Who asked him to engage in military industry in the world of high martial arts?

Chapter 69 Production is exploding, 1 guns a day!

Chapter 69 Production is exploding, 20 guns a day!

Sometimes, it's actually just an attitude.

What Chen Yongying is showing now is actually just an introduction.

The most important thing is to save their relatives.

To be honest, even if Chen Yongying is not so polite, it doesn't matter. He saved Wang Chunhua's life and there is no problem in keeping the two blacksmiths at least for five years.

But now, Chen Yongying has shown his attitude, which naturally makes people feel more comfortable.

"Okay, it's arranged."

"There is a bigger house over there. I'll use it as a blacksmith shop for you two." Chen Yongying pointed to a bigger house over there.

Blacksmith Wang and his son looked at each other and then nodded to each other.

"Let's go, let them move the equipment and stuff over in a while. I'm going to make a new one this time..."

"New equipment." Chen Yongying was a little excited.

Flintlock gun!

Because I have to find a blacksmith, but I have never had the time to make a flintlock gun. Then my half-skilled skills on the flintlock gun are not very good, so giving it to the blacksmith is the right way.

"Sashasha..." He began to draw drawings on the paper.

Both father and son came together to take a look, and it was obvious that both of them could understand the drawing.

There weren't many drawings of the flintlock gun, so they were drawn quickly, and it only took an hour.

"How is it?" Chen Yongying raised his head and asked the two of them.

"If enough manpower is assigned to you..."

"How much can you produce every day?"

"Hmm..." Blacksmith Lao Wang pondered for a while.

He raised his head and finally said seriously: "Arrange 8 people, my son and I will take 4 each, and we can produce up to 10 rods per day."

"For projectiles, just make the mold and pour it directly. There is no problem with 100 rounds a day."

"It can also be matched with the flint needed inside."

"Okay!!" Chen Yongying punched heavily.

OK, great.

Ten flintlock guns a day, something Chen Yongying had never thought about before.

The technology of this era was not bad, but it was not used for civilian purposes. After all, there were still things like steam trains and automobiles, but ironware for civilian use also received a lot of nourishment.

Therefore, when Blacksmith Lao Wang gave this number, he seemed very confident.

Chen Yongying's anxious heart immediately relaxed.

"There is also this blueprint, please take a look at it again." Chen Yongying turned to the previous page again, which was the blueprint of Huomen Gun. Since he agreed to the arms trade, it naturally had to be completed as soon as possible.

"Well... this is simpler. If the two of us do it together, it will be about 20 strokes a day." Blacksmith Lao Wang gave an exact value.

Chen Yongying nodded: "Okay!"

"Then you, father and son, work separately. One of you will lead the one in front, and the other will do the one in the back."

"No problem." Blacksmith Lao Wang nodded.

"I heard……"

"My benefactor, these slaves in your place are also free?"

His tone was a little complicated, and the cloudy eyes he looked at Chen Yongying also had a slight fluctuation at this moment.

"Uh..." Chen Yongying was startled when he heard this.

"That's true. As long as you are here, there will be no distinction between free people, warriors, and slaves. Everyone is equal."

In the end, Chen Yongying nodded heavily.

"Hahahaha..." Old Blacksmith Wang nodded with a smile, and then shook his head.

"Okay, then let's arrange two women for each group. Some delicate jobs are more suitable for women to do."

"By the way, I will definitely keep your drawing rotten in my stomach, and we, father and son, will never let it out."

"If it is rumored, I am willing to be killed by your hands." Chen Yongying did not understand the old blacksmith's words, and he did not understand his expression clearly.

After dinner in the evening, Yang Heng came over and told all the news about the new arrivals. Only then did Chen Yongying understand the look and tone of Blacksmith Wang just now.

"What? Old blacksmith Wang was actually a slave?" In the room, Chen Yongying was startled and asked.

"Yes, he is the fourth generation of slaves, the generation given freedom." Yang Heng nodded deeply.

"The children of the third generation of slaves will be handed over to the government, and finally raised by the government in an orphanage until they are four years old, and then handed over to an agency to be sent to work. This group of children will not be able to see themselves after they are born. family."

"But they will always be called the sons of slaves, and they won't be able to raise their heads for at least one or two generations."

"When Blacksmith Wang came to us, he concealed his identity, used his blacksmith skills to marry a wife, and gave birth to a son and a daughter. But in the end, his wife found out that he was the son of a slave, and he went to the government."

"The district chief at the time ruled that the marriage was invalid, all the property belonged to the woman, and the children belonged to the man."

"Although Blacksmith Wang is good at his craftsmanship, no one in our area thinks highly of him..." When Yang Heng said this, there was naturally no contempt at all. He was just repeating a simple fact.

Chen Yongying remained silent for a while.

He suddenly understood the meaning of Blacksmith Wang's look.

"What about other situations?" Chen Yongying raised his head and asked.

"This batch of new slaves are all good and in good health. Four of them are good at raising livestock, seven are good at farming, and one is a hunter."

"What female slaves basically do is take care of people, but they also do basic work."

Chen Yongying nodded.

There are no children in this group because children are generally left to be raised by slave owners and become a labor force when they grow older. The reason for the lack of children is that the dogs were born with slave traders and temporarily changed hands with their mothers.

"Choose 10 to join the team..." Chen Yongying thought carefully for a while and finally made a decision.

What happens next is very simple.

hiring!

train!

hiring!

train!

Then continue to expand, then climb the technology tree, and build the cannon as soon as possible.

Chen Yongying looked at the forest behind him for a moment, feeling a little bitter: "This Tiger Crouching Cannon will probably cost a lot of wood..."

1000 tons of wood...

That's eight or nine hundred trees.

At the rate of 20 pills a day, it would take a full forty or fifty days.

And the system can only absorb dead things, but it cannot absorb living things at all.

"Fuck..." Time is not the key, but money is. Chen Yongying has already begun to feel heartache.

because……

1000 tons of wood…

Moreover, they are fine beams.

Based on 900 pieces, one piece costs 2000 yuan.

That’s a damn 180 million! !

"This technology line is so high that it really makes me feel distressed. Is there any coal mine I can check out?"

【Ding! 】

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