"I forged this batch of weapons to test the performance of stainless steel."

Zhao Yu walked under the weapon stand, reached out to take down an eight-sided sword, drew the sword out of the sheath, and the sword light shone coldly: "It seems good now. If you two like it, take one of them. I have to give it to Meng De, it is not easy to get it."

The first batch of fine steel produced was smelted by Zhao Yu himself, and the weapons were also made by himself. Even if the steel is mass-produced in the future, it will be half a step lower than the first batch in terms of quality. These weapons are useless. Once handed over to Cao Mengde, they will definitely be treasured by Cao Mengde and will be rewarded only after they have made contributions to them.

Xiahou Dun and Cao Chun naturally understood that they were very happy and did not greedy for a lot of things. Xiahou Dun chose the spear in his hand, while Cao Chun put down the eight-sided sword and replaced it with a horse-slaying sword.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for giving the divine weapon!"

Xiahou Dun bowed his hand with his gun, and Cao Chun followed him.

Zhao Yu waved his hand and said indifferently: "Weapons are killing weapons, and I don't go to the battlefield. I was originally for you."

Then the three of them returned to the study. Xiahou Dun and his two weapons were so unwilling to let go of them.

After another chat, Xiahou Dun said: "This gun is the most eye-catching, just a little heavier. Unfortunately, I don't think there is a lighter spear in the library."

It's quite a bit regretful.

With Xiahou Dun's strength, it was just right to transport a fifty or sixty kilograms of iron spear, but this spear has eighty or ninety kilograms, which doesn't matter if it's short, but it's not suitable for use on the battlefield.

Zhao Yu smiled slightly: "It's okay, it's okay, I will definitely be able to let Yuan Rang move this gun in the future."

At noon, Zhao Yu ordered Wang Po to make a big meal, and all kinds of dishes were allowed to swallow Xiahou Dun and his two tongues.

"Is this potato?"

Xiahou Dun had a wonderful meal and couldn't help asking.

Zhao Yu nodded: "That's right. These potatoes have high yields and are the best to satisfy hunger. They taste good if they are ready."

"It's a good thing!"

Xiahou Dun and Cao Chun could not leave the army for a long time, so they were about to leave after dinner. Zhao Yu sent them to the outside of the village and said, "I have already figured it out. Meng De has a good idea. During this period, they have trained their troops well. As soon as Meng De enters Dongjun, he will immediately control the Dongjun's land. In this Dongjun, Qiao Mao is dead. Since Wang Gong is coming, he will take the lead and clean up a batch of thorns. Puyang City has been lowering my eyes. When Wang Gong pulls out some thorns, I will have my own way to deal with the others."

"Sir, it's hard!"

The two of them turned over and left in a row.

When you leave the core area of ​​Zhaojiazhuang and walk outside, you will see the shadows of craftsmen who build canals, roads, and farmers who grow potatoes and various crops everywhere. The entire tens of thousands of acres of land is completely different from the outside.

Xiahou Dun sighed: "Mr. Zhao is a national scholar. Meng De can get help from Mr. Zhao. I don't know how many blessings the Xiahou family and Cao family have cultivated in their lifetimes."

Cao Chun nodded and agreed: "If we build it according to Mr. Zhao's farm, when Meng De takes over Dongjun, the entire Dongjun will be earth-shaking. I don't know what kind of prosperous scenery will be like at that time."

"Previously, my elder brother asked me to tell my brother Yuan Rang not to be evil Mr. Zhao. How did my brother Yuan Rang have any thoughts at this time?"

"Happy!"

Xiahou Dun smiled and said, "What's more,..."

He looked quite inexplicably: "Mr. Zhao is not a weak scholar."

Cao Chun laughed: "Of course not. Yuan Rang, do you still don't believe that Mr. Zhao is an immortal?"

"I don't believe it very much, but even if Mr. Zhao is not an immortal, in my eyes, he has surpassed the immortals."

"In this matter, I can't write a long letter to tell my elder brother." Cao Chun said: "Do you believe it if you see the letter?"

When Xiahou Dun heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "It's not necessary to see it."

"oh?"

"I'll give Meng De a surprise. When Meng De arrives in person, I wonder if his eyes will fall out?"

"Oh? Hahaha..."

The two left with laughter.

After that, every half month, Xiahou Dun and Cao Chun always came to Zhaozhuang once. Every time they came, the Zhaozhuang they saw was completely different from the last time.

When the news that Sun Jian was defeated by Xu Rong came, the entire Zhaozhuang, more than 50,000 acres of land was already green and faint. Cement roads were connected, and water trucks stood in the fields, transporting the water in the canal to every corner.

And at the same time, it finally rained.

There are now ten cement kilns. Except for the one used by Zhaozhuang itself, most of the cement is stored in several huge warehouses.

Apart from the mother furnace, there are only three steelmaking blast furnaces. There is no way, the raw materials cannot keep up, and it is useless to build too much, so it is just like this for the time being. However, the stockpiled steel has exceeded thousands of tons. This is only half of the quantity. Half of the fine steel made from each furnace was ordered by Zhao Yu to build weapons and armor.

In the entire Puyang area, 70% or 80% of the craftsmen were collected by Zhao Yu. Now, there are more than 5,000 sets of finished weapons and armor and 100,000 arrows, and they are lying quietly in the warehouse.

With these armors, you can easily form an iron army.

"This year's rice cannot be eaten." Zhao Yu was instructing Zhang Wang: "Tell the merchants that rice should be retained as seeds. You must know that our Zhuangzi actually exists as a birthplace. Whether it is potatoes, wheat, rice, or even peppers, how much seeds can be retained, it will be of great use in the future..."

Last year, due to the season, rice was not sown. After the beginning of this year, Zhao Yu cultivated only a few thousand acres of seeds in the small world of Chaos Beads.

This Zhuangzi, Zhao Yu, is used as a model and a seed base. Any crop cultivated in the small world of Chaos Beads can retain as much seeds as possible. The world is so big, the seeds needed are all here.

Zhang Wang said that he understood: "Yes, my boss. After going down, I will convey it one by one."

"Yes." Zhao Yu nodded, and was about to continue talking, Wang Tian knocked on the door: "Boss."

Zhao Yu stopped talking and looked up: "Come in."

Wang Tian came in: "Hong family, Wang Taishou came to visit."

"oh?"

When Zhao Yu heard this, his expression moved slightly: "So, our prefect Wang pulled out all the thorns in Puyang City?"

Wang Tian said: "Dongjia, according to Brother Baili, the first person who jumped out of the battle with Wang Taishou in Puyang City was pulled out."

"First..." Zhao Yu laughed: "That is, there are still people hiding under the water?"

"Yes, the boss, the richest families in Puyang City, are not convinced by this royal prefect."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yu shook his head slightly: "I'm afraid this prefect Wang doesn't know yet, so he probably thought he was already resting on his mind."

Wang Gong went to Puyang to take office at the beginning of the year. In the past two or three months, he has been fighting against the wealthy families in the city. Now, he has the time to visit Zhao Yu, which shows that he thinks he has mastered Puyang.

Zhao Yu had no connection with the rich people in the city and almost never had any contact. In the past few months, there were some conflicts in secret, all of which were the changes of Zhao Zhuang, which attracted covetousness. However, they were all dismissed by Zhao Yu's calmness. Although Dian Wei's hundred guards were not many, they were not a cat or a dog. No matter how hard he was, Zhao Yu didn't care about it.

A few days ago, Tianranju in the city was smashed several times, but the person who started the attack fed the dog that day. Zhao Yu did not directly deal with the black man behind the attack, because Zhao Yu knew that the relationship between the rich family was very close, and that if it touched a little, it would affect the whole body with one blow.

At least until Cao Mengde takes over Dongjun, Zhao Yu will not do anything to them. He just kills the chicken and scares the monkey, cuts off their claws, and scares them.

Perhaps this prefect Wang knew that Zhao Yu, a powerful man outside the city, did not deal with the rich families in the city, so the prefect Wang did not implicate Zhao Yu when fighting with the rich families. I am afraid that there is some purpose in visiting him at this time.

"Come on your behalf."

Zhao Yu changed his mind and went out to greet him.

Wang Gong was not a simple literati, or there were no simple literati in the Han Dynasty.

There are many people who set up horses to fight and dismount to govern the country.

For example, Lu Zhi, Huangfu Song, or Zhu Jun are all figures that are both civil and military.

Those scholars would be unqualified if they could not play a skeleton sword. Compared with scholars who had degenerated after hundreds of years, the literati of the Han Dynasty were much stronger.

At least, the eight-sided Han sword is heavy and has considerable practical combat capabilities. It is completely different from the light sword used to degenerate later generations.

It is nonsense to say that the sword is light and sharp. What does the sword do? Killing people. The Han sword is probably the peak of the killing sword. It degenerates later. The Han sword is a two-handed sword with a long hilt and a heavy sword body. It is not easy to kill people.

The prefect Wang looked Qingyan, but his palms were thick and his skin was rough. He must be a figure from the army.

In fact, it is indeed true that Wang Gong is a general under Liu Dai.

"The Lord of the Mansion is coming, why don't you send someone to inform me? I'll be able to greet you soon!"

The head of a county is generally called the county lord, and the head of a county is called the lord or the lord of a county, or directly the prefect. As for the title of "天子", it only began in the Ming and Qing dynasties in later generations. In this era, the title of "天子" was a respectful title of father.

Wang Gong smiled and said, "I am the prefect who has just arrived and it is time to visit the place. Mr. Zhao is so serious."

"Mr., please."

"please."

So I entered the manor.

Then there was a bit of nonsense.

Wang Gong's main purpose is to test Zhao Yu and see what Zhao Yu and the wealthy families in the city think.

Zhao Yu did not hide anything about this and despised him.

It's very consistent with Wang Gong's taste.

In addition, I just want Zhao Yu to support him.

Zhao Yu was vague and did not directly reply.

Even so, Wang Gong was quite satisfied when he left.

Whether it is the rich people, ordinary people, or the prefect Wang, they are very curious about this Zhaojiazhuang. Especially after witnessing this Zhaojiazhuang, which is completely different from other places, Wang Gong thought more.

But before he could realize his idea, bad news came.
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