Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan hid in the backyard of the bank, anxiously waiting for the news.

Although Fang Jifan is loyal to Bo Yuntian, it doesn't seem that these damn sailors will show loyalty.

I said so many tear-jerking things today, I have done enough to save face.

But what if these damned sailors and sailors want money desperately, and don't let go if they don't see real money?

Then it was a real crime, so many copper plates, the paper used for the design, and the craftsmen who printed it all did nothing.

Without the gold and silver of these sailors as a reserve, Fang Jifan would not dare to open a bank.

In this era, the financial system is particularly fragile, and any rumor may cause a run. To establish credit, one must survive many times of runs and build credit.

To put it bluntly, no matter how good the reputation is, it cannot be worth the real money in stock.

But once these real gold and silver were exchanged for gold and silver tickets by the sailors, then...the bank would be considered to have a firm foothold.

In the future, Fang Jifan can even ask merchants to buy glass and anthracite from Xishan with gold and silver tickets, and wool from Xishan with gold and silver tickets. These are best-selling products, and merchants like them. If you buy goods, you don't have to worry about sales.

After all, this is the only one in the whole world, and there are no other branches.

This will prompt a large number of merchants to have to go around to exchange gold and silver tickets. When merchants need gold and silver tickets to circulate, some business activities can be facilitated through gold and silver tickets. Once people are convinced The credit of gold and silver tickets confirms that the pieces of paper in one's hand can be redeemed at any time. More and more people will accept this simple and convenient currency.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Wang Jinyuan hurried to the backyard. His mouth was dry and he was sweating profusely. When he saw the prince and Fang Jifan, he didn't have time to salute. Instead, he panted heavily, poured a sip of cold tea, and drank it all in one gulp: "Your Highness , Young Master, it’s done, the gold and silver notes released are worth 9.35 million taels, and the rest were all redeemed by sailors and sailors.”

Zhu Houzhao was happy.

In fact, he doesn't know much about finance either.

He may not know what the promotion of gold and silver tickets means, but Zhu Houzhao doesn't care, what he enjoys is the joy of success.

Fang Jifan couldn't help feeling: "Our soldiers and civilians are really kind."

This year's leeks are really... easy to cut.

The major event has been decided, and the next step is to start operations. As long as you guarantee your credit and can deal with all kinds of gossip, gold and silver tickets, sooner or later it will become more and more popular.

But at this moment, someone came in a hurry from outside: "Your Highness, Captain, the British Duke has come by order to see His Highness and Captain."

Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan looked at each other, knowing Zhang Mao's intentions, they were all happy, Zhu Houzhao said with a high air, "Go, let's go."

When he arrived at the Zhen Guo Mansion, the British Duke raised his face and waited anxiously.

He is very busy, he has to get up early tomorrow morning, take a shower and change clothes, so he has no time to dawdle here.

See the prince and Fang Jifan.

Zhang Mao first saluted Zhu Houzhao: "I have seen Your Highness."

Fang Jifan saluted Zhang Mao: "I have met Shibo."

In front of the prince, Zhang Mao was inconvenient, so he forced a smile on his face: "Your Highness, I am here by order of Your Majesty... to thoroughly investigate the explosion of the artillery at Wang Gong Factory." Then he took out the blueprint: "This blueprint, but Nephew Fang Xian contributed it."

Fang Jifan said: "Yes."

Zhang Maodao: "After the dedication, Wang Gong made the cannon according to the blueprint, but it exploded, which aroused the suspicion of the whole capital. All civil and military officials looked sideways, and the consequences were very serious."

The implication of this is to tell Fang Jifan to calm down in the future, and don't cause trouble.

Fang Jifan said: "Shibo, there is no problem with my nephew's blueprint. My nephew can guarantee it with his own head."

"..." Zhang Mao doesn't like people who push back, and Fang Jifan has always been a stickler, he... is used to it.

Zhang Mao stroked his beard: "Well, this is the purpose of the old man's visit. I heard that Xishan also cast a cannon. It was cast according to the blueprint. His Majesty specially ordered the old man to come here and have a look."

That's an understatement.

But quite a bit of disbelief.

Speaking of artillery, Zhang Mao is also an old expert. When his father was alive, Zhang Mao grew up in a military camp. The sharpest weapon of the Ming army was the cannon. It is said that when Zhang Mao was still a baby, his father Zhang Fu stuffed Zhang Mao into the barrel of the gun. Zhang Mao screamed inside, this is called cultivating cannon fodder.

Zhang Mao only said: "Okay, take the old man to have a look."

Zhu Houzhao was in high spirits: "Very well, very well, Zhang Qing's family, I will personally take you to the back mountain. Liu Banban..."

As soon as he mentioned Liu Banban, an eunuch came to him.

This eunuch is naturally not Liu Jin, but Zhang Yong from the East Palace.

Zhang Yong looked at Zhu Houzhao with a grin.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help feeling a little melancholy, and said, "My name is wrong again."

Zhang Yong immediately looked as if he was mourning his concubine: "This is because Your Highness is a person who values ​​affection. Before Liu Gonggong was alive, he was a kind person. Not only His Royal Highness, but also slaves, miss him all the time. When I think of him, tears burst into tears. I want to let it flow down, hahaha... I want to cry... I really want to cry..." He couldn't help but laughed, but Zhang Yong knew he couldn't laugh, so he was busy trying to keep his face tight and put on a show.

She looked like a mourning concubine, but the joy in her heart couldn't be hidden, and she couldn't help laughing. Zhang Yong was scared to pee, and said in his heart that he couldn't laugh, so his face was crying and laughing. Howling dryly: "Hahaha..." Clutching his heart: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooev , thinking about the servant, the servant and him are like brothers, the heart of the servant is cut like a knife, the servant is uncomfortable... ahahaha... really uncomfortable..."

Zhu Houzhao was furious, and Zhang Yong slapped Zhang Yong in the face when he stepped forward.

Zhang Yong was shot flying immediately. This time, he really cried and wailed: "Hey!" He rolled on the ground, hit a roll, and immediately turned into a transparent person, hiding aside, carefully licking the wound.

"It's like a dog!" Zhu Houzhao scolded angrily.

Then, Zhu Houzhao sighed.

It's better to be Liu Jin, but I found out that I feel a little sorry for him, poor Liu Jin, there is no bones left...

Zhu Houzhao sank to the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Yong stood aside, full of resentment, feeling aggrieved in his heart, but for some reason, when he thought of Liu Jin, he wanted to laugh, no matter what, he couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, this is a disease, I have to find a doctor tomorrow take a look.

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When everyone arrived at the back mountain, a cannon had already been set up here.

Zhang Weiyu brought along a group of Zhang family members who had already received the news, and carefully wiped the cannon body.

This is baby, the guy who Zhang's family eats.

I heard that the Marquis of Shouning is back, that damned guy actually came back... Zhang Weiyu and his clansmen were terrified, fearing that Marquis of Shouning would use signs to take advantage again. They were scared, really scared, looking at the cannon , Zhang Weiyu showed a doting like a child.

When they saw a group of people coming, there was a familiar figure among the crowd.

It was... Zhang Heling, Marquis of Shouning.

Speaking of Zhang Heling, he was still his second uncle, Zhang Weiyu hurriedly lowered his head, pretending not to see Zhang Heling.

Zhang Heling came to join in the fun, and the sailors and sailors left one after another. He didn't leave, but stayed on purpose. He remembered that there seemed to be several large pots of beef that hadn't been served in the back kitchen of the dining hall. That's fine, at night The rice is also saved, so happy. He kept a close eye on the crown prince and Fang Jifan, wherever they went, he would go there, what is the face, is there any beef to eat?

At this time, he excitedly followed to the back mountain, and when he saw Zhang Weiyu and others, he looked up at the sky.

Poor relatives, I hate it, who knows if these poor relatives who are hungry and crazy will come to take advantage of me, hmph, I am also poor, but these poor ghosts want to take money from me every day. Soso, what do you want to do?

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Zhang Weiyu stepped forward and saluted Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan.

But Zhang Mao quickly set his sights on the cannon.

Holding the blueprint in his hand, he looked up and down the cannon body.

This cannon is really famous, it looks...it is exactly the same as the design blueprint.

The steel used for this cannon body is actually more delicate than ordinary cannons.

He squeezed the cannon body: "There is no air hole?"

Fang Jifan shook his head.

Zhang Mao tutted his tongue, "That's weird."

It should be noted that iron needs to be tempered, because there is air in it, so the inside of the iron has pores. The general method is to wrought iron. In the usual sense, a blacksmith holds a hammer and continuously beats the wrought iron. Like kneading one side of the dough, knead the air out of the dough.

Therefore, there is the term "hundred forged steel". This is actually a way of describing this kind of steelmaking.

But the problem is that if you use this method to make swords, there is no problem, but casting cannons is different. A cannon weighs a thousand catties. Is it true that such a large amount of work can't be done through hard work?

Especially in these years, with the relaxation of armaments, this kind of hundred-forged steel is becoming rarer and rarer. Most of the cannons are cast, and the steel material used is very ordinary, because there is air in the steel, and after a long time, the bubbles will form. Hollow, and the gun body is also full of potholes, the strength of the gun barrel can be seen.

But it doesn't matter, the strength is not enough, you can use the thickness to make it together. In order to prevent the fragile barrel from being unable to withstand the impact of the gunpowder explosion in the barrel, so as not to explode the barrel, the craftsmen invented a very clever way to continuously strengthen the barrel. The thickness of the gun barrel is piled up with an iron lump, regardless of the gunpowder, you can try it by blowing up the chamber.

Zhang Mao was used to the fact that the cannon should be full of bumps and hollows. When he knocked, there was a hollow muffled sound inside. Such a cannon with a smooth surface is rare.

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