefully avoided the water and iron slag on the ground, and walked over on tiptoe. Seeing Wei Ba looking at him, her face turned red, she quickly put down the corner of her skirt, covered her hands in front of her lower abdomen, and said seriously: "The battle is imminent, weapons are of course the most important. Farm tools such as iron trunk should be slow down. I wonder what Young Master Ba thinks?"

Wei Ba sighed regretfully. This person is not bad and smart enough, but he has a tense face all day long, which is really annoying to read. He smiled faintly: "That's the case, but there is still article to do in the specific arrangements. Now that spring plowing is now, new farm tools can be created and can be used immediately, but the weapons are not in a hurry. Although the war is imminent, it cannot be fought within three to five months. Even if there are some sporadic wars, the family must have reserved weapons available, so why bother rushing to create a new one."

Huan'er's eyes rolled, and just as she was about to talk about it, Wei Ba kept staring at her. When she saw her mouth open, she immediately said: "What's more, we have just found a better way. If we follow the new method to build weapons, the weapons will be sharper and their performance will be further improved. Wouldn't it be better to use better weapons at that time?"

Huan'er was interrupted by Wei Ba, and she felt a little frustrated. She wanted to wait until Wei Ba finished speaking before refuting him, but when she heard Wei Ba say that he could create better weapons, she quickly swallowed up the thoughts. The Wei family established a family with martial arts. She also knew how important the significance of the high-quality weapon was. If she interfered with Wei Ba's arrangements in this matter, I am afraid that not only the head of the family Wei Yan would get angry, but even the wife would be unhappy.

She stared at Wei Ba for a while, and the more she looked, the more she felt that the Wei Ba in front of her was not the same as the Wei Ba in her impression. In the past, Wei Ba was weak and could not even speak well when she saw her. As she got older, she had a little more greed in her eyes, but due to the power of her wife, she never dared to show it in front of her. Now, Wei Ba not only dared to look at her calmly, but also lacked the cowardly greed in her eyes, but more of a sense of... regret. This feeling made Huan'er very uncomfortable, not to mention that he had just blocked his words.

Huan'er wanted to refute him, but couldn't find a better reason. She opened her mouth several times, but finally gave up. Just as she racked her brains to find a way to gain some advantage and save some face, Wei Ba gave a wink at the old blacksmith who was already ready. The old blacksmith unexpectedly had him, so she pulled out the red iron bar from the charcoal fire, raised the hammer high, and sucked it hard.

With a loud "date", the blacksmiths didn't care, but Huan'er rarely came to the iron. She was frightened and jumped up like a spring, and took two steps back. She stepped on the water on the ground. The corner of the brocade's clothes was immediately stained with dark brown iron. She glared at the helpless old blacksmith, and was about to scold her. Wei Ba once again spoke in front of her: "Be careful of the stove."

Huan'er then felt that her back was hot, and knew that she was too close to the stove. She quickly took a step forward and turned to look. She smelled a burnt smell of silk. She knew that her brocade clothes were probably burned. She was so panicked that she was at a loss and turned around and circled around her, looking like a cat chasing her tail.

"Fire...Fire..." Huan'er felt the anger behind her, and tears were almost coming out. She could no longer maintain her reserve and shouted with her mouth: "Here you help me put out the fire."

The blacksmiths gathered together, rubbing their big hands, but no one dared to come forward to help her put out the fire. Of course, it goes without saying that the new ones were not dared, even the people in the village dared not. This was the confidant of the wife. Who dared to pat her with her smelly hands? They looked at each other and couldn't think of a better way. At this moment, Wei Ba stepped forward and grabbed Huan'er's arm, and pressed her into the quenching sink without hesitation.

The fire was extinguished, Huan'er was soaked all over and took a sip of dirty water. Although it was still spring and her clothes were not very thin, it was soaked in water and it tightly touched her body, revealing her concave and convex figure. The towering bun on her head was soaked in water and drooped. In addition, the dirty water dripped on her face, Huan'er, who was originally as arrogant as a peacock, suddenly became a drooling cock, as embarrassed as it was.

"You..." Huan'er was furious and could no longer control her emotions. Her wife's lesson was forgotten behind her head. She raised a finger and pointed at Wei Ba's smiling face: "You..."

As soon as he said that, Wei Ba suddenly changed his face, reached out and held her slender jade fingers, and said in a cold voice: "What am I?"

When Huan'er saw his fierce and vicious posture, she suddenly remembered Manager Zhang, who had just been twisted by Wei Ba two or three hours ago, and her face turned pale. She pulled back hard, but Wei Ba held her finger tightly and could not be pulled back. When she thought that her finger might be twisted by Wei Ba, Huan'er would no longer dare to be arrogant. Tears were circled in her eyes. Chuchu looked at Wei Ba pitifully, trying to ask for love, but she couldn't speak softly.

In this manor, she still needs to say soft words to others, especially Wei Ba, whom she has never taken seriously.

"What do you want to say?" Wei Ba looked at Huan'er with a smile. His smile fell into Huan'er's eyes, so hateful and sinister. Huan'er was speechless, feeling the increasing strength of Wei Ba's palms, and feeling the increasingly severe pain on her fingers. She finally gave up her pride and knelt on the ground with a "thump" sound, and she burst into tears: "Young master, my maid is wrong. Please let me go a lot of it."

"Hmph!" Wei Ba slowly let go of his hand, turned around, turned his back to Huan'er, and waved his sleeves arrogantly: "Go, tell your wife what happened just now, I believe that your wife will give you a fair result. Here we will start to create new farm tools soon, and the sound will be loud. If you are not used to it, don't come again."

Huan'er covered her almost broken fingers in front of her chest, bowed and bowed, turned around and ran away in panic.

Manager Chen saw all this and didn't say anything. When Huan'er left, he pulled Wei Ba's sleeve and pulled Wei Ba aside. "Young Master, when you come back today, you beat Manager Zhang first, and now you have taught Huan'er a lesson. Although it's a pleasure, after all, Mrs. Yu's face is damaged. This... is not good. What if the lady blames it..."—————Monday, please recommend it, a new book, and even more. Today's third update, please give me strength!
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