Take the warehouse back to the end of the Ming Dynasty

Zhao Wen looked at Fan Zheng with a calm face, and asked, "What's the big deal about making money? What's the big deal about making money?"

Fan Zheng looked at the people in the hall, and it was obvious that he wanted Zhao Wen to drive these people out.

Zhao Wen looked at Fan Zheng and said with a smile, "They are all my confidantes, and they are worthy of trust. Brother Fan, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"Since they are all brother Zhao's cronies, then I'll just say it straight." Fan Zheng cleared his throat, looked at Zhao Wen, and said, "I heard that something called cement came out of this Longmen Fort?"

"Didn't I tell Brother Fan about this? You asked me before. My Longmen Fort is all made of cement, you know that too."

Zhao Wen didn't know what Fan Zheng was planning.

When repairing Longmen Fort before, Fan Zheng personally delivered things to himself. At that time, he even asked himself about the cement. How come it took so long and he forgot?

Fan Zheng nodded and said, "I know about this, but I didn't notice the value of it at the time. I've been staying at home these days, thinking about this issue all the time."

"Oh? Then what did Brother Fan come up with? How does this cement have anything to do with making money?" Zhao Wen looked at Fan Zheng and smiled.

Fan Zheng stood up and said anxiously: "My brother Zhao, do you really not understand what's going on here? There are several 10 taels of silver in here. My Lord Guard."

Zhao Wen was immediately confused by Fan Zheng, isn't this just broken cement?How come it has something to do with a few 10 taels of silver?There are many such things in later generations, and they may not be very valuable.

Zhao Wen didn't realize it for a while. This era is not an era of flooding cement in later generations, but an era of no cement at all.

Now this cement, to Zhao Wen, is like a hen that lays golden eggs.It's just that it's dark under the lamp, Zhao Wen didn't notice it for a while,

Fan Zheng rushed to Zhao Wen's side and said, "Don't you ever think about selling cement?"

"Selling cement? Where do you start with this?" Zhao Wen still looked at Fan Zheng with a bewildered expression.

Don't people in this era use wood to build houses?Why would you need cement?

Fan Zheng looked at Zhao Wen like this, and thought to himself: "This Zhao Wen is usually excited like a monkey, why is he so stupid now?"

"My lord garrison, this cement is a good thing. Building a house is not only fast, but also cheap. Think about it, how many city walls on the nine sides need to be repaired? There are millions of taels of silver. However, the city wall is still the same. It’s not that the generals don’t want to build it, but that the construction of the city wall takes a long time, coupled with the destruction of the Tartars, and the problems with the materials they used, which led to The speed of construction is slow."

"Brother Zhao, think about it, if those who need to repair the city wall buy cement from us, think about it, how much potential is there in it? As long as the repair is done with cement, the city wall will not only be repaired quickly, but also cheap. How many city walls in the entire Nine Sides need to be repaired? How much money can we make from it? Haven't you really thought about this?

Moreover, this is only for repairing the city wall, which is not a lot of money.Selling to the people is called big money.After all, it is impossible to repair the city wall every year.In these two capitals and thirteen provinces, there are many rich people.Especially those Lianghuai salt merchants, whose houses are almost catching up with the imperial palace. "

Zhao Wen was taken aback. He looked at Fan Zheng and said anxiously, "You mean to sell to the imperial court? Is this possible? Besides, don't those salt merchants like gardens in Suzhou and houses built of wood? Why? Will you buy our cement?"

Fan Zheng looked at Zhao Wen who looked like an idiot, and slapped himself on the face. He hated the iron and said, "I have my own way of knowing whether the imperial court will buy our cement. My lord, who said that these salt merchants can't buy it?" Do you like our cement? Our cement is cheap, fire-resistant, and easy to process. My lord, think about it, would those salt merchants with huge fortunes worry about storing their money in wooden houses? Aren’t they afraid of fire? Besides, I heard from you before that this cement is better than the three-component clay, and it can perfectly bond the bricks and tiles together."

Fan Zheng stopped, heaved a sigh of relief, and said again: "Besides, in this current world, which family's son will not build a new house when he gets married? I have calculated an account, according to the usual method of building, One room, one courtyard, three houses, one kitchen, and one hall cost at least 50 taels of silver. But if cement is used? The price can be lowered by half. The construction period can also be reduced by half, which is another sum of money. Besides, the building materials used by the imperial court to repair the city walls are relatively expensive, but ours are cheap, so why don't the imperial court use them?"

Hearing Fan Zheng's nagging, Zhao Wen's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said, "Then you mean we sell cement?"

Seeing that Zhao Wen had finally recovered, Fan Zheng moved the chair directly in front of Zhao Wen and sat down.

"I see, the two of us can join forces and build a big factory together. You will be in charge of making cement, and I will be in charge of selling it. At that time, the money we earn will be shared equally. What do you think?"

"You are good, but I still have a question."

"what is the problem?"

Zhao Wen spread his hands together, and said helplessly: "I have no money, I want to build a factory, but my pockets are cleaner than my face, and I have no money. I have already spent all my money in repairing Longmen Fort. Including All the money you gave me before has been spent."

Fan Zheng laughed, and said: "I thought it was a big deal, it turned out to be money. You don't have to worry about this matter, I'll figure out a way about money. You just need to build a factory."

"That's not good?"

"If there's anything wrong, it's settled. I'll go back first and make some preparations first, so I won't bother Brother Zhao."

Fan Zheng stood up and hurried out.

"Oh, by the way, I brought you ten carts worth of food and supplies. It's a small gesture of my gratitude. Please accept it, Brother Zhao."

Fan Zheng walked to the door, turned around and said something, and then hurried out.

Zhao Wen sat on the chair, pouted, recalling the scene just now.

At this time, Zhao Daniu interjected: "My lord, since this cement is making so much money, why don't we do it alone?"

Li Xiaoying looked at Zhao Daniu's dazed look, chuckled, and said, "Daniu, you can think of things simply. First, we have no money, so how can we build a factory? Second, we have no way out. Cement is produced. Where to sell it? Thirdly, Big Brother Zhao was taken care of by Fan Zheng before, so it might not be appropriate to kick Fan Zheng away and go it alone at this time."

Zhao Wen stood up, hit Zhao Daniu on the forehead with a chestnut, and said, "You are not even as good as a girl, and you still want us to go it alone? Do you know the power of the Fan family in Xuanfu, Datong and the court?" ?Our strength is very weak now, although we have so many powerful firearms, we can't go head-to-head with these behemoths right now? The first thing we need to do now is to accumulate our strength."

"For us, the matter of the cement factory is the fastest way to accumulate strength. As long as we have money and guns in our hands, what are we afraid of?"

It's not that Fan Zheng never thought of snatching the cement formula and production method from Zhao Wen's hands, but after careful consideration, he decisively gave up this idea.

First of all, Zhao Wenzhan is not the frontier army who wanted nothing but a garrison with more than 100 soldiers in his hands.

Although the Fan family is not small in these nine areas, if they do this, they will inevitably be said to be too ugly.

Besides, among the entire Shanxi Merchants, there are six or seven other merchants whose strength is similar to that of the Fan family. If you force Zhao Wen to their side, the gain will outweigh the loss.

In addition, I heard that Zhao Wen has a strange firearm in his hand, and he can kill hundreds of Tartars with only three or four people.

Although there is a lot of water in it, it also proves that Zhao Wen has an unknown powerful force in his hands.

If he was pushed too fast, maybe he would dare to kill himself.

Fan Zheng would not deny that Zhao Wen dared to do this, after all, the then commander-in-chief Hou Shilu was beaten to death by this kid.And I'm nothing compared to a general soldier.

And, it looks good now.Throughout the Ming Dynasty, Zhao Wenhui made cement, and the cement factory invested money in it.And at the same time responsible for sales.In other words, except for Zhao Wen, whoever wanted to buy cement in the entire Ming Dynasty could only buy it from himself.

In this way, still worried about not making money?

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Chapter 56 Spring Festival

Time passed day by day, and the New Year's Eve was getting closer.

The things that Zhao Wen and Fan Zheng discussed had to be put in the next year. After all, during this period of time, the land was frozen and work could not be started.In addition, migrant workers have to celebrate the New Year, and they can't find anyone during the New Year's Eve.

Zhao Wen stood in the yard, looking at the misty sky with snowflakes floating, stretched out his right hand, and caught a piece of snow.

Snowflakes fell on Zhao Wen's hands and melted quickly.

Li Xiaoying came out of the room wearing a cotton cloak.

"Brother Zhao, why are you standing in the snow? Are you afraid of catching cold?" Li Xiaoying hurriedly held up an umbrella and walked quickly to Zhao Wen.

Zhao Wen turned around, looked at Li Xiaoying, smiled slightly, and said, "How is it? Is the candied haws I bought for you yesterday delicious?"

"It's delicious, how can it not be delicious." Li Xiaoying blushed, nodded, and said happily.

At the same time, the entire Shuntian Mansion was also hung with red lanterns, and the entire street was full of people coming and going.

Countless hawkers gathered on both sides of the street, shouting hard.

These hawkers also took advantage of the New Year's Eve, planning to sell their goods at a good price and live a prosperous New Year.

The whole capital city is like an ocean of joy.This is exactly the case for Chinese people. Even if the past year was full of troubles, they would not show it during the New Year's Eve.

Pedestrians on the road have smiles on their faces, bargaining with the vendors.

The imperial palace is no exception. This year is the first year of Emperor Chongzhen's accession to the throne. In a few days, when the New Year's bell rings, it will be changed to Yuan Chongzhen. Therefore, the entire imperial palace is full of joy.

Wang Chengen, who is still just a little eunuch, stood in the imperial garden and shouted to the maids and eunuchs holding red lanterns: "This year is the first year of the emperor's succession to the throne. You all have to be careful on the big day of Lord Changing Yuan, if anyone makes any mistakes, don't blame me for being ruthless."

With a straight face, Wang Chengen shouted at the maids.

Cao Huachun happened to come over at this time, he looked at Wang Chengen who was directing the hanging lantern and said: "Chengen, come here."

Wang Chengen looked back and found that it was Cao Huachun, so he hurriedly put on an extremely flattering expression, and trotted to the front of Cao Huachun.

"Slaves see godfather!"

Wang Chengen made a big gift respectfully.

Cao Huachun looked at the well-organized Imperial Garden by Wang Chengen, and he was quite respectful to himself, so he said, "Chengen, you have been with me for five or six years."

"It's been six years since I returned to godfather." Wang Chengen lowered his head and said respectfully.

Cao Huachun nodded, and said, "Recently, the emperor lacks a servant serving tea and water. I think I'll let you go."

Wang Chengen was overwhelmed by this great surprise for an instant, and was a little stunned in place.

In the palace, being able to serve by the emperor's side was what countless eunuchs dreamed of, but they never expected that such a big surprise would fall on their own heads.

Cao Huachun looked at Wang Chengen who was trembling because of excitement, and said: "I think you are usually quite clever, so I asked you to be on duty in front of the emperor. You have to remember that in front of the emperor, you must be careful when doing things. Proper. Our emperor doesn't want to be like other emperors. Our emperor is ambitious and difficult to serve. If you make the emperor uncomfortable because of some trivial things, then don't blame the miscellaneous family."

Wang Chengen's head was like a chicken pecking rice, knocking on the icy ground non-stop, "Godfather, slaves respect godfather's teachings."

In the center of the Nuan Pavilion, there are three or four exquisite copper stoves, with high-quality charcoal burning inside, making the entire Nuan Pavilion warm.

The charcoal is mixed with fine incense, and the faint green smoke slowly emerges from the mouth of the beast on the copper stove.The whole warm pavilion is filled with refreshing aroma.

Next to the imperial case, there is a candlestick with a lampshade, which illuminates the front of the imperial case.

The young Emperor Chongzhen sat in front of the imperial case, wearing a red uniform and a Wusha Yishan crown, and kept correcting the memorials on the imperial case.

Unlike his elder brother and grandfather, Emperor Chongzhen handed over the memorial to the inspector of ceremonies for correction.He always does it himself, and corrects each letter by himself.

It is precisely because Emperor Chongzhen did everything himself that the eunuchs in the entire Chongzhen Dynasty were not as powerful as the previous dynasty.

Chongzhen finished correcting a memorial, put down the brush, took a sip of the tea Wang Chengen brought for him, lowered his head again, picked up the brush, and began to correct.

Chongzhen took a memorial from the imperial case full of memorials, and slowly opened it.

This memorial is different from other memorials. Most of the other memorials are congratulatory forms, which are to congratulate the emperor on the new year and the change of Yuan Dynasty.

This memorial is actually a memorial to report worries, and it was submitted by Yang He, the governor of the three sides of Shaanxi.

Chongzhen looked at the memorial and frowned tightly.

Wang Chengen stood quietly aside, looking at Chongzhen's appearance, he didn't dare to speak out.

The memorial reads: "Since August last year, there has been no rain in Shaanxi. After winter, there has not been a single piece of snow falling. The sky in many places is full of red clouds, the river suddenly stops flowing, and the water in the well suddenly becomes turbid. I am afraid that there will be a sign of severe drought, and I hope the court will make preparations early."

Chongzhen looked at the memorial, heaved a sigh of relief, and said to Wang Cheng'en, "Go and get the chief minister of the cabinet, Shi Feng, for me."

Wang Chengen bowed his body, stepped back and walked out of the warm pavilion.

After a while, Shi Fenglai, the chief assistant of the cabinet, walked into the warm cabinet.

"Did Aiqing hear about the severe drought in Shaanxi?" Emperor Chongzhen hurriedly asked when he saw Shi Feng coming in, not caring to put down the brush in his hand.

Shi Fenglai was taken aback for a moment, and thought, "Severe drought in Shaanxi? I ​​haven't heard of it, and the officials from all walks of life in Shaanxi haven't signed up."

"Your Majesty, I don't know. I haven't received any papers about the severe drought in Shaanxi in the cabinet office. I don't know where your Majesty heard about it?"

Shi Fenglai cupped his hands and said respectfully.

Chongzhen looked at Shi Fenglai's face and his tone, and felt that his words did not seem to be fake.

Chongzhen heaved a sigh of relief, and handed over the memorial on the table to Wang Chengen.

Shi Fenglai took the memorial from Wang Chengen, and read it at a glance.

After a few breaths, Shi Fenglai closed the memorial and handed it to Wang Chengen respectfully.

"Your Majesty, what's on this memorial doesn't explain anything. It's just a vision from heaven, and it can't be taken as real."

Shi Fenglai said slowly.

Chongzhen leaned forward, looked at Shi Fenglai with interest, and asked, "There is a vision in the sky? How do you say this?"

Seeing Chongzhen's interested expression, Shi Fenglai rolled his eyes and said, "It is written in this memorial that there are thousands of miles of scarlet clouds in many places in Shaanxi. Think about it, Your Majesty, the Ming Dynasty respected the virtue of fire and respected the red color. And this red Xia Ze and I secretly made peace with Chao Huode again. Your Majesty has not been enthroned for a year yet. In a few days, it will be a major event to change the Yuan Dynasty. Under such circumstances, Shaanxi and other places suddenly have thousands of miles of red clouds. What does this mean? What does this mean Your majesty is the son of heaven, and is protected by heaven and blessed by your ancestors. The red clouds that descended from the sky when your majesty changed the Yuan Dynasty are God's approval of your majesty."

Shi Fenglai saw the joy gradually appearing on Chongzhen's face, so he struck while the iron was hot, and continued: "This scarlet cloud symbolizes that our Ming Dynasty will be rejuvenated in the hands of Your Majesty, and it is a real auspicious omen."

As soon as Shi Fenglai finished speaking, he hurriedly knelt down on the ground, kowtowed three times and bowed nine times, shouting loudly: "I congratulate Your Majesty, and congratulate me."

These officials in the late Ming Dynasty had no other skills, but their ability to talk nonsense was strong.

This Shi Fenglai insisted on calling a precursor of a severe drought an auspicious omen, and completely concealed "the river stopped flowing and the well water was turbid".

Chongzhen looked at Shi Fenglai who was kneeling on the ground, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Aiqing is flat, Aiqing is flat. I think what Aiqing said is very reasonable, very reasonable. The whole Ming Dynasty is now in good weather, how could there be a big What about the drought? I think Yang He doesn't understand the true meaning of "Thousands of Red Clouds."

Logically speaking, it is impossible for any wise monarch to believe Shi Fenglai's words.

But for Chongzhen, who was determined to become Yao and Shun, that was not necessarily the case.

When Chongzhen heard that the vision came because of him, he automatically and selectively forgot the words behind the memorial.

Now Chongzhen is holding back his anger and is preparing to fight a big battle. How could he believe the nonsense of the so-called "severe drought" under such circumstances?

Chongzhen looked at Shi Fenglai and thought to himself: "The entire Ming Dynasty has been made into a mess by that thief Wei Zhongxian, and I have just ascended the throne, and there is such a strange phenomenon. It seems that I am really suitable to be the emperor. If the prince was me at the beginning If so, then the entire Ming Dynasty will not be reduced to this point."

Chongzhen looked at Shi Fenglai and said with a smile: "What Aiqing said won my heart, but I hope you can rot this news in your heart. I don't want to be said to be a Taoist who believes in auspicious omens and worships gods." The emperor."