Chapter 46 The First Fiscal Crisis "Don't mention Maitreya's upper body again."
Zhu Bayi frowned and waved his hand vigorously, "I also read it elsewhere and copied it.
It has nothing to do with gods, gods, ghosts and ghosts."
As a person who is fused with the soul of the 21st century, the last thing he likes to do is to pretend to be a ghost.
However, the more this happened, the more everyone felt that he had a good background.
Whenever I see him doing something new, I would naturally try to trick Maitreya Buddha.
This time, the result was the same.
After hearing what he said, the craftsmen immediately looked at each other and agreed in unison, "Yes, if the governor says not to mention it, the young men will not mention it.
If anyone asks in the future, the young men will say that they figured it out by themselves."
I dare not let this thing have any connection with the governor."
"Huh!"
Zhu Bayi exhaled long and depressedly, but there was nothing he could do about these people.
I had to try my best to draw everyone's attention to the drill.
Squatting on the beach, he picked up a straw stick and slowly drew a picture.
He said in a low voice: "When drilling holes, don't hold the iron stick itself.
After a long time, the human hand will definitely move.
If the hand moves, the hole will definitely Just follow it and you are under the drill.
Make a wooden stool with holes, insert iron rods into the holes, then clamp the wooden bars from all sides, and nail the wooden bars firmly with nails.
Finally, use a drill to drill from the top down.
Try it a few times and you will be sure.
Can drill a straight hole in an iron rod."
"Yes, this method of the Governor will certainly work."
The craftsmen nodded frequently, moved to tears by Lord Buddha's act of risking his own life to reveal the "secret of heaven" to the world.
Zhu Bayi didn't know that he had become a powerful man who could rival Prometheus in Western legends.
He felt that the only inventory in his stomach was almost empty, so he stood up and shouted loudly: "Then You can build a few more waterwheels by the river and use water hammers and drill machines.
If you can drill out the iron pipes, try polishing the inside of the iron pipes and see if you can also use waterwheels to push them.
Within half a month, I hope to have the first finished product.”
"It's the Governor.
Don't worry.
Within five days, we will be able to show you the first iron pipe."
The craftsmen are all experienced craftsmen.
How can they be stumped by the remaining details?
They immediately bowed together and vowed to complete the task ahead of schedule.
One step closer to his musket dream, Zhu Ba11 was in a very happy mood.
He waved to everyone, led his soldiers, and went back to his house to wait for the good news.
When I got up early the next morning, I just wanted to go to the workshop to see the operation of the water hammer and drilling machine.
However, Xu Hongsan, the captain of the soldiers, came in to report that Su Changshi and Yu Sicang had come to see them.
"Just bring them two in.
I've told you so many times.
Su Changshi can come anytime he wants to see me.
No need to inform him in advance."
Zhu Ba11 glared at Xu Hongsan and reiterated unhappily.
"Yes" Xu Hongsan agreed humbly, and quickly ran out to receive the person.
When Zhu Bayi saw this, he immediately understood that it was Mr.
Su himself who insisted on asking Xu Hongsan to come in first.
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He smiled helplessly and walked to the door to greet him in person.
Although Mr.
Su had plotted against him, it was just to save his life.
Later, he served him front and back, and it is not an exaggeration to describe him as "loyal".
Especially during the fierce battle outside Xuzhou City, the old liar actually changed his previous timidity and fear of death, and followed him closely with a spear.
From the beginning to the end, he never said a word of "retreat."
"Character.
This moved him, and he naturally felt a lot of respect in his heart.
Therefore, he stopped being on guard at all times and truly treated Su Changshi as one of his own.
And Su Changshi also knew that except for Zhu Bayi, no one would be so confidant to him in this life, so he worked even harder, secretly vowing that he would rather die in pieces, but also assist his lord to become a king. career But today, Mr.
Su obviously came with a lot of resentment.
As soon as he saw Zhu Ba11's face, he didn't even give a courtesy.
He bent down, raised a ledger above his head with both hands, and said loudly: "You are in a low-level position with few talents and little knowledge.
You dare not sit down and have a vegetarian meal anymore."
Zuo Army Commander Shi For one post, I’d rather trouble the governor to hire someone else.”
"What are you talking about?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Bayi immediately knew that the old guy was giving up.
He quickly held Su Changshi's arm with both hands and said, "Come on, don't be anxious.
If you have anything to do, sit down and talk slowly.
If I do something inappropriate, you can point it out to me.
We all live together. dead” When he heard the words "live and die together" from Zhu Bayi's mouth, Mr.
Su's eyes immediately turned red.
Stubbornly, he took half a step back, shook off the opponent's support, and said with a choked sob: "The governor knew the kindness he had received.
Even if Su died ten times in his life, he would never be able to fully repay it.
But the lives of more than 6,000 soldiers of the left army , but everything is left on this thin account book, so Su, Su, I don’t dare to sit down and have a meal, please, please find another wise man, Su, from now on, he can be a soldier and lead the horse for you. " "Nonsense" Seeing the old guy in such a wronged state, Zhu Ba11 was angry again.
He stepped forward, grabbed the account book, and threw it into Sicang Yu Changlin's arms.
Then he grabbed Mr.
Su with both hands and threw him directly into the chair where he usually sat.
"Sit tight and let's talk if you have something to say.
If you threaten me with resignation again, I will raid your home and destroy your clan."
"Uh" Mr.
Su was frightened and couldn't cry immediately.
Zhu Bayi glared at him again and ordered loudly: "Tell me quickly, what's going on?
Don't beat around the bush with me.
If I have time to play riddles with you, I might as well go to the school grounds and run a few laps."
"It's a humble job, it's a humble job."
Mr.
Su opened his mouth and burst into tears before he could say anything.
When Yu Changlin, who had been standing silently by the side, saw this, he had no choice but to salute Zhu Ba11 and loudly reported: "Master Governor, don't blame me.
Chang Shi's behavior was a bit rude, but it was also for Zuo Jun's long-term plan.
At the moment, Curry's The money and food are only enough for ten days.
After ten days, the left army will not have a single copper coin to use, and the soldiers will probably be hungry."
"What?"
Zhu Bayi was startled and did not bother to comfort Mr.
Su anymore.
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He widened his eyes and asked, "How could it be like this?
Did Zhao Changshi deduct the Zuo Army's food and salary again?"
"Zhao Changshi has never deducted our left army again."
Yu Changlin shook his head and reported truthfully, "But in recent times, the governor has given rewards to craftsmen, used copper materials to make pipes, and also spent money Money was used to buy all kinds of secrets from other craftsmen, and the prices set were unheard of, so Zuo Jun's warehouse was " "It's only a few dollars and I didn't let them touch the food."
Before Yu Chang Lin could finish speaking, Zhu Bayi interrupted loudly.
Recently, I am eager to get out the firearms and equip my own soldiers first before the troops of the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasty are equipped with muskets.
So I was a bit ruthless in spending money, but not so ruthless that I actually spent all the Zuo Army’s public funds.
"Sir, you did not let anyone touch the food."
Yu Changlin was not in a hurry, and slowly calculated the detailed accounts with Zhu Bayi, "But the military rations allocated by Zhao Changshi are based on two dry rations per soldier per day. , the auxiliary soldiers can only earn a few extra kilos from time to time, but our left army, from top to bottom, including the auxiliary soldiers who do not need to go to the battlefield, can only make a few dan per day. and And you can eat it with an open stomach.
In this way, daily food consumption has increased by 50%.
Before, I had enough money to buy some from vendors.
Recently, there is only less than 200 yuan left in the warehouse.
At this time of recession, the price of food has soared several times.
The food that can be purchased for two hundred copper coins is distributed to six thousand soldiers, and each person does not even get half a catty, which is enough for one meal."
"You want so much of the reward that General Manager Li gave to Zuo Jun last time.
Apart from the divided portion, there should be some left."
Zhu Bayi asked reluctantly as his forehead went numb.
"Last time, General Manager Li awarded the reward to the Zuo Army.
In accordance with the order of the governor, five guans of burning and burial money were given to each family of the brothers who died in the battle, and four guan were given to each of the brothers who were seriously injured and disabled.
The remaining ones followed If you kill the low-ranking soldiers behind you, as long as they survive, each person will have three passes, plus the cost of making grenades, repairing armor, and making weapons for the soldiers," Yu Changlin said.
Open the ledger slowly.
Point them out to Zhu Bayi line by line.
"Okay."
Neither Zhu Dapeng, the otaku of the 21st century, nor Zhu Laoer, the pig butcher of the 14th century, had any interest in the account book.
They only glanced at it briefly and felt dizzy.
He sighed and said loudly: "It's gone, it's gone, Lao Su, go to my house and see if there are any other antiques, calligraphy and paintings that can be sold, just sell them all.
Those things can't be eaten.
Not all of them can be worn.”
"The market for calligraphy and painting in this area of Xuzhou is about to be ruined by you."
Mr.
Su immediately jumped up from his chair as if loaded with springs and protested loudly, "No matter how good the antique calligraphy and painting is, if you sell it openly like you, it will be a waste."
The price can’t be paid.
Moreover, the wealthy households in Xuzhou are rushing to move elsewhere because they are afraid that the Mongols will come and massacre them.
How can they still be in the mood to buy antiques and calligraphy collections?”
"Then find a few reliable brothers and take them to other places to try.
There won't be wars everywhere, right?"
Zhu Ba Shi scratched his head helplessly and said angrily, "Otherwise, look at the names in my name Didn’t Supervisor Li allocate more than 10,000 acres to me last time?
Why don’t you go to Yahang and register an account to see if anyone is buying or selling?”
Both Sesame Li and Zhao Junyong have a very strong hobby of collecting land.
On the day the city fell, the largest group of landowners and ranchers in Xuzhou City, Mongolian Daruhuachi and a group of Han officials, were killed.
All the land these guys had seized over the years fell into the hands of the Red Turban Army.
Sesame Li couldn't bear to let so many fields go uncultivated, so after the beginning of spring, he simply gave a large piece of land to each general above the rank of commander in chief according to his position.
And because Zhu Bayi played the most important role in the two battles, he had more than 20,000 acres under his name.
Even if all the Korean prisoners assigned to the left army were sent to farm, they would not be able to farm it.
According to Zhu Bayi's own thinking, rather than being left uncultivated and left uncultivated in his own hands, it would be better to sell these lands to others.
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Unexpectedly, as soon as his words came out, he was immediately hit back by Mr.
Su, "There is a lot of wasteland outside the city of Xuzhou.
The general manager has only set a 20% tax for the refugees.
Whoever pays will get it.
At the moment, everyone is still opening up wasteland.
There is no end to it, who will spend money to buy land?
Moreover, if you buy land at this time, what will happen when the soldiers and horses of the imperial court come over?
Those officials of the Mongolian court, who will recognize the transactions made under the rule of our Red Scarf Army?"
Antiques, calligraphy and paintings cannot be sold at high prices, and no one buys the land.
The life of the Commander-in-Chief of the Left Army is extremely sad: