Ma Tiju kept talking: "Please give me more time, Your Majesty. I will spare no effort to make something usable as soon as possible." When he saw Zhang Ning coming to see him in person from time to time, he naturally felt that he was urging them.
However, Zhang Ning did not blame him. Instead, he comforted him with some kind words, and casually praised Ma Dapeng for being serious about his business. Then he walked into the office where the court was held and asked for some files to read.
First, there are the rules and regulations for the internal management of the Ordnance Bureau. The newly promulgated rules adopt a positive incentive system. In addition to the normal position salary, from officials to craftsmen, there is also a "merit reward". As long as someone has truly made a contribution, they will be rewarded based on their merit.
, higher-level people can be promoted to an annual income of one hundred and twenty taels. At a time when the salary of a magistrate and county official is only equivalent to more than forty taels of currency, this kind of senior technician is undoubtedly a high income.
The promotion authority has full control over the school examination level; and then the promotion is controlled based on the budget number; at the same time, the department that pays the weapons bureau's funds is directly allocated from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and then the Ministry of Internal Affairs sends people to audit and monitor the accounts.
Decentralization and restraint coexist, but early technological achievements are undoubtedly more important than the investment in money and grain, so Zhang Ning adjusted the policy by relaxing funding.
This kind of rules is certainly not comparable to the more detailed and rigorous modern management system that Zhang Ning had seen in his previous life; but under the current social level, it is already very advanced and more reasonable.
Ma Tiju brought out another bunch of drawings and asked Zhang Ning to take a look.
But Zhang Ning did not look at the drawings for the time being, and directly asked him to bring out the experimental finished product to observe. Two officials brought in two firearms from outside. Zhang Ning took one and immediately felt that it was too heavy. Looking at the firing mechanism, it was too heavy.
It's complicated, I thought: There must be many unreasonable things in the design. The flintlock gun in my impression is not such a big pile of parts piled at the back.
Ma Tiju explained: "At the beginning, we only focused on how to fire reliably, and it was not yet time for testing and practicality, so it looks like this..."
"What's the fire rate? Can it effectively ignite the gunpowder?" Zhang Ning asked.
Ma Dapeng hurriedly said: "After adding the reed and gear mechanism, the force becomes stronger, and there is no problem in firing. However, if the reed is slightly worn, there is a risk, and it is easy to misfire if you are not careful."
Zhang Ning immediately said: "You can solve this problem by adding a tip mechanism to block the flint, and then turning on the safety before firing."
After hearing this, Ma Dapeng slapped his forehead: "By the way, how could I not think of this?"
Zhang Ning didn't answer. Of course it would be easy to think of it after seeing similar things. Otherwise, it would all be based on imagination. Who would have so many inspirations? He warned: "Last time, the person nicknamed the Great Immortal proposed unified sizes, and what I said
Tolerance rules must be strictly enforced; otherwise, even if the flintlock gun is tested, it will be very troublesome. How can it be replaced and repaired if the mechanism breaks down?"
"Yes, yes." Ma Dapeng responded.
Zhang Ning stood up, took the drawings, and prepared to go back and take a closer look. He then said to Ma Dapeng: "Huguang is in short supply of military funds these days, but I won't embarrass you. Just do your best and I will come up with whatever you need."
After all, he didn't want to stay any longer. Everyone would be around him here, which would interfere with the normal operations of the Ordnance Bureau.
After leaving the Ordnance Bureau, Zhang Ning got up and went to the Cabinet Office for a while. The Cabinet was the former Office of the Council, just a different brand. Now the yamen are still making preparations and cannot work normally, and the Office of the Council still continues to operate according to the previous rules.
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In the afternoon, there was nothing important to do, so Zhang Ning changed into a robe at the government office, and then sent someone to Yang's house to deliver the notice. It was said that Luo Yaoniang had just arrived in Wuchang, and he chose a restaurant to treat her to dinner.
She tasted the local dishes to show her kindness as a landowner. It was also a good opportunity to see if she could repair the relationship with her.
I thought it would not be difficult to invite Luo Yaoniang, but Yang Shiqi had already come to Wuchang, so she had no reason not to give her face.
Unexpectedly, Luo Yaoniang really didn't give her face. The entourage came back and reported: "Miss Luo is so arrogant that none of her subordinates saw her. She only called a maid to come out and spread the word, saying that her daughter had tasted several major cuisines and there was nothing good about her.
It was strange. Unless it was delicacies she had never seen before, she would agree to the prince's banquet... If I dare to say it, Miss Luo probably meant to decline politely; the dignified young lady of the Yang Shiqi family is really well-informed, and let's talk about us
I can't find any delicacies at the moment. How can I comply with her conditions?"
"Since I haven't said it all, there is always a way." Zhang Ning said thoughtfully.
This woman is different from ordinary women and is very difficult to deal with. Zhang Ning has known her for several years and has long known that... But since the Peach Blossom Fairy has taken over all the troubles a while ago, it is easy to figure out what Luo Yao Niang is.
The relationship with myself is not completely broken yet. As long as you are willing to put some thought into it and have a thick skin, it should still be possible.
He paced back and forth in the study for a few times, and he already had an idea in his mind, so he ordered the guards: "Go to the Chu Palace to tell Xin Wei that he is here, and then you can go straight."
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Shahufang Zuixianlou is a large restaurant with good business. Naturally, there are girls who accompany the wine and sing songs. It is a place for eating, drinking and having fun. However, flesh and blood business is legal everywhere, so of course the restaurant has these.
The activities are not surprising.
In a separate room, Zhang Ning looked down from the window and saw that the carriage sent to pick up people had arrived downstairs. The sky outside was already a little dark, lanterns were lit everywhere on the long street, but there was only one person in the room.
A lamp stand with lit candles was placed on the table, and the light was dim, so even the patterns on the screen could not be clearly seen.
After waiting for a while, Xin Wei and Luo Yaoniang pushed the door open and came in. Luo Yaoniang was seen wearing a light silk skirt with light makeup on her face, but she was dressed elegantly and decently. For this tryst,
She didn't seem to look down upon her. However, this girl's figure was slim and plump, and she certainly didn't have the temperament of a lady who had not yet left the palace.
She first bowed gently, and after Xin Wei stepped back, she raised her slender eyebrows and asked: "The King of Xiang chose this restaurant. Could it be that there are some strange delicacies?"
"Miss Luo, please take a seat. We will find out later. I guarantee you have never tasted it." Zhang Ning said with a smile. Looking at her pretending, it was really a bit self-deceiving, because in this era, an unmarried girl went out to have sex with a man.
If you meet alone, the matter itself cannot be explained clearly.
When Luo Yaoniang sat down, he said casually: "A young lady went to the temple to burn incense and pray to the Buddha, and the Buddha really appeared. The lady then asked the Buddha what the relationship between men and women is like..."
"You said such frivolous words just after we met." Luo Yaoniang said angrily.
Zhang Ning didn't take it seriously, and pointed at the pears and sweet oranges on the table to tell her to be polite, and then said, "But making up a joke casually, how can it be frivolous? You just don't want to hear what I don't say."
Luo Yaoniang said: "You have already spoken half of the story, please finish it."
Zhang Ning nodded: "Of course the Buddha wanted to relieve her worries, so he took her to a flower field and asked her to walk through the flower field and pick the best flower; but she could not look back, and she could only pick it once. Then the lady started from
She walked through the flowers, but came back empty-handed. Buddha asked her: Why did you find nothing? She replied: I saw a few good ones at first, but I always felt that there were better ones behind, so I kept looking; but later I found
The few flowers I saw before were the best. The Buddha said: This is the love between men and women."
Luo Yaoniang turned her head and thought about it for a while, then said: "Is this what Buddha would be like? It is indeed made up."
Zhang Ning said: "This is what Buddha did when he arrived in China. By the way, the lady asked another question, what is marriage..."
Luo Yaoniang pondered for a moment and said: "The Buddha probably asked her to go across the flower field to do the same thing again. The lady missed it once, so she hurriedly picked one at random."
"Haha, you are right, this is marriage." Zhang Ning said with a smile.
Luo Yaoniang deliberately lowered her face and said, "Fortunately, the person who went to worship Buddha and inquire about mysteries was a young lady. It would have been different if it had been a young man."
"What's the difference?" Zhang Ning asked with interest.
Luo Yaoniang said: "You can pick a few more flowers."
Zhang Ning: "..."
At this time, two maids knocked on the door and came in, putting down the two plates of dishes. They opened the lids, and Luo Yaoniang was immediately surprised because there was a whole piece of fried meat on the plate...with soup on top and some on the side.
Thin noodles and a fried egg.
"What is this?" Luo Yaoniang asked.
Zhang Ning replied: "We can also call veal steak, a dish of Westerners, Teppanyaki. This is a recipe from overseas. I believe Miss Luo must have never seen it." He specifically asked the chef in the restaurant to follow his own recipe
As long as you have enough money, it's not a big problem. It's certainly a thousand times easier to ask a chef to make a new dish than to ask people to make a new firearm.
Luo Yaoniang tried to pick up the knife and wooden fork next to her and said, "Are we going to use this knife to cut meat and eat it? How is that different from the uneducated barbarians eating meat?"
"The barbarians in the far west who have not become kings have now gradually surpassed our dynasty." Zhang Ning said, "This is a kind of their culture. Let's just treat it as something new and rare. This is also what you asked for.
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Luo Yaoniang shook her head slightly and sighed: "Then... call the maid over and chop the meat into small pieces first, otherwise it would be a bit vulgar to eat like this."
"No, I'll teach you." Zhang Ning stood up and walked behind her. He carefully picked up the knife and fork, and then held her hand. As soon as their fingers touched, Luo Yaoniang avoided it slightly, but her reaction was not violent.
, and soon her cheeks turned red.
Seeing this, Zhang Ning took it a step further and held her hand directly in his palm, then asked her to hold the tableware.
"Relax your wrist. Pay attention to your left hand first. By the way, fix the piece... Don't move your left hand. Now focus on your right hand. Cut without using too much force. Just saw it slowly."
A gentle voice sounded in Luo Yaoniang's ears. She didn't understand why she stopped making trouble and suddenly became very submissive.
"Open your mouth...you only need to open your red lips slightly, and the barbarian way of eating does not need to be vulgar."
Luo Yaoniang suddenly had the illusion that it was Zhang Ning who was feeding her... Would this be too intimate?