Daming: I asked you to supervise the country, Daming is all crazy?

Chapter 89 Distressed, Title This bitch ran away from home! ! !

Zhu Zhanji went back to his yard.

It's getting late today, and the distance to Huangzhuang in the south of the city is not close, so he plans to go tomorrow.

Anyway, the glass will not run away wherever it is placed.

And cement, he estimated that tomorrow, the first batch of cement will be produced.

Let's take a look together at that time, cement and glass are a perfect match.

He was even thinking about whether to build himself a modern villa outside the palace.

After arriving at his yard, Zhu Zhanji saw that at some point, Hu Shanxiang had already come back one step ahead of him.

He was standing at the gate of the yard at this time, and it seemed that he was waiting for him.

When seeing Zhu Zhanji, the smile on Hu Shanxiang's face began to bloom from the corners of his eyes and mouth:
"His Royal Highness!"

Hu Shanxiang made a salute, which is the sequelae of growing up in the palace.

Do things upright and follow the rules, even though Zhu Zhanji has corrected him several times, he still does what he should and never goes beyond the rules.

From this point of view, in fact, if he ascends the throne in the future, it is indeed a good choice to hand over the harem to Hu Shanxiang.

At least as long as there are rules, there will be a code of conduct.

With these thoughts flashing through his mind, Zhu Zhanji smiled and asked casually, "Why did you come back so soon?"

Hu Shanxiang accompanied Zhu Zhanji into the room, where several heaters had already been placed.

While helping Zhu Zhanji take off the cotton robe, Hu Shanxiang explained with a smile:
"The princess said she was sleepy and wanted to rest first, so she let me come back first."

After explaining, she put the padded robe aside, and then smiled again: "I heard from the princess that you went to the Imperial College in the afternoon, you probably haven't eaten dinner yet, I have someone prepare some in advance, and keep them hot on."

While talking, the two of them had already arrived at a dining table. On the dining table were several plates of freshly prepared meals, still steaming.

There are not many dishes, but they are exquisite.

Zhu Zhanji showed a smile on his face. He was very satisfied with his little daughter-in-law who could think so thoughtfully.

Although when he came back, he had already found a restaurant in the city and had a meal, but he didn't refuse now.

After eating some, he felt a sense of fullness in his stomach again, so Zhu Zhanji stopped his chopsticks, then looked at Hu Shanxiang who cleaned up the dishes himself, and suddenly smiled and said:

"Speaking of which, your current status is also a little different from that of the past. When the emperor comes back, I will ask him to officially confer a title on you. In this prince's mansion, you are now considered a half-master, but there are many people around you. Not having a maid to serve you is a little unreasonable, how about I arrange a maid for you?"

Hearing Zhu Zhanji's words, Hu Shanxiang paused to clean up the dishes. Just as he was about to say something, Zhu Zhanji nodded again, directly confirming the matter and saying:

"It's settled like this. In two days, I will personally choose a maid for you and send it over. Those who should be trained on your side should be trained well. You can also leave all small things to her!"

Seeing that Zhu Zhanji had made up his mind, Hu Shanxiang nodded obediently, and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty the Grandson!"

"Well, thank you for nothing!"

Zhu Zhanji shook his head and didn't say much.

……

In the following time, Zhu Zhanji's life was still very regular, and at noon the next day, he finished handling government affairs.

Zhu Zhanji took Zhang Mao and several Jin Yiwei to Huangzhuang in the south of the city.

First, I looked at the woolen textile factory. As time went by, although the daily production of wool in the woolen textile factory was still limited by the number of textile equipment,

But the proficiency of the female workers has improved a lot, and now they can produce about [-] knitting wool in a day. .

And after so many days, the gloves for the 20 Northern Expeditionary Army, with five times the profit, were already enough on the third day.

The demand for wool thread has also dropped a lot.

But now the reputation of wool has also opened up. Many people who originally bought wool knitting gloves know the benefits of wool.

In addition, wool is cheap. After making a lot of money knitting woolen gloves, some people will also use the wool they bought to weave one or two sweaters for their homes.

Now in Yingtian City, many people wear sweaters made by these people when they go out.

Warm and comfortable, not worse than cotton clothes, or even better.

This matter even caused some surrounding people to go all the way to Yingtian to buy wool.

Therefore, although Shen Wendu didn't make any more five-fold profits, the sales of woolen yarn are still very hot.

"Grandson, a few businessmen from Zhejiang approached me a few days ago and wanted to buy some wool from the textile factory and then ship it to Zhejiang for sale. Because I needed to make gloves for the Northern Expeditionary Army, I sent them away. Several people found the minister again, but the minister dare not make his own claim, so I want to ask the grandson what you mean?"

Zhou Chen accompanied Zhu Zhanji, and said after Zhu Zhanji had almost finished his inspection.

"A businessman from Zhejiang?"

Zhu Zhanji was a little surprised when he heard the words, although because of the five times the profit, the wool business is very hot.

But this popularity is limited to Yingtianyidi, so he was a little surprised to attract businessmen from Zhejiang so quickly.

After thinking about it, Zhu Zhanji looked at Zhou Chen and asked, "Recently, what is the sales volume of Yingtian wool?"

Zhou Chen thought for a while and said, "It should be around [-] yuan per day!"

Zhu Zhanji nodded: "In other words, now the textile factory can produce up to [-] yuan a day, and there will be an extra [-] yuan. Since someone wants to buy it, it doesn't matter if you sell some of them."

"Yes!"

Zhou Chen responded.

Zhu Zhanji didn't pay much attention to this matter. Things like wool are something that people live in, and they will be sold sooner or later.

It would definitely be troublesome for him to arrange someone to sell it himself, and it would be a good thing for him to have a businessman take over.

When the time is right, you can use this to open up more sales outlets, and you can buy more wool at that time. With the stimulation of profits, there will be more people raising sheep on the grassland, so a virtuous circle can be formed.

The two were talking, and they had already arrived at the glass factory.

It is said here that it is a factory, but it is more appropriate to say it is a shed.

Compared with Yingying Yanyan, who is eye-catching in the textile factory, there is a pungent smell of soot as soon as you enter here.

And in the shed, there are several huge stoves.

Some craftsmen who are shirtless in winter are busy around the stove.

The production of glass is much simpler than imagined, and the materials are also some common sand, soda ash, and limestone.

Sand and limestone are the most common materials, and soda ash is not difficult to make.

The oldest method is to put plant ash in a cloth bag and wash it, and what is left is soda ash.

Then the three materials are mixed according to the proportion, and can be directly put into the kiln for calcination.

Sodium carbonate (limestone) or calcium carbonate (soda ash) reacts with silicon dioxide (sand) at high temperature to produce sodium silicate or calcium silicate and carbon dioxide gas.

The common glass in daily life is a mixture of sodium silicate, calcium silicate and silicon dioxide.

Of course, the newly produced glass is just a pool of liquid without any fixed shape under high temperature.

If you want to make the shape you want, you need to use a mold or other tools to make the shape you want when the glass has not cooled down completely.

In the current workshop, a lot of things had been produced before Zhu Zhanji came.

There are bowls made of glass, cups, plates, vases, and even Zhu Zhanji saw several jugs.

Zhu Zhanji couldn't laugh or cry when he saw all kinds of things, and he couldn't help but admire the imagination and hands-on ability of these craftsmen.

He just told these people how the glass was made.

Fortunately, these people directly gave him an inference.

Of course, not all of these glasses can meet Zhu Zhanji's satisfaction.

Many things made of glass contain many tiny air bubbles.

This situation is generally caused by the lack of proficiency of the craftsman, which leads to uneven temperature of the fire.

If this kind of glass with small bubbles is used in other places, such as the production of some glass plates and cups like the ones in front of us, it will have no effect.

But if it is used to make a telescope, it is obviously unqualified.

The existence of these bubbles will cause a large amount of scattering and refraction when the light passes through the lens, resulting in blurred vision and even serious deformation of the observation target.

But fortunately, not all the produced glass is full of tiny bubbles.

Zhu Zhanji picked up a prepared glass plate, looked at it carefully in the sunlight, and nodded with satisfaction.

This glass plate is no worse than the crystal he used to make the telescope last time.

Not to mention the high transparency, even the bubbles are invisible. If it is used to make a telescope lens, it is very easy to get it by cutting it out.

And he also read it just now, and there are not many finished products that can reach this level.

Zhu Zhanji glanced over, and then his eyes mainly fell on these finished products.

Seeing this, Zhou Chen on the side explained: "Grandfather, these are all made this morning. The glass made yesterday was found to have bubbles, and it was tested several times overnight last night, and finally the glass was controlled. It was made after the furnace was warmed."

"However, even so, it cannot be completely avoided, and there will still be some bubbles."

Zhu Zhanji nodded when he heard the words. Zhou Chen didn't need to explain this kind of thing, he could understand the reason.

After all, the current production conditions are not the future generations, and the production of glass can completely rely on machinery to control the temperature.

In this era, all we can rely on is the hands and brains of craftsmen.

Whether the temperature is appropriate or not depends on feeling, even intuition.

And according to the proficiency of the craftsman, this intuition will inevitably fluctuate.

To be honest, Zhou Chen's ability to get the glass to the level in front of him was completely beyond his expectations.

(End of this chapter)