Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Cheng Guo Gong Zhu Yong, his father is Zhu Neng.

Zhu Neng died of illness during the Southern Expedition, which was also the beginning of Zhang Fu's rise.

After Zhu Neng's death, Zhu Yong successfully succeeded the knighthood, and has since become one of Daming's top martial arts.

Very mighty, this is the impression of outsiders when they see Zhu Neng's beard.

In Chengguo Gong’s mansion, Zhu Yong sat in the study, slapped his hands on the table and said angrily: “That kid is cunning, if I hadn’t been able to enter the palace, I don’t know that Yan Yindu’s special is gone, it’s gone! NS!"

Chen Yue sighed in his heart, and then persuaded: "Master Guo, Yan Yin is unreasonable, but Yangzhou Mansion is a pool of muddy water, so it's not easy to mix it up!"

"What can't be mixed?"

Zhu Yong got angry and frantic, looking breathtakingly: "Don't those salt merchants dare to come hard with me? That just cleaned them up."

Chen Yue frowned and said, "Master Guo, about the imperial decree, the response of those salt chambers is worthy of scrutiny. If you want to include them in the scope of the government, I think it's a bit big."

"Don't say whether the salt merchants will agree, even if they agree, but your Majesty is not worried after all, why bother?"

"Isn't it okay for them to be supported by Chengguo Government?"

Zhu Yong said proudly: "My family and the country rest together, can't it be enough to shelter a few salt merchants?"

Although Chengguo Gongfu has a lot of fields, it is lacking in business. This also has something to do with Zhu Yong's vision.

Chen Yue persuaded: "Master Guo, those salt merchants will certainly not be reconciled to losing the salt lead, and some malpractices will inevitably occur at that time, you..."

The rest of the words were swallowed back under Zhu Yong's gaze, and Chen Yue could only smile bitterly at this.

Zhu Yong got up and said dissatisfied: "When I went to Yangzhou, you should pay more attention to foreign affairs at home."

Seeing Zhu Yong's burly body out of the study, Chen Yue wanted to persuade him again, but he was afraid of offending his proprietor after all.

...

The next morning, Zhu Yong led the army and set off. When bidding farewell to several friends, he said that Yangzhou has its own seat, and it is absolutely as stable as Mount Tai.

Zhu Yong walked on his front foot, and what followed was a will.

"The central government has decided, and the salt will be the official camp in the future."

"This is a good thing! The official business is always better than those salt merchants who have a dark heart."

"At least the price will not go up randomly, otherwise we can go to the parent officer."

"After the Korean Central Committee has this tax money, our life will be better, so ah, I think this salt official camp is a good thing!"

"But who will deliver the grain and grass at the border?"

"Jiaozhi has been calmed down. I heard that Xinghe Bo was farming over there before leaving. He couldn't finish the food, and there were extras that were transported to several places around him. There is no shortage of food there!"

"What about the north?"

"The canal was opened. From then on, the grain from the south came along. What's the matter with the salt merchants!"

"Isn't this crossing the river to demolish the bridge?"

"..."

Fang Xing got the news after breakfast. He left it alone and went to the academy.

"Everyone is optimistic, this is a kettle with good sealing performance, and now we see the water is about to boil."

On the table of the podium is a carbon stove with a kettle on it, made of brass.

Fang Xing held a wooden stopper and shook it at the students. "I will put this wooden stopper into the spout. What will happen?"

The wooden stopper was made according to the size. Fang Xing pushed it in firmly, then clapped his hands, pointed in the direction of the door facing the spout, and said: "You will see the power of the steam immediately."

Everyone has seen the power of Fang Xing's wooden stopper, and thought that it would rush out of the lid.

"Don't look at the lid, it's threaded, it won't open!"

The charcoal-fired red, green tongue was licking the bottom of the pot. Soon the water boiled, but the steam had nowhere to vent, and the kettle began to vibrate.

The water vapor soaked the cork, and the water vapor gradually emerged from the cork, and the kettle trembles more severely.

The students below all looked at the wooden stopper intently, and even Fang Xing stepped back this time, for fear of being splashed by the rushing water.

"Boom!"

Everyone saw that the cork was like a cannonball fired from that bronze cannon, oh no! It feels like it should be faster.

The wooden stopper rushed out of the classroom, and a stream of steam mixed with boiling water rushed out of the spout.

Fang Xing walked to the kettle, where the mist was steaming, he asked, "What do you think of this power?"

Li Ermao scratched his head and said, "The mountain is long and very big."

Fang Xing made a gesture that was many times larger than the kettle, and asked, "What if this kettle is so big?"

Gao Jingyan stood up and said, "Teacher, that power must be very strong, and the disciple feels...should be able to rush someone out."

Fang Xing wrapped the towel and lifted the kettle, then drew a piston and cylinder on the blackboard, and turned around and said: "If we let this steam continue to be produced, and then push the piston to move back and forth, another external one needs to be used. What do you think will happen to something that requires constant rotation, such as the various processing facilities at Zhu Fang’s?"

Ma Su was listening, and he stood up and said, "Teacher, the requirements for the container will be higher."

"correct."

Fang Xing smiled and said: "But this is not a problem. We can cast it. The key is that the cylinder and piston cannot be manufactured after a while, and the transmission mechanism after going out must also be considered."

Seeing the students looking at the picture on the blackboard, Fang Xing winked at Ma Su, and then slipped away.

This is just a bud. No matter how great Fang Xing’s energy is, he can’t cover all of these things, so he needs to arouse the interest of the students, and then wait for these young saplings to grow up~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But Mingchun’s Enrollment Fang Xing is still hesitating, is it to expand? Still the same number of people as this batch.

After entering the house, Huang Zhong sent the latest news.

"Uncle, Master Cheng Guo has already set off. Before leaving, he said, Yangzhou Mansion has him, and those salt merchants will not dare to move!"

"That's a good thing!"

Fang Xing touched his chin and said, "I just hope that Lord Chengguo can stabilize it. After all, this matter has just begun, and those salt merchants will not easily give in."

Huang Zhong thought of Zhu Yong's temperament, and couldn't help but smile: "Cheng Guogong is brave and brave, presumably those salt chambers of commerce are obedient."

"Uncle, there are now rumors in the outside world that are fighting injustices for the salt merchants, saying that the court is unloading the grievance and killing the donkey."

Fang Xing disdainfully said: "Not enough greed! How much money did they make with salt? Do they still want to take advantage of this kind of advantage? The beauty does not kill them!"

"Uncle, your majesty has sent people to Shan/Xi, you must control the local salt supply."

"Your Majesty is wise!"

Fang Xing felt that as long as Lao Zhu was awake, he would still be very precise in his judgment of these situations.

Shan/Xi is close to the frontier, and those salt merchants are the group of people who take advantage of it the most.

"Your Majesty also asked to take over the transportation of salt, but for a while, it is estimated that it will not be able to completely replace the salt merchants."

Fang Xing stopped and turned around and said, "What I am worried about is the time difference. Those salt merchants only need to move their hands and feet, and the locals will have to grumble."

Huang Zhong nodded and said: "Those salt merchants must be related to the local area. When the time comes for the inconvenience of the government, the people will clamor, this..."

Fang Xing said: "This is where your Majesty's concern lies, so Zhu Neng took the initiative to invite Ying. To be honest, I don't mind. That person must want to make a fuss about the salt merchants. His means!"