Nie Chen was indeed tired, hungry and sleepy at the moment.
I just came back from time travel and didn't know anything, so I was about to be killed by the bandits. First I had to fight with the bandits, and then kidnapped and extorted money to kill people. I only had one meal in two days, and I didn't sleep all night. My iron-clad nerves couldn't bear it.
Now that his life was temporarily saved, the tense nerves finally relaxed. Hu Chihai drank an unpleasant meal, and Nie Chen followed Da Zhuang back to the room and fell asleep.
Before falling asleep, Nie Chen was still thinking about why the food tasted so bad.
Extreme mental and physical fatigue made Nie Chen sleep from afternoon to the next morning.
In his sleep, he dreamed that he had become a rich man by doing business and had several concubines. On their wedding night, he held his newly married beautiful concubine in his arms and rolled up the sheets. The waist can literally take away a person's soul.
It's just... this new concubine has a cold expression, doesn't like to smile, and even glares at herself.
Huh? No, why does this new concubine look so similar to that tigress Weng Qiuchan?
"Nie Chen! I'll kill you!"
In his ears, the familiar sound of gnashing teeth came.
Nie Chen opened his sleepy eyes and took a look, my dear, the person he was holding in his arms was really Weng Qiuchan!
Weng Qiuchan jumped up from the bed with a whoosh, raised the riding crop in his hand, and whipped it towards Nie Chen.
For a while, the sound of snapping echoed in the house.
"Stop! Stop! Stop fighting!"
Nie Chen was so anxious that he snatched the riding whip from Weng Qiuchan's hand and broke it into two pieces.
Only then did Weng Qiuchan give up, his cold face full of anger.
"You stinking scoundrel and a swindler! How dare you touch me again and again!"
"Girl, you have to make it clear. You came to my sleeping place in the middle of the night and plotted against me. I was acting in self-defense. Is there anything wrong?"
"In the middle of the night? Are you planning something evil? Are you acting in self-defense?!"
Weng Qiuchan's tongue was knotted in anger.
"Open your dog eyes and take a good look. It's already three o'clock in the morning. When my father saw that you hadn't gotten up yet, he asked me to call you. It's a good thing for you. You've eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard. Just hug me..."
The little girl was too shy to say the rest.
Nie Chen turned his head and looked out the window. Sure enough, it was already getting bright. He secretly thought that he had slept for a long time.
But there is one thing to say, that slender waist is really comfortable to hold. It would be great if I could hold it every day.
But I have to change someone. The tigress is too fierce and I don’t like it.
Nie Chen put on his shoes, looked at the riding crop in his hand, and pulled it again. Seeing that he was very resilient, he asked,
"What material is this riding crop made of?"
"You don't care what the material is, as long as it hurts you enough."
Weng Qiuchan snorted coldly.
"Do you want thirty thousand taels of silver?"
Nie Chen stood up and gave her a cold look.
Weng Qiuchan narrowed his eyes slightly, but when he thought that the village could develop only with money, he swallowed his breath and said coldly,
"This is beef tendon."
"Beef tendon?"
Nie Chen suddenly had an idea in his mind.
He stood up and walked outside.
When Weng Qiuchan saw this, he couldn't help but feel doubtful and followed him out.
"Miss, go and call a dozen brothers to come over. I have something to do. I need to find an open space."
After he finished speaking, he found that Weng Qiuchian behind him did not move, but looked at him with a cold expression on his face.
Nie Chen sighed,
"Thirty thousand taels."
Weng Qiuchan turned around and called someone.
After a while, a dozen bandits who looked very clever were called over, and Weng Qiuchan found an open space for him on the east side of the village.
When Nie Chen came, he also picked up a pole from the road.
The bandits looked at the nominal second-in-command in front of them, and their noses almost turned upward.
After all, they have been living in the cottage for so long. You, a dandy second generation ancestor who came halfway up the mountain, will become the second boss when you come here. Who will obey you?
In the past, people like you were the targets of our justice for heaven.
Nie Chen also knew that these people were dissatisfied with him, but it didn't matter. Over time, these people would admire him.
"You guys, go get some clay and mud, and build me an iron-making furnace here. You guys, go get some blacksmithing tools and carpentry tools, and be quick."
"Wait a moment!"
Weng Qiuchan suddenly stopped him and said,
"If you want to use an iron-making furnace, why didn't you tell me earlier? We have it here."
"Is there something ready-made? That's fine. Just go find something that carpenters use."
Nie Chen nodded and said.
A few people went to find carpenter tools, while Weng Qiuchan led Nie Chen towards the back of the cottage.
There were several mud houses behind the village. Before they got closer, they heard clanking sounds coming from inside.
When I walked into the mud house, I saw that there were several iron-making furnaces inside, and several blacksmiths were forging machetes and hammering iron.
"Why is there an iron-making room in our village?"
Nie Chen asked suspiciously.
"Brothers in the cottage must have weapons. Unfortunately, iron ore can only be found thousands of miles to the west. Transportation is difficult and the price is expensive. There are still people in the cottage who don't have knives."
I believe you, you are just a gangster den and arsenal. Da Zhuang even salutes the boss. I really don’t believe you are just simple bandits.
"Okay, give me that place."
Nie Chen walked over, took the pig iron from a blacksmith's hand, and began to forge it.
He has a master's degree in history and mechanics, and is naturally familiar with ancient methods of making iron and steel.
Yesterday, he boasted in front of the boss that he could earn thirty thousand taels of silver a month. He had already blown the lie, so he had to keep up with his actions.
In this era, the ways to make money have long been mastered and monopolized by others, and it is not his turn. His greatest advantage is his knowledge as a modern person.
So what is the most profitable thing in modern times?
Oil, arms, DP!
Don't worry about oil. In this era before the industrial revolution has come, there is no complete industrial chain. Even if you find it, you won't be able to use it.
DP is impossible, let alone not having it, even if it does, it is impossible to touch it.
Then the only thing is selling weapons!
In this ancient time of troubled times, large-scale production of weapons could not only make a lot of money, but also arm one's own forces so that they would not be bullied.
Nie Chen had observed that the knives used by people here were made of rough pig iron, which was hard but easy to break.
If he can make steel, it will be an epoch-making product!
For an entire hour, Nie Chen was forging iron, and finally, he forged a sword.
Looking at the black iron sword in his hand, Nie Chen shook his head in disappointment.
"Hmph, I know the waste products you made."
Weng Qiuchan snorted contemptuously.
Nie Chen smiled slightly and said to Weng Qiuchan,
"Pull out your knife and cut me."
