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A pair of smelly socks were stuffed into his mouth, which made Hong Cheng almost faint.

After stuffing the socks, the servant, no matter how free Hong Cheng could get his hands free, he could pick out the smelly socks at any time and turn around and report back.

Hong Cheng picked out smelly socks and kept retching. His ancestors were merchants, and they passed down to his generation. They spent a lot of money on their own, gaining the reputation of a good man, and trying their best to make friends with famous scholars. Although they were often neglected, they often regarded themselves as famous scholars. How could they ever be so angry? His fingers at the door of the heating station were so angry that his face was so blue that he couldn't speak.

Since he was carried out and put on the ground, He Li has been paying attention to him. Seeing that he was so angry, he felt that the time was coming, so he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother, let me talk."

Hong Chengxun turned around and saw that it was a middle-aged scholar, dressed in plain clothes, and couldn't help but feel angry and shouted sternly: "What do you want to do?"

Can anyone step on him if he is so down and out?

He Li was not angry, smiled slightly, and said, "Brother, did he get angry with Wei Wei Cheng? Wei Wei Cheng was successful and had a higher vision than the top. No one took it seriously. It was purely normal to be angry with Wei Wei."

"Hmm?" Hong Cheng narrowed his eyes.

If an important official like Cheng Mo is in heaven, he will never be able to come into contact with such a person even if he is reincarnated. Friends in the circle usually talk about it, and then they are envious and jealous. How dare you use such a tone? Hong Cheng could spread the family business he passed down from his ancestors and was also a shrewd man. He immediately changed his smile, bounced the soil on his body, and bowed: "Brother, I know Cheng Weiwei."

"I know." He Li said naturally: "I met two years ago. The first time I met was in General Huo's Gongwen. But later he rose up, but I couldn't make any progress."

I met two years ago! Hong Cheng's eyes widened and said, "I wonder if you can recommend it on your behalf? I thank you very much."

He immediately changed his words and wondered what the person was from, and wanted to give him a few silver notes of five hundred taels.

He Li shook his head sadly and said, "Didn't you listen to me? He can rush into the camp and become General Huo's son-in-law. He is soaring, but I can't get promoted."

Although these words are complaints, they are tantamount to admitting that he is an official.

Hong Cheng is a civilian, a civilian who flatters the officials and wants his son to be an official. The biggest official he has ever met before was the county magistrate of Chang'an County, and the biggest official he has seen now is Tao Ran. However, the inconspicuous middle-aged scholar in front of him said that he could enter General Huo's Gongwo and had served as an official similar to Cheng Mo.

If Hong Cheng didn't seize such a good opportunity, he wouldn't be Hong Cheng.

"I don't know who the adult's surname is Ji and what position he holds. Can you speak with one step?" Hong Cheng said respectfully.

He Li smiled. When he said this to Hong Cheng just now, Hong Cheng's harsh voice was coming. Now the situation has turned around. He said, "There is a restaurant over there, and you and I might as well sit there."

There is indeed a small restaurant there. Yesterday He Li invited several craftsmen to drink and found out the story of Tao Ran giving Cheng Mo's beauty. Of course, He Li did not believe what the craftsmen said. Cheng Mo insisted that Tao Ran lock the beauty away. In his opinion, this was just a cover-up in case the news came into Huo Shuhan's ears. Cheng Mo must have placed another house to accommodate these beautiful women.

Hong Cheng naturally agreed and said very terrified: "Sir."

The two went to the small restaurant one by one.

Cheng Mo was completely unaware of the matters that happened at the door of the heating station. After handling official duties, he went to the workshop.

How big is it to be for so many blacksmiths to come together? Where should the pipes they manufacture be stored?

Cheng Mo instructed Zhang Qing to buy a piece of land nearby in the suburbs of Beijing and build a workshop as needed, and use it as a place for manufacturing pipelines in the front and a warehouse for storing the produced pipelines.

When the wind spread, a merchant named Shi Jian came to the door and said that there was a large courtyard outside the city covering more than ten acres of land. He was willing to offer it to the heating station as a place for refining pipelines and offering land deeds.

Cheng Mo was sure that he had no idea, so he went to the suburbs to see the yard in person. The road in front of the yard was unobstructed, and there was an open space behind the yard, about three or four acres, which happened to be a warehouse.

Cheng Mo was very satisfied with this place, so he accepted it and promised to bet a sum on the Good Man List.

The blacksmiths who came to report were arranged here. Cheng Mo made a metering quality evaluation and selected the winner every ten days, and the first place was rewarded. The blacksmiths were greatly encouraged and worked hard every day. Many people regarded the first place as their target.

Cheng Mo heard the sound of iron storing from afar. When he walked in, there were iron materials piled up in the yard, and there were craftsmen in each room making iron pipes.

First, when the production started, someone needed to watch it. Second, blacksmiths came to report, and Zhang Qing stayed here most of the time. He had to report Cheng Mo to come, and he quickly came out and said, "Why are the fifth brother here?"

Cheng Mo said: "I'll take a look."

Zhang Qing led the way and introduced: "I divided the craftsmen into five levels, each level has a yard. The fifth level craftsmen are at the master level. There are only two people at present, and they are specifically responsible for manufacturing No. 1 pipeline."

Pipeline No. 1 is a passage buried in twelve streets. It is large in size, so it is also large in cultivation, so it can only be crafted by master-level craftsmen.

"This won't work. Only two people can practice cultivation. When will they complete the required channels? You should promise to ask for me after completing the task and let them pass on the skills of cultivation to the fourth-level craftsmen." Cheng Mo said.

Zhang Qing touched his head and said, "Yes, why didn't I expect it?"

Cheng Mo went to the yard where the fifth-level craftsman was located, and there were two wing rooms in the east and west, which were the workplaces of the two craftsmen. The craftsman in the right wing room looked in his forties, with a big short beard on his chin and was swinging an iron hammer to hammer a pipe in front of him. Cheng Mo and others came in, but he didn't raise his eyelids.

No matter how his craftsmanship is, Cheng Mo is very satisfied with this concentration alone and believes that he is a good craftsman.

After half an hour, Cheng Mo looked at it, the craftsman honed the pipe in his hand and then put down the hammer in his hand and looked at Cheng Mo and Zhang Qing.

Is this done? Cheng Mo took the first two steps to carefully inspect the pipe. Seeing that the workmanship is delicate and the surface is smooth, it is indeed a good pipe. He couldn't help but praise: "Okay!"

The craftsman wiped the sweat from his forehead with a cloth and smiled and said, "Duocheng praised him. If it weren't for the bellows, it would be difficult for a villain to refine such good steel."

Without good steel, you can't make such a large pipe. After half a month of work, he felt that refining pipes was more difficult than refining swords.

Zhang Qing introduced: "This is Master Ye, Ye Feng, who is famous in Beijing, who has mastered a good sword."

Being able to refine swords means that this person is indeed a master. Being able to refine swords well is already a rare top figure in the industry.

Ye Fengxun thanked: "I dare not take it."

He is not a fool, so how could he not see that the handsome young man in front of him is above Zhang Qing? Because he is extremely polite in his words.... If you are reading books, you can search for "" and you can find this site as soon as possible.
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