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Chapter 221: Where is Penglai (3)

The four of them, John, Yin Sak, Da Baike, and Chariter, stayed in the entry inspection area of ​​Shanghai Port for three days. After receiving the inspection reports from two doctors, they were allowed to leave the port area and enter Shanghai County.

"Dear Da Geer, I'm glad you passed the inspection and can continue to be our guide." John said with a smile.

Duda changed into a blue shirt, which was clean and refreshing.

He cupped his hands and said, "Both gentlemen are generous people, and they give enough rewards. Naturally, the younger ones are more likely to fawn over such good guests."

John looked at Duda meaningfully and said, "Brother Da, I really wrong you."

Duda chuckled: "You make money, don't feel wronged."

After speaking, he took the initiative to ask: "Two gentlemen, where do you want to go?

"We want to go to the Nestorian Church in Shanghai County. Do you know Da Geer?"

"I'm not familiar with it, but I know how to call a carriage to take the four of you there. Do you want to go now? Why don't you find a hotel first to settle down for the ceremony and so on?"

"Hotel? Okay, let's go to the hotel first. Da Ge, help us choose a clean and affordable hotel." John remonstrated.

"Don't worry." Duda said, patting his chest.

After going to "Yelai Inn - Shanghai County Branch" to register, John left Baek and Charité at the hotel to guard the salutes and important belongings. He and Yin Sak, led by Duda, rushed to

Nestorian Oriental Cathedral in Shanghai County, go to Antioch's senior brother Maxim.

After arriving at the church and exchanging greetings, John learned that the Song Dynasty's name was Ma Sansi, which means to think twice before acting.

"The Sword Comes"

"Brother Yue and Brother Yi traveled thousands of miles to bring the gospel of God and the news of the Roman Empire to the Song Dynasty. They are really meritorious."

Ma Sansi speaks politely and sounds very kind, but why does he feel awkward? Can he speak properly?

Du Da, who was on the sidelines, understood the meaning. Ma Sansi might have had too much contact with government officials, so he unintentionally spoke with a bit of an official accent.

John blinked his eyes, and simply followed the habits of the Song Dynasty, and said: "Brother Ma, on the order of His Majesty Alexius I, Emperor of the Roman Empire, I am on a mission to the Song Dynasty, and on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor, I am going to the Song Dynasty Emperor

Your Majesty, your most sincere greetings. I heard that Brother Ma has a close relationship with the Song Dynasty government. I wonder if you can pass on my message?"

Ma Sansi took a breath, the flag was a little too big.

However, he also knew that the Roman Empire, from the education he had received since childhood, could be regarded as a powerful country among the countries in the West. It was completely different from the small countries of cats and dogs in the South China Sea and the Southern Ocean. Presumably the Ministry of Rites must be in charge of the administrative affairs and the prefectures.

People in the state government should take it seriously.

Moreover, from a religious perspective, Ma Sansi also hoped for friendly exchanges between the Roman Empire and the Song Dynasty.

In this case, Nestorianism, which originated in the Roman Empire, would be more valuable in the eyes of the emperors and ministers of the Song Dynasty, and its position in the Western religious circles of the Song Dynasty would be more consolidated.

After thinking about it in his mind, Ma Sansi replied happily: "I have some friendship with Sun Daguan, the governor of Jiangdong County. I heard that he is inspecting Baoshan Iron and Steel Plant, Wusong Shipyard and Taicang Spinner and Cotton Factory. I will call someone right now.

Go to the official residence of Changsun and put in a name card and write down the whole story. If you are lucky, you should be received soon."

After a pause, Ma Sansi added: "But official Changsun is busy with his affairs, so he may not meet us in Shanghai County. But it doesn't matter, he will always go back to the Chief Secretary's Yamen in Wuxian County, Suzhou. Then we will go directly to the Chief Secretary's Office.

It’s good to meet him, it’s just a matter of waiting a little longer.”

"Thank you, Brother Ma." John asked, "Does this eldest grandson have enough power?"

"He used to be an official of the Song Dynasty. Well, he was His Majesty the Emperor's servant, that is, the chief staff officer. This time he was sent to the place, not to be demoted, but to gain experience."

John breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

At the Baoshan Iron and Steel Plant, more than a dozen chimneys tower into the clouds, and thick smoke billows like black rods thrust into the sky. Farther away is the pier dedicated to the Baoshan Iron and Steel Plant.

Several big-bellied boats lined up and parked at the berth.

Each berth also has a high shelf, but the high shelf here is different from the Quanzhou Pier. The high shelf here stretches out a long thin arm diagonally downwards, extending through the loading and unloading port of the ship's deck into the cabin.

If you look carefully, you can see that there is a belt or canvas strip on the thin arm that is rotating back and forth. The power seems to come from the cows pulling the large turntable on the elevated base, and is transmitted to this conveyor belt through the turntable, rotating shaft, gears, and belts.

There should be someone in the cabin holding a shovel, shoveling the crushed iron ore onto the conveyor belt.

These iron ore fragments, which are no bigger than a quail egg and as small as a peanut, are quickly carried forward by the conveyor belt, rising higher and higher. When they reach the highest point, the conveyor belt turns downward and returns from the bottom.

The iron ore fell out of the air and landed on another conveyor belt. This conveyor belt also stretched diagonally from high to low into the dock, all the way to the loading carriage parked on the rails. There were people in the carriage using tools to The accumulated iron ore pushed around the carriage, filling it up even more.

When a carriage is filled, the driver whips his whip and the eight horses exert their force. The carriage slowly moves forward, moving the empty carriage behind it to the bottom of the conveyor belt.

Further away, there are several big-bellied ships loaded with coal parked. There are also high racks and conveyor belts on the pier, and the high-quality coal transported from Guangning Port in Annan is sent into the loading cars that are also parked on the rails.

It's just that I'm far away and can't see it very clearly. It should be roughly the same process.

The air was filled with soot, burning heat and other messy smells, which were very pungent.

"This is the smell of industrialization." Changsun Moli murmured. He turned to Ye Xun beside him and asked, "You have been the magistrate here for three years. Are you used to this smell?"

"I'm not used to it." Ye Xun shook his head, "I think the smell is unpleasant and pungent."

The eldest grandson Moli laughed heartily.

"Nothing is perfect in the world. If a steel factory can produce a steady stream of steel and exude an intoxicating fragrance...how can it be such a good thing!"

"By the way, remember to remind the manager of Baoshan Iron and Steel Plant that the No. 5 steel must be completed and delivered on time. The Kaifeng Firearms Research Institute and the Gun Factory are waiting for this batch of steel to be trial-produced in small batches for Type 06 smoothbore guns."

"It's the county guard, my subordinates have written it down."

Changsun Moli didn't know what he thought of, and shook his head: "Firearms are easy to use, easy to use, and very lethal. But they consume too much, steel, gunpowder, lead bullets. With a bang, a few hundred coins are gone. Water The division is even more outrageous. One artillery is worth hundreds or thousands of kilograms of copper, and a ship has dozens of guns. With a bang, dozens of guns are gone. This is really like using copper coins to hit people."

Ye Xun joined in and said, "The governor is right. Regarding firearms, officials once said that advanced weapons, no matter how powerful they are, will lose their practical significance if they cannot be produced at low cost, cannot be produced and used on a large scale."

"Regardless of it, firearms are the treasure of Xu Ziqi (Xu Lin). He can use as much steel and wrought copper as he wants through the Ordnance Department. What we need to pay attention to now is the cotton factory and the cotton factory. These two places are now in Jiangdong.

The county's big profit maker is also a big profit maker in maritime exports. But the varieties and yields of cotton still can't keep up."

"Now that the cotton seeds have just been planted, we have to worry about the harvest in half a year."

The eldest grandson, Moli, sighed.
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