GBP Chapter 409 Military Supplies Supplier
Chapter 409 Military Supplies Supplier
Master Shen said, "Hey, make a pot of tea. The young general must be thirsty."
"Hey, great grandfather!"
While her great grandfather was asking Fu Huaian to sit down, she quickly closed her door and walked out.
Fu Huaian sat on the adobe sofa and looked around the entire hall carefully. Although it looked very simple, it was also extremely tidy.
At this time, Shen Zhiqiu also heard the news and went home. Seeing Fu Huaian, he quickly bowed and said, "General Fu, we are sorry for not hosting you well enough."
Fu Huaian stood up and looked at Shen Zhiqiu in front of him. He was wearing something very different from what he had seen that day. He was wearing a rough cloth shorts, probably for the convenience of work. "It's okay. I came to you because I have something to tell you."
Shen Zhiqiu's heart moved, probably because he felt it was related to the soles of his shoes. Last time at the Lantern Festival, he had guessed something about what Fu Huai'an asked Uncle Li about. The worst that could happen was that he was asked to give up the recipe:
"General, if there is anything you want, as long as my Shen family can do it, we will definitely do it."
With just this one sentence, Fu Huaian knew that Shen Zhiqiu must have made some guesses, and also hinted that they could do it if they handed over the prescription.
So he didn't keep the suspense and said directly: "I don't know the daily production and cost of your shoe soles. The court is interested..."
After Fu Huaian's explanation, Shen Zhiqiu understood, Master Shen understood, and even those who followed in, Li Quan, Gao the Hunter, and Old Man Shen, understood.
Shen Youyou, holding the teapot, had heard most of what was said. The main idea was that the court should collect the soles of your shoes as military supplies.
This happened because they had been too conspicuous recently, and some officials in the imperial court had been keeping an eye on them.
Fu Huaian came this time just to ask if you can provide shoe soles to the army and whether you can keep up with the production. If you can, you, Shen Zhiqiu, are the military supplier and he can come forward.
If you can't do it, then the only way out is to hand over the prescription. Of course, the court will also give you a portion of the reward as compensation.
But there is no need to think about it. The maximum compensation would be 1,800 taels, no more. After all, if the king wants his subject to die, the subject must die.
The ministers were in that state, let alone the common people like them. Moreover, in the eyes of the court, they should sacrifice their own families to protect the public for the sake of the court.
Of course, Shen Zhiqiu definitely wants to do what he can do on his own. After all, if they become a military supplies supplier, they will be endorsed by the imperial court in the future.
If other dignitaries want to covet this prescription, they must first pass the imperial court.
When Shen Youyou served tea to Fu Huai'an, she looked at his father.
Shen Zhiqiu asked, "I don't know, if I become a military supplier, how many pairs of shoes do I have to provide to the court every month?"
He was asking about the shoes, not the soles.
Of course, Fu Huaian could only give an approximate figure, and the specific situation still needed to be reported to the Ministry of Revenue.
"General Fu, let's eat here today. I'll take you to see a material we just developed that can be used for shoe uppers. It has a certain degree of waterproofness."
As soon as Shen Zhiqiu stood up and invited him, Mr. Shen said cheerfully, "Yes, yes, let's eat. Let's cook dumplings today."
After saying that, he shouted to his eldest grandson outside, "Da Lang, take a few boys to the pig farmer's house and see if they have slaughtered pigs today. Buy some pork. If they haven't, have him behead them on the spot. Hurry!"
Fu Huai'an waved his hand quickly: "No need to be so troublesome, just eat something casually."
"No trouble! No trouble!"
Everyone said at once: "We have to eat too."
"It's also thanks to General Fu, otherwise Grandpa wouldn't let me eat dumplings."
Such words made Fu Huai'an not know what to say.
A few men went to a pig farmer's house to find someone to kill pigs. Ah Chi followed without any intention of being polite and said, "I'll go help too."
Shen Zhiqiu originally wanted to take Fu Huaian to see the newly made plastic sheet, but Mr. Shen seemed to have a decreased IQ at this time, like a child showing off everywhere.
He had to take Fu Huaian to visit from the first workshop.
What was his mentality? He just wanted to let General Fu, who had helped them, see: "We are fine now. There are many things we can do, and we will get better and better."
It's like asking someone to be a witness.
Not only do we have to show people the workshop, we also introduce the house we live in, so that they can be told, look, these were all saved and built by us with our own hands.
"General Fu, take a look at our house. Although it is still a thatched hut this year, I believe that in a short time, we will be able to build a brick house like the one in Tangjia Village."
Fu Huaian was also quite cooperative and actually went into a few houses to take a look.
Although the house is very simple now and the furniture looks like handmade, it can be seen that these people have been working very hard to live a good life.
Fu Huai'an reminded: "There is often heavy snow in the north in winter, and thatched roofs are not strong, so be sure to sweep the snow."
Mr. Shen nodded repeatedly: "We know."
After walking around for a while, I finally arrived at the first workshop, which was the straw paper room.
Fu Huaian looked at the equipment in front of him and touched the three-meter-long, two-meter-wide, square water tank made of plastic: "Is this also made of plastic?"
Shen Zhiqiu nodded: "Yes, this is the papermaking room. There are a lot of weeds and straws on the ground, which are just right for making straw paper. It can be used to wrap shoe soles, make jewelry boxes, and, ahem, use the toilet."
Fu Huaian really didn't expect that these people knew how to make paper, and they used weeds and the straw that Shen Zhiqiu mentioned. He carefully checked the large water tank and the papermaking tools hanging from the beams above, and they really looked like they were made in the original style.
When his eyes swept over the bundles of straw paper on the wooden shelf, he walked over and stroked them with his hand.
It felt much softer than ordinary paper. Shen Zhiqiu said, "This is toilet paper. You can use it to go to the toilet."
The paper produced includes soft straw paper, hard paper for making paper boxes, and bamboo paper that can be used for writing.
In Fu Huaian's opinion, the workmanship of these papers seemed to be no worse than the papers bought in bookstores. He didn't expect that they were made by this group of people.
At this time, he discovered that although Shen Zhiqiu and his group lived in a very simple place, some of the rooms only had a simple homemade table and chairs.
But this workshop is not simple. Not to mention the unprecedented plastic sink, the other tools are also carefully made. There are large wooden shelves along the wall with many papers neatly placed on them.
There is even a fire wall in the inner room, which can be used to dry the paper.
In fact, at this moment, Fu Huaian was visiting, and now everyone in the Nine Clans knew that Fu Huaian was here, but most of them didn't dare to come forward and talk nonsense, but they were all very happy.
The second workshop is the carpentry workshop. Although it is not as tidy as the straw paper workshop, there were several men doing carpentry work just now, and there were a lot of wood debris on the ground.
Fu Huaian didn't show any disdain and walked in directly. Wang Fuxi grinned and greeted him, "General Fu!"