In the Fire Temple, a group of thugs were having a meeting.
"Brother, have you heard that someone in the city is secretly purchasing gunpowder. The price given is 10% higher than the black market price."
"Well, that's what happened. The person who has come forward now is Sun Laizi, the owner of the Dayushu Iron Mine. His small iron mine must not have used much gunpowder. I don't know who bought it behind the scenes."
"Brother, we have connections in several Qianhu offices. The gunpowder we get from the Qianhu offices only costs five cents of silver per barrel, and we can sell it for one tael of silver when resold."
"Such a high profit, done."
Santun Camp, Ji Town Administrative Office.
"Brother-in-law, I have a big deal for you," Hou San said, licking his face.
"What good can you do if you burn incense without causing trouble for me?" Sun Xiancai, the ambassador of Jizhen Military Supplies Warehouse, scolded.
"I have a friend who is mining. I want to buy a batch of gunpowder. I will give you this number for one barrel." Hou San made the sign of nine.
"Nine coins" Sun Xiancai was a little tempted.
Generally, when reselling military gunpowder, everyone is looking for a bargain. Basically half the cost. For the quartermaster, it is a business without capital, and whatever money he gets goes into his own pocket. From now on, we will report damage caused by moisture or something and have it scrapped.
"How much does he want for three more coins per bucket?" Sun Xiancai's eyes flashed with greed. This kind of good thing will not catch up in ten years. Usually his price on the black market was six cents of silver per barrel.
"As many as you want," Hou San said in a low voice.
There was a fierce look in Sun Xiancai's eyes, and there was no silver in his black eyes. There were 35,000 barrels of gunpowder in the warehouse. It supplies the entire Ji Town.
"Tell him, if he offers a tael of silver, I'll sell him ten thousand barrels. I guarantee it will be the best."
Sun Xiancai didn't know what the mysterious buyer behind the scenes wanted so much gunpowder, and he didn't want to get into it. As long as you get the money, no matter what.
Over the years, his appetite has become more and more greedy, and the five-bedroom concubine in the family spends money like water.
As for whether Inspector Yuan would suddenly come to inspect the warehouse, he automatically put it in the back of his mind. It's not possible to move them all out anyway, just replace the bottom ones with sand.
Zhao Fu was busy counting the gunpowder he had purchased secretly. The master had made so many muskets, and they couldn't do without gunpowder. He was also ready to let the soldiers go and fight. That's not the same as letting water go. Just beat them all out.
"Manager, we have done the counting. A total of 1,842 barrels have been collected in the past ten days." The boy wiped his sweat and reported. "The master requires that the reserve be no less than 5,000 barrels, which is still quite short."
"There's probably only so much that can be bought on the black market. Let's see how much Ji Town can get the rest," Zhao Fu said.
At Dongshan Camp, the six teams were having a great time training today.
Lord Yang Fan came this morning.
Zhang Gada, the regimental training envoy, also came, as did Zhao Fu, the supervisor of the army.
In the morning, the first thing is to distribute weapons. Each person has a magic gun. And teach how to use it.
What makes them even more happy is that each person is given a complete set of inner and outer clothes.
Then marching backpacks, including gunpowder and bullets, were distributed. Blankets, kettles, engineer shovels, and a pack of ten naan cakes per person.
It's just that these clothes are very strange, they are all close-fitting, and they are very different from the wide robes, long sleeves, and dark clothes worn daily. A row of buttons in the middle of the top. It's actually the one on the right. Why is it the same as Hufu?
This dress is still floral. Isn't this Bai Nie Yi? If you look carefully, it turns out that they are all made of extremely strong and good cloth.
This is actually the camouflage uniform that Yang Fan bought. The earliest version was extremely wear-resistant, so it was always worn by migrant workers.
Cheap, strong and durable.
Yang Fan feels that an army must have uniform uniforms. Only in this way can we have a sense of collective belonging.
In this era, there were no factories that made large-scale garments. It was too slow to make it yourself.
Simply ordered them from Hyundai.
The shoes are long riding boots of the same style custom-made from dozens of leather workshops in Zunhua City. The oil shines brightly, and the light can discern people. It looks very military-like when worn.
Then review the troops. First, the team was inspected as a unit. Follow these ten days of training and walk through the reviewing stand.
After reviewing, there is another good news.
This month's salary will be released in advance.
Because adults know that they have just settled down and have too many things to buy, including clothes, bedding, pots and pans, etc.
According to the rules of the Xinghe regiment, the pay must be handed out to everyone by Yang Fan personally. Everyone whose name is called walks up to the reviewing stand and receives the military pay from Yang Fan.
No one will deduct it if it is not passed through other hands.
The entire military camp was as happy as the Chinese New Year. Although the training in the past ten days has been very hard, I have eaten well. It's all rice and flour, and a spoonful of meat a day.
Zhang Ga raised his arms and shouted: "Whose food will we eat?"
The soldiers shouted: "Eat Master Yang's food"
"Whose clothes are you wearing?"
"Wear Mr. Yang's clothes"
"Whose military salary do you receive?"
"Receive military pay from Master Yang"
"Listen to who?"
"Death for Mr. Yang"
Zhao Fu cleared his throat and shouted loudly: "Everyone is here, let's eat."
One hundred fat pigs have been put into the pot.
Braised braised pork.
A whole pot of rice.
"Everyone, let go of your belly and eat as much as you can."
Immediately, morale rose to its peak.
In the afternoon, gunshots rang out throughout the camp like popping beans all afternoon. One after another.
Mr. Yang said that gunpowder bullets are very powerful, and if the musket is broken, a new one will be issued. Just to practice my operation and accuracy.
Each squadron does not yet have a squadron leader, but three squad leaders, who take turns serving as captains. In subsequent training and competitions, whichever team performs better will be promoted to squad leader. Moreover, the team that ranks first in the squadron assessment will receive one hundred dollars each.
After giving the order, the regiment training went crazy. Death-defying shooting practice.
A cavalryman quickly rushed into the gate of Dongshan Camp.
Yang Fan is modifying the map.
There is a modern satellite map spread on the table in front of him, but the coastline is different from that of the late Ming Dynasty. He is making corrections based on the actual situation of this era and referring to the map of this era. Other mountains and lakes cannot change.
Zhang Gada walked in quickly, holding an urgent military report in his hands.
Yang Fan took it and opened it to take a look.
"It's finally here. I thought they would make some moves in the next few days." Yang Fan said to himself.
Although the rocky beach is a barren land, through recent research on this map, Yang Fan discovered that the river outside the village can be navigated up to the Bashang grassland. If Jiannu wanted to enter the customs, it would be very convenient to transport supplies down the river from the upstream. The Rock Beach Hundred Household Office happened to be stuck in a key position.
If we control this place, we can threaten the four cities of Zunhua, Jixian and Yongping. Relying on the convenience of water transportation, materials and soldiers for the establishment of slaves could be continuously sent from Duoyan Sanwei.
These slaves who sneaked in, on the surface they were robbing to make a living. In fact, they were blocking the battlefield in advance, slaughtering the countryside and outlying guard posts, turning them into no man's land. Facilitate follow-up actions of large forces.
How to fight this battle? Yang Fan touched his chin. After all, he was just a junior high school graduate with a migrant worker background and no military experience.
But Yang Fan doesn't care. Everything in this world is learned while doing, rather than done after learning.
