The Great Industrial Ming Dynasty Started from Beiping

Chapter 31

Daxing.

Northeast Taiwan Village, Zhuzhuang Township.

Zhu Gaochi rode a horse and came here for the third time.

this morning.

Princess Yan suddenly told him to tell him not to cause trouble recently, otherwise he would be forbidden to go out.

Although the words were inexplicable, Zhu Gaochi felt faintly in his heart, and combined with the history he knew, something should have happened to the prince.

Since this is the case.

I have to speed up and implement the things in my heart early to avoid future troubles.

As soon as I entered the entrance of this village, I saw slag, iron slag, broken bricks and tiles, broken tiles, etc. all over the place.

What is even more amazing is that on both sides of the Fenghe River, there is actually a huge iron bridge made of slag.

There is a sign of King Yan's Mansion, and the road is unimpeded.

Yes.

This unremarkable village is where the iron smelter is located, and there are officers and soldiers stationed there.

The banner officer also recognized the eldest son.

If we say that the west of Beiping City is the mining area of ​​Beiping Prefecture, for example, Xishan mainly produces coal, and Shijingshan mainly produces iron.

Then here.

It is the "industrial zone" of Beiping.

It not only provides armaments such as armor, weapons, saddles to the army, but also provides high-quality iron tools to the people.

Everyone is a craftsman.

And Wansan, known as the head of the craftsman, is also here.

Daxing is in the southern suburbs of Beiping City, placed under sight and under protection.

The importance of craftsmen is self-evident.

Entering the east end of the village, there is a hill made of iron slag.

"Eldest son."

After hearing the news, several ironworks officials came to greet him in person, their faces full of enthusiasm.

Professional officials have a stable future and are well paid, but their real power is not as good as that of officials in science and technology.

The right thing to do.

How many people are there in a place governed by the parents?

The officials of the Iron Smelting Institute have power only in their own yamen, so how could they be comparable to magistrates of counties and prefects.

Not to mention the current civil servants, they haven't gained power yet.

Even if the civil servants gain power in the future, the special officer will not have the flamboyant air of the civil servants. Compared with them, they are generally more pragmatic.

"The eldest son is here, and the Tietai village is full of splendor."

Dongbeitai Village is the official name, but the common people call it Tietai Village. As the name suggests, iron is everywhere, and every family makes iron.

"We are idlers, and we dare not delay you, just to see how our new factory has been built."

Flower sedan chairs carry people.

Zhu Gaochi is just a 14-year-old boy, and he is not a prince, but he is using the name of Yanwangfu.

When Lao Yuan saw the group of them, he had already dismounted.

People are polite, but I can't be arrogant.

Zhu Gaochi has self-knowledge.

of course.

If he is like his second uncle King Qin, he will whip everyone who doesn't listen to him, and everyone will have nothing to do with him, they can only complain to his father.

Let his father punish him.

But this kind of practice is against the rules, not to mention how Zhu Di will punish himself, his reputation will be ruined first.

By the time.

When people mentioned the eldest son of Prince Yan's mansion, they would only avoid and dislike him.

Everyone exchanged greetings.

"I'll take the eldest son there."

"Ambassador Su, won't you delay your business?"

Zhu Gaochi didn't know many people in the iron smelting institute, but the chief official of the iron smelting institute must have known him.

When I was doing experiments in Beiping City, I needed a capable craftsman. Finally, I asked this person to introduce him, and the other party recommended Wansan to him.

Zhu Gaochi is very satisfied with Wansan, an old craftsman.

Su Guan smiled and waved his hands quickly.

Although the eldest son is small, after several contacts, he is not only approachable, but also very kind to others, and he is never arrogant.

And as a professional officer.

Certainly a professional eye.

Dagongzi's steam engine and briquettes in the coal stove, laymen don't understand the power of them, of course he understands.

Even if he doesn't understand.

The craftsmen of the entire Iron Terrace Village are boasting.

The more you listen, the more you know the benefits.

Good character and strong talent, although it is a pity that it is not in Taoism, but it is also worthy of praise.

So it seems.

Unless the eldest son commits suicide to ruin his reputation, the position of the son of the world will fall to the eldest son sooner or later.

Not even a bet.

I don't know how many years it will be until the day when the Eldest Young Master becomes the King of Yan. At that time, Guan Su doesn't know where he will be transferred.

Maybe he will return to his hometown as an official.

Officialdom has always been like this.

Unless there is a personal enmity, they will only flatter each other, let alone offend others easily.

Before walking in, I saw a few big houses.

Many craftsmen are connecting and expanding the already tall house.

Build houses on flat land.

Not to mention the expenses, but it takes a lot of time.

So Zhang Dehui spent some money and asked the iron smelter to vacate a few useless rooms in order to save time.

Both parties have their own needs.

at this time.

The courtyard wall has been built, and the signboard is covered with red cloth on the archway, which will not be opened until the opening day.

"If it weren't for Ambassador Su's support, the steam engine would still have to wait for the factory to be built, and I don't know if there would be a delay of several months."

The place where the steam engine is manufactured is still a borrowed ironworks.

months.

The money Zhu Gaochi earned was not mentioned, mainly because it gave him more time.

The army of the Northern Expedition has returned victorious, and the generals who have made great achievements have gone to Yingtianfu.

Princess Yan and Chang Shi got busy.

But Zhu Di didn't know where he went.

Zhu Gaochi didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Zhu Di's gourd, he only knew that his time was running out.

"The house is empty, and it needs to be maintained every year, otherwise it will easily collapse, and the eldest son will give you money."

Su Guan talked about yellow and white things, which showed his familiarity with the eldest son.

"The iron smelter is poor, just to subsidize their family."

"As it should be."

He knows the rules of society.

Technology has changed.

The rules haven't changed.

For example the United States.

People's corruption has been legalized, and they are called political donations, and all kinds of so-called charitable foundations are staggering.

Just in line with their Caucasian heritage.

With the development of the times, Chuyequan was hated by the society, so they changed it to redemption and collected taxes from Western people in disguise.

Take the lid off and take a closer look inside, it will make people feel stinky.

Only technology has changed.

Technology increases productivity.

"When our factory starts working, every month thereafter, we will subsidize one penny to the officials of the ironworks."

"It can't be done."

Zhu Gaochi's voice just fell.

Several officials around laughed from ear to ear, Su Guan's half-truth and half-fake politeness.

"This money is what the iron smelter deserves."

A penny is a lot.

It is equivalent to a few days' wages for officials for nothing.

Zhu Gaochi can afford even one tael of silver per person.

But there is no such reason.

It’s too late.

"Our factory takes advantage of the land of the ironworks, and there are many troubles. Please take care of it in the future."

"The eldest son is polite."

……

"Eldest son."

"Ambassador Su."

Two deacons, with a few buddies, ran over sweating, and greeted respectfully from afar.

Zhang Dehui is the big shopkeeper, he has a lot of things to do, it is impossible to waste all day on the construction site.

The specific affairs of the workshop were handed over to the deacons under the supervision and management.

Zhu Gaochi nodded.

I looked at the busy carpenters, bricklayers, masons, stonemasons in the factory...

"Tell the craftsmen to work hard and finish the work as soon as possible. After the completion of the construction period, we will reward each of them with a tael of silver."

"It can't be used. According to the order of the eldest son, our family's salary is [-]% higher than that of others."

The buttocks of the deacons have already sat on Zhu Gaochi's side.

This starts saving the owner money.

Zhu Gaochi couldn't help laughing.

But he is different.

He is not only a capitalist, but also a ruler.

money.

Do you keep it in your hand to eat ashes and dust?

He would not do such a thing.

A large amount of silver is distributed to ordinary craftsmen. Their expenses are not small, and they will not hide excess silver in the ground like landlords.

Ordinary people can't save much money, and they save money for everyday things. One tael of silver is not too much, which will only promote consumption.

The people are rich.

His market is big.

Isn't the prosperity of the market in Beiping Mansion just because of the prosperity of his pocketbook?

Done.

He looked at the officials again.

The group with the highest consumption in Ming Dynasty.

"So is the ironworks."

A nobleman is a nobleman after all, and he doesn't know how to lose money.

People are stupid and have a lot of money.

all of a sudden.

The new impression of Zhu Gaochi in their hearts replaced the original cognition.

The stupid son of the landlord's family.

Who doesn't love it.

(End of this chapter)