Every time Jiannu invaded, he would plunder a large number of people. Among these people, there were all kinds of people, and of course there were all kinds of talents, but the most were craftsmen, all kinds of craftsmen, copper smiths, blacksmiths, carpenters... Basically, there were 360 ​​craftsmen in every industry.

Zhao Yunfu is a painter. Their family has been printing New Year's paintings for generations, and they can also print them. Of course, they can also do business. With this skill, they have accumulated a lot of wealth in their family business. However, after Jiannu came, they had nothing left. After being plundered by Jiannu to Chenyang, they rely on their skills to print color paintings such as New Year's paintings in Jiannu's seal shop, and they did not suffer much. They just became slaves.

After being rescued, Zhao Yunfu was incorporated into the army like others at the beginning, but soon he was brought to Qian Degong for a casual painting. Even until now, Zhao Yunfu remembered the angry look of the military sect at that time. At that time, he thought he was going to die.

Later... not only did he not die, after learning that he could print color paintings, the military gate also asked him if he could print them.

Then, under the order of Qian Junmen, Zhao Yunfu found his apprentice and master in Chenyang Seal House again, and everyone printed them. He could print tens of thousands of paintings every day. Those paintings were later sprinkled on Jiannu with sky lanterns.

Later, like others, Zhao Yunfu retired, but he did not choose a territory. Even if he could choose a territory based on his merits, he called on his disciples and masters to set up a seal shop in Dalian, even if he started his old career.

Not to mention, as the first private seal shop in Dalian, his business is indeed good, but he is not satisfied with such a seal shop.

What more business can you do?

At first, he fell in love with fishing and earned money. After all, every household in Dalian eats sea fish, but fishing requires going out to sea, and someone needs to know how to use a boat on the sea. The people around him are all laymen.

A layman must not interfere in the affairs of an expert. After doing business for so many years, he certainly knows what this sentence means.

What business is there?

It was at this moment that his eyes fell on the musket.

In fact, he is not unfamiliar with muskets. Next to the Shiyinfang in Shenyang is the weapon-making workshop of Yu Hengsi, where craftsmen make bird guns, and even in his Shiyinfang, there are disciples who can make bird guns.

He did it as soon as he said that although bird guns were different from muskets, with a damaged musket, he still found a craftsman to copy the bird guns, set up a workshop, and sold more than a dozen of them smoothly. Although the profit was limited, this thing was very popular just as he guessed.

But unexpectedly, before he could expand the workshop, the people from the General's Mansion were invited there.

Case, the case happened...

After entering the house with trembling fear, Zhao Yunfu's heart was squeezed into a small hand. He hesitated whether to kneel or not. According to the rules of the Ming Dynasty, there was no need to kneel, but according to the rules of the Qing Dynasty... it was wrong. It was Jiannu's rules that he had to kneel down. Should he kneel or not?

"Caughter, Caoci Zhao Yunfu meets the prince, the prince is lucky..."

As soon as he said that, Zhao Yunfu wanted to bite his tongue. He was used to being a slave. In addition to being upset, he looked up and felt up and down.

The crime really happened!

Isn’t the prince holding a musket made in the workshop?

Looking at the heavy rifle in my hand, even though its barrel has been carefully polished, some forging marks can be vaguely seen, especially parts such as gunshots, and the marks of hammering are clearly visible.

It was indeed a musket made during the Chongzhen period!

Pure handmade!

I didn't expect that someone would imitate it so soon. It's really not easy. It seems that we really can't underestimate these ancient people, especially these skilled craftsmen in ancient times.

It would be great if it could be made more refined. In fact, Zhu Guoqiang didn't know that the reason why this gun was not fine enough was because the main one was too urgent to buy.

Looking up at the businessman entering the house, Zhu Guoqiang smiled and spoke.

"No gifts, and give them to sit."

Although he was given a seat, Zhao Yunfu did not dare to sit down in a big way. He only sat half of his butt, held his knees with both hands, but his palms were sweating.

"Is this what you made?"

"Return to the prince's words, it was made by the craftsmen in the workshop."

"Why do you think of creating this?"

Zhu Guoqiang asked indifferently.

Zhao Yunfu, who was shocked, was about to kneel down quickly. Zhu Guoqiang quickly spoke to stop him.

"Stop kneeling, I just asked, but I didn't want to pursue anything. Besides, the Ming Dynasty did not ban people from making muskets. I wanted to ask, why did you think of making muskets? Is it easy to sell?"

Although the military law of the Ming Dynasty prohibits privately owned vests, plaques, fire tubes, cannons, flags, and numerals, etc., those who should be imprisoned, are prohibited from being punished by privately crafted men.

But I really can’t help but bird guns, Folang machines, why... Bird guns are not fire tubes, Folang machines are not cannons.

OK, this is a word game.

Not guilty?

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yunfu felt relieved, but since he was innocent, what did the prince come to him for?

"Okay, easy to sell..."

Zhao Yunfu nodded and answered quickly.

"At that time, Caomin thought that since everyone was scattered into the garrison, he would definitely not be able to sleep well without a guy in his hands. What if the Tartars came here? Therefore, it would be easy to make muskets. He happened to know a master who made bird guns. However, the bird guns were not as good as those in the prince's army. Later, he found a broken musket and made them accordingly..."

Listening to Zhao Yunfu talking about his gun making, Zhu Guoqiang sighed in his heart. If we count the days, the first musket in Dalian should have been built first in his workshop.

It's enough to cheat.

In fact, it is not considered a cheat. Except for the firing machine that fires the gun, the difference between the musket and the bird gun is not very big, at least the barrel is the same. Only a blacksmith shop is needed for manual making.

The reason why Zhao Yunfu was able to build muskets so quickly was because he found some skilled workers... They had all made bird guns, so they quickly made new muskets.

"Well, it's rare that you can see the business opportunities in this," Zhu Guoqiang's tone was still very kind, and there was a smile on his face.

"Don't be afraid..."

"The people are afraid..."

Zhao Yunfu thought to himself: It would be strange if you are not afraid of such a big shot!

Zhu Guoqiang smiled:

"Your workshop is too small. In this way, I will pay 10,000 taels of silver to find you a place and provide some equipment. What about you, continue to build muskets!"

Zhao Yunfu was immediately confused. What does the prince mean? Continue to build muskets?

What's going on?

"Well, the muskets made in military factories can only be supplied to the military for a time. As for the people, they don't care about it for the time being, but the people also need weapons to defend themselves. So build another factory to build it. You are responsible, and you will calculate 20% of your shares. How about it?"

In an instant, Zhao Yunfu's tears were almost falling!

Let’s not talk about how much money these two components are worth, just the identity of this prince’s lackey is something that ordinary people can’t ask for!

"Caomin is willing to die for the prince!"

Excited, Zhao Yunfu immediately stood up and kowtowed to the prince.

Zhu Guoqiang did not correct his legacy, but just smiled:

"Okay, the military preparations of the garrison need these muskets. If everyone has muskets in their hands, the Tartars will not be arrogant anymore! By the way, you are the first person in Dalian to do musket trading. Tell me, what are the shortcomings of this musket at present?"

In fact, this is just a casual question. There should be nothing wrong with this kind of firing gun. After all, it is an epoch-making "black technological weapon" at the level of the 19th century.

"this……"

Facing the prince's question, thinking about it, Zhao Yunfu replied,

"Criminal, our muskets are indeed very convenient, much more convenient than bird guns. You don't need a fuse, don't worry about rain, and it's even more flexible to ignite, not as troublesome as bird guns... However, the villain has come into contact with some military households, and they think our muskets are all good, that's the fire hat!"

What?

At this moment, Zhu Guoqiang was stunned. This fire hat is the core of the musket. For an era, it is simply equivalent to the black technology of the outer zenith star.

They actually think it's not good enough!
Chapter completed!