The New Year is a very important festival in Chinese traditional culture, a tradition, and a desire to a better life. During the Chinese New Year, no matter the rich or poor, they will work hard to buy something, change into new clothes, buy New Year’s goods, and have fun together. During the Chinese New Year, even the creditors will not be annoying to come to collect debts.

Many creditors will choose to collect debts desperately before the New Year, so many places have the words of "New Year's Eve". It is like passing the New Year. As long as the New Year comes, the "Term" will be passed.

However, it is difficult for some people to feel the joyful atmosphere of the New Year. For example, those who do business abroad or displaced refugees, Zhao Sanqiang is better because he is the former and a person who does business from home. Although he cannot reunite with his family, there is no need to worry about food and clothing. At least, in front of the large number of refugees, this Zhao family's child still feels superior.

Huangba County is a county in Hanzhong Prefecture, Shaanxi Province. It is located at the junction of Shaanxi and Sichuan. In the past, it was because of its important geographical location, many tourists and merchants. It is a prosperous place. However, since the insurrection broke out, the number of refugees here has increased day by day, and there are many inside and outside the city. The reason is very simple. These refugees all want to find an opportunity to enter Sichuan, the "country of Heavenly Prefecture" to make a living, but they were rejected by the officers and soldiers guarding the pass and stayed here.

Refugees to cause trouble and bury bodies became the most troublesome thing for Huangba officials: Once a person gets crazy, he can do anything, and hunger becomes the biggest cause of trouble. In addition, people starve to death every day, and these need to be buried in time to avoid the epidemic. For those refugees, if they want to survive, it is best to be favored by their boss, either as a coolie or a slave. When the refugees see Zhao Sanqiang riding a horse looking at the refugees as if they are picking animals, they know that the opportunity has come. They work hard to lift their chests and make themselves stronger.

Pick. If you have the chance to survive, if you don’t, continue to starve until you starve to death or be killed.

Zhao San said in a powerful voice: "My master has some of the farm tools broken. Now he wants to hire a few blacksmiths to repair them. Are there any blacksmiths who can repair them?"

It turned out that this time the blacksmith had to repair the farm tools. Many people lowered their heads in frustration and continued to bask in the sun. Someone hesitated for a moment and raised their hands: "This master, the youngest is a blacksmith, I can repair it."

“How can I”

“My craftsmanship is the best.”

After one person stood up, a few more people stood up to sign up. For them, as long as they had a bite of food, not to mention selling their skills, they could even sell their bodies.

One, two, three, four, five, not bad, there are five. Zhao Sanqiang nodded, pointed at the five people and said, "Okay, only you five, come with me."

Five craftsmen were taken to a workshop on the outskirts of the city. Each of them drank two bowls of porridge with pickles, which was to restore some strength to work. Then each of them got one or two broken farm tools to start repairing. Several blacksmiths were a little strange: those tools seemed to be intentionally broken. There was no need to hire five blacksmiths to hire so many farm tools at once. What's even more bizarre is that there were several sets of repair tools.

It doesn't feel like it's repairing a farm tool, but it's in a skill competition.

However, now he is "a mother who has milk". Several craftsmen dare not ask the reason or talk about wages. Anyway, they do whatever they ask for. Just give them a bite and work hard to do it well. When the customers are satisfied, they will ask for love and take a few steamed buns back to chew for their family members. Then they will be satisfied.

In less than an hour, all the farm tools were repaired. Zhao Sanqiang took a casual look and each person rewarded 200 cents to pay the wages. Then he asked someone to take out a plate of big buns and put them on the table. He then took out a five-tall silver ingot from his arms and put them on the table with a "bang" and put them on the table. He said lightly: "There is another thing, that is, when we were in business, we encountered bandits, and a few knives were broken. Whoever could repair weapons? As long as they were repaired, they would belong to those buns and the ingots of silver."

steamed stuffed bun!

As soon as the bun came out, the five craftsmen's eyes widened and their saliva was flowing. For everyone, they had eaten the bark and grass roots and had eaten anything they could import. I haven't tasted the taste of this meat bun for a long time. The smell of the meat was so greedy.

However, these people dare not act rashly. Being able to repair farm tools and being able to repair weapons are completely different. An apprentice can repair farm tools, but a skilled craftsman dare not repair weapons easily. The main reason is that the requirements are too high, and he can only be built if he can repair them. These craftsmen are advanced among blacksmiths.

Zhao Sanqiang was a little embarrassed and said, "Since no one knows, then forget it, come and see off the guests."

One of the craftsmen, who was nearly fifty years old, looked at the silver on the table, then looked at the dozens of big meat buns on the plate, swallowed, gritted their teeth, and suddenly started to speak, "Master, let me try it."

"Oh" Zhao Sanqiang was delighted, but he said calmly on his face: "Okay, come and try it."

The old craftsman whispered: "If I could repair it, would these buns and silver be mine?"

"That's right, as long as you have the ability, all the buns and silver are yours." Zhao Sanqiang said with a serious look on his face. After saying that, he waved his hand, and soon someone took the old craftsman to another room for him to work.

After the four craftsmen with average craftsmanship left, Zhao Sanqiang let out a long sigh and said to himself: "Life is so miserable. I've only been out to find someone. After searching for a few days, I finally have a reliable one. I hope this is a bit real, and my son-in-law can really make trouble..."

"Ah... Chao" Just when Zhao Sanqiang was talking bad things about Lu Haoshan behind his back, the majestic Lu Qianhu seemed to sneeze in the study of Qianhushou.

"Sir, it doesn't matter if you stay healthy, right?"

"Yes, sir, you have to take care of yourself." When Lu Haoshan sneezes, the three craftsmen sitting in the study were a little cramped and greeted him quickly.

Lu Haoshan rubbed his nose, smiled embarrassedly, and said kindly: "I am fine, three craftsmen, please introduce yourself."

The three people sitting in the study were representatives of the craftsmen. They were a little nervous and waited for the arrangements of the Qianhu Lord.

The three craftsmen looked at each other, and the old man with a little white beard said with some restraint: "When it comes to adults, the younger one is called Zheng Kang. Everyone calls me Old Man Zheng, an old carpenter. If an adult has a carpenter, the younger one must do it with care."

"The little Lu Dahua is a bricklayer." Lu Haoshan saw the words of a middle-aged man sitting in the middle.

The last one is tall and has strong upper arms. Needless to say, this one is the representative of the blacksmith. After his introduction, his surname is Ji and his name is Hong. He is an old blacksmith with more than 20 years of experience.

"Zheng Dajiang" Lu Haoshankong suddenly spoke.

This craftsman is also divided into high and low levels. Ordinary ones are called small craftsmen, while those with old qualifications and good craftsmen are called big craftsmen. Lu Haoshan is called big craftsmen, which is a kind of respect.

As soon as Lu Haoshan opened his mouth, he called Zheng Kang's name, which scared him and quickly responded: "Sir, the young one is here."

"You are now the leader of the carpenter team. You choose three carpenters with good skills to stay as assistants, and the rest let them go back to the hundred-household office first."

Carpenters mainly make some furniture and equipment. Because the smelting technology in the Ming Dynasty was immature and the intensity of iron ore mining was limited, the carpenters had more work. In Lu Haoshan's plan, carpenters did not occupy an important role, so it was enough to let him choose a few people with good skills to stay.

Old man Zheng quickly retreated.

After Old Man Zheng went down, Lu Haoshan took out a drawing he drew and handed it to Lu Dahua beside him. Lu Dahua took it and saw that the drawing on the paper was a stove-like thing, tall and looked weird. Fortunately, it was not difficult to understand. All the sizes were marked very carefully, and any requirements were listed above, which could be said to be clear at a glance.

"Lu Dajiang, how about it? Can you do this?"

Lu Dahua thought for a moment, nodded and said, "If you say so, this thing looks a bit complicated, but if you think of a solution, it should be fine."

It would be fine if there is no problem. The pattern Lu Haoshan took out was a blast furnace for iron smelting. This design was very popular in later generations. It increased the temperature in the furnace to better separate impurities in iron ore and improve the quality of iron. Only good materials can create a better quality firearm. Lu Haoshan must first solve it, which is the material problem.

The design is backward and can be improved slowly, but it is difficult to overcome the backward material. Take muskets as an example. There are many defects in the material. As you hit, there are either cracks or trachoma. The update frequency is too fast, which is simply a waste.

"Okay," Lu Haoshan took back the drawings, nodded and said, "Okay, Lu Dajiang, you can also pick a few helpers to stay here, let them go back the rest."

"Yes, Lord Qianhu." Lu Dahua also breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I didn't disappoint Lord Qianhu. If Lord Qianhu was disappointed, maybe the three guys who sued the criminal complaints would be their role models. When Lu Dahua thought of the current miserable situation of the three informants, he felt a little scared.

No, it's said that this Qianhu is a vicious man, but he looks at his smile and has no airs. He doesn't look like it. Is there any misunderstanding? Forget it, I'm just a small craftsman, try to avoid getting angry.

After solving two problems in a row, Lu Haoshan was in a good mood. He turned to look at the last craftsman, blacksmith Ji Hong. There was no outsider at this time. Lu Haoshan said straight to the point: "Ji Dajiang, I ask you, can you repair all the damaged and worn muskets in this thousand households?"

Unfortunately, Ji Hong did not go as smoothly as the first two craftsmen. When he heard Lu Haoshan’s question, he quickly responded: “Return... If you say that, the young ones can repair farm tools and swords, but the young ones can’t do anything about the muskets. Only the top craftsmen in the Military Weapon Bureau can repair them.”

Can't repair it?

Lu Haoshan was somewhat disappointed and continued to ask: "Then will you build those muskets?"

What? Build a musket? Ji Hong was shocked and responded quickly: "No, no, this musket is an important military material, and ordinary people cannot fight... Build it, if it is built privately, then it will be sued." (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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