Chapter 112, Becoming a Father for the First Time

Bingzhou in this era was actually Shanxi Province in later generations. If you want to ask what Shanxi is most abundant in, you will definitely answer without hesitation that it is coal mines and iron ore.

Shanxi's coal bosses are not in vain.

However, coal was not called coal in this era, but had various names, such as stone nirvana, carbonite, graphite, black gold stone, black elixir, etc.

Since Guo Jia was lucky enough to come to this era, he suggested that Liu Bei choose Bingzhou as his base, so he would not miss this treasure mountain.

Although coal has begun to be used in this era, it is relatively less widespread and is only used for iron smelting, heating, etc.

The most important thing is that people's mining methods are still very simple, which also leads to low output.

This business undoubtedly fell on Mi Zhu. He and Liu Bei had a complementary relationship, but this business was related to land after all, so most of the profits had to be turned over to the treasury.

But even so, that small amount of income was enough for him to make a fortune.

Soldiers all over the mountains and plains are sweating and working hard for the coal mining industry, just because Guo Jia promised that all the soldiers participating in the work will have meat to eat.

The simple reward made almost everyone happy and full of fighting spirit.

This is also a way to train soldiers' physical fitness. It not only achieves the effect of military training, but also helps Mi Zhu solve the labor problem. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Guo Jia stood on the hillside not far away, watching the raging scene below, and said to himself: "It's still too slow. It would be great if we could get an excavator."

But he immediately shook his head. The industrial technology of this era was not enough to support the creation of excavators. It would be enough to create a steam engine in his lifetime.

"What is an excavator?" Mi Zhu happened to appear behind him.

Guo Jia was startled, then replied nonchalantly: "A bug that likes to dig tunnels."

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Mi Zhu didn't ask any more questions, but took out a jar-like thing in his hand, which looked like a gourd.

"The method mentioned by Brother Fengxiao is indeed effective. If we follow your method, the porcelain fired will indeed be more exquisite... If this kind of porcelain enters the market, it will definitely be sought after by princes, nobles, and dignitaries."

Mi Zhu became more and more excited as he talked. As an excellent businessman, he could naturally see the business opportunities contained in it.

How do businessmen make money?

Isn’t it just to come up with more exquisite products first?

Guo Jia just glanced at it, shook his head and said, "It's not enough."

Mi Zhu was stunned: "Such exquisite porcelain cannot satisfy Fengxiao?"

Most of the porcelain of this era was relatively simple. In comparison, the colors of the porcelain they fired were more vivid.

Guo Jia turned around and said with a serious face: "Our first batch of porcelain will be sold at a high price. Do you think this finished product is worth the price?"

Although it is said that rare things are more valuable, the prerequisite is that the quality must also pass the standard!

Mi Zhu felt that the success was because this new porcelain was much more exquisite than the common celadon on the market. However, Guo Jia had long been accustomed to all kinds of porcelain from later generations, so his requirements were naturally higher.

Mi Zhu understood immediately.

"Does one have to imitate the method of selling wine to be a filial piety?"

When the first batch of spirits was sold to various states and counties, this man gave him an idea, saying that this kind of wine was a thousand-year-old wine and was priceless, so he sold it at a very high price and made a lot of money.

But a few months later, this person increased production and lowered the price, and Mi Zhu was almost beaten because of this.

Is this man really a strategist?

Why do you feel that he is more of a businessman than me?

"Of course!" Guo Jia nodded and joked: "Without top technology, how can we pursue it wantonly?"

"I understand, and I will definitely encourage them to make more exquisite porcelain."

Mi Zhu paused and then said: "But... if it is sold at a high price, will those dignitaries buy it?"

Guo Jia smiled and said: "Don't underestimate the comparison spirit of nobles from aristocratic families. The reason why nobles are nobles is because they always feel that they are superior to others."

Mi Zhu wanted to say something more, but she saw Zhang Fei walking towards him with a shirtless face and a dark smile.

He was already a bit dark, but it became even darker after being stained with coal.

Mi Zhu asked in confusion: "Why do the three generals need to do such menial work?"

Zhang Fei waved his hands and said: "There is no battle to fight now. I can't use up all my strength recently and am so exhausted. In the words of my elder brother and military advisor... I share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers."

Guo Jia was a little envious and wanted to lend him some of this guy's strength. Every time he rode a horse, he was always exhausted and out of breath. After all, his strength was still a bit weak.

At this moment, a soldier hurriedly rode over.

"Commander, my wife is giving birth!"

Guo Jia hurriedly ran to the carriage, and Zhang Fei did not hesitate, as if he had a share in the birth of his son.

It turned out that it was indeed related to him. The two had agreed in advance that Guo Jia's eldest son would recognize Zhang Fei as his adoptive father.

Mi Zhu started to speak but stopped.

Third General, is it appropriate for you to be showing off like this right now?

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As soon as Guo Jia arrived in his backyard, he heard Su Meiniang's shrill screams, which made her feel a little worried.

This was the first time for him to witness a woman's childbirth process with his own eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh, no wonder people said that his birthday was actually his mother's Good Friday.

Especially in this era of lack of medical facilities, the risk of premature death of a baby, or even one death and two deaths, was extremely high. Guo Jia was not sure whether he, as the son of destiny, could avoid it.

"It will be fine, it will be fine..." Guo Jia stood outside the house and kept walking, like an ant on a hot pot.

Zhang Fei thought of his wife, who was also pregnant, and was inevitably frightened at that time.

Bian Yu'er walked to Guo Jia and said softly: "Sister and Yi'er will be safe as mother and son."

Guo Jia nodded slightly and thought to himself: Little guy, I gave you the "Yi" piece so that you will not lose to others in the future. Even if God prevents you from being born, you still have to fight with him.

However, the shrill screams coming from his ears became more and more intense, making it impossible for him to calm down. The oppressive feeling caused by thousands of troops could not compare to this moment.

"Wow……"

I don't know how long it took, but a cry instantly relieved everyone's tense minds.

Guo Jia immediately rushed in regardless of the obstruction.

Zhang Fei said to himself: "I knew my adopted son could do it... My wife is much stronger than the Fengxiao family, so it should be no problem."

Bian Yu'er was stunned when she heard this, and subconsciously reached out to touch her lower abdomen.

Does giving birth to a son depend on physical fitness?

No, her husband often says that her constitution is different from ordinary people, she is a good mother and childbearer, and everything will go smoothly for her.

Guo Jia had already arrived at the house. At this time, Su Meiniang was extremely weak, but her eyes looking at the baby in the maid's arms were filled with the so-called maternal brilliance.

"Thanks a lot."

"Finally I didn't disappoint my husband."

This word refers to the saying of good fertility.
Chapter completed!