The early winter in Jinling is not cold. Yes, at least everyone in the mission in the room doesn't feel cold.

After arriving in Jinling, they were deprived of their right to shop freely.

Doc is drinking tea. The tea in Jinling seems to be more fragrant than that in Peiping, but they say it's because the water is good.

The north is bitter and cold, and the water is hard.

The south is warm and pleasant.

But he tried. When the wind blew in the courtyard for a quarter of an hour, he immediately felt that his bones were cold.

Rough on one side, soft on the other.

Softness often means silence, as is the cold in the south.

"How long do we have to wait?"

Although Ming people prohibited them from going out alone, they did not restrict their movement in the post house.

Abel also lost the confidence of his so-called "allies". He wants to return home now.

"Are you thinking about your lover or your child?"

Doc sneered. Seeing that Abel was a little dull, he couldn't help but say depressed: "at present, it seems that we have to wait for the decision of Ming people, but Chen is gone. When he was in the capital, he often came to us to take a bath, which was disgusting, but now he doesn't come. What does that mean?"

"This means that Ming people feel they don't have to perfunctory us anymore."

Henry came in outside the door. He was wearing a bright robe and still felt uncomfortable walking.

As soon as he came in, he rubbed his hands and said, "the winter here will not be better. I have a hunch that we can't leave until spring."

Abel sighed, "whatever. Anyway, they disdain to kill me."

Doc sneered, "after killing me, you can't live for them to kill."

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"The Western emissary was shopping, and the tessi emissary was stared on the street once. He was a little unhappy when he came back, but the lower officials didn't take care of it. Later, they stopped by themselves."

The serious Chen Mo makes Fang Xing uncomfortable. But Chen Mo was almost scared to death since he was stared at by people in the East Hall last time. He has been very serious recently.

"Watch them. Remember, except Confucianism, they are not allowed to buy and collect any books. Once they find them, they will take them back immediately. Therefore... It doesn't hurt to see blood. They are meritorious and innocent."

Fang wakes up and sees Chen Mo's flattering smile.

Familiar obscenity!

Fang Xing felt better, so he ordered, "it's still some time before you go to sea. If you want to go home and have a look, Ben Bo will decide and give you a long holiday."

Chen Modui said with a smile, "uncle, I'm in office. Don't, don't!"

This is a shopkeeper! The family's wife and children don't care at all, but there is no shortage of money and food.

Fang Xing suppressed the strange guess and said, "in that case, it's up to you."

After Chen Mo left, Liu Pu said he would go to the shipyard.

……

Li's workshop is a rising star in Jinling. Since the gradual liberalization of commercial restrictions in the late Yongle year, Li's workshop has developed from scratch and from small to large.

After the year of Xuande, the business environment became more relaxed. The Li family didn't have enough workshop space in the city, so they set up a new workshop outside the city to produce iron ware.

The workshops in the city are specialized in making high-quality products, so the guards are very strict. I'm afraid other families will steal to learn.

It's a workshop. It looks like a human settlement outside, but it covers a larger area.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Royal guards Feishi."

When the gate opened, Li Ji, the owner of the workshop, welcomed Fang Xing and others in with soft legs.

"Ben Bofang wakes up... Hey, hey! Hold him!"

Fang Xinggang introduced himself. Looking at the strong Li Ji, his eyes turned white, he fell back.

This is Fang Xing's first time to see Fei Shi's hand. It's just slower than Xin Laoqi.

Xin Laoqi stepped forward and held Li Ji, and Fei Shi immediately held the other side.

Xin Laoqi just pressed it, and Li Ji woke up. When he saw Fang waking up, he shrank back like a demon.

"Ben Bo didn't come to copy the family!"

Fang Xing was comforted by black lines, but Li Ji was still afraid. Fei Shi shouted, "who scared you? Tell me, uncle is in charge of you."

Li Ji looked at Fang Xing timidly. Fei Shi touched the handle of the knife. His eyes became colder and colder, which made him speak.

"Uncle, someone said... You want to suppress business..."

Fang Xing asked, "who said that? Why?"

Fei Shi scolded: "uncle always said that Daming was suppressing businessmen. Whose bullshit is this? It has ulterior motives!"

"Yes... Drinking the day before yesterday, we saw those who were copied..."

"Those are gentry."

Feishi felt that the information asymmetry was too deceptive and said, "those gentry colluded with the generals in the army and made a big taboo."

"Pure rumors!"

Fang woke up and comforted Li Ji. Seeing that Fei Shi had arranged someone to check, he couldn't help nodding slightly.

He has always felt that Daming is not short of talents, but only the atmosphere of talent exposure and reuse.

There are brick houses inside. Outside the house, there are several large water tanks and a few piles of sand on the side.

"Uncle, this is for fear of fire."

After Fang Xing showed his attitude of coming to see and inspect, Li Ji immediately came back to life and talked about the facilities in the workshop.

"This is good. Be prepared!"

Fang woke up with approval and went inside.

It's not small inside. As soon as you enter the door, a heat wave comes.

The stoves were burning, and the ironware burned red in them, and then they were clamped out and knocked.

When Li Ji brought people in, the craftsmen just glanced at them and continued to work.

"The rules are good."

Fang Xing walked to the edge of a station and watched two craftsmen beating a slender thing.

This is a pipe. It's almost rolled.

Before long, a craftsman pulled something from the side of the pipe, then took a curved, thinner iron pipe and knocked it into the gap. After cooling, he scooped up the burned liquefied thing and poured it, I don't know whether it was steel or iron.

"Heat expansion and cold contraction? Interesting."

Fang's words brightened Li Ji's eyes and said happily: "uncle, these craftsmen all know this truth. Later, after reading your science, everyone knew it was called thermal expansion and cold contraction..."

"Uncle?"

The two craftsmen had long seen Fang Xing's wealth. When they heard about science, they were overjoyed.

Let Fang wake up unexpectedly overjoyed.

The craftsman buried the iron pipe in a pile of thin things on the side that didn't know its origin.

Then they knelt down together and immediately stopped other craftsmen from their work.

There is less knocking sound in the room, only the occasional crackle of flame and the sound of stress change of some workpieces.

Fang Xing was stunned and said, "what's this? Get up!"

Being knelt down can make people feel happy. For a long time, they will even have the idea that they are gods and the rest are mortals.

When Fang woke up and frowned, Li Ji quickly scolded, "kneel NIMA, get up quickly."

Li Ji, who had been flattering and laughing, changed her appearance in an instant, fierce and cold.

This is the capitalist!

Fang woke up with a cold face. Wang Heli shouted, "who are you scolding?"

The two craftsmen got up in panic. Li Ji immediately smiled and said, "the small ones scold them!"

"They are craftsmen?"

Fang woke up and asked, his face light, as if he were indifferent.

But Wang he knew some of his ideas and opinions, and he smiled more in Li Ji's eyes.

Flattery is in the wrong place!

Li Ji was stunned and said, "no, uncle, you can't use a craftsman!"

Craftsmen of craftsmanship are under the control and assignment of the government, and private workshops are not qualified to use them.

Fang Xing said faintly, "you didn't have such a good life before. Later, you relaxed the conditions. You can do business, start workshops and hire these people with confidence..."

"Yes, yes!"

Li Ji flattered: "this is your Majesty's benevolent government, this is uncle you..."

"How much money and food can you get a month?"

Fang Xing ignored him and asked two craftsmen.

Li Ji was embarrassed. Seeing that the two craftsmen dared not say, he was ready to answer.

"The master didn't let you talk! If you talk any more..."

The knife glanced at Li Ji and his eyes were red.

"It's hot inside. Go out with the knife and blow the wind."

Xin Laoqi knew that Xiaodao was ill. He probably remembered the sadness of his childhood, so he pointed out and asked someone to go out with him.