Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 102 Dispatch

   "What are you thinking, my cousin is a blacksmith, how could he become a good member, but he didn't let his son learn to blacksmith. Recently, he is spending money on a relationship and wants to turn his son into a good member."

   "This is too short-sighted. If it doesn't work out, in the end his son won't be able to strike iron. Wouldn't it be fatal?"

   "Yamen recruitment, if the task is not completed, it will be beheaded."

   "Yeah, your cousin is too rambunctious, how can the handed down craftsmanship be cut off?"

  Ding Porcelain: "I also persuaded him, but blacksmiths are different from our porcelain smiths. They are often recruited into the army. How many blacksmiths in Xiping County used to be, but now my cousin is the only one left."

   "If you can't change your nationality, you'll die sooner or later. In the words of my cousin, you die sooner or later. It's better to let my nephew live a more comfortable life and learn to strike iron without having to suffer."

  Everyone thinks it is true.

   Zhao Hanzhang stood at the window watching them leave, and naturally he listened to their words.

  Fu Tinghan: "This reward, there should be many people in the manor who want to learn craftsmanship, right?"

  Ji Yuan couldn't understand, "Sanniang, if you are so relaxed, if these craftsmen flee, we will lose a lot."

  The craftsman is a craftsman. Although he has signed a living contract, if he runs away, Zhao Hanzhang can at most chase him away, and he will only ask for some compensation if he catches him.

   is not like a slave, life and death are in his hands.

   Therefore, the nobles in the world are all thinking of turning craftsmen into slaves, and few of them turn slaves into craftsmen.

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "The recipe is in our hands, and the material ration has never reached them. Even if they have skills, it is useless to run out without the recipe."

   "There are people who have the ability to get both the craftsman and the recipe from me, so I have a way to keep them from catching up with us." Zhao Hanzhang turned his head to look at Fu Tinghan, "What does Professor Fu think?"

  Fu Tinghan nodded, "Yes."

   Except for the first square glass, the recipes he prepared later have not been made public. Except for him, Cheng Bo knows about it.

   Fu Tinghan and Zhao Hanzhang are not stupid, the core technology must be in their own hands.

   Zhao Hanzhang said to Uncle Cheng who came in: "Select some smart and sensible teenagers from the manor and send them to the workshop, and let them teach."

   Chengbo: "The tenants here in Shangcai are still one floor away. Do you want to go back to Xiping to choose some people?"

  There are servants in the Zhao family, as well as poor clansmen, and even the tenants over there, whose loyalty is also on the people in this manor.

   Zhao Hanzhang pondered for a while and said, "No hurry, choose someone from this side first."

   Uncle Cheng understood and agreed.

   Fu Tinghan asked, "Who will take care of the recipe in the future?"

   He couldn't always prepare materials for them. With the recipe, he would naturally leave it to someone else to take care of it. Fu Tinghan was not interested in such repetitive work without any technical content.

   Zhao Hanzhang waved his hand: "Leave it to Zhao Cai."

   Cheng Bo hurriedly declined when he heard it: "Girl, Zhao is young, I'm afraid that he can't take on this big responsibility, so let him stay by Erlang's side."

"It's not too small, I think he did a good job in Luoyang before," Zhao Hanzhang said: "Let's pick someone else around Erlang, pick someone strong and energetic, and Zhao Cai will come over and take care of me. ."

   Zhao Hanzhang said with a sympathetic face: "I also feel distressed when I come back every day to see Zhao Cai limping behind Erlang."

   Cheng Bo couldn't say anything against it. He could only secretly hate Zhao for not being able to live up to his expectations.

   Erlang is a few years younger than him, so he never complained of tiredness or bitterness.

   As he was talking, Zhao Erlang came back dripping with sweat.

   He happily ran into the yard and shouted loudly before entering the door, "Sister, elder sister, I dismounted Uncle Qianli today—"

   Zhao Cai lowered his head and raised his legs to follow.

   Zhao Erlang rushed in front of Zhao Hanzhang as soon as he entered the room, put his stinky head in front of Zhao Hanzhang and let her wipe the sweat, then raised his face and waited for praise.

   Zhao Hanzhang asked, "Is Uncle Qianli not injured?"

   "He said no, but I think his **** must hurt, hahahaha..."

   Zhao Hanzhang knew that the problem was not a big deal, so he boasted: "You did a good job, your martial arts are advanced, and I will put you into the team tomorrow, how about giving you a rank?"

   Zhao Erlang's eyes brightened, "Is it an official?"

"That's it," Zhao Hanzhang said, "You're so long, you will have nine soldiers under you. You have to be responsible for training them, patrolling and practicing martial arts on weekdays, not only to let them listen to you, but also to protect them, you know ?"

   Zhao Erlang nodded after a little thought, "I know, just like Ji Ping."

"Now Ji Ping is the team leader, you are doing what Ji Ping did in the past, and you are the top," Zhao Hanzhang said after thinking about it: "It's Ji Ping, when you are in the army, you have to listen Ji Ping's."

   Zhao Erlang: "Didn't Ji Ping listen to me?"

"No," Zhao Hanzhang said: "The team leader Bish grew up and left the army. You are the leader and Ji Ping is a subject, so he listens to you, but in the army, you are the lower, he is the upper, so you You have to listen to him, the military orders are like mountains and cannot be destroyed, you know?"

   Zhao Erlang nodded ignorantly.

   Zhao Hanzhang then looked at Zhao Cai behind him, "Zhao Cai, tomorrow you don't have to follow Erlang and go to the workshop to be a steward."

   Zhao Cai, who was born without love, raised his head blankly when he heard the words. After being glared by his father, he reacted. He hurriedly knelt down to thank him and said yes.

   Zhao Erlang was still very reluctant to part with Zhao Cai, and said, "Then I won't have a playmate."

   "I'll choose another one for you," Zhao Hanzhang squeezed the muscles on his arm and said, "I'll choose a normal size for you, as lively and lovely as you."

   Ji Yuan and Cheng Bo looked up at Zhao Hanzhang and asked with their eyes, are you serious?

  Fu Tinghan nodded secretly. Originally, they wanted someone smart and smart to follow Zhao Erlang, who could not only mention him, but also take care of him.

   But now it seems that he should still play with boys similar to him at this stage.

  With Zhao Cai in the workshop, Fu Tinghan was much more relaxed and free, so he handed the recipe to him and devoted himself to the study of steelmaking.

   This made Zhao Cai both excited and a little frightened, and said to his father in private, "Father, the lady and Fu Dalang-jun also trust me too much, and my son can only repay him if he dies."

   Chengbo rolled his eyes and said, "Whoever made you die, you can take good care of the recipe, don't let people steal it, and don't let people figure it out."

   "I know, I just feel a little flustered that the girl gave me such an important thing."

"Then you can do more things. If you do more, you won't panic." Cheng Bo thought about it and said, "Isn't the girl going to the county town tomorrow? Come with me. There are some things she doesn't like to say. You rush ahead and be smart."

   Zhao Cai loudly answered yes.

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   See you at 10pm

   (end of this chapter)