What order is the bucket used for? Of course it is used to hold things!

It was the first time Mao Jue had walked through the back door. The No. 1, 2,000-material Dafu ship was only equipped with eighty large wooden barrels. When Mao Jue opened his mouth, Mao Youde directly gave him more than ten No. 1 battleships, and more than 1,000 large wooden barrels filled the open space in the villages of the three hundred households.

However, the quality of these barrels is really bad. As the garrison system collapsed, there was also the craftsman system that the Ming Dynasty relied on. It was originally decided to do things that were set up at the beginning of the founding of the country. With the corruption of the administration and the living environment became worse, most of them had already escaped. Even if there was no escape, they could not raise their spiritual production at all and fooled things.

As for those merchants who spent a lot of money to bribe officials to take orders from the court, they invested money in it, so naturally they could not bring out any good things. It would be good to make some tofu projects. It would be even more deceptive that they would use solid iron rods as gun rods and equip them to soldiers on the front line.

The destruction and depravity of the equipment was also one of the main reasons why the Ming army, equipped with a total of 40% of the firearms, was defeated by the Jurchen bow on the Liaodong battlefield. When the battlefield was in chaos, when facing Jiannu's golden swords and iron horses, which warrior had the will to fight?

Even weapons are like this, let alone these barrels. The only thing Mao Jue can be sure of is that these things are made of wood!

"This is also called a bucket? I said, why is the water on the boat always broken? If this thing is not broken, it will not be tolerated by nature! Damn, your wife uses this broken bucket to take a bath every day! His mother's surname is the king next door!"

It is said that the efficiency of a barrel depends on the shortest one, but it does not depend on the thinnest one, right? Looking at the huge wooden barrels that were about to catch up with the cage, Mao Jue's eyes were almost cross-eyed and he shouted in anger.

Listening to Mao Jue's angrily scolded, Pang Dahai couldn't help but look confused. He took a normal bath and was suddenly in a blush. It was understandable that he had a cuckold, but what was the hell of the surname Wang next door? What did it have to do with the bucket?

After being confused for a while, Pang Dahai then grabbed Mao Jue, who was still trying to draw a circle to curse some unscrupulous businessmen. The face that had become more and more like bitter gourd since he met Mao Jue was thrusting tragically, and his hands were trembling with his fists.

"Master Qian, these buckets have become repaired. Young people have become used to it these years, but..."

He looked back at the piles of wooden barrels like mountains, and Pan Dahai asked with a twitching corner of his mouth.

"But please Mr. Qian to give me advice, why do you make so many buckets?"

"Put the fish!"

Maggie said naturally by patting the pile of buckets beside him.

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The working people are really invincible. Some barrels have been broken into cages and are entangled by the women in the village with urla grass. They are plugged into pieces and repaired, and they are actually repaired without any leakage. Moreover, the wooden barrels wrapped in catkins seem to have more fragrance and heavy feeling of planting grass. Such barrels were repaired in one morning, and they were all loaded on several ships to break Cangshan. The ten-day training camp ended, and it was time to go out to patrol the sea again. More than 200 men from the three hundred households drove more than a dozen whistle boats and followed Cangshan, which were two main battleships.

Unlike the last time I ignored it, Mao Jue was like a different person, and with a few personal soldiers, he was also in high spirits. He came to the boat, pretending to know, and he kept saying nothing. As he shouted, the Ming army who was about to become professional fishing made him panic. Some of them did not stand firm at the bow of the boat and fell into the sea. Some of them were confused and two whistle boats collided together, and some even got stuck in the net.

He went to sea to fish twice a month but was one of the food sources of the three families. He really couldn't stand it anymore. Pang Dahai had to bite the bullet and drove Mao Jue down, and he would take him to command it himself.

Not to mention, I don’t know if he can command the war or not, but the man is really an expert in commanding the fishing. Under his dispatch, the ship that was still messy just now went smoothly, like a dense net, surrounding the fish. The sea in this era is still very rich. In less than half a day, there were at least a thousand kilograms of fish on the dozen nets, such as goblins, pikes, sea bass, and sea bass, which were leaping on the deck, looking quite gratifying.

If you harvest so much on weekdays, you should go back home. After all, the fish catch needs to be dealt with quickly and hung up and dried. Otherwise, it will not take long to rot and deteriorate, wasting the resources of the sea. The villagers will still have to go hungry, but who knew that this time, before Pang Dahai ordered to go back, Mao Jue stopped him there again.

The deck of Cangshan boat suddenly became a Shura field. More than 60 men were holding short knives and, under Mao Jue's clamor, they directly opened the fresh sea fish that had just been hit from the sea, threw their internal organs aside, and the fish's tail was cut off and discarded. The fish blood was flowing everywhere, with a fishy smell, and a large pile of fish gills and intestines were piled up. Mao Jue didn't let it throw it away, making people dizzy.

However, a few days ago, I had to use sea salt on Xiaolu Island. I applied a handful of them to the fish's belly and then another one on the front and back. The fish were placed densely on the bottom of the big bucket that Mao Jue was going to come. I worked until midnight and had eight buckets in total, pressing heavily on the bottom of the Cangshan boat. Looking at the scattered salt bags and the military households sitting on the ground with scarlet and tired hands, Pang Dahai suddenly realized. No wonder Mao Jue tried hard to get the salt, it turned out to be used to keep fresh.

But he still didn't understand, why did Mao Jue want so many fish?

Early the next morning, the three fishermen in the Hundred Houses who failed to return had to be driven away by Mao Jue and followed the fish to continue sailing deep into the Liaodong Bay.

This time it was considered an ocean-going operation. With a huge fishing fleet, Mao Jue caught fishing around Xiaolu Island to the deep sea for more than ten days, and obtained almost 10,000 kilograms of treated fish catches. He filled a hundred large buckets, and the Cangshan boats he pressed were heavy. If it were in the past, these fish and shrimp would have rotted a lot. However, it was such a simple knife and salt. Although the smell was not good, the fish in the bucket remained fresh and not rotten.

It was not that time when I went to sea, I could encounter a large number of fish, and it was not impossible to have no harvest. This long-term operation made up for the shortcomings of fishing before. When more than a hundred large buckets of fishermen who were so tired that they were almost exhausted, they rolled off the boat with shouts and shouting, the entire small fish village was almost boiling, and the big girl and his wife followed in surprise and watched.

However, what was thrown to them was a lot of ugly fish internal organs, which were inauspicious. These things were piled up at the bottom of the boat. The shops were really rotten a lot. The smell was that Mao Jue didn't dare to stay by his side anyway. As many people greeted his ancestors of eight generations, the fishermen pinched their noses and held shovels and basins, and then they brought all these things into the fields and buried them underground.

As for the big buckets filled with fish, Mao Jue borrowed more than 20 large trucks from the military's baggage battalion that afternoon and pulled them to Pidao City that day. Not far from the glass shop on the East Street, another fish shop was added.

The biggest difference between small peasant economy and commodity economy is that most of the former are produced and sold by themselves, small, scattered and isolated. The commodity economy is to explore all productivity, produce as much as possible, and send it to the market for commodity exchange.

Usually, the Pang Family House can eat enough, but it can't be preserved even if you get too much fish. You didn't think about taking out food at all, but Mao Jue had already started the idea of ​​seafood from the beginning. In this era, food and clothing have not been achieved. What I lack the most is food. A large number of sea fish poured into this market, which brought about considerable sales.

According to the records of some historical books such as "Jin Ping Mei" and "Food and Message Records", the price of fish in the Ming Dynasty was about 110 cents or 0.03 taels per kilogram. The price of this island was cheaper and could only be sold for 80 cents. However, the amount was not enough. Moreover, the sea fish that had been marinated with salt also saved a lot of salt money. Even the poor were willing to buy one or two tails and hung them on the wall for dinner during the holidays. In one afternoon, they sold more than ten barrels of 1,000 kilograms. There were also merchants who walked into the pass and agreed to order a few barrels and try selling them to Shandong.

In the evening, one-fifth of the seafood was sold. In the dizziness of Pang Dahai and Wen Meng, 80,000 to 90,000 heavy copper coins and twenty-six taels of silver filled a large box.

Looking at the money, Pang Dahai really wanted to cry. He was shameless and cried, saying that his father and mother had finally got some goods. He was worried and smuggled to the Houjin side with fear. It only took twice a year, and the hundreds of taels of silver he earned had to be evenly divided by three hundred households. It was considered a blessing from the Bodhisattva that he had eaten and drank for a year. In just one month, the money that Mao Jue had to pay was almost half a year.

Although the fish smell was so fumigated that Mao Jue really didn't want to eat fish anymore, he looked satisfied when sitting in front of the money box. It was actually a bit beyond his expectations for being able to sell so much on this Pi Island, but this result was expected.

Because some people have done this successfully.

Netherlands!

The 17th century sea coachman was famous even in Spain, the old colonial empire, and Portugal was also obeyed. However, the capital accumulation that the Netherlands started did not come from a large number of expensive commodities, but relied on fishing for small herrings in the Atlantic Ocean.

The West believes in Christianity, and there are almost 90 to 150 days a year, or even longer, out of fasting days, and no meat is allowed to be eaten. However, fish are not included in this ban. The growth of Europe's population and the development of land have extincted many freshwater rivers and lakes, which provides an excellent market for the Netherlands near the sea.

However, there are more than one country that fishes herring. Sweden, Scotland, Norway, and Finland also fishes herring and seizes the market in the Lufthansa League. In order to compete for the market, several wars broke out in the Netherlands, but what really brought about changes was a fisherman named William invented a one-size-fits-all method of preservation.

It is to dig out the herring's internal organs with one knife, then apply salt to it and store it in a wooden barrel. This way, the shelf life of a few days has been increased to more than one year, allowing the Netherlands to catch more herring and sell it to further afield. With this monopoly position, the profits brought by the monopoly can be imagined.

These were all seen when I was bored before traveling through time. Mao Jue didn't expect that he could use it. Although there is no fasting day like Christianity in the Ming Dynasty, it is now due to the Little Ice Age, and the whole northern grain production will be reduced on a large scale. As long as it is eaten, there is no need to worry about not being able to sell it. Today is just the beginning. Once the market in the inner city is opened, will the silver flow like flowing water?

Since there is such a prospect, the employees naturally need to win over it. Sitting on the ground and stretching their feet, Mao Jue kicked the heavy copper coin box directly in front of Pang Dahai.

"If you take these back, you three hundred households will be divided into it!"

"Ah! This..., Master Qianhu, how can this little thing be made!"

"If you ask you to take it, take it, stop talking nonsense to me!"

He hummed impatiently, and then a sinister look suddenly appeared on Mao Jue's face.

"The money is not for nothing. Lao Pang, go back and gather all your personal soldiers and those who can fight for me. Go back to the camp. I will block people tonight!"

"Clog people?"
Chapter completed!