From Chief to Ball

"Father, what is the business?"

"The real thing is...you are eighteen this year. You have served in the army for two years in name, and you have performed well. You will go to the military academy in one year. At least, you have to learn how to shoot a gun? You have to learn how to ride a horse? No Show off!"

"As for me, I can say that I am not big or small. I can't compare with other rich and powerful people. I will send you directly to the Taixue or Jixia Academy. After all, our family is still weak. But hiring people Serving in the army, it is still possible to get you a place in the military academy from the army."

"But, in the final analysis, you have to rely on yourself after sending it to you. It may be a war with Qi in the past few years. You don't want to go to the navy, and the army...you know, they all line up to fight. , who knows if the bullet can hit you?"

"So, you have to become a quartermaster first, and I will find a way to transfer you to the rear during the war. After a few years, I will be relieved."

Chen Jian couldn't help but blurted out: "The rise and fall of China is everyone's responsibility. This war is going to the back..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Siwen jumped up angrily and said, "What did you eat today? Wasn't it you who asked me to transfer you to the rear? I wanted you to be a navy, and you said that to be a navy, you have to eat bean sprouts He Xianyu doesn't want to go; I let you go to the army, you said you were afraid of being shot by lead bullets, but now you talk to me like this? ? If it wasn't for your incompetence, why would I lower my face and ask for help? Get out of here!"

After being scolded, Chen Siwen took out a silver coin and threw it over before leaving, shouting, "Save some money! Get out!"

After Chen Siwen left, Chen Jian looked around. This should be his home. The decoration in the home is acceptable, but there is an air of arty everywhere.

Hanging on the wall are two expensive self-igniting pistols, a long knife, and a pair of crooked ink characters: Huaxia Wansheng.

He took out the silver coin that was thrown to him. There was a dragon printed on the back and a sailboat printed on the front. There was no alphabet at all, and one yuan was written in simple square characters.

This silver dollar is considered a considerable amount of income. In my impression, one can buy about [-] catties of rice. Of course, this considerable income is compared to hired workers who have nothing.

I recalled that the family had neither land nor any workshops, but relied on my father's salary to suppress pirates, receive kickbacks, and use the privilege of an officer to resell some goods and so on.

Although my father is a school officer, he is really not a character. The specific manifestation is that if he wants to enter the military academy, he has to pretend to serve in the army for two years, instead of directly entering those imperial schools or Jixia Academy.

In the small city of Fujian, the Chen family is still considered a person, and if they go to Xinxia, ​​the capital city, they will be nothing.

Compared to what Chen Jian wanted to do, he was really a man who spoke lightly.

Now is the era of bloody accumulation of capital, and the monarchies that have just been annexed are also developing rapidly, and various handicraft workshops and hydraulic workshops are developing crazily. Certain inventions emerge that eventually become all-consuming.

Compared with the childishness of the previous life, Chen Jian has matured a lot, and no longer thinks about fantasizing about the union of free people in the age when he was completely unable to reach the level of productivity—a real, non-petty bourgeois fanatical person. What to do should be to be the most qualified capitalist, not only bloody but devouring and unscrupulous.

This is the only way to advance the historical process, otherwise it is a utopian socialist, doomed to failure.

How to do things without money?How can you hire skilled watchmakers and blacksmiths without money?How to promote the technology without money and directly eliminate the old group of people?How to sail without money?How to bribe without money?How can you be an MP if you don't have money?How to accumulate without money?

Military exploits in this era are not easy to earn. This group has never had any aristocratic spirit. I have never heard of the legend that the bullets were not aimed at the officers. The problem with the bayonet has not yet come, but lead bullets and artillery shells will have Brownian motion after more than two hundred steps, and no one knows where they will fall.

He died with a snap, his points were zero, and his next life would be even more difficult.

Looking at the silver coin in his hand, Chen Jian sighed, "Poor!"

"You have also learned to cry poor? This is strange, let me ask you, where are you going to play tonight?"

Looking back, he saw a man of about the same age as himself, with his hair tied up, wearing this right lapel wide suit, with a round face, not fat, but rather handsome, with a piece of jade hanging from his waist, and a long decorative long handle. Sword, holding a book in his hand, the edges of the book have been ripped apart, and it is black.

Chen Jian recalled that this man was named Henry Zhang, whose name was Bo Lun. He was the eldest son of the tax official’s family in Mincheng. He was a playmate who grew up with him. He studied much better than himself. Next year, he will go to Xinxia’s Taixue in the capital city to study arithmetic. and statistics and such.

Henry Zhang approached Chen Jian mysteriously, handed the book in his hand to Chen Jianjian and said: "I got this good thing, it's a manuscript."

Chen Jian casually turned a page, and what caught his eyes was the words "Pull it apart... Random insertion... More than 300 times..." After reading it carefully, he felt bored, not because he was out of low taste, but Just a few adjectives over and over again.

"If it weren't for the nonsense of the people in the meeting, this thing could have been reprinted. A group of old men, what do you know? Hey, why did you cry there just now?"

Chen Jian turned his head to look around, and sighed: "Is there too much money? My family has no workshop or land, so it's not as good as your family owns [-] looms and shares in a cargo ship. It's all yours. My father is a school official, and this thing is not hereditary."

"Hey, can I ask you something?"

"Say it."

"Your father is a tax officer, can you show me the tax collection form, or if you know a lot of people, show me around."

Henry Zhang shrugged and said, “What are you doing?”

"Write a report and conduct an analysis and investigation of all sectors of Fujian City. See if there is any way to make money."

"Forget it, you still want to be a member of the council? Besides, how many words can you write?"

He does know the word class, and Chen Jian used it many times in his previous life, and the residual influence of this life is still there, but some more fruitless content has been deleted from the book.

Hearing this, Chen Jian thought to himself: "I can not only write, but also write. Most of these characters are copied by me. Can I not write? How the hell can I solve quadratic equations in one variable with geometry and algebra?" , do I have to tell you too?"

Chapter 3 A glimpse of the whole leopard

After leaving the house, he rode a horse and strolled in the busy streets, the horseshoes made a trampling sound, and a group of soldiers with spears and arquebuses were patrolling in the distance.

At this time, the matchlock gun was much stronger than in the previous life, both light and heavy.Now the only enemy is the country of Qi, which is isolated overseas. It has followed China's iron smelting and forging technology. The level of heavy armor is not low. There must be some guns that can break through heavy armor.

Flintlocks and bayonets are not listed, and musketeers still need spear protection. Because cavalry is too expensive, there are only a few left in the northern prairie generation in recent years.The Qi State is isolated overseas, and the cavalry cannot solve the problem. This has also led to the current military formation gradually developing towards a long-width and thin front after the civil war. way.

China now has no regular heavy cavalry, only a group of light cavalry in the bitter cold north, and they are all mixed into cavalry infantry. The whole of China can't catch 3000 regular shock cavalry.

However, the horse under Chen Jian's crotch is still considered strong, and there are a lot of horses, and Huaxia has not taken a detour in breeding.

"Let's go to the pier first."

Chen Jian yelled, and Henry Zhang got off the horse and said: "You can't ride a horse to the pier, there are too many people. Although our Mincheng is not as good as Xinxia and Huacheng, there are 10,000+ people. Go by boat, there are boats in the inland river."

"Be careful on the road, especially when passing through the slums, be careful of being stolen. Nowadays, there are more and more children stealing, and they will find a way to escape from the workhouse if they are caught..."

The two got off their horses, tidied up, and walked along a gravel road towards the river.

The road is very prosperous, with various shops everywhere, but through these shops, you can also see the low mud houses hidden behind.

In a dirty, urine-smelling corner near the river, several women in dilapidated clothes were eating at the door. After seeing Chen Jian, they swallowed their food in a hurry, and ran over to ask Chen Jian if he wanted to relax. They only needed [-] copper coins .

Chen Jian took a closer look. Their complexions were yellowish. Several of them had obviously disabled fingers, and some of them were probably the aftereffects of long-term labor, and their waists were a little bent.

Chen Jian stopped, Henry Zhang hurriedly pulled him, and whispered: "Are you crazy? Are you going to these people too? Be careful."

"I'll just talk to them."

"You are really weird today, but I've never seen you like this. I can't stand the smell here either. I'll wait for you by the river."

After they broke up, a woman pulled Chen Jian into the hut, and said as she walked, "This is legal, don't worry, we have a business license issued by the poorhouse."

He walked into the room with his head down, and there was a small printed business certificate hanging on the dark wall. Except for a dirty bed, there was nothing that could be called furniture.

However, on the wall next to the bed was a sticky drawing drawn in charcoal, apparently drawn by a child. On it was two adults pulling a child, with "Mom, Dad and I" written crookedly underneath.

He took out thirty copper coins and put them on the bed. The woman wanted to take off her clothes. Chen Jian shook his head and said, "Let's talk."

The woman grabbed the coins and counted them, and hurriedly hid them in her sleeves. Instead of a professional smile, she smiled sincerely and asked, "Are you from the Poor People's Party? Are you Are you going to be elected to the Council?"

Chen Jian didn't know what the Poor People's Party was, but he didn't refute it, and said along the way: "Yes."