Bring back a large number of muskets, artillery, and matching black powder that Lu Xiao needs.
Lu Xiao didn't care about Hu, and he often scattered large amounts of real money. However, during the payment process, Lu Xiao still played a trick. When inspecting the goods, he took the goods brought back by different merchants and made them according to their quality.
graded.
Then different rewards were paid according to the quality.
It is normal for the quality of goods to be good or bad. Therefore, the amount received into the account will naturally be more or less. This is a normal thing. But when I see that more goes into other people's pockets than my own, some people still sit there.
Can't stand it any longer.
That's how people are. If everyone earns less, it doesn't matter. But if some people earn more and others earn less, it will cause trouble.
The British man was very unhappy because he was the one who earned the least. He had no choice but to let him cheat. Although the firearms he got were usable, they were still not brand new. Lu Xiao inspected the goods on the spot and only gave him half the price.
.This made the British people suddenly lose their composure.
Seeing the golden gold enter someone else's pocket. This was even more uncomfortable than killing him. But there was nothing he could do. He had only a few connections in the UK, so with all his efforts, he only managed to get some second-hand goods. Fortunately, they were definitely usable.
Otherwise, he was really afraid that he would be cut in half by that cruel imperial intelligence officer.
But it is absolutely not okay to earn less money. Especially when everyone earns more than him, the British psychology begins to have a huge imbalance. He thought of some hints from Lu Xiao before leaving last year.
What Lu Xiao really wants is craftsmen, craftsmen who can make these weapons, technical drawings and other source-level things. As arms dealers, these Europeans are naturally not fools. For the sake of long-term interests, they obviously will not easily bring them to Lu Xiao
these things.
Lu Xiao also established a firearms research institute in the Ming Dynasty. They can now reproduce the original flintlock musket. However, the technology is immature and the quality of the steel is not up to standard, making it impossible for the firearms to enter mass production in a short time.
That's why Lu Xiao looked for opportunities in these old Europeans.
Originally, he was a little disappointed with this transaction because these guys only brought finished products and none of them planned to bring technical transactions.
But that night, the British suddenly found him alone.
"Lu, I hope I can call you this."
"It depends on what you can bring me. You know, I am a very realistic person. Whoever can bring me more benefits can become my friend. Unfortunately, your performance today
I can only say it’s average.”
"...I know. But I have something better here."
Lu Xiao suddenly became interested.
"Tell me!"
"I can get some craftsmen to make new muskets."
"Then what?" Lu Xiao didn't show much interest. This made the British man turn pale.
"There are also supporting technologies."
"I'm starting to get interested. When will I be able to see those things?"
"...Lu, you have to know that if I do this kind of thing, I won't be able to survive in this industry. So, I need some guarantees."
"It's very simple. If you can do it, then I guarantee that you won't need to do any work for the rest of your life. You can buy a manor anywhere in the world, and then you and your descendants can live there.
Hundreds of years of true aristocratic life.”
The British man was obviously moved by Lu Xiao's conditions. He came to Lu Xiao just impulsively because of an imbalance in his heart. But now, he is really tempted.
.....................
The flames of Liaodong are still burning.
That night, the flames that ignited not only burned 80% of Huang Taiji's food and grass, but also burned his ambition to go south this year.
At the same time, Huang Taiji also discovered a serious problem. That is, when he did not have enough food to eat, he could not feed the Ming troops who came to surrender and the people in the city.
And he was not the only one who thought of this problem. There were also some smart-minded people in the Ming army who thought of this problem.
"General, I'm afraid the situation is not good. Now all the food and grass have been burned. What will we eat in the future?"
The Ming army general glanced at the soldier who spoke. He didn't recognize who it was. But he should have seen him when he was fighting the fire last night. After fighting the fire for a day and a night, all the teams had long been disrupted.
And what the soldier said was right. These Ming army generals knew the virtues of those Tatars very well. They brought food and grass to seek refuge. At most, they could survive. Most of the people in the city would be taken back to be slaves.
But now the food is gone, and there are still more than three months until the autumn harvest. And the food in the city may not be enough for a month. Since then, the situation has become a bit delicate.
It is absolutely impossible for the Tatars to give up their food rations to Ming troops like themselves. But similarly, it is absolutely impossible for these surrendered Ming troops to starve to death like this. After all, they still have guys in their hands.
You surrendered just to avoid death. Now you are going to starve to death. How do you say that?
The Ming army generals only felt that an invisible crisis had enveloped them and others. At this time, the soldier said again.
"General, how many years have we been here in Liaodong? Don't you know the virtues of those Tatars? What they can't get...maybe they will not end well?"
This sentence suddenly woke up the general. The reason why he did not think about this aspect was actually lying to himself. After all, he surrendered. If he surrendered or died, it would not mean that his previous decision was wrong. But now
, after someone pointed out all this, he couldn't help but think more.
He now knows that it is not just the food in Shenyang that has been burned. The food in the surrounding cities controlled by the Tatars has suffered the same fate. This is clearly a plan by the Ming Dynasty. And this plan seems to be a conspiracy. In fact, it is
It's a conspiracy.
The Tatars, the Ming army, and the people of Liaodong are all here. But there is not enough food to eat. There are two possibilities. One is that the Tatars forcefully raise troops and continue to go south to plunder more food. The other is...
..
Just as my thoughts reached this point, a cry for help suddenly came from not far away.
"Sir, help me, my lord!
!The Tatars are going to kill us!
!”
Everyone stood up to watch, and saw a Ming soldier running over covered in blood. He had three arrows stuck in his back and was covered in blood. Behind him was a group of Tatars who were chasing him.
“My lord, my lord, help me, the Tatars are going to kill people and silence them!
"
This shout made the Ming army gathered together become nervous on the spot. They all looked at the general in unison. At this time, the other general also had a look of despair.
"There is not enough food and grass, and the Tatars may not be able to accommodate us. Brothers, fight with them!"
