"General Xiao Mao, grace is limited! Just give up some shares! One percent, one percent is fine!"

It's really a matter of men and women's defense. Good guy, I went to Fuyin to clean up the manor, and two big businesses were just wrong. Gold mines, steam engines, and all of them were valuable than the thousands of acres of farms. A pair of charming big eyes were red. In Adrena's murderous eyes, Luo Ning grabbed Mao Jue's arm and begged for love sadly.

Unfortunately, there is no father and son in the mall, and it doesn’t matter if the gold mines are. From later generations, Mao Jue knows how much profit the steam engine is. He shakes his head like a rattle.

"If it is not done, the share transfer must be passed through the shareholders' meeting. This general said nothing. Otherwise, you go to Cao Jixiang for discussion!"

"Hmph, stingy!"

Although the industry rules state the shareholders' meeting, Mao Jue's prestige made Cao Dashang and others nod, it was just a matter of one sentence. After being ruled away with such an excuse, Luo Ning was so angry that he pouted his mouth.

The relationship between women is so complicated. She is unhappy, so Adrena is very happy. She even forgot why she was bullied by Mao Jue last night, and blocked her in front with a smile.

"Miss Luo, my general is busy with official duties. If you are fine, can you invite me?"

After polishing Mao Jue for a morning, he didn't let go. Luo Ning, who was furious, finally settled for the second best and yelled with gritted teeth.

"Then I have to place an order, no matter how much money I have! I have to order fifty units first!"

"This is not my control! Cao Jixiang is still the one who manages and manages now! It's better, Nana, use my carriage to send Manager Luo to find Manager Cao and place an order!"

"Thank you, Mr. General!"

Sitting in Mao Jue's carriage was like Mao Jue's name, and finally turned anger into joy. The clingy female shopkeeper was sent away, fearing that she would not be able to grab that. With her skirt, the girl rolled down the three-story building in the yamen.

Watching her leave, Mao Jue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He stretched out his hand and opened the lid on the table. The golden color inside was filled with purple light. A kilogram of purple gold was carefully made into various jewelry, earrings, and necklaces. Even if Mao Jue had many girls, it was probably enough for them to divide it. He held a string of gems inlaid with gems. He fiddled with the gold ornaments on the forehead worn by the Tang Dynasty maids. Mao Jue suddenly covered the lid with joy, and then waved to Adrena, who was sending people out.

"Stay quickly!"

Just kidding! The core interest issue, even if Luo Ning took off all his clothes and lay on his bed, he could not give up what he should have. The reason why Mao Jue was willing to allocate his interests to more than 70 people, because they settled in Dongjiang, and their value and industry were also placed in Dongjiang. It was related to Mao Jue, and they both lost and prospered!

But although Luo Ning and Mao Jue have a good relationship, this girl is from a Jiangnan family. She is so smart that she cheated him for the first time in business. Moreover, there is no patent protection these days. She bought a steam engine, and Mao Jue made a 1,000% guarantee, and then she would imitate it, and then sell it to Jiangnan. This thing is a magical tool for Mao Jue to maintain his advantage over the Jiangnan family. He doesn't want to see a group of landlords, Mi Zhu, who also owns a steam engine, and comes with him to grab the silver and speak.

So even though she was riding in Mao Jue's carriage, the possibility of the ship owner Liu, Cao Dashang and the others having agreed on it was 10,000%, and she ordered her orders to go ten or twenty years later.

But I don’t want to be polished up by this girl’s eyes, and I pinched the promised jewelry purple gold into my arms, grabbed Adrena, and Mao Jue applied oil to the soles of his feet and ran away!

He ran and rushed onto the boat like running and rushing. He held his chest while the foreign girl and Ying Ji curled their lips. Mao Jue was comfortable Mr. Ge slid on the sofa.

"We're finally going home!"

Unfortunately, God was destined not to let him calm down. He took out a document from the table and handed it on it with a smirk on his face.

"Judge Yuan sent a letter. It's the end of May. He is ready to mobilize various daming in Japan at any time and ask when you will set off to Japan and send troops to the north?"

"Well……"

Mao Jue was immediately stuck. The excitement brought by the steam engine made him forget all the Tokugawa shogunate. It is conceivable that every year, it sends troops to Japan around March, and the main regiment goes to cause trouble. It has been almost three months since it is left. It is conceivable how difficult it will be to see that old face of Yuan Chonghuan?

Mao Jue also grinned with his old face.

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This year is considered a lucky day for the Japanese.

The Tokugawa shogunate occupied the rich Kanto Plain. In time, it will recover sooner or later. If it is immortal, it will be a hidden danger sooner or later. I will bring a box of purple gold jewelry back to Dongjiang and send it to my girls. Before Suyi and the others were happy for a while, Mao Jue had packed up his things and prepared to go to war again.

But before he could pack his luggage, at this critical moment, Fan Wenju, his deputy, was the old guy from Dongjiang Ministry of Revenue, looked anxious and rushed to the door.

It is worthy of being the prime minister of the White Lotus Heaven Kingdom. The internal affairs and logistics of Dongjiang were coordinated by Fan Wenqiu, which was much smoother than the Pangdahai era. Material allocation was quicker and government orders were smoother. However, Fan Wenqiu’s hands was the huge mine group from Tieshan to Lutun Island in the north. It was very similar to a certain country on the peninsula in later generations. With these mines, Dongjiang supported most of the economy, allowing the Dongjiang army to have tons of cannons, guns like sorghum poles, and gunpowder reserves like prodigal sons, and bayonets, field kettles, tea jars, iron guards on boots, and armor piled up the warehouses of various military towns.

A few days after Mao Jue came back, the news of the Sakhalin Island steam engine was sent back to Dongjiang. The video I heard was extremely excited. You should know that the agricultural population accounts for a large part of the labor force, and Mao Jue's corps is a large-scale population-eater. The various indicators set by Mao Jue for him are quite high. How many cannons will be completed this year and how much gunpowder will be needed next year.

In Dongjiang, women who had never left the Ming Dynasty before were mobilized and were stuffed into the textile farm. Mao Jue was even more abominable than the capital colonists. He took the lead in using slaves on a large scale. Others used black slaves, and he used Japanese slaves who captured Tokugawa Samurai and hired a large number of Koreans in the Li family, which caused Li Shanhai and Jin Zidian to protest to him, but there was still not enough manpower.

When he heard that machines could replace human power, this model essay was a bit of old literati and antiques, so he sent a document directly. As a result, Cao Dashang's reply almost made his nose crooked.

Ten thousand taels per unit, no bargaining!

This is in the territory of Dongjiang, where the mines in Dongjiang are digging. Dongjiang dares to bring in silver when needed. He is so angry that he comes to Mao Jue.

"It's simply outrageous. Such a traitor and obsessed with interests! Such black merchants should have sealed their shops and drove them out of Dongjiang!"

For the first time, Mao Jue was so angry when he saw this honest man. He kept his hands behind his back in the yamen of Baimashan City like Huobo's butt, and was still staring at him while blowing his beard. He was so amused and crying that Mao Jue was sitting behind the desk. He pinched his chin and finally grew a mustache, weakly reminding him.

"Lao Fan, this is our Dongjiang industry, and I have half of my shares!"

"Since it is my Dongjiang industry, it is not natural to serve me Dongjiang? Do these unscrupulous merchants dare to ask for such ruthless money?"

These days, the discrimination of businessmen by the scholars has really reached the core. Isn’t it natural to buy things and pay for money? But this guy started out as a low-level scholar, and it is natural to take it for nothing. No wonder the Ming Dynasty had the budding capitalism, but it could not be achieved as a big tree of capitalism.

"Lao Fan, the gold mine and steam engine manufacturing yard will be given to you. How much manpower and how much money do you need to run? Where can I get people to manage it?"

Fan Wenju stumbled, not to mention silver or something, isn’t there anyone in the biggest trouble in Dongjiang now? But all literati are very proud of their face, and the old guy still snorted coldly without losing his anger.

"And we will get one in ten taxes in Dongjiang. If you give him 10,000 taels of silver, he will have to pay you back 1,000 taels. Then we occupy 50% of the shares, and we will get another 3,000 taels when we distribute the dividends. And the scale is still small now. In the future, we will sell it to Shandong and Jiangnan. One 3,000 taels of silver, one hundred will cost 300,000 to 400,000, and rounding it will cost hundreds of millions. Isn't it good?"

Mao Jue's eyes were as bright as twenty-four gold, and the golden light was all the same as Fan Wenju looked helpless. The old man's literati's sour smell came out again, and he was there clasping his fists and persuading him.

"God, the heart of a man is not a wall! A saint does not govern the world with his sword, weapons and wealth. If he wants to do something, he must just promote the rule of the country and encourage the country to teach the country, money is dispersed, and people's hearts are gathering. Moreover, these strange and lewd skills are all in detail. You should focus more on government affairs..."

"fart!"

He choked the old master there with a sniff. He didn't want to listen to this. Mao Jue pulled his thumb out and shouted angrily: "Old Fan, go out and try to stop our army's salary for a month. I will give you a stack of Four Books and Five Classics. Go and tell them!"

"It's also strange and lewd skills! Technology promotes everything! If it weren't for Chao Laozu's building a house to reel silk, everyone would live in a cave to spread the skin! It's strange and lewd skills, Lao Fan, don't use it!"

What is the dilemma of the Ming Dynasty now? Isn’t there no food or silver? A group of literati who were in a flowery condom was trying hard to put silver in their pockets while Wenzhi. They came with great momentum, and Mao Jue choked these two sentences. Mr. Fan was choked like a lion that was falling from the soup, and had no momentum. He was stunned for a long time, and the old guy still nodded.

"Let's try ten units first."

The first large order from the equipment production department of Kuye Gold Company was ordered like this.

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In order to prevent Fan Wenju from causing trouble for Cao Jixiang, Mao Jue had to delay the departure to Japan for more than ten days. Fortunately, the order to go to war has not been issued yet, otherwise the soldiers would have to explode. On June 19th, the first batch of steam engines that originally wanted to prepare for the gold mine were first distributed to Fan Wenju's Tieshan Ordnance Field under him. Seeing the old guy receiving the gloomy face, Mao Jue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yuan Chonghuan's official documents were sent to Tieshan for the second time. Last year, under the Great Wall of Japan, the Tokugawa family was once again defeated. The western country was full of fighting spirit. He had already gathered samurai under the Tokugawa family on a small scale near Lake Biwa, and was waiting for Mao Jue's troops to arrive. He went straight to Edo Castle, the Tokugawa family's nest. In his tone, Yuan Chonghuan was a little hurry.

In order to help him, Mao Jue also quickly put the matter of sending troops on the agenda.

At the Xuechang Mountain, five square formations stood in high spirits on the playground. On the left, more than fifty cavalry were holding high-headed war horses and putting cavalry swords on their left chests. They were full of heroism. On the right, behind two red-clothed cannons and ten field cannons, Yishui'er was black helmet and black armor. The private holding a flintlock rifle and bayonet was thrust his chest straight, and the tendons on his body were bulging out.

This year is still the year of expanding troops in Dongjiang. Kuye Town has trained six regiments and five regiments in Tieshan. Mao Jue's regular army has almost doubled. Together with the 3,000 Dongjiang horse riding team, it has reached an unprecedented 25,000...

OK! It’s not unprecedented. Mao Wenlong’s military power was at its peak, with more than 100,000 troops and 25,000 horses, less than a quarter of his. But in terms of quality, Mao Jue was confident that he would fight two of the previous old Dongjiang Legion.

I don’t plan to use the old troops this year. The main force of the expedition to Japan is to use these five regiments plus the three regiments drawn by Kuye Town. However, before going to the expedition, Mao Jue still explained the troops that Mao Wenlong helped him train, and started to work. However, today it seems that Mao Wenlong is also well-known. The young men selected from more than 4,000 refugees have completely removed the scattered and sloppy when they were refugees, and they are all more energetic. In addition to being able to withstand the sharpness of the war, they have already achieved a qualified Dongjiang warrior.

I remember when I was watching the military parade in my previous life, the majestic Chinese troops always made Mao Jue excited and proud. Now, he also has a majestic troops in his hands. He was very majestic. Patton turned around in front of the military formation for two or three times, and Mao Jue waved his hand and shouted.

"Hello, soldiers!"

"Jiang Ye wins!"

The neat roar was like not just four thousand, but forty thousand, and four hundred thousand. The rich food and sufficient nutrition made Mao Jue's troops stronger than other troops of this era, full of energy!

Nodding his head with even more satisfaction, Mao Jue spoke loudly again.

"Don't call me Wansheng, you should be the ones who are Wansheng! Those literary words of this will not talk about you, nor will you talk about loyalty to the emperor and the country. I will ask you to remember that from the day you joined the Dongjiang Legion, you are not only fighting for your generals, but also for yourself and your family!"

"For you, kill the enemy and reward the merits in exchange for rewarding silver! Live a better life after retirement. For your family, defend this place and let your parents, wife and children live a safe and prosperous life! Remember your mission! Tell me loudly if you have lived a displaced life! I want to have land and food to enjoy a peaceful life!"

This time the answer was louder than before. The iron mountain wall not far away was shocked, and the words were even shocked. These guys were all selected from young and strong people among the refugees. In half a year, their collective life and the "brainwashing" of officers at all levels, refreshed their views again and followed up with the pyramid scheme. The soldiers are now full of yearning for tomorrow's new life, and it is the time when morale is high.

He nodded with even more satisfaction and put down his sword. Mao Jue wanted to announce the news of his journey. Who knew that the entrance of the Kung Fu training ground suddenly came, blocking Mao Jue's bold ambitions and almost choked him to death.

He took his personal guards to the gate of the camp in anger, and Mao Jue became depressed again. If someone else, no matter who he was attacking the military camp, he would be a death sentence and he would directly lead him to cut him. This person could not cut him down.

Sample essay!

"I said Lao Fan! Don't you know the military rules of Mingying? What are you doing?"

With sweat on his forehead, listening to Mao Jue's complaints, Fan Wenju, who was still yelling that he could not delay his strange skills a few days ago, was full of excitement and hurriedly hugged his fists and bowed deeply.

"Even if you fight the old army and the lower officials apart, I will come this time!"

"That steam engine, fifty more!"
Chapter completed!