Chen Mu regretted not studying hard, otherwise he should know where Brazil is profitable.

Now he can only rely on his intuition, thinking that Brazil is very big, and he still has to try to send people to conduct blind exploration to confirm.

His inspiration flashed, which made the officials led by Zhao Shizhen and Xu Wei in the military government. Although the Ming army had only been two years ago in Asia, after receiving the huge amount of information left by the Spanish in Panama, the waterproof pavilion in Changsheng County was already full of manuscripts and books that had been translated or waiting for translation.

The Water-Easy Pavilion is like its name. It is on the low mountain south of Changsheng, like a temple, but it is actually Chen Mu's library. Because the pavilion owner has no culture, it is named after it is brushed with tung oil without getting stuck in water.

The heavy work brought great resentment to Zhao Shizhen. He moved the heavy translation of the book into the military government office, shouting all the way, for fear of not being able to hold it firmly, and then he put down all the objects until he entered the side hall. He complained to Chen Mu while panting, saying, "Master, why are we doing a lot of care about Portuguese? Will he care about him earlier?"

The side hall of the military government office was messy. Seven or eight personal soldiers who were following each other on weekdays were busy putting the long tables together. There was also the clerk holding the golden cups he had brought from the Panama church and wondering where to put them, and was confused at the room with dust.

Chen Mu sat quietly in the corner of the window, holding Ailan Fuguo Army's training report in his left hand, holding a musket in his right hand, and slowly slashing into his clothes with his back. The sun shone through the window reflected the tiny dust dancing.

I don’t know what he saw, but suddenly frowned and looked at Zhao Shizhen. The walnut strips on his back were pulled out: “Hey!”

Zhao Shizhen, who was setting up a book map, quickly turned around: "The student is right, it's too early to interfere in Brazil now. When the Western Barbarians officially start war on Portuguese, they will send troops to follow the trend..."

Halfway through Zhao Shizhen's words, Chen Mu said very clearly: "Two things, let's be an old man for me. Forget it, go to the jade shop to see if there are any big pieces of materials and make a ruyi who scratches his back."

Zhao Shizhen:???

Is it good for the old man to have fun? Is it good for the military weapon bureau to make you a short five-claw handle?

In an instant, Zhao Shizhen, who was holding the map scroll, acted in a small movie in his heart, twitching the back of the starring Chen Mu with iron claws, but the next moment the movie ended.

Zhao Shizhen bowed and replied, "Okay, handsome, what is the second thing?"

"I informed the Beiyang Army of all victorious flag army and personal soldiers, a total of six thousand households, so that all bird gunners could strengthen their shooting training during their daily training, as they were three times as usual. In the past, they shot targets six times a month, each time three guns, and strengthened in the next three months."

Chen Mu said as he pulled a charcoal pen from the table and calculated it on paper, saying, "The bird gunners under the six thousand households are roughly three thousand. No, there are many bird gunners in the personal soldiers, as well as cavalry, artillery, and the gunners should be about four thousand, seven hundred, okay, that's it."

"In three months, Changsheng will hold a shooting competition, and will be rewarded by groups and individuals."

Zhao Shizhen's scroll was only halfway unfolded. He stopped hearing this. He wanted to find a pen but couldn't find it. He simply drew two strokes on the table with his fingers and asked, "Master, are you holding on?"

He roughly calculated that Chen Mu would release 20,000 kilograms of gunpowder as soon as he opened his mouth, which would be enough for a war.

"I'm going to hold on? When the shooting competition is over, I still want the patrol, militia, and border guards to practice together, and at least 60,000 will be released."

Sixty thousand?

Zhao Shizhen was very clear about the various inventory of the military palace and asked, "Is the batch of gunpowder broken in the second year of Wanli?"

Chen Mu nodded, praised Secretary Zhao's professional ethics with a complimentary look, pointed to the documents on the table and said: "The instructor of the Restoration Army sent last month's training report. They had muskets many times in three consecutive months, and the power of the cannons decreased. There were still several cases where they did not fire. That batch of gunpowder was no longer good."

"I was not prepared when fighting with Western countries last year. Later, I was a little panicked and hurriedly prepared all the gunpowder. I thought it would be at least 200,000 kilograms, but who knew that Bell, who was stationed in Mexico City, could not help but fight."

In fact, gunpowder can be used only when it is damp and then used as medicine. However, the quality will definitely be affected to a certain extent. Jincheng has fixed output of nitro earth. Southern Chile may not be of great significance in the short term, but there will inevitably be no shortage of gunpowder in the future, so Chen Mu did not intend to be so frugal.

Just treat expired gunpowder as training medicine, and you can beat all the people you can, just treat it as training the flag army.

"The key to low consumption of gunpowder is that there is no major naval battle, otherwise 200,000 will be a big deal." Zhao Shizhen chuckled and then fiddled with the map and said: "The navy is a real money-intensive thing. According to our standards when we went abroad, Liuding and Liujia loaded 44 artillery guns, with an average weight of 18 kilograms. Pull it out and fired tens of thousands of kilograms of gunpowder and then went out."

Not only gunpowder, but also shells.

Even with the relatively low prices in the Ming Dynasty, tens of thousands of pounds of gunpowder did not count as wages of 240 taels, and tens of thousands of artillery shells did not count as wages of 60 taels, and twelve large ships went out to fire a shot and would lose 300 taels of silver. Who can eat and live?

Compared with this, the Army's expenses are really small. Three hundred taels of silver gunpowder are allowed to be fired by 4,000 musketeers. Each person fires three shots a day, and can be fired for one month in a row.

"That's probably not enough, no, the students said they couldn't use it." Zhao Shizhen put his hands in his sleeve on his chest and said, "There are two fleets that have not returned gunpowder, and it may be more than 30,000 to 40,000 kilograms."

"But the general can't use it like this. In three months, Jincheng may not be able to make up such a big gap. It's easy to say about the gunpowder of the Lu Army, but the fleet gunpowder cannot be used for a moment according to the regulations."

"It's okay, the always-winning Master Lu will practice first, and then be a training soldier. The salt in Jincheng is almost enough. Send someone to Yang Tingxiang to buy sulfur from Mexico City, and then let Zou Magistrate's timber farm make charcoal."

Chen Mu raised his hand and pointed his fingers outward and said, "If there is still plenty of expired gunpowder, you can sell it. Gunpowder is sold tightly. Everyone wants it. Alvana can sell four or five thousand kilograms, and Brazilian Portuguese can sell one or two thousand kilograms, but they probably don't have the money to buy it."

"Yes, there is Peru. This year, Peru should transport silver to Changsheng. We signed coins for them in the treaty. When their ship comes, he asked him to go back and send a message to the governor of Peru. There is money to buy it there... It's okay, there is Fei Lao Er."

"As long as he wants, we can sell as much of this expired gunpowder."

"Master, Master?"

Chen Mu was selling expired gunpowder to His Highness Philip while sitting dreaming of becoming a ship in the future. When he heard Zhao Shizhen shouting, his voice was a little weak, and he stood up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I tell you, don't beat me or scold me."
Chapter completed!