Zhao Shizhen paused. After Chen Mu asked him to extinguish the pipe, he seemed to have organized some language in his heart.

After clearing his throat, he said, "Master, everyone, please listen to the next sentence."

"Students thought that what the commander said was that in a few years, future generations would not happen. This is too worrying. This is not a nonsense."

Zhao Shizhen said as he spread his hands on the table, looked around the attendees in the hall, and chuckled: "The general said that power is artillery, industry, and flag army. In short, it is nothing more than gunpowder, man and steel."

Zhao Shizhen used his finger to dip the water from the teacup and wrote down a few numbers on the table. After everyone was tilted their necks and finished reading, he said: "This year, saltpeter from Chile and Jincheng has arrived in Changsheng. The Gunpowder Bureau has made medicine. In the past two years, the inventory of gunpowder in Asia has increased by more than 1.44 million kilograms last month, and 60% of the saltpeter is still in stock."

"According to the order of the Grand Marshal, the twelve lucky ships will carry 440,000 kilograms of saltpeter back to the court this year." Zhao Shizhen said this data very easily, and it was obvious that he did a lot of homework on weekdays: "The remaining reserves can increase nearly 500,000 kilograms of gunpowder within one month, while the immigration consumption and circulating gunpowder in Asia is only more than 23,000 kilograms of gunpowder per month."

"We built the fourth saltpeter mine in the desert of Chile, which will mine the empire continuously. We not only have no gaps in gunpowder, but also very surplus."

Chen Mu nodded slowly. The things that the Eastern Military Palace lacks most now are wood, saltpeter, and sulfur. These three things are inexhaustible for them.

There are no cuts or digs, and according to the existing productivity, there are never enough results.

In fact, the iron ore and copper ore in the Great Lakes are almost the same for their existing productivity... they can't be dug, but in Chen Mu's opinion, the biggest problem is that they have no intention of digging.

Everyone strives to be the world's environmental protector, and the concept of sustainable development is deeply rooted in people's hearts. The problem is that there is no way to find out the specific reserves of any mineral in this era, so people look at the mines with iron hats, dig a little one here, bury it well, and carefully protect the environment.

If Zhang Juzheng had not been in charge of the country, even the weird place in Beiyang Industrial Zone would not have existed: Who could have withstood the white smoke rising from the big chimney and the machines roaring in the factory?

"There are no shortages of people in the East. There are already millions of people on the coast of the four coastal counties in North Asia. Tribes from all over the country have successively adopted the registry, and as many as tens of thousands of people at one time. Moreover, there are a large amount of land that the Central Military Office of North Asia has not yet fully mastered. Students estimate that the people can exceed five million."

"There is even less steel. The Lakeside Iron Factory on Ontario produces 17.24 million kilograms of ripe iron every year - so the students do not think it." Zhao Shizhen looked at Chen Mu and bowed: "This place needs to be dug into white land."

"Do you think this is enough?" Chen Mu shook his head and said, "The people of North Asia have not even used iron farm tools. The military government wants to build a 400-mile-long railway track. The Lakeside Iron Factory has not produced enough for three years. It is only 400 miles. Not to mention feeding back to the Central Plains, it is not enough for them."

"not to mention……"

Before Chen Mu finished speaking, he saw his brother-in-law Yang Zhaolong carefully and slowly raised his hand. When he met Chen Mu's eyes, he reminded him: "Brother-in-law, there is a six hundred miles, and there is a road that is difficult to repair. If you have to go around the mountain, you will die if you practice hard, and you will have to go through it. It will take two hundred miles more."

Yang Zhaolong had no sense of existence in this meeting. He himself had no bias towards Chen Mu's decision and the suggestions of Li Yuxi, Zhao Shizhen and others. He grew up in Bozhou without the scholarly aura who took the world as his mission. For him, his real mission was only one: to save his life.

There is only one specific way to save your life - your brother-in-law does whatever you say.

Anyway, he has lost the Zuye Bozhou Xuanweisi Department. If he leaves the New World, his brother Yinglong will probably chase him to the ends of the world. It is absolutely right to hug his brother-in-law's thighs tightly.

Although he also thought that what Zhao Shizhen said was right, it would be good to leave green waters and green mountains for future generations instead of bumpy mines, but it would be better to listen to my brother-in-law.

Chen Mu nodded when he heard this and spread his hands and said, "There is another 200 miles more, and there will be another two years of production. We have enough manpower. If the cement and railway tracks are enough, the site selection is the best flat land, and the railway can be paved and put into use in six months."

"If the maximum annual output is 17.42 million kilograms according to the original estimate, then we will need five years to repair the 600-mile Muhe Railway; but if the furnace is rested, the workers are resting, and the iron mountain is resting, the output will be reduced by at least half. The roughness is to produce 8 million kilograms annually - this road will take twelve years to build."

This was an unimaginable slow progress for Chen Mu. Although the railway they built was long, it was not as steep as the Beijing-Zhangjiakou Railway built in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, and the Muhe Railway was flat. There was no need to build tunnels or build high bridges along the way, and there was neither a funding gap nor a manpower shortage.

Moreover, their railways are not as high as those of later generations, and the trains they are preparing to run on are not as heavy as those of later generations after they are perfected.

The most short of the tracks is actually the railway.

He opened his hand and smiled helplessly: "To be fair, even the output of eight million kilograms of iron is indeed a lot, a little more than Guangdong. But in twelve years, the earliest railway tracks laid on it were rusted!"

Zhao Shizhen is not a fool. Of course, he knows that this is inefficient, but one does not think that the output is high and what is the case. In addition, the consumption increases for no reason. He spread his hands and said, "The Grandmaster set up a furnace forty in the Lakeside Iron Factory, and has to prepare another forty, which is considered expense? It is not the one paid by Li Yuxi, but labor costs. A stove is chiseled, burning charcoal, and inciting furnace workers. There are dozens of people who patrol the furnace, transporting charcoal, transporting mines, selling wine, cooking, and transporting goods, and every dozens of people, three or five hundred people gather in one furnace."

"If they want to work for a month, they have to bring their families, build mine dormitories, and even form villages. The military government cannot hand over the mine to merchants, so they have to pay them wages, and the iron smelting furnace fire and heat insulation cannot continue to produce."

Zhao Shizhen originally wanted to use these words to stop Chen Mu, but he didn't expect that he would turn his head happily when he saw Chen Mu happily and laughed: "You're the point! That's it!"

"We don't try to maximize production, how can we make these technologies progress? Only when there are problems will people think about how to solve the problems, otherwise they will only stay in place and not make progress. If we count on natural coincidental progress, how long will it take to wait? Now it's time."

"Our steel gap is larger than ever. From now on, there will be no situation where steel is produced but it will be used up. The corresponding technology must be improved!"

"Don't say much. Letting future generations have iron mountains to pick is for the welfare of descendants. Let future generations be able to pick iron mountains is also for the descendants, Zhaolong!"

Chen Mu changed his last sentence, and Yang Zhaolong, who was so scared that he stood up and shouted, "Here!"

"First, craftsmen cannot be killed or injured; second, craftsmen cannot be given less food and clothing; third, you can repair Muhe Railway for three years and five years. No matter how much money it costs, I can be accurate, but in two years, I will see that the railway tracks are sufficient, which requires the annual output of Lakeside Iron Factory to reach 30 million kilograms. Can you?"

Yang Zhaolong blinked, swallowed his saliva and said, "Okay, okay?"
Chapter completed!