Today, Gu Changwei braised the fat meat in soy sauce according to Ma Cheng's order, and added condiments such as pepper and star anise, and the smell immediately became different.

There were no steamed buns at noon, they were all steamed rice with brown rice. Each person had a piece of red braised pork, and the remaining salted cabbage in the morning. The more than a hundred people ate it so happily. Even Ma Cheng felt that the food was much delicious.

There is half an hour to rest after dinner, which is the soldier’s personal time.

At the beginning of the afternoon, at 2:00 p.m., Ma Cheng summoned these soldiers again, and the afternoon was a cultural class. Originally, Ma Cheng wanted to put the cultural class until the evening, but there were no lamps in this era. You must know that lamp oil is very expensive, so you can only put the cultural class until the afternoon.

There is no need to go out for cultural courses. Ma Cheng gathered the soldiers in a big room and let them sit on the ground, and placed a blackboard in the front.

Ma Cheng walked to the podium with a white gray strip pressed with calcium carbonate and said, "Everyone is very good. We have to take cultural classes every afternoon. Of course, I don't want you to take the imperial examination, but I hope you can understand etiquette and be shameless! Do you know?"

Xu Dahu disagreed with learning. He believed that as long as he could kill people when he was a soldier, what culture would he have to learn?

Xu Dahu raised his hand and asked, "Sir, why do we need to learn culture? Isn't it enough to just chop people when we are in the army?"

Hearing Xu Dahu say this, Ma Cheng cursed: "Xu Dahu, Xu Dahu, you really have no ambition. You Qiu Ba will not study. Will you read official documents when you become a general in the future? Do you still need the Book Office to read the order I gave you? There are all kinds of situations on the battlefield. What if your book is killed?"

After Ma Cheng said that, he disagreed when he saw these Qiu Ba. Ma Cheng was so angry that he cursed: "I have heard it clearly. I have to take the exam after teaching. If anyone can't eat at night!"

Not allowing food to be eaten is a big killer. After all, the food in the army is too good, and it is too threatening to not allowing food to be eaten. Everyone heard Ma Cheng say this and quickly sat upright, opening their eyes wide to see what Ma Cheng wants to teach.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Ma Cheng nodded and started teaching. He wanted to teach these illiterate people, but he couldn't teach a hundred surnames and thousands of characters as soon as he came up. Ma Cheng now wrote a big horizontal line on the blackboard and said, "This is one! It's the one I read in the morning!"

Then he wrote two more horizontal lines and continued, "This is two!" Ma Cheng wrote three more horizontal lines. Just as he was about to speak, a boy below said, "Sir, this is three!"

When Ma Cheng saw that it was good and someone who knew how to read, he quickly asked, "Are you literate?"

The guy said proudly: "Sir, the villain is illiterate, but one horizontal is one, two horizontal is two, and then three horizontal is three!"

Ma Cheng's face turned green when he was angry and scolded: "Damn it, follow your method and four horizontal lines to be four?"

Everyone said in unison: "Yes!"

Ma Cheng was so angry that he couldn't speak. He turned around and wrote all the numbers one to ten on the blackboard, and then said, "I see clearly, this is four, this is five!"

After teaching the cultural class this afternoon, Ma Cheng felt even more tired than in the morning. After all, it was just physically tired in the morning, and the heart was tired in the afternoon. These guys were as stupid as a cow, which really made Ma Cheng heartbroken.

After a while, Ma Cheng taught them the five words from one to five, and it was already evening. The evening training was running, repeating the five-kilometer cross-country running in the morning again, and then eating and sleeping. The work of this day was completed.

Ma Cheng was so tired that he lay on the bed like a dead pig, and even the intention of having a warm heart with Gu Xiying was gone. Gu Xiying saw Ma Cheng who had already fallen asleep, sighed and called Ma Huan Chunlian. The two of them took off Ma Cheng's clothes and shoes together and waited for Ma Cheng to go to bed.

Although the training is hard, efforts will pay off. After the adaptation period a few days ago, the training of recruits gradually formed rules. Ma Cheng no longer needs to use iron buckets to wake everyone up in the morning. Every day before dawn, everyone can get up for morning exercises.

The progress in the queue is also gratifying. After five days of intensive training, these 100 people were finally able to move forward at a relatively neat pace. Although the formation was still twisted when marching, it was much stronger than five days ago.

The afternoon cultural class also progressed steadily. Ma Cheng had finished teaching numbers and began to learn the top ten surnames. Many people knew how to write their surnames and were extremely excited. They also had an indescribable respect for Ma Cheng.

What Ma Cheng didn't know was that until now, these hundred talents respected Ma Cheng in their hearts. It was very simple. In ancient China, people attached great importance to scholars. No matter how poor their families were, they would support their children to study as long as they had a little hope. So Ma Cheng taught these farmers who originally didn't know a single word to learn their surnames. These people really recognized Ma Cheng as their teacher in their hearts.

Of course, not everyone is happy. Gu Changwei is the most unhappy one. The money spent in the past five or six days is his money. The old lady originally gave Gu Xiying a hundred taels of betrothal gift, but Ma Cheng spent seven or eight, and there were less than twenty taels left. Gu Changwei didn't expect that these Qiu Bas are so edible, and they need a big fat pig every two days. If this continues, the money in his hand can only last for three days.

Gu Changwei found Ma Cheng and said the difficulties. According to Gu Changwei's opinion, this is almost the same. From ancient times to the present, there has been no such thing as an army. Not to mention three meals a day, two taels of meat would be eaten every day. Gu Changwei himself also served as a soldier. When he was in Guiyang, he only had two mixed grain steamed buns every day, and he liked it or not.

Ma Cheng was also very anxious when he heard Gu Changwei say that he was busy training soldiers these days, and he didn't know how the sugar factory was doing. It just so happened that there was nothing wrong in the morning, so Ma Cheng handed over the queue to Xu Dahu, and then took Gu Changwei to Xicheng Sugar Factory.

Fengyang Xicheng was originally a place for shops and workshops, so it was naturally a severely affected area that was robbed by Li Chuang. Large areas of houses were burned down and have not recovered until now.

Ma Cheng's sugar factory is located in Ximen, Fengyang, which is far from the city center, so there are still a few houses left, one of which is where Ma Cheng's sugar factory is located.

In order to protect the secret of sugar making, Ma Cheng asked the butler Ma Gui to send a few servants to guard the door, but this was Ma Cheng too careful. No one dared to rob the Ma family's sugar making recipe here in Fengyang.

The servant at the door saw Ma Cheng coming and hurried forward to salute: "Second Master is here!"

Ma Cheng nodded and asked, "Where is Ma Shun?"

"My second brother Ma Shun is inside, please come in!" After the clerk said that, he opened the door and welcomed Ma Cheng.

This house is very big. It might have been a warehouse of a workshop before. When you walk into the gate, you will find a spacious yard. Now the yard is filled with rows of large cylinders, and iron cylinders lead carbon dioxide from the stove to the large cylinder. Several force workers are using sticks to stir the solution in the cylinder.

At this time, Ma Shun came. When he saw Ma Cheng appearing at the door, he quickly stepped forward and bowed and said, "Second Master is here!"

"Well, it's all right today. Come and see how you're doing!"

"Second Master, this is the reaction tank, the sedimentation tank and purification are at the back!"

Ma Cheng looked at the front yard and found that Ma Shun had two brushes. He built up the workshop in just five or six days.

Ma Cheng followed Ma Shun to the backyard, where there were also two rows of large tanks. On one side, a worker put the black-brown sugar bricks into the sedimentation tank and heated and dissolved them. On the other side, the worker was boiling the saturated solution in an iron pot to purify it.

Ma Cheng was very satisfied after reading it: "Where do you put the purified sugar? Take me to see!"

Ma Shun led Ma Cheng to the last time he entered the yard, where it became much quieter, and it was a warehouse. Ma Shun opened the door with his own key. It was relatively empty inside, with only a few bags placed here.

Ma Shun stepped forward and opened a cloth bag, which was filled with pure white sugar. Ma Cheng stepped forward and grabbed a handful, looked and tasted it. Sure enough, the quality of the sugar can be improved to a higher level after mass production. The taste and color of this sugar are very close to that of the past.

In fact, what Ma Cheng didn't know was that in the later generations, except that the accuracy of the vessels in the vessels was better than that of the Ming Dynasty, the production process was similar, and they were all semi-mechanized and semi-manual, and they were not much advanced than that of the Ming Dynasty.

Seeing that Ma Cheng was very satisfied, Ma Shun felt relieved. This was the first major event he was responsible for alone. How he would do in the future depends entirely on the satisfaction of the second young master.

Ma Shun said: "Sei Ye, today is the second day of the official start. Yesterday, it was the first day, so only two cloth bags of 200 kilograms of sugar were produced. As workers' proficiency increases, the villain is estimated to be able to stabilize the output of 300 to 400 kilograms per day."

Ma Cheng was very satisfied with Ma Shun's progress, nodded and said, "Okay, I'm very satisfied with Second Master! How many raw materials are needed if I produce 300 kilograms of sugar a day?"

Ma Shun took out the notebook and looked at it, and said, "Second Master, if you look at the output of 300 kilograms, you need 500 kilograms of brown sugar, 150 kilograms of lime, and 30 kilograms of charcoal. The cost per day is about two taels of silver!"

Two taels of silver a day produce 300 kilograms of sugar. Even if each kilogram of sugar is five cents of silver, it is 150 taels of silver a day, and the output is seventy-five times. Ma Cheng saw a large amount of silver coming towards him.

Of course, the benefits cannot be calculated like this. In addition to the cost of raw materials, there are also the costs of workers, the costs of merchants, the losses of transportation, etc. However, all of these are included in Ma Cheng's estimated that the income of one day is about 100 taels of silver.

"Okay, where are you going to sell it first?"

"Second Master, we have a shop in Nanjing. The villain is preparing to transport the first batch of 500 kilograms to Nanjing for sale!"

Ma Cheng was very satisfied after hearing this. The local rich man in Nanzhili was very rich and he should be sold out soon after 500 kilograms.

"How much do you plan to price when shipped to Nanjing?"
Chapter completed!