Beginning to become the second ancestor

Chapter 191 Firearms 189
When Feiyu came, Song Yuanxuan was standing by the lotus pond.

The ice in the lotus pond is still very thick, and all the leaves of the remnant lotus have fallen off, leaving only a few stems still supporting.

Feiyu bowed and said softly: "I don't know what the young master asked me to do?"

Song Yuanxuan turned his head and glanced at him, then said softly: "The Frogmen have a boat, and when I leave the capital, I will take your boat.

When you arrive in Wenning County, your boat will be waiting there. I have something for you to do, and one more thing, do you know the horse seller?I need hundreds of horses. "

Feiyu thought for a while, and then said softly: "Young master, horses are in short supply, there are more in Youzhou and Beizhou, and there are quite a few horse dealers in the capital.

I will inquire in the next few days, and if there is any news, I will definitely inform the young master!It's just that a horse costs about two or three hundred taels of silver, which most people can't afford. "

"You don't have to ask about the matter of silver, I'll take care of it!" Song Yuanxuan responded.

Before, he asked the roots of the Brotherhood to buy horses. I believe he will be able to buy some, but not too many.

Fei Yu nodded and said: "Young master, then I will arrange it right away, you should have the imperial examination the day after tomorrow, right?"

Song Yuanxuan was startled, his eyes fell on Feiyu, and he said softly: "You also know the news?"

"I am such a rough person and I don't understand these things, but it has already spread outside, the young master Lianzhong understands Yuan and Huiyuan, so in the hearts of ordinary people, it is the reincarnation of Wen Quxing.

The news about the young master spread widely, and it almost became something that must be said after dinner. There were even many people who wanted to send their daughters to the young master's Zhuangzi. "

Fei Yu said with a slight smile, with an indescribable charm on his pale face.

Song Yuanxuan was startled, then shook his head and said, "Don't worry about these things, you can go."

Flying Fish saluted, then slowly turned and left.

Song Yuanxuan was still standing by the lotus pond. After a while, Xue Xia came over from the side, holding a black cloak in his hand and covering his shoulders.

"Lang, it's getting cold, let's go back." Xue Xia said softly, then lowered his voice: "Lang, I have already exchanged 500 million taels of silver, and put it in the main house. What should I do next?"

"Let's put it aside for now, and arrange it when we leave the capital." Song Yuanxuan responded, then turned to look at her, and took her hand.

When returning to the house, Luo Qingcheng greeted her from the side, Song Yuanxuan looked at her and said, "Did Nan'er tell you?"

Luo Qingcheng asked with a puzzled look: "Master, what are you talking about?"

Song Yuanxuan was startled, and then realized that Zheng Nan'er wanted him to talk to Luo Qingcheng about this, after all, he was the head of the Song family.

"During this time, you can go to Fanghua Building and learn from Nan'er for a while, and Fanghua Building will be handed over to you in the future." Song Yuanxuan said softly.

Luo Qingcheng was startled, then lowered his head and said, "I'm afraid I won't do well!"

"I believe you!" Song Yuanxuan replied, but he felt in his heart that these words seemed to be very strong.

A gleam of joy floated in Luo Qingcheng's eyes, and taking over Fanghua Building meant that she would become the big shopkeeper of Fanghua Building, and this status was much stronger than now.

"Master, thank you." Luo Qingcheng said softly, her voice choked with sobs.

Song Yuanxuan shook his head and said: "You deserve it. After all, you are Nan'er's daughter. I said before that you don't have to be so polite in front of me. I didn't take you seriously."

This sentence was pretended invisibly, as if he had become Luo Qingcheng's elder, and he had suddenly risen to the height of her father.

Thinking of this, his heart still jumped, which was really a bit inexplicable excitement.

But he still turned around and left. When Luo Qingcheng got up, his face was slightly flushed, with a bit of indescribable charm.

When Wang Dong came back, it was past noon, and he brought back fifty veterans.

In the front hall, Song Yuanxuan was sitting among the chairs, Wang Dong leaned beside him, and said in a low voice: "Master, Lu Fang has already left, and in the next few days, everyone in the village will leave.

So from now on, I have to arrange the follow-up matters, and I will leave Zhuangzi after everyone has withdrawn. I will arrange a new coachman for the young master in the past few days. "

"The day after tomorrow is the palace examination. The matter over there will end tomorrow, so I just don't go out tomorrow." Song Yuanxuan shook his head.

Wang Dong responded: "Young master, I will go to Zhuangzi in a while. I have made arrangements for these two days, and I will accompany the young master into the palace the day after tomorrow."

Song Yuanxuan nodded and said: "Okay, you go, don't leave anything behind."

Wang Dong nodded: "Young Master, don't worry, I will ride over there and there will be no trace left."

After finishing speaking, he backed out, and when Song Yuanxuan was about to return to the back house, a guard walked in hurriedly, saluted and said: "Master, the young master of Fan Mansion is here."

Song Yuanxuan responded quickly: "Please."

Fan Zhuangzhuang's visit this time was probably related to the craftsmen of firearms.

When he came to this era, what he wanted most was to be able to make firearms, which were the sharp weapons of the industrial revolution.

It's just that he was an executive in the previous life, and he didn't have the talent in this area. He only knew some formulas of gunpowder, but he was still far behind in the research of materials, and it was useless to have the formulas.

So if a suitable craftsman can be found, he can provide some ideas and let these people do it. It should be possible to improve gunpowder and muskets.

Fan Zhuangzhuang walked in slowly, like a mountain of meat, wiping his sweat while walking.

"Brother, I'm still sweating in such a cold weather. I have to lose weight. From now on, I will definitely listen to my brother and eat less fatty intestines." Fan Zhuangzhuang said cheerfully.

Song Yuanxuan shook his head, and said with disgust on his face: "What's the use of talking about it? I didn't even see that you were thin! Just eating less fat intestines won't do much, you have to eat less meat."

"Eat less meat?" Fan Zhuangzhuang screamed, and then yelled: "Brother, kill me then!"

Song Yuanxuan glared at him, and then he lowered his head and said softly: "Brother, I listen to you, can't you eat less meat?"

"Eat more vegetables." Song Yuanxuan said seriously.

Fan Zhuangzhuang nodded, wiped his sweat and said, "Eat more vegetarian dishes."

"Okay, third child, what's the reason you came to see me?" Song Yuanxuan asked.

Fan Zhuangzhuang then sat in the chair next to Song Yuanxuan, half-lying there, exhaled and said: "Brother, I have all the craftsmen you asked me to find, here is the list.

They are very interested in 100 taels of silver a year. As long as you can cancel their household registration, they will follow you, and most of them will take the whole family with them.

Like the craftsmen of the Gunpowder Bureau, these crafts are handed down from generation to generation, and are not passed on to outsiders, so one person is a craftsman, and the whole family is a craftsman.

Brother, I just found seven people, but these seven people represent seven families, and there are more than 30 craftsmen in total, including a top-notch old craftsman who has been awarded by my father.

That is to say, the gunpowder produced by the Firearms Bureau is not very powerful, otherwise he will not retreat now, and will still manufacture gunpowder and muskets in the Gunpowder Bureau. "

Song Yuanxuan took the list and glanced at it, and suddenly there was a touch of joy in his heart, this will become one of his retreats again.

This time, he didn't restrain his inner thoughts, because this thought was too powerful, and he couldn't suppress it for a while.

If the improvement of gunpowder and muskets is successful, the crisis will fade and the enjoyment will be more.

　Three more!This episode is over again, and an updated episode will start tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)