Li Fan also proposed the idea of ​​solving blast furnace material, which is to use graphite mixed clay to burn out refractory bricks.

Li Fan had no choice but to do it specifically. He only remembered these nouns, and it depends on the craftsmen's specific way.

However, Li Fan set up a high reward in the Xishan Workshop area, with the highest amount of 3,000 taels of silver and the lowest amount of 100 taels of silver.

As long as the problem can be solved, the reward will be obtained. The craftsmen's eyes turned red when they heard the news. They worked hard in the workshop area every day, and no one wanted to go home.

Li Fan was happy to see this and told the supervisor Ma Guang to pay attention to the food of the craftsmen and not to return to the capital if he was exhausted.

Later, he was just a manager of the purchasing department. He knew so much, which was already convenient for the Internet. If he was to do everything himself, then don’t do anything.

Sitting in the bumpy carriage, Li Fan felt a toothache and couldn't help but sigh! When will the shock absorbing spring be created?

The status of the craftsmen in the Ming Dynasty is too low. At present, Li Fan can only give rewards. He does the most arduous work but cannot get the status he deserves. Who is willing to be a craftsman? Who is willing to invent and create?

The Chinese ancestors were always ahead of the West and were not overtaken by the other party until the end of the Ming Dynasty. This has to be said to be a kind of sadness.

Since Li Fan came to the Ming Dynasty, he had to change this situation. At least he had to let the craftsmen see hope. As long as he was willing to give, he would be rewarded with great rewards.

"Wow! Are you crazy, aren't you afraid of death?" The driver's voice rang out, and the slow horse pulling the cart made a long neigh, and his front hooves jumped off the ground.

Li Fan was sitting in the car with a cup. He was unprepared and was directly lifted to the end. If it weren't for the carriage blocking it, he would have to fall out from the back of the carriage.

"Ah...! Damn the carriage!" Li Fan couldn't help but curse. He had enough of this kind of two-wheeled carriage, and he planned to let the craftsmen get out the four-wheeled carriage when he went back.

Even without shock absorption, it doesn’t matter. It’s better than the feeling of being blown away!

The coachman heard Li Fan's scolding and said in fear: "Sir! The little one did not mean it, but this killing suddenly appeared. The little one almost hit him and stopped..."

A slut?

Li Fan shook his head and climbed out of the car. When he saw the person in front of him, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Wrong people?

The Ming Dynasty was not a miliary that hundreds of years later. Foreigners could roam the land of China without any hesitation.

At this time, even a poor citizen will look down on the bad guy. The unique arrogance of the Chinese people exists in their bones.

There is only one title for foreigners, that is, foreigners. Although they will not beat or scold them when they move, they will never give them a good face.

The coachman saw that Li Fan had no intention of exploring it. When he turned to look at Huo Guoren, he was angry. He pointed at the other person's nose and scolded: "You are blind like this..."

Li Fan touched his nose and looked at the timid and crooked bad guy who was scolded, and felt unreal.

It’s better to be the Ming Dynasty! When facing any enemy, he has never lost his backbone, especially the last Emperor Chongzhen, who even managed to defend the country and die in the country!

You must never let this happen! Never!

The civilization of China will never be cut off again, and foreign races will never be allowed to enter the land of the Ming Dynasty, and Chinese compatriots will never be allowed to be slaughtered!

no way!

"Sir! Sir?" The coachman's voice pulled Li Fan out of his memories. When he looked up, the unspoken man had already stood in front of him.

"I won't give my elders a greeting!" The coachman scolded loudly, and Li Fan couldn't help but sigh again. This is the sense of national pride!

"Dear Lord Ming! Lord Andrew, Lord, greets you!" Ai Guoren, named Andrew, performed an elegant Western aristocratic etiquette.

Before Li Fan could speak, the coachman scolded: "Put your romance, this is the Ming Dynasty, and I won't be able to greet you again!"

"Okay! Your name is Andrew, right? Why are you so depressed and out of here?" Li Fan stopped the coachman and couldn't help asking.

The Huo Guoren, named Andrew, was inappropriate and wearing the most ordinary clothes, and his golden hair looked particularly eye-catching.

This dress is also damaged, revealing the dirt-filled muscles inside. The hair is even more messy. I don’t know how long it took for me to wash it, and even my shoes exposed my toes.

Andrew scratched his head awkwardly when he heard this and said, "Dear Lord Ming! The villain Andrew and his companions come from the far-reaching Western Qin Dynasty. When they come to the Ming Dynasty, they want to spread the glory of the Lord and let the Lord's glory shine..."

When Li Fan heard Andrew's slightly stiff Chinese narrative, he understood a little. He couldn't help but think that later generations described Western missionaries at this time, all of whom were crazy believers who were not afraid of death.

I rode a wooden sailboat and wandered on the sea for half a year before I arrived in the Ming Dynasty. I also had to face a group of people who looked down on them for the sake of the illusory master?

No! This guy said he was a lord and should be a little nobleman. Why did he come to preach?

And it has also fallen into this field. Was it robbed?

Andrew said in the end, he lowered his head embarrassedly. He was originally affiliated with the Knights of the Hospital and was captured during the Eastern Expedition five years ago.

Last year, he was redeemed by missionaries who passed by and vowed to be loyal to the missionaries forever, and came to the Ming Dynasty with them.

At first they landed on the southeast coast, and with the knowledge of missionaries and unique medical skills, they won the favor of many people.

The missionary with great confidence was no longer satisfied with the small-scale quarrels in the south. He took him to the capital to completely open the door to the Ming Dynasty.

As soon as they arrived in the capital, they met countless refugees before they even entered the city. The missionaries not only did not feel worried, but were extremely excited.

Because they know that those who have lost hope in life are easiest to believe in religion.

In fact, they were very successful at first. The missionaries used food to attract many people to believe in religion. But as the number of people joined increased, the coins they brought were quickly exhausted.

It's nothing. With the missionary's fair tongue, it can win over a few people.

But when someone gets sick and the missionaries use bloodletting to treat people, they completely anger the refugees. They have never heard of bloodletting that bloodletting can cure diseases, and killing people is almost the same.

The angry refugees demolished the simple church they built and smashed the cross of worship. If Andrew had not seen the opportunity and pulled the missionaries away, they would have to be beaten to death.

Since then, they have all been completely stinking. No one has ever paid attention to them anymore, and even begging, no one is willing to give alms.

The house was raining all night, and the depressed missionary fell ill. Andrew finally couldn't ask for some food, so he thought to give it to the missionary as soon as possible, so he didn't see the road hitting Li Fan's carriage.

From Andrew's mouth, Li Fan finally knew the missionary's name "Matte Ricci".
Chapter completed!