I am Peter III, Emperor of the Hexagon of the Goose Kingdom

Chapter 208 From ancient times to the present, the banks of the Neva River have been the territory of the Mint!

"My purpose is to take down the Caspian Sea. As for why, you can understand it as the Holy Mother's revelation."

Bestutev was stunned, and it was Shengqi again.

Then he took a breath of cold air.

His Majesty even said that he wanted someone to give someone, and he wanted money to give money. If 800 million rubles is not enough, he can continue to ask for it.

This is obviously not taken from the treasury, how much money has your Majesty saved!

Looking at the green light from Bestutev's eyes, Peter shook his head and said:

"I earned the money so hard, save some money and treat it as the treasury owes me."

Bestutev immediately said:

"Yes! Your Majesty! Your Majesty uses personal wealth to make up for the country. It is really a blessing for the country!"

Bestutev was very excited. Although he didn't know if the holy revelation was true, His Majesty has not made any mistakes so far.

And if he guessed correctly, if His Majesty wants to take the Caspian Sea, he must use troops.

fight!

The War of Austrian Succession to the Throne has been over for a while, and His Majesty has hardly participated in this war, so what kind of changes can the war that His Majesty personally deploys bring to Russia?
What Bestutev is more certain of is that once the Caspian Sea begins to be occupied, the Ottoman Empire, which is also relatively close to the Caspian Sea, will definitely not sit idly by.

The Ottoman Empire blocked the outlet of the Black Sea and incorporated the entire edge of the Black Sea into its territory. If there was no Baltic Sea, Russia would almost become a landlocked country.

Since Peter the Great, it has always been a strategic mission of the country to have the Baltic Sea in the northwest and the Black Sea in the south. Now that His Majesty finally has information about this, how could Bestutev not be excited.

Time flies, and more than a month has passed in a flash.

The Urals, one of the most developed places in Russia’s metallurgical industry, are nearly 4 kilometers away from Moscow. In the Urals, as early as the 3th to [-]rd centuries BC, the Urals had a bronze metallurgy industry. Although the original method of ironmaking was used, the development level was relatively high.

Starting from the 9th century, raw blowing method was used to make iron, and 23 large metallurgical factories were built in Ural during the reign of Peter I.

The ore seams in the Ural area are relatively shallow and easy to mine. The ore is rich in iron and has less impurities. It is rich in high-quality, fusible, natural alloy ores with shallow ore seams, and the dense forest belts provide rich fuel for metallurgy.

There are also abundant waterways near the mine, which are suitable for building dams and reservoir hydraulic facilities, which can provide kinetic energy for smelting.

In the past, the large factories in the Urals mainly smelted iron, followed by copper, but recently that is changing.

The Karal family are workers belonging to the Nevyansk factory in Ural. Since the factory was established, their ancestors have been workers here.

But today, when Caral and his son came to the factory, they found that the workers were all gathered together, and the supervisors and supervisors they were familiar with were shouting with loudspeakers.

After listening to it for a long time, Caral and his son realized that the manager was actually telling the workers to let most of them stop producing iron ore and start firing red bricks.

The workers discussed:
"My lord Pierre, iron ore is easy to sell, but what is the use of burning red bricks? If you spread them on the ground, you won't be able to gather them together. No one will buy them anywhere!"

"Yes, my lord, let's produce iron ore."

The workers looked at the steward, anxious one by one.

They are all industrial serfs, they do not belong to any kind of noble lords, but belong entirely to the factory.

Compared with factories in other places, they can barely get enough food and clothing by producing iron ore in the Urals.

After all, this is a metallurgical center, so even if the person in charge takes the lead, he won't be too harsh.

And all this is entirely due to the fact that iron ore is not worried about sales, but if red bricks are produced...

Red Brick and the others know that no one buys that thing at all!
Pierre, the steward, scanned around and was also puzzled by the order from above. If the river transport enters the freezing period for half a year, if nearly half of the iron ore blast furnace equipment is converted into fired red bricks at this time, if sold What should I do if I don't go out?
Pierre complained in his heart, didn't the aristocrat above know that this was not a blind decision?

But he was also very helpless, he was just a manager, seeing the reluctance written on the faces of every worker, he lowered his face and shouted:

"Just let you do it. It's not like you guys haven't fired bricks before, but now you're just going back to your old business. No matter how miserable you are, you still have a meal every day."

Pierre didn’t say anything, and when he said it, he felt a burst of resentment, and the whispers of the workers gathered into a voice that could be easily heard:
"There is no energy to work with one meal a day. In the past, we burned red bricks and starved to death."

"Those British lied to us for burning bricks and lost money, and then they didn't want the bricks that were burned later. How many people died of starvation at that time, Mr. Pierre, please tell the master above."

"Yes, my lord, this is a matter of human life!"

About human life?

Pierre sneered, are these serfs worthy of killing?
It seems that he was too kind to them before.

Pierre picked up the trumpet, and said in a chilly voice:
"Those who don't want to do it just stand up, and ten lashes a day are enough to make you forget about starvation."

The scene suddenly became quiet.

Karal and his son looked at each other, feeling bitter.

Little Caral's daughter-in-law had just given birth and was in need of nourishment, why did this happen to her?
At this time, in St. Petersburg, where the Neva River flows, in order to facilitate operations, the Mint is built along the river.

Recently, the workers of the Mint found that blast furnaces were built not far away, which were nine meters high.

Coinage requires copper smelting, and they, who are no strangers to blast furnaces, were immediately puzzled. What is the nine-meter blast furnace for?
Then, when the red bricks came out one by one, the people at the Mint couldn't help being dumbfounded.

They mint money here, and trash next door?
Earl Arwell of the Mint was very dissatisfied. He rode a horse to the rough construction site, looked down and said:

"Who are you in charge of here?"

A dark-faced, thin old man timidly walked forward, nodded and said:

"My lord, I, I am."

"what's your name?"

Awell felt annoyed for a while. These people looked like serfs. Although the mint was basically serfs, it was much more pleasing to the eye than they looked.

After all, kopecks, rubles are made.

The swarthy old man replied respectfully:

"My lord, my name is Felpwich."

"Phelpovic, I order you to move out immediately with your people. This is the site of the mint, and you can't make these things if you want to make them!"

Aweil scanned the pile of neat red bricks condescendingly, and a thought came to him, the appearance is not bad.

But this idea quickly disappeared, and the banks of the Neva River belonged to the Mint from ancient times to the present.

Instead of refining these bricks.

(End of this chapter)