Wu Zheng pointed at the finger and the military workshop was located on it. The influx of thousands of hired workers made the town lively and it was no longer the same as before.

The development of a place cannot be separated from three factors: road, population, and huge amount of funds.

The town has all these three factors at this time.

The output of black gunpowder has reached more than three million jin during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty.

But Ming people prefer to see the brilliant light when the black gunpowder burns and the brilliance when it explodes. As a result, the fireworks and firecrackers industry in the Ming Dynasty grew stronger and more progressive.

Wu Zheng didn't want to see that brilliantness. What he wanted to see more was that the airflow that expanded sharply when the black gunpowder exploded, broke down and flattened the enemies blocking the front.

Under the guidance of foreign craftsmen, the military workshop is already producing simple paper-packed launching medicine. This is what the musketeers under the Wu army need most at the moment.

Songjiang City, also known as Cangcheng.

It is a heavy grain land in the Ming Dynasty, and it is the largest grain storage land (tax grain) storage land and the starting point of the transportation of the grain transportation in Songjiang Prefecture. It has four gates in the city and the rice industry is prosperous. There are houses and shops on both sides of the city and river.

When the grain was transported, there were boats gathered and the water transport was busy. Hundreds of ships from each of the Jianghuai Wei, Xingwu Wei, and Zhenhai Wei sailed to the Cangcheng River, and the loading and transportation scene was spectacular.

Songjiang, in the Ming Dynasty, there was a saying that "Su Song has a tax of half the world".

The military academy is located on a wasteland dozens of miles northeast of Cangcheng, facing the sea, with flowers blooming in spring.

"Dear Duke of Zhenguo, this money can no longer be detained." Wei Kuangguo stumbled on Wu Zheng, chasing Wu Zheng, chatting endlessly like a fly that smelled the fishy smell.

I don’t know when, the immortal spirit and self-disciplined Wei Kuangguo became the kind of person he disliked the debt collector he disliked the most.

Wu Zheng smiled, but shrugged helplessly and said, "My dear Mr. Maldini, you know, my country is being invaded by the barbarians of the north, and most of the land has been lost. The taxes in the three prefectures under my jurisdiction are not enough to pay the debt... I am not damning, but I need time, and you also know that I am young and do not lack time."

Wei Kuang Kingdom was shocked for a while. He didn't understand how a dignified Duke of the dynasty, a general with tens of thousands of troops, could he be so rogue? He was young, but he was no longer young. Will he really have to wait until ten or eight years before he paid back the money?

Is this Wu Zheng who vowed me to cash on delivery that day?

Wei Kuangguo was about to cry without tears, "Dear Duke of Zhenguo, this is not a small amount. One hundred and till 1.36 million taels can support an army of 100,000 people for several years. You can no longer owe you. The Pope and the elders of the Holy See will tear my body apart... Oh my God, you will never get any funding from the Holy See and all the supplies you urgently need."

Wu Zheng turned around helplessly, thought for a while and said, "Dear Mr. Maldini, how about I add 10% of the interest per year?"

"No, no. Dear Duke of Zhenguo, you don't understand the cash, the cash, the cash!"

"Okay. I have a suggestion that if the Holy See transports another 10,000 flintlock guns and corresponding paper bullets, I will find a way to pay you a portion of the money."

Wei Kuangguo was shocked. How could the person in front of him say such shameless words so calmly? The previous paragraph was not clear and he was thinking about taking credit again?

"No, it is impossible. Dear Duke Zhenguo, from today on, I will never leave you for a moment until you pay off the debt." Wei Kuangguo said firmly, and he vowed not to be confused by Wu Zheng's sweet words again.

Wu Zheng spread his hands and said, "Okay. You won. Dear Mr. Maldini, your persistence has changed my mind. In this way, give me a year, starting today next year, I will pay in installments. You know, I will definitely not be able to pay the money now... Otherwise, you can transport what you have and take it back?"

Wei Kuangguo was stunned until Wu Zheng shook his head and was about to turn and leave. Wei Kuangguo rushed up like a dream, grabbed Wu Zheng's sleeve and said, "In a year, will the loan be paid?!"

"Instalments repayment." Wu Zheng corrected.

“How much will it pay in a year?”

"Three hundred thousand a year."

"No, no. Seven hundred thousand, pay it back in two years."

"Well, four hundred thousand a year, pay it off in three years. Dear Mr. Maldini, I want to support many people, including the two hundred craftsmen and three hundred mercenaries who have brought high commissions from the Holy See... Mr. Maldini, I need one hundred European latest cannons, and ten thousand quicker muskets. Of course, the more ammunition, the better."

"O God." Wei Kuangguo lamented, "You will definitely go bankrupt!"

Wu Zheng shrugged and said, "If I could cross the river, I would be willing to go bankrupt ten times or a hundred times. But you should know that the taxes in the three palaces have been taken back by the court. If our army cannot cross the river, it is impossible to pay back 400,000 yuan a year."

"You are blackmailing. No, this is absolutely impossible!" Wei Kuangguo shouted angrily, "You must have the decent that the officials of the Ming court should have."

"How much does it cost to be decent?" Wu Zheng said seriously, "When the people all over the world are under the iron cavalry of the barbarians, how much does it cost to be decent? You are lucky than me, because there is no war in your country and your holy See, and your compatriots and relatives are not killed by the enemy."

Wei Kuangguo stared at Wu Zheng blankly.

Wu Zheng said: "I know you can understand, and I even understand you. Go and tell the Holy See that once you get on my boat, you have to fight with me. If you win, you win and lose, you will lose together. I want one hundred cannons and ten thousand guns... Of course, you will also get what you want. I am a very generous person!"

....

Wei Kuangguo is gone.

There are too many people boarding the Wu Zheng Pirate Ship, and it is difficult to leave again.

Because Wu Zheng is not like a scholar, even if he is thirteen years old, he will be the son of Shangyu.

Because Wu Zheng was unreasonable, he never thought of being reasonable. This is not a reasonable world.

Wei Kuangguo had to go and work hard to ship arms again.

From Europe to the Ming Dynasty, it took nearly two months to go.

In the words of Wei Kuangguo, Oh, God, if I can do it again, I beg to not know this rogue.

Mo Zhinian, who was accompanying the mall for half his life, couldn't stand it anymore. He whispered in Wu Zheng's ear: "If the general wants to pay, I can still get some of the money."

Wu Zheng squinted his eyes: "Has Lao Wei sent money to Mo's mansion?"

Mo Zhinian quickly denied: "Although I have known Wei Kuangguo for many years, I will never be able to sell the general for some money."

Wu Zheng laughed and said, "I'll just say it casually, just kidding, don't take it seriously."
Chapter completed!