Playing with a small gunpowder leather bag of the official and military system in his hand, Lu Hanqiang was very satisfied with Uncle Zhang's efficiency.
This leather bag is exactly the same as what I saw, and the waist at the head and waist of the East Factory stall.
So, Lu Hanqiang carefully poured the explosives he made into the leather bag, looked at the amount, shook his head, and poured out a little more.
Not too much, according to their own observation, the amount at this time is exactly the amount of the first time in that stall, only one part of their gunpowder is enough, if it is too much, there will be residues, at that time, a careful person will find that the gunpowder here is not the same as the original gunpowder, then something is wrong.
And these can completely make the most sophisticated fire system of the Ming Dynasty explode at this time.
It's better to be careful in doing things.
"How much money was spent" Since it is a family, there is no need to be polite and polite, which is not only raw, but also detached.
"Back to the young master, I spent fifty wen on this."
Uncle Zhang replied honestly, in fact, if this thing was not an object of the official army, just because he was an old Beijing, he would have been able to get it without spending a penny, but this time he needed to hide it and not reveal himself, so he hired a thief and spent fifty yuan.
At that time, I told him that it was just a bet that I was curious about and looked at the craftsmanship of the thief.
"What about the thief," Lu Hanqiang asked nonchalantly.
"I asked him for a job of luck, and now he is almost in Nanzhili."
Uncle Zhang replied cautiously.
Lu Hanqiang nodded helplessly, this is really the answer to that sentence, for the sake of one lie, you have to use ten lies to cover up, it is really troublesome.
But for the sake of his life, this thing can not be careless, Dongchang Jinyiwei is all over the world, if someone is suspicious, then everything will be a disaster, and as long as the thief goes to the south, even if someone is suspicious, the clues are slim, even if you want to verify clearly, there is no result for a year and a half, and after a year and a half, the world has already been turned upside down.
Everything seemed seamless, so Lu Hanqiang didn't say anything, stood up and walked out, and Uncle Zhang came out after him.
As soon as I went out, I saw the shopkeeper Zhang's head tied like a San printing office owner coming in, and when he saw Lu Hanqiang from a distance, Shopkeeper Zhang stepped forward to greet with a wry smile: "Sir, this matter is really difficult to handle." “ "Why is it not easy to do?"
he said, and quietly put the little leather bag in his sleeve.
"Today, the stall head is nitpicking again, or withholding our manuscript and not allowing it to be printed, what should you do about this matter" The little boss immediately stepped forward to report.
"What is his request this time" You don't have to ask the reason, it's just a waste of effort, let's just ask what the conditions are.
"This time he said that his family was going to repair the house, so he asked us to lend him a few small money."
"How much" "One hundred taels."
It takes a hundred taels to repair the house, which is simply a lion's mouth open, and it is almost enough to buy a house, and he thinks of it.
However, Lu Hanqiang got a clear message here, that is, this guy has a great appetite, but in addition to the regular money that should be paid, he did not pay these extortion money to Dongchang, that is to say, Dongchang didn't know that this kid had extorted so much money from him, which was a good thing.
In this era, Donglin was resolutely opposed to the collection of taxes on merchants, because, those scholars almost all had all kinds of shops, and taxing merchants was equivalent to taxing scholars, which was a bad government, of course, it was necessary to resist, so merchants almost did not pay taxes, even if they paid taxes, it was also outrageous, and almost all the country's fiscal and tax revenues were apportioned to the farmers, due to the serious land annexation, there were 600,000 Wang Tian, who was rewarded by the descendants of Zhu, almost occupied one-third of the country's land, and there were few small people left who could pay taxes.
Therefore, Daming's finances are becoming more and more embarrassed.
And Wei Zhongxian ruled for a few years, firmly continued Wanli's mine supervision policy, and tried his best to tax the middle and upper classes, so that the empire would not be dragged down by the finances, but Wei Zhongxian also played a peasant-style cunning, since he could not tax the merchants mining, Wei Zhongxian came up with a method of collecting money from merchants in various places, and the money was finally put into the treasury, and then paid the soldiers of the nine sides to supplement the military funds, therefore, this tabloid is no exception, and now it seems that since everything other than the money is this kid himself fills his own pockets, Then everything will be easy to do.
Lu Hanqiang smiled and said to the little boss: "Please go back and talk to the stall head, and when I finish the manuscripts here, I will go over and invite him to drink."
Then he turned to the shopkeeper and said, "Brother, is my silver enough for a hundred taels?"
"More than enough."
Shopkeeper Zhang hurriedly replied, now Shopkeeper Zhang is helping Lu Hanqiang to manage a large number of money exchanges, but people are extremely observant, except for their own part, they don't have the slightest thought about Lu Hanqiang, which makes Lu Hanqiang infinitely happy.
"Then take out thirty taels and buy a decent table, and I will feast this difficult lord tonight."
"Okay."
The shopkeeper agreed to handle it infinitely.
"However, he asked for a hundred taels of silver," the owner of the printing office kindly reminded.
"This is not busy, maybe after a meal, this hundred taels will be saved."
The boss of the printing office opened his mouth and wanted to persuade him, but he thought about it, so he also quit and went back to deal with the stall.
Lu Hanqiang pinched the small leather bag in his sleeve again, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and smiled sinisterly.
"My money is good, but it's not very easy to grab.
With Lu Hanqiang's words, this stall was proud, so he released today's printed manuscript and sat in the small courtyard of the official hall, waiting for Lu Hanqiang's arrival.
Seeing that the sky was about to set, there was a noise of footsteps outside the small courtyard, looking out of the crack in the window, the first came four men in green clothes and small hats, carrying two huge food boxes in their hands, and then two strong men, carrying a charcoal stove, and then two small girls, holding wine utensils and wine jars in their hands.
A group of people entered the courtyard, and they stood in the courtyard, and a lean and capable old man stepped up the steps and knocked on the door gently: "My lord, my young master ordered the young master to send some wine and meat first, and after a while, my young master will come over and prepare to have a good drink with the adults." ” Looking at this very pompous posture, this stall is very satisfied, it seems that this Lu Hanqiang is still an informed and interesting person, as long as this is the case, then everything will be easy to do.
Of course, it is still necessary to take care of it.
So, he sat back in his chair and said lazily: "Then come in, I want to see what tricks your bullshit young master is playing with Master Ben." ” Uncle Zhang with a humble and obedient smile, gently pushed open the door, after saluting the stall, beckoned outside, and immediately the group of Tsing Yi hats quietly came in, opened the food box in his hand, and brought out all kinds of dishes like water, the huge brazier was also placed in the center of the ground, and a small pot was put on the top of it, and the two girls also warmed the wine carefully, and for a while the small hall immediately became gorgeous and warm.
When everything was arranged, the guys left quietly after giving the salute, leaving Uncle Zhang who was bent over Zhang Luo, because the room was small, he couldn't turn around, and collided with this stall several times, and the angry stall gave him several times, but the two well-behaved girls also stayed to serve, which made this stall a lot more comfortable, at this time, without waiting for Lu Hanqiang, he directly picked up the wine glass that had just been filled and dried it up, the wine is good wine, at first glance, it is now popular in the frozen spring in the courtyard of Beijing's deep house, sandwich a mouthful of food, the dish is more excellent, I think it is the best handiwork of the Manchu house in this Dashilar, and the two women standing behind him and rubbing their shoulders make him hum more comfortably, this is Xiaoxiangyuan's best technique.
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It seems that this Lu Hanqiang has really made a lot of money this time, and he suddenly got a few of the best things in Nancheng to tie himself up, it seems that this tabloid is just a piece of three articles per piece, and he doesn't care about it in the East Factory, but he doesn't know that there is such an income, just this pomp, this table, there is no thirty taels of silver that can't be decided, and he will have to be more ruthless in the future, so that he can wait a little better.
I ate a few cups alone, but I didn't even see the main owner coming, and the head of the stall was unhappy and scolded the old man loudly: "I said who is that, why hasn't your bullshit young master come yet, do you want to release Lao Tzu pigeons?"
The old man hurriedly replied respectfully: "My young master has a lot of things, and he will come soon, so please eat and drink a little first." ” "Bastard."
The stall slammed the table, "What a big shelf, dare to treat me so slowly, and see how I amuse him when he comes." ” The old man just confessed again and again, but he was already panicked.
The more he waited for Lu Hanqiang's stall to blackmail, the more anxious he became, so he stood up and picked up the fire system and strode out, wanting to let go of the two shots to vent his anger.
When I walked into the yard, I saw that the guys in green clothes and hats were still standing in the courtyard with low eyebrows and waiting for the summons at any time, so I snorted coldly, and then began to load the gun as if no one was around, but I felt very light when I took off the leather bag at my waist, and I couldn't help muttering, "The guy who distributes gunpowder also bullied me, so I will give it like this, and I will see that I won't kill him when I go back tomorrow."
So saying, he poured all the gunpowder into the fire, and then pounded it, lit the fire rope, glanced at the men who were cowering and full of fear, and aimed at the locust tree in the yard, and in just a breath, he heard a loud noise, and drank a terrible scream. t1706231537: