Straight man of steel

Chapter 30 On the right track (recommendation ticket requested)
"Tomorrow I will arrange some work for you, which is similar to what you usually do. You don't have to worry about it. It's not early today, everyone, go back and rest."

After these people came out of the living room, they didn't stop discussing in their mouths, it was one tael of silver, and the annual expenses of ordinary people were only two taels of silver.

"My lord, do you really want to give monthly money to these people?"

Xiaoqing couldn't hide things in her heart, so she asked directly if she had any questions.

"They have one or two taels of silver every month, Xiaoqing, you have three taels of silver. When a girl grows up, she should buy some clothes and jewelry to dress herself up."

Although Zhang Yuan himself likes plain clothes, Xiao Qing is a girl, so he can't impose his own ideas on Xiao Qing.

"The servant girl doesn't need those, as long as she can stay by the young master's side all the time."

"Okay, I will agree to this request, my lord. Clean up the dishes on the table, and you should go to rest earlier."

"Here."

Lying on your own bed, this feeling is not too pleasant. This time, you don't have to worry about Zhuo Wenjun breaking in early in the morning. Sleeping as long as you want is one of the goals of life.

This sleep was sweet and dreamless, and Zhang Yuan woke up leisurely the next day when the sun was almost at the top.

When he got out of his room and saw the craftsmen chatting in the courtyard, Zhang Yuan realized that these people still had to adapt to their own rhythm of life.

Seeing Zhang Yuan leave the room, the big guys immediately stood up and saluted Zhang Yuan.

"Everyone, it's freezing cold. If I don't wake up in the future, you all stay in your own rooms, and you don't have to wait for me outside."

"Here."

Seeing these people nodding in astonishment, Zhang Yuan knew that he might have said some nonsense. It was the first time for these people to experience such a leisurely life.

He led the group of craftsmen around the yard, pointed out where to build a furnace for frying steel and a blacksmith's table, then pulled the carpenter aside alone, and let the others start working.

"Uncle Zhao, I have a picture here, you can't help me make it."

The carpenter Zhang Yuan chose was almost 40 years old, his beard and hair were all gray, he had no wife and children, and he had no hope in life. Zhang Yuan took him back to his place because of his pity. In fact, Zhang Yuan was not sure about the arrangement.

The picture that was taken out was the silk silk after the system had materialized. Zhang Yuan was not worried that it would be leaked at all, because he could not find ten people in Linqiong who could read all the characters on it. It certainly does not include the carpenter Uncle Zhao.

The products produced by the system must be high-quality goods, let alone the content on this silk, it can be sold for a few taels of gold.

Uncle Zhao, the carpenter, wiped his hands on his clothes as if he had seen a great treasure before taking the silk from Zhang Yuan's hand and opening it for a closer look.

After a quarter of an hour, Uncle Zhao, the carpenter, nodded to Zhang Yuan.

"My lord, this picture is clearly marked. If this old slave is alone, he can get all these out in half a month."

Including the blowing wooden fan, there are only twelve parts, but the lying wheels may take longer. Hearing Uncle Zhao's affirmative answer, Zhang Yuanxin put it in his stomach.

People in this era are very simple, and lying is the right of those dignitaries.

If an ordinary carpenter is in someone else's house and fails to do what he promised, the owner's family has the right to life or death.

"Well, Uncle Zhao, you have been busy making this crouching water raft these days. Just tell me what you need. It will be really useful at that time, and I will reward you."

When Uncle Zhao heard that there was still a reward, he immediately knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to Zhang Yuan.

With enough money saved, Uncle Zhao might be able to find a wife, and he probably prefers the one who takes care of the family.

"Thank you sir."

"Okay, get up and get busy."

"Here."

Before bringing these craftsmen back home, they also took a few sets of tools they needed from Zhuo's workshop. Anyway, they belonged to Zhuo Wangsun, so they didn't take them for nothing.Not to mention the tools, Zhang Yuan planned to go to the Zhuojia Workshop to get the iron ore lime powder that must be used in iron smelting in the future.

Seeing everyone working in full swing, Zhang Yuan went back to the room and copied the books in his memory on the bamboo slips.

Worried that the knowledge in his memory would gradually fade away over time, Zhang Yuan had to take this stupid approach.

Fortunately, the former student majored in logistics management. Zhang Yuan probably won't be able to use this kind of knowledge in his life, so he first copied the geography knowledge from his memory.

I don't remember much about where there are mineral deposits and where there are plant resources. It only took Zhang Yuan a day to transcribe all of these.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the craftsmen had already built two furnaces, one for producing cast iron and one for producing wrought iron, both parallel to the stream.

Zhang Yuan did not forget the task of the system, and he was very greedy for that reward.

Coal mine distribution map, if it can be mined, surpassing the Zhuo family is not a dream at all.

If you want to make ten utensils out of carbon steel, you must first have steel.

It has to be steel smelted by pouring steel.

The two furnaces had to be running, and the iron ore had to be pulled from the smelting workshop.

Without further ado, Zhang Yuan led nine craftsmen towards the Zhuojia Workshop, where there were bullock carts that were used to transport goods on weekdays.

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"What, Mr. Zhang, the Patriarch never told me to give you iron ore."

Iron ore is the lifeblood of the Zhuo family, and it is impossible for Uncle Li, the manager, to give the ore to Zhang Yuan without hearing from Zhuo Wangsun.

Zhang Yuan sighed, if he knew this was the case, he should have gone to the Zhuo Mansion to ask Zhuo Wangsun for instructions before coming to the Zhuo Family Workshop, now that Uncle Li, who is in charge, is gnashing his teeth, it is very difficult for him to let go.

"Uncle Li, please wait for a while. The boy will go to the Zhuo Mansion to ask the Patriarch for instructions. Can you let them load the car first, so that the boy can take it away when he comes back."

Uncle Li thought for a while and then nodded. As long as the ore does not leave the workshop, he cannot be held responsible.

Seeing Uncle Li's consent, Zhang Yuan took people to the back to load iron ore and lime powder, and ran to Zhuo's mansion by himself.

After going to Zhuo's mansion, he asked for a warrant, and Zhang Yuan ran back again.

Going back and forth for an hour made Zhang Yuan's legs a little weak.

Seeing the warrant, the steward, Uncle Li, let Zhang Yuan take nine carts of iron ore away. On the way home, Zhang Yuan lay down on a fairly flat rock and began to rest. The rest of the craftsmen followed on foot. It's the people from the workshop, and they will pull all the ox carts back later.

(End of this chapter)