God Soldier Atlas

　　 Daxia, the palace.

　　 "Father, I have tried it. The first sword of the hundred-strength ring can easily break the armor triple. The sharpness is not under the tiger's knife. The most important thing is that it is not as easy to break as the tiger's knife after it is chopped."

　　 "If you want to use a tiger knife well, you need to have a certain skill, otherwise it is easy to break, and this Bailian ring's first knife is not needed at all, just cut it."

　　 "I can guarantee that after our Daxia cavalry is equipped with the first sword of a hundred chain rings, the combat power can be improved by 10%!"

　　 Yin Wuyou was full of excitement, completely devoid of the dignity in front of people, she raised Bai Lianhuan's first sword to the front of Emperor Daxia.

　　 The year before the founding of Da Xia, the current generation of Da Xia emperor is over 60 years old, but it does not seem to be forty people.

　　Emperor Daxia, once ascended to the throne of God, he would use secret methods to raise his martial arts level to the first-grade holy realm.

　　 Although this kind of holy realm is only a paper tiger compared to the kind of self-cultivation, it really fights, maybe even the second and third ranks.

　　 But the first product is the first product after all, which allows the Emperor Daxia to have a good enough body, at least before the end of his life, their body can be maintained in a good state.

　　 And the biggest gap between them and those of the real first-grade products is still above the longevity.

　　 A true product, it’s not a problem to live for hundreds of years, but the Emperor Daxia’s life span is only a hundred years old, which can be regarded as a loss and a gain.

　　The Daxia Emperor of this generation has been crowned Yuanfeng for more than 30 years. After he ascended the throne, although he did not have any major achievements, he did not have any major faults.

　　 is an ordinary emperor.

　　 Yuan Fengdi raised the first sword of Bailianhuan, and stroked his fingers on the blade.

　　 When he was young, he also worked hard in martial arts, and as the master of Daxia, his vision was naturally not lacking.

　　 "It is indeed a superior standard weapon."

　　Emperor Yuan Feng nodded, with a smile on his face, "My son has just accepted the founding division, so he has such a performance, let's say, how do you want my father to reward you?"

　　 Yuan Fengdi looked at Yin Wuyou's gaze full of pampering, completely without the majesty of an emperor, just like an ordinary father.

　　 "It is a worry-free duty to share worries for your father."

　　 Yin Wuyou smiled sweetly, the style of painting changed, and said, "But there is really one thing my daughter wants to ask the emperor."

"tell me the story."

　　 Yuan Fengdi narrowed his eyes and said.

　　 "That's it. Didn’t the father hand the Division of Casting to his daughter? My daughter plans to open a new workshop in the Division of Casting—"

　　 "Is one hundred and eight workshops now not enough for you to toss?"

　　 Yuan Fengdi Road.

　　 "No, the 108 workshops of the Division of Soldiers have been in existence for so many years. The manpower and rules are all set. It is too difficult to change."

"Then it won't be changed." Yuan Fengdi said with a smile, "The Division of Casting Soldiers has always been running pretty well. I asked you to be the big Sikong because I was afraid that you would be too boring. I didn't want you to bother. "

"No, father, although our Daxia is strong and prosperous, in recent years, the founding division has been self-proclaimed. The weapons of other countries have been headed up. If we don’t make changes, the advantages of our Daxia weapons will be lost. ."

　　 Yin Wuyou anxiously said.

"All right."

　　 Yuan Fengdi said noncommitantly, "You can open as long as you want, and you need to owe the money. Just go and communicate with the Ministry of Industry."

　　 "A new workshop must have a new principal, and the principal of the workshop must be formally appointed by the court."

　　 Yin Wuyou said.

　　 "The chief of the workshop is Nine-Rank, right? You can go directly to the staff for such trivial matters."

　　 Yuan Fengdi said helplessly.

　　 "Compared to this, I would like to ask you, how much can the Division of Casting Soldiers cast for the first time in this hundred-strength ring? How much is the cost?"

　　 "The first Bailianhuan knife has just been developed, and mass production may take a few months. As for the cost, it is about the same as the tiger knife."

　　 Yin Wuyou thought for a while and said.

"in this way--"

　　 Yuan Fengdi pondered, "I see, go and play, I still have something to deal with."

　　 "I'm not playing!"

　　 Yin Wuyou snorted, saluting and retiring.

Emperor Feng groaned for a moment, and slowly said, "Tiger's sword, Bailianhuan's first sword, and a mysterious master who left the actual sword intent. Is it true that Daxia really has the trend of ZTE? Come, go, Call Meng Bai."

　　……

　　 What happened in the palace is naturally unknown to Zhou Shu.

　　 At the time Yuan Fengdi summoned Mengbai, the general of the National Protectorate, Zhou Shu had already received the official letter of appointment.

　　 He was feeling the efficiency of Yin Wuyou's work. In just one day, the appointment of the chief of this workshop was down. It is really worthy of being the master of the army and the current princess!

　　 With this golden thigh, I’m here to cast the military division. Isn’t it as stable as a mountain?

"There is a 30 acres of vacant land in the northeast corner of the Zhubing Division, which has been allocated to Workshop No. 0. In addition, a sum of 1,000 taels has been allocated for construction. "

　　 The cast soldier who came to give him the letter of appointment said politely.

　　 The chief of the workshop is already an official, and the Ninth Grade official is also an official. Don’t take the beanbags as dry food!

　　 For this little official, Zhou Shu had already reached the sky in one step, and he was extremely envious in his heart.

　　 "Nothing else, I will leave first."

　　 The little official greeted Zhou Shu and got up and left.

　　 sent the small official to the door, Zhou Shu returned to his work shed and looked at the appointment letter with the official seal, and he was a little excited.

　　 Are you an official now?

　　 In my last life, I was not even a civil servant. In this life, I finally became an official.

　　 Ninth grade, how old is it to be an official in a previous life? Mayor? Mayor?

　　 It seems that the county magistrate is only 7-rank, 9th-rank, it's really not so big.

　　 Zhou Shu curled his lips. It doesn’t matter if you are a big official or a small official. Anyway, your own right path is not to be an official. Together, you can make your own right. .

　　 If you become a master craftsman, the emperor must respect me three points!

　　As the principal, the official position is still second, and the most important thing is that I finally have a place of my own!

　　 30 acres of land is indeed a bit smaller. Other workshops, even the 97th workshop, which ranks low, have hundreds of acres.

　　 In comparison, the site of Workshop Zero is simply not worth mentioning.

　　 But then again, Workshop Zero now only has a polished commander, Zhou Shu, and 30 acres of land is enough.

　　 Besides, Yin Wuyou promised him that how to build this No. 0 Workshop, and what it was built, was entirely his decision.

　　 It has been several months since Daxia, and he finally no longer needs to sleep in the slum-like work shed. He must build himself a luxurious dormitory with a private bathroom!

　　 "I don't know if the one thousand taels of silver will be enough."

　　 Zhou Shu has been thinking about what this No. 0 workshop should be built last night, and he has built a blueprint in his heart.

　　 One thousand taels of silver is roughly equivalent to two million in the previous life, not less, and it should be more than enough to build a factory.

　　 "You have to draw the drawings first, and then inquire about where the construction team can find it."

　　 Zhou Shu said to himself in his heart.

　　 Now he is the principal of Workshop No. 97, and the casting task of Workshop No. 97 is naturally gone. Now he has a lot of time to build his own Workshop No.

　　 It's a pity that he has no one under him, and he has to do everything alone.

　　 But Zhou Shu didn't worry at all. He regarded Workshop No. 0 as his first home after coming to Daxia, designed it by himself, and then turned it into reality by himself. This in itself is a very happy thing.

　　 Just as Zhou Shu was immersed in the planning drawings, a knock on the door rang in his ears.

　　 "Hu Benjun Cheng Yong, pay homage to Lord Zhou."

　　 "Is it really here?"

　　 Zhou Shu was taken aback. When Sun Gongping left yesterday, he said that Lieutenant Cheng would definitely come and plead for him, but he did not expect him to come.

　　 Zhou Shu was held hostage by Qi Shan yesterday. Cheng Yong ignored his life and death. If Zhou Shu was just a small soldier casting apprentice, he would die in vain. Cheng Yong would not even have any guilt.

　　 But it is different now. Zhou Shu is already the chief of the workshop of the Division of Casting Soldiers, and he holds the secret recipe for casting the first knife of Bailianhuan.

　　 Although the Tigers and Cardinals couldn't get Zhou Shu's head for the time being, they were soldiers, and they would have to deal with the Division of Soldiers in the future.

　　 If you really offend the Zhubing Division, there will be problems with their weapons in the future, it will be a terrible thing.

　　 After Cheng Yong went back and reported to Cheng Wanli, he prepared a generous gift overnight and sent it over.

　　 "School Lieutenant Cheng is polite, go slowly."

　　 Reach out his hand not to hit the smiley person. In the situation yesterday, it really shouldn't be too demanding of the other tigers~www.novelmt.com~ Zhou Shu pretended to decline, and accepted the generous gift from Lieutenant Cheng.

　　 "The Tiger Army is really rich."

　　 Zhou Shu received a piece of the five hundred taels of banknotes and his previous fortune, and he was moved.

　　 I would say that Cheng Yong took out the five hundred taels by himself. Shu was unbelievable that week. Although Cheng Yong was a school lieutenant, his salary for a year might not be so much.

　　 This money must have come from the Tiger Army.

　　Think about the Hu Ben Army is the Imperial Guard, the emperor’s bodyguard, and the funds must be very sufficient.

　　 When they bought tiger swords in Xiao Zongshui's hands, they had a lot of money, a mere five hundred taels, but a drop in the bucket.

　　 Just sent Cheng Yong away, a few generals who had never seen him came to the door.

　　 They didn't have anything to do. They just said congratulations on Zhou Shu's promotion, and each of them offered a generous gift.

　　 Zhou Shu had the intention to refuse these, but those people didn't give him the opportunity to refuse at all, put things down, turned around and left.

　　 Throughout the day, Zhou Shu met and didn't know how many people he had received. The gifts he received were already filled with small workshops and banknotes. Zhou Shu himself couldn't count how many.

　　 Add up, there are at least a thousand taels.

　　 No wonder everyone likes to be an official. Zhou Shu has only just become the chief, and he didn't do anything. The things he received were enough for ordinary soldiers to work hard for decades.

　　 Although I knew that these gifts were not collected in vain, they still did not hinder Zhou Shu's good mood.

　　It is a good thing to have money. If he has money, he can build No. 0 Workshop even better!

　　 "Brother Zhou, I came to see you, guess what I brought you?"

　　 Zhou Shu was counting gifts, suddenly a voice rang outside the door, listening to the voice, it was Sun Gongping!