The Weapon Tycoon Who Traveled to Great Qin

"It's very fast to grow rice here. In just a few months, it has already matured for two seasons," said Lao Jiu, looking at the rice in the field excitedly.

"No, at this moment, none of us worry about food." A middle-aged man on the side looked at the rice in the field with the same expression of joy.

They were all Chu people who ran away from the country of Chu, and because they could not bear the increasingly heavy domestic taxes, they had to take a boat to travel overseas. In the same way, there were more than one hundred people who brought a lot of seeds, farm tools, and agricultural techniques on them. Because the areas in the north have been occupied, many areas have become the land of ownership, they have but can not look for places further south, they are also lucky. They arrived in Champa in history, which is southern Vietnam, which is very suitable for growing rice. If it weren’t for their rice that hadn’t used rice transplanting technology, their rice could reach three crops a year or four crops a year. It is an amazing output. For these farmers in Chu, who have been satiated by taxes for a long time, this is a fruit worthy of harvest and joy.

"We are more than a hundred people, it's okay. With these rice, I think we will have no problem eating it for a whole year." Lao Jiu said excitedly.

"Yeah. However, I think we still have to cultivate more outer areas, so that our rice output can rise." The middle-aged man nodded and put forward his own opinion.

"But in this case, our manpower is not enough. When we came, we reclaimed more than 500 acres of land at once, plus we gradually reclaimed it later, this is more than 2,000 acres, and then reclaim it. Going down, we probably won't have enough manpower." The old nine said to the middle-aged man worriedly.

"I said, Mr. Chen, you have read books and figured out a way. We, more than one hundred people, listen to you." The old nine said sincerely to the middle-aged man. Lao Jiu is an out-and-out peasant from Chu State. He came here to live well. And this middle-aged man of Mr. Chen is different. He came here for a career. It is precisely with this kind of scholar's arrangement that their lives have changed a lot. Lao Jiu is also willing to believe in such a person.

"Yeah." Mr. Chen nodded. Said that he had agreed to this matter, but Lao Jiu still did not dare to slack off looking at Mr. Chen. In his opinion, Mr. Chen could only solve this problem after he made a decision.

"Do we still have muskets?" Mr. Chen asked such a question at this time.

"This, yes. When we came, everyone pooled together money and bought five muskets, plus a hundred rounds of ammunition." Old Jiu thought about it. When they came here, they knew that there would be natives in these wild places. In order to solve the harassment of these natives, they bought a batch of munitions when they came. Unfortunately, they had very little money and could only buy five muskets and bullets. They also bought something in exchange for it.

"When we came, the natives here had a very good relationship with us. It wasn't useful, this thing was too expensive, and one shot was lost, so it's useless now." Lao Jiu said.

"Yeah. Are those natives okay with us?" Mr. Chen asked Lao Jiu at this time.

"It's okay. After all, there are some small contradictions. The main thing is to ask us for some food. They eat some wild fruits or hunt some things. They also learn from us to grow rice, but it seems to grow wild rice. "Lao Jiu said truthfully.

"Oh." Mr. Chen just nodded.

"Mr. Chen, I don’t know what way you can expand the way we grow rice here. There are too few people here. And the boats just come to us to replenish food and water, and there are few boats stopping. There is a shortage of people. But it's a big problem." Old Nine said worriedly. In fact, what he is worried about is the kid in his family. There are more than 100 people, and only one-third of the women, and most of them have already married. The kid in their family is already fourteen this year. We will get married in a few years. If this continues, his son's daughter-in-law will be difficult to find, and he is unwilling to marry those from a few tribes.

"Yeah. This is a problem." Mr. Chen frowned. He didn’t have any good solutions for what he wanted to solve. He thought of attacking the local natives as a source of labor. This idea came from the beginning, because he heard that in some colonial areas in the north, where People use this method to expand their labor force. For example, some states have discovered minerals. In order to greatly expand the output of minerals, they continue to capture local people to mine. Of course, it's mainly a gold mine.

No one has used these slaves to reclaim the land. If they can reclaim a large amount of land and use these slaves to grow rice at the same time, their rice output can increase several times rapidly, and the population problem will also be solved. A lot. However, this requires a lot of weapons to rely on. There are only more than a hundred of them now, and weapons cannot form a great suppression. Under such circumstances, Mr. Chen is very unsure of using this method to obtain sufficient labor. If they really do this, the native tribes will retaliate against themselves.

"Father, daddy. There is a boat coming. Daddy, come soon. A boat is coming." At this time, a boy of about fourteen excitedly waved his arms and shouted in the distance.

"I see." Old Nine exclaimed excitedly. It was really his son, Xiao Jiu, who came to call. Some of them will come here from time to time. They are mainly Chu boats. If it weren’t for the Chu people migrating south, very few people could stay on their own initiative. Mainly they were all in groups. I also hope that I can cultivate some of my own land. Therefore, after the ships arrived, most of them stopped to replenish some food and fresh water. Most of them exchanged some materials on the ships, and these materials were also what they needed urgently. This kind of trade also formed a characteristic.

"Father, come soon." Xiao Jiu shouted loudly.

"This is here. Here is." Old Nine shouted loudly.

"Let's go, since there is a boat coming, let's go and see." Mr. Chen went with Lao Jiu. Most of the people of Chu who come here to emigrate mostly build strongholds on the coast, and then expand from the coast to the inland, so that they can receive assistance from the sea.

And when Lao Jiu and Mr. Chen arrived at the simple dock, what he saw was a group of vulgar people, they robbed them of the food they prepared, and they also carried a lot of weapons. These weapons are well-equipped muskets, they kept clamoring, seeing this, Mr. Chen couldn't help but frown.

"Don't provoke them. They may be pirates. These people have guns. We are not easy to provoke." Mr. Chen told Lao Jiu after seeing it.

"Prepare our weapons. If they do, we will be welcome." Mr. Chen said to Lao Jiu seriously.

"Yes. Yes." Old Jiu felt nervous when he saw such a person. What he worries most is the group of people who are on the shore, and they ate. Not to mention, sometimes some women were specially taken away. They are all pirates at sea, but they are also Chu people, and sometimes they don't do too much. They give up food or something. There is nothing to distress.

"You are in charge?" When Mr. Chen was looking at the origins of these people, a vulgar Chu countryman shouted loudly. Before the smell of the whole body approached, Mr. Chen heard it.

"Just give us food, don't bring us wine, this is not our Chu people's hospitality?" The vulgar Chu people walked over and grabbed the collar of Mr. Chen's chest and asked.

"Hey, it's so vulgar, stop it." At this moment, a man with the appearance of a chief captain smiled and walked over, and the vulgar Chu countryman let go and looked at Mr. Chen viciously.

"Isn't the food we give you good enough?" Mr. Chen said disdainfully.

"Haha. Mister misunderstood. Misunderstood." The captain-like man walked over with a smile, and then pushed the man away and said with a smile.

"We're just here to borrow some food. Mr. worry too much." The captain said with a smile. These borrowings the captain said were actually borrowing, but they didn't change it anyway.

"It's okay to borrow food." Mr. Chen looked at the people around him, then said with a calming expression on his face. He suddenly thought of a good way.

"How much do you need, how much I can provide you." Mr. Chen said calmly. And Xiao Jiu heard such words at this time, angrily, he would stand up and blame the other party. Mr. Chen yelled loudly when he saw this.

"Xiao Jiu, go take out our wine and entertain them." Mr. Chen shouted loudly at this time.

"Mr. Chen. Here." Xiao Jiu looked at those people unconvinced. He knows the hardship of growing these foods. Although they have a lot of food, he also knows the reason why food is not easy.

"Go, don't stay here. Go ahead." Mr. Chen waved impatiently. Xiao Jiu saw Mr. Chen yelling at him, and left helplessly. And those crew members were very excited when they heard that there was wine to drink, and they couldn't help but drink, because drinking wine can boost the crew's morale. Drinking is fine, but it will never make you drunk.

"Okay. Happy, I am here to thank Mr. Chen from the old gun." The captain old gun thanked him.

"Since Captain Old Gun is happy, let me talk about my conditions happily. We can lend Captain Old Gun the food. But we also need the help of Captain Old Gun." Mr. Chen sat down and said.

"Oh. Mr. Chen is a happy man, let's just say it. As long as the brothers can do it, they will definitely agree to Mr. Chen." The old gun saw that there was drinking, so he didn't care about it.

"Yes, there are some natives near us. These native tribes are okay, but we need these natives to help us plant and expand some land. But we are too few people, and the weapons are not enough to defeat them. "Mr. Chen said.

"Seeing your arrival, I thought I could ask you to help, of course. This favor is not in vain. We can provide you with food. And if needed, we can also provide you with food in the future. But those The natives must stay for us." Mr. Chen said. He saw that the other party was not an ordinary person. These people did not leave the body with weapons. They must be engaged in the knife-and-blood business, and his own people were all immigrants, and they all came here compellingly. Let them kill people and set fires, they certainly won't do much. And at this time there is just such a group of people, it is better to use them to sack the natives. Those natives don’t think they are getting along well with them now, but everyone knows that if the time is long, they will definitely be detrimental to them. Thinking of this, Mr. Chen thought of using these people to do this.

"It turned out to be such a thing. These natives are very easy to deal with. This is a good thing to help. But, do you give us more food? There are also those native women." The old gun was shrewd at this time. Speaking of. As soon as the old gun spoke about women, the others pricked their ears, and their saliva almost flowed down looking at the old gun.

"This is no problem. These are easy to say, these natives, we only want men, not women, and those women can give it to you." Mr. Chen said with a smile.

"However, thinking of this, I still have a small condition to say." At this time, Mr. Chen said with a smile.

"Mr. Chen, the wine is here." Old Jiu said with a jug of wine at this time. A few young posters followed. They are holding wine jars.

"Quick, almost full." The old gun saw the wine coming. Shouted excitedly holding the bowl.

Speaking of Laojiu, he filled the other party. The old gun drank a bowl of wine excitedly.

"Ah." The old gun that had drunk made a comfortable sound, and everyone else drank a bowl full of wine in their hands.

"What I said. I don't know what the old Captain Gun has plans?" Mr. Chen asked with a smile.

"This matter is easy to say, easy to say, as long as Mr. Chen gives us more wine." Old Gun said with a smile at this time.

"Well. This good book is just a matter of weapons." Mr. Chen said.

"We need to take care of these disobedient natives. If they commit chaos all of a sudden, our people will find it difficult to detain them." Mr. Chen said embarrassingly.

"Oh. These things. To be honest, we are a little embarrassed. Our weapons are not too rich. However, since Mr. Chen is willing to change, we are willing to provide some, but the quantity is not very large." The old gun said shrewdly. To. If you give the opponent all the weapons, once the opponent's strength rises, do you still have things to do?

"We don't want more, we want 20." Mr. Chen said at this moment, stretching out two fingers.

"This is not so good. I can give Mr. Chen ten muskets at most. You can give more bullets." The old gun said happily.

"Yeah. How about five more muskets." Mr. Chen arrived at the bargain.

"No, no, no. This is too much. With five more, my brothers will fight with their bare hands." The old gun shook his head and said.

"Well. Okay, I won't want more. Just want two more, do you think so? Give the old gun captain more wine." Mr. Chen looked at the other party and said.

"Okay. That's it, that's it." The old gun said excitedly.

Then he raised a bowl of wine in his hand.

"For our cooperation, do it." As he said, the old gun drank a bowl of wine in his hand. Seeing this, Mr. Chen also picked up a bowl of wine and drank it. In fact, the old gun has already made a lot of money. At least the musket in his hand is much cheaper. The Qin people made more and more muskets, especially some arsenals in other countries also produced such weapons.

After Qin State set up an arsenal in South Korea and Wei State, Zhao State started to manufacture some musket parts by himself because of a large number of iron ingots, but most of them were made by hand and the price was much cheaper. In addition, Qi State, Qi State craftsmen also imitated some musket parts. As a result, the cost of muskets is getting lower and lower, and the price is also declining. This allows these Chu people to spend a small part of their money to equip this cheap weapon on a large scale. Mr. Chen, they are all ordinary Chu people. Fighting and killing are still far away for them. They are unwilling to participate in such things. Therefore, they don't know how much the price of the firearms will die. This also makes the old guns. It's a loophole.

Afterwards, Lao Qiang and they were excited all night. They kept dancing and singing some unsightly songs. These songs were not the hometown songs of these crew members who were desperately holding muskets, but the lyrics they made up on the ship. Most of the lyrics contain nasty paragraphs, which are mainly fabricated for the sake of understanding. Coupled with the effect of alcohol, this makes them even more excited.

All night of excitement, Lao Qiang and them slept all morning, and after a full meal, they began to take action. In order to complete this task as soon as possible. They also specially unloaded two artillery guns from their ships. Because only after the artillery bombardment, the natives would stand stupidly on the spot waiting for them to be tied up.

"Head, we are all optimistic. There are about two hundred native men and women, which is considered a big tribe. The men in the tribe will come back at night, I think, we can attack at night." A thin and small 'S man came and reported with a musket on his back. He has a telescope pinned to his waist.

"Okay. Everyone get ready. Everyone went in at night, and the women were cut off by me. I'm going to have a diarrhea." The old gun exclaimed excitedly, and the other crew members laughed. They speeded up the preparation work in their hands. In their opinion, arresting natives at night has become a matter of arresting women. Because they have been away from land for a long time. Everyone was holding back uncomfortably.

At night, a bright moon rises, and there is a campfire in the tribe. The men and women of the tribe are sitting around the campfire, and the old guns and their own people have surrounded the tribe.

This time they came to capture the natives as prisoners of war. This was their purpose. The old gun knew about this, but he wanted to end the battle quickly. After all, dealing with these natives with extremely backward equipment is very simple.

"Head, all ready." A gunner whispered to the old gun.

"Okay. After a while, the two shots went down and they both rushed over to me. The men resisted, protested and hacked to death. Those who did not resist, gave me a beating, but I remembered one thing, that is, a woman, one I was also run away." The old gun said as he drew out his own knife, and shouted with the pistol in his hand.

Everyone nodded, expressing their understanding.

"Fire. Damn his mother." The old gun shouted excitedly.

"Boom. Boom." Two gunshots came out, and the tribe in the distance was exploded with two big breaths, and the natives screamed. It seems that a cannonball fell accurately among the tribe. But no one thought about this at this time. The crew rushed in with their muskets excitedly. Some of their muskets were bayoneted, and those without bayonet were used to solve the problem.

"Kill." The crew shouted excitedly and rushed in towards the tribe. The battle started soon. But the gunfire stopped after a few times.

"Mr. Chen, can they beat these natives?" Old Jiu asked Mr. Chen worriedly.

"No problem, these people are not humans, who specialize in this kind of thing." Mr. Chen said while looking at the native tribe in the distance.

"Oh." Although Lao Jiu was a little worried, he felt relieved when he heard Mr. Chen say this.

"It's just, why didn't this gun sound anymore?" Old Jiu asked worriedly at this time.

"Well. I think the battle is probably over. Let's go, let's go over and take a look, and catch the natives back by the way." Mr. Chen said to Lao Jiu.

"Okay. Let's go." Said Old Jiu nodded, he waved his arms, and several young queens rushed out with their weapons. They soon arrived in the tribe, and what they saw caused several young queens to vomit.

There were a few corpses in the tribe, but the corpses seemed to have been destroyed by a cannonball. The human limbs were everywhere, and the belly of one corpse was broken. The internal organs flowed all over the floor, and a young offspring saw such a scene, crawling on the ground in disgust and vomiting. The crew member next to him who was in charge of watching the men of the Turks looked at the young offspring with disdain. Such a scene can be spit out, it is really disdain for them to watch.

And the natives who squatted on the ground and hugged their heads squatted on the ground tremblingly. They all looked at the ground helplessly and did not dare to move. And not far away, the crew members gathered together, they laughed loudly, and the screams of native women kept coming.

"Father, what did they do?" The curious Xiao Jiu asked his father.

"Go. The little ones go, stand and don't go over there." Old Jiu knew what the people over there were doing, but his son couldn't say it clearly, so he could only let his children stay where they were.

At this moment, a native suddenly stood up and wanted to resist, but was knocked to the ground with a gun **** by a crew member, and then frantically beat the opponent. The opponent was covered with blood.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and tie these up." A crew member commanded disdainfully.