Thank you to the book friend, the leader of the alliance who said, "water is cold." thank you, the 26th leader of the alliance!
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The governor's office of the five armed forces was in full swing. After several days of quarreling like a vegetable market, an agreement was finally reached. Everyone smiled and relieved.
Meng Ying is the same. As the person in charge of "fat sharing", he has been coordinating the interests of all parties and is exhausted. Now he just wants to go home and have a good rest for a few days and sit in his study and read.
Looking back at those satisfied looking guys, Meng Ying frowned and said, "go back. This matter can't be discussed outside."
A group of Wufu!
Meng Ying shook her head and really wanted to throw these guys back into martial arts school.
After they all left, a confidant dared to ask, "Lord Hou, without the participation of the British public and others, we will allocate the number of students. Will they..."
There were several piles of snow in the yard, and there was still no green on the ground. Meng Ying said in a trance: "when the British Duke and Anyuan refused to come here for discussion, they did it for his majesty. They wanted to enjoy wealth, but they had no choice but to sit in this seat."
"If we can't fix the quota before the martial arts start, all forces will take the opportunity to install people. Who dares to refuse so many people? Who dares to offend so many people? It's hard!"
My confidant also agreed: "Hou ye, only lengtouqing such as Xinghe Bona will offend all civil and military officials at the same time."
Meng Ying said with a wry smile, "he's not a fool, just a fool. Compared with him, I'm really a fly and dog."
"Go and talk to Jin Zhong."
Jin Zhong did not come to the meeting, but just looked on coldly.
When he arrived at Jinzhong's house, he learned that Jinzhong had gone to the big market outside the city. Not only did he go, but many officials and people went.
Thinking of nothing, Meng Ying went out of the city to the big market.
Today's big market is really a sea of people, only Gong and drum noise.
The entourage looked at the crowd in front, but Meng Ying didn't hesitate to squeeze in.
In the sound of shouting and swearing, the people were silent when they saw Meng Ying's robe and silently squeezed out a channel for him to pass.
In peacetime, no people dare to compete with officials, even if they just watch the excitement.
Meng Ying nodded slightly and walked to the front, and then the smile on her face solidified.
The big market is row by row, with wide streets in the middle.
In order to ensure the passage of vehicles, these streets have been paved with stone slabs.
The flagstone road is good. At least it won't be bumpy in rainy days.
But now the stone road is beyond recognition. Sleepers and tracks are paved in the middle, and several carriages are running briskly on it.
Meng Ying looked to the left. The track should lead directly to the warehouse. On the right, extending from the middle of the street, it should penetrate the big market.
Several carriages drove to the outside of a shop. Some guys came out. They took out a pulley frame and easily unloaded the goods on the cart.
When the threshold is removed, the trolley directly pulls the goods in, and the whole transportation process is over.
"That's awesome! I've come here to carry goods before. First I load goods in the warehouse, then I follow the carriage here and carry them in one by one. Now there's no one. Hey! Where can I use my strength in the future?"
"Go to the dock! You have to... Tut tut! If you use this at the dock, there will be less hard work in the future."
"Moreover, the carriage has been pulled a lot more than before, and the horse is relaxed..."
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Meng Ying also went to Jubao mountain guard that day and saw the track carriage. At that time, he thought that this thing could not be put into use for at least a few years. Who knows
"Ask, who bought this?"
According to Fang Xing's virtue, he wants something for free, that is to pluck the Iron Rooster.
A young man shrunk to the side and said respectfully, "Sir, it is said that the household department bought it, and then each family shared it."
Track, carriage, pulley block, trolley
It was premeditated!
Is Xia Yuanji crazy?
Xia Yuanji is not crazy. He is shouting in the big market ahead.
"If you don't give money, you can't get his carriage on the track."
No, no! Can't my carriage pull goods without tracks?
But this is a wholesale market. A large number of goods go in and out every day. If others are more efficient and less expensive than you, why do you compete?
The key is that those carts and pulley blocks are matched. You can make them yourself, but where can you find a master.
"That pulley block has been carefully calculated. The number of pulleys used for how many goods is clearly marked on it. It's really convenient! Sir, pay for the small ones."
"With this set of things, the store saves a lot of labor and is cost-effective!"
From warehouse to store, this set of things is like an assembly line, fast and convenient.
When business is good, these businesses have to pull dozens of trucks a day. Now with this set of things, there are at most ten Carts a day, and the horses are not tired.
Meng Ying had come to the side and listened to several businessmen talking about sharing carriages to transport goods, so as to save the cost of coachman and carriage.
"Let's raise some carriages together!"
A businessman said, "let's pay together and collect money according to the number of shipments. In this way, no one will lose. How about it?"
"Good idea!"
Businessmen are creatures seeking to maximize profits. They are willing to pursue anything as long as they can save costs, let alone science.
This is moistening things silently!
Xia Yuanji worked very hard today to deal with these businessmen in person with the respect of the Minister of household.
"Get these things yourself. As long as you don't violate the law, no one will interfere!"
Xia Yuanji was so kind that businessmen who rarely deal with senior officials were excited and approached one by one.
Jin Zhong was there, but the old guy was not interested in listening to Xia Yuanji's outfit ratio. He directly grabbed a carriage and tested it himself.
It's easy. Jin Zhong is a little rusty and drives the carriage from the warehouse. The original coachman is sweating and running along the railway track. He's afraid that the old man will make a mistake and his family will be unlucky at that time.
The carriage came all the way, faster and faster. Xia Yuanji was perfunctory about the flattery of the merchants. Seeing the carriage rushing over, he quickly jumped off the track.
This old guy is going crazy!
The owner of the carriage was next to Xia Yuanji. He watched the carriage rush faster and faster, and suddenly heard a quack.
The carriage slowed down slowly and finally stopped not far from Xia Yuanji.
"Ha ha! Good thing! Lord Xia, give me such a carriage. Also, the Ministry of war manages many warehouses. Can you lay such tracks?"
Xia Yuanji shook his head and said unhappily, "this matter has been taken over by the Ministry of work. This set was made by Xinghe Bo from there. It's gone. Quan Daming is like this."
Jin Zhong was sorry to hear that. When he got off the bus, he saw Meng Ying and said, "Hou Baoding, are you busy with national affairs? Indeed, it is a model for our generation."
Meng Ying saw that the people in front of him looked back and said with a strong smile, "there's no state affairs. It's just to discuss some small things."
Xia Yuanji said with a smile, "Baoding Hou is also interested in this carriage?"
Meng Ying's smile became more and more farfetched. "No, Meng just came to buy something."
Just after Fang Xing was expelled from martial arts, Meng Ying could not flatter these things no matter how thick skinned she was.
Xia Yuanji ignored him, chatted with the businessmen, then said he had something to do at home and left with Jin Zhong.
Why are they here?
Chinese New Year's Day is not at home to rest, come out to wake up the platform!
Moreover, the Ministry of household will actually invest to pave the track for the big market. Xia Yuanji can be called Fang Xing's best friend!
Meng Ying was a little depressed. He walked slowly towards the outside. The attendant behind him led his horse to remind him that it was not the direction to go home. Meng Ying stopped and bowed his head to a wall.
The wall was newly built, but in the crack in the corner, Meng Ying saw a little green.
There is still residual snow on the edge, but this green is like a ray of sunshine piercing the dark clouds, which is particularly dazzling