Chapter 46 The First Financial Crisis

"If Maitreya is on the upper body, don't mention it again!" Zhu Bashiyi frowned and waved his hand hard. "I have seen it from other places and copied it out. It has nothing to do with the gods and ghosts!"

As a person who has integrated the souls of the 21st century, the least he likes to do is to pretend to be a ghost. However, the more this happens, the more everyone feels that he has a good origin. Whenever he sees him doing something new, he will naturally draw on Maitreya Buddha.

This time, the result was the same. After hearing his words, the craftsmen immediately looked at each other and agreed in unison, "Yes, the governor said he would not mention it, the younger ones would not mention it! If someone asks about it in the future, the younger ones would say that they had figured it out by themselves and would never dare to let this thing have any connection with the governor!"

"Huh--!" Zhu Bashiyi exhaled in depression, but had no choice but to do anything to these people. He had to try his best to lead everyone's attention to the drill bit. Squatting on the beach, picking up a grass stick and slowly drawing a picture, and whispering: "When drilling, don't support the iron stick itself. After a long time, people's hands will definitely move, and when the hand moves, the hole will definitely tilt. You make a wooden stool with holes under the drill bit, insert the iron stick into the hole, then clamp it with wooden strips from all sides, and nail the wooden strips with nails. Finally, use the drill bit to drill from the top and down, try a few more times, and you will definitely drill a straight hole in the iron stick!"

"Yes, the governor's method can definitely do it!" The craftsmen nodded frequently, and were moved by the behavior of Master Buddha's son who risked his life to reveal the secrets of heaven to the world.

Zhu Bashiyi didn't know that he had become a powerful person who could compete with Prometheus in the Western legend. He felt that the only inventory in his stomach had already fallen almost. He stood up and shouted: "Then you build a few more water trucks by the river, bringing water hammers and drilling machines together. If you can drill out the iron pipe, try the work of polishing the inside of the iron pipe, and can you use the water truck to push it. In any case, within half a month, I hope to get the first finished product!"

"Yes! Governor, don't worry, you can see the first iron pipe within five days!" All the craftsmen are old craftsmen, how could they be stumped by the remaining details?! I immediately bowed together and swear to ensure that the task was completed in advance.

One step closer to his musket dream, Zhu Bashiyi was in a very happy mood. He waved to everyone, led his personal soldiers back to the house and waited for the good news.

When he got up early the next morning, he was about to go to the workshop to see the operation of the water hammer and drilling machine. However, the captain of the personal soldiers, Xu Hongsan, came in to report and said that Su Changshi and Yu Sicang were here to ask for a meeting.

"Take the two of them in! I have told you how many times. Su Changshi can come at any time if he wants to see me, without reporting in advance!" Zhu Bashiyi glared at Xu Hongsan and reiterated unhappily.

"Yes!" Xu Hongsan Committee agreed aggrievedly and ran out to take the people. Seeing this, Zhu Bashiyi immediately understood that it was probably Mr. Su who insisted on asking Xu Hongsan to come in first to report. He smiled helplessly and walked to the door to greet him.

Although Mr. Su had plotted against him, he was just to save his life. Later, he served him with the word "loyalty". Especially in the fierce battle outside Xuzhou City, the old liar actually changed his previous timid and fearful death, followed him tightly with a spear, and did not say the word "retreat" from beginning to end.

This made him feel a lot of respect in his heart. Therefore, he no longer guarded every time and treated Su Changshi as his own person. Su Changshi also knew that except for Zhu Bashiyi, no one would be so loyal to him in his life, so he devoted himself even more and secretly vowed that he would rather work hard to pieces and help his lord achieve his lord's career!

However, today, Mr. Su was obviously here with a lot of resentment. As soon as he saw Zhu Bashiyi's face, he bent down without even giving gifts, raised an account book to his head with both hands, and said loudly: "I am not accustomed to the position of a low-level talent and a little knowledgeable person. I dare not be a corpse anymore. As the chief of the Left Army, I also have to ask the governor to ask for another cleverness!"

"Where is this?" Zhu Bashiyi heard that he immediately knew that the old guy was giving up. He quickly held Su Changshi's arm with both hands, "Come on, don't worry, sit down and talk slowly if there is anything I have done inappropriately, just point it out in person. We have all lived and died together."

When Zhu Bashiyi heard the four words "Life and Death" from his mouth, Mr. Su's eyes immediately turned red. He stubbornly took a step back, shook the other party's support, and choked and said, "The governor knew that he was grateful for his kindness. Even if Su died ten times in his life, he would never repay him. But the lives of more than 6,000 soldiers of the Left Army were all on this thin account book. So Su, Su, dare not take any corpse position and ask for a wise man. Please, please find another clever! From now on, Su will be a personal soldier and let it go for the adult to lead the horse and kick it off!"

"Nonsense!" Seeing that the old guy was so aggrieved, Zhu Bashiyi was angry again. He stepped forward and grabbed the account book, threw it into Sicang Yu Changlin's arms. Then he grabbed Mr. Su with both hands and threw the person directly into the chair he often sat on. "Sit down, talk about it if you have something to do. Then use resignation to threaten the governor, and the governor will confiscate your home and destroy your clan!"

"Uh!" Mr. Su was scared and couldn't cry immediately. Zhu Bashiyi glared at him again and ordered loudly: "Hurry up, what's wrong?! Don't go around with me. If you have the time to play puzzles with you, I might as well go to the schoolyard for a few laps!"

"Humbling job, humble job!" Mr. Su opened his mouth and shed tears before he could speak. Yu Changlin, who stood beside him, had to salute Zhu Bashiyi and report loudly: "Don't blame the governor. The Chief Secretary's actions were a little rude, but they were also to make a long-term plan for the Zuo Army. At present, the money and food in the warehouse are only enough for ten days. Ten days later, the Zuo Army General has no copper coins available, and the soldiers may be hungry!"

"What?!" Zhu Bashiyi was startled and didn't bother to comfort Mr. Su anymore. He glared at the sight of him and asked, "How could this happen? Has Zhao Changshi seized the food and salary of Zuo Jun again?"

"There has never been a lie to our Zuo Army on the side of Changshi Zhao!" Yu Changlin shook his head and reported truthfully, "But the governor has given rewards to craftsmen in recent times, used copper materials to make pipes, and spent money to buy all kinds of secrets from other craftsmen. The price set is unprecedented. Therefore, the warehouse of Zuo Army is "

"How much money is that? And I didn't let them move the food?" Before Chang Lin finished speaking, Zhu Bashiyi interrupted loudly. Recently, he was eager to get out the firearms and rob the army of the Yuan Dynasty to equip the war soldiers under his command before equipping the muskets of the Mongolian Yuan court. So he spent money a little ruthless, but it was not as cruel as he actually spent the public funds of the Zuo Army!

"Sir, you did not let anyone move the food!" Yu Changlin was not in a hurry, and slowly calculated the detailed accounts with Zhu Bashiyi. "But the military ration allocated by Zhao Changshi was calculated based on two stagnant per day for each soldier, one stagnant per day, and the auxiliary stagnant could be used occasionally, which was a handful of stagnant. However, our left army, including the auxiliary stagnant who did not have to go to the battlefield, was two stagnant per day. And they could eat it openly. In this way, daily food consumption was 50% more! In the past, if you had spare money, you could buy some from vendors. Recently, the remaining money in the warehouse was less than two hundred stagnant, and the price of grain soared several times. The grain that can be bought with two hundred stagnant copper coins was distributed to 6,000 soldiers, and each person was less than half a pound, and a meal was over!"

"I need so much? Then the rewards that General Manager Li gave to Zuo Jun last time should be left with some of them, right?" Zhu Bashiyi heard it and asked unwillingly.

"The reward given to Zuo Jun last time by General Manager Li, in accordance with the order of the governor, he gave each brother who died in battle, burned money for each brother who was seriously injured and disabled. The remaining soldiers who followed you to kill the lowly, as long as they survived, will be three guan per person. In addition, the expenses of building grenades, the expenses of repairing armor and the expenses of building weapons for the soldiers," Yu Changlin said, slowly opening the account book. He pointed it out to Zhu Bashiyi in line.

"Okay!" Whether it was Zhu Dapeng, the 21st century otaku, or Zhu Laonian, the 14th century pig-killer, he was not interested in the account books. He just glanced at it and felt dizzy. He sighed and said loudly: "If it is gone, it is gone! Lao Su, go to my mansion to see. If there are any antiques, calligraphy and paintings that can be sold, just sell them out. That thing cannot be eaten and cannot be worn."

"The calligraphy and painting market in Xuzhou is almost ruined to the end!" Mr. Su immediately jumped up from the chair like a spring and protested loudly, "No matter how good the antique calligraphy and painting is sold openly like you, it will not be sold at a price. Besides, I am afraid that the Mongolians will come to massacre the city, so the wealthy families in Xuzhou will rush to move elsewhere. How can I buy any antique calligraphy and painting collections?!"

"Then find a few reliable brothers and take them to other places to try. There will be no war everywhere, right?" Zhu Bashi scratched his head helplessly and said angrily, "Otherwise, look at the land under my name? Didn't General Manager Li give me more than 10,000 acres last time? You can sign up at the Yasper to see if someone has a business?"

Whether it was Sesame Plum or Zhao Junyong, they had a very strong habit of collecting land. On the day the city was broken, the largest group of landlords and ranchers in Xuzhou City, Mongolian Daruwachi and a group of Han officials, were killed. The land that these guys seized over the years fell into the hands of the Red Turban Army. Sesame Plum could not bear to let so many fields be thrown away. After the beginning of spring, they simply divided a large piece of each general who was over a thousand commander according to their position. Zhu Bashiyi made great contributions in both battles, so he accumulated more than 20,000 acres in his name. All the Korean prisoners distributed to the Left Army were placed in farming, and they could not grow them!

According to Zhu Bashiyi's own idea, it would be better to sell these lands to others instead of planting them in his hands. Unexpectedly, as soon as his words emerged, Mr. Su immediately beat him back. "There are some wastelands outside Xuzhou City. The chief executive only assigned 20% of the taxes for the refugees. Whoever gave the refugees can do it. Now everyone can't finish the land, who will spend money to buy land! Besides, when buying land at this time, what should I do when the imperial army fights? Who would recognize the transactions made by our Red Turban Army in the group of officials in the Mongolian court?!"
Chapter completed!