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Chapter 47 This is the power of craftsmen

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    "May I have your name?"

    Seeing the gloomy expressions on Shang Dequan and Li Qi's faces, Fang Xing felt excited and immediately thought of a countermeasure.

    The injured craftsman said in fear: "Master, my name is Zhu Fang."

    "Zhu Fang? What a good name! The same surname as our Majesty."

    Fang Xing asked Zhu Zhanji, "Can you help him deregister?"

    Zhu Zhanji has experienced many scenes since he was a child. He knows that Fang Xing is showing compassion, and of course he is willing to eliminate Fang Xing's anger.

    "It's just a small thing."

    When Fang Xing heard this, he grinned and said, "Old Seven."

    Xin Laoqi followed behind. He had been frightened by Fang Xing's remarks just now. He rushed out immediately after hearing the sound.

    "Master."

    Fang Xing glanced at Li Qi and Shang Dequan with contempt, and said, "Take him back, and he will be a member of Fangjiazhuang from now on."

    Shang Dequan¡¯s expression remained unchanged, but he was thinking about Fang Xing¡¯s origins.

    A craftsman is just an ant to the Ministry of Industry, but Fang Xing¡¯s origin is very important. This is big news.

    Li Qi obviously already hated Fang Xing, but because Zhu Zhanji was present, he was just holding back.

    When Zhu Zhanji saw that the matter was over, he waved everyone away, and then he and Fang Xing went to the quiet room.

    The so-called quiet room is actually just Li Qi¡¯s office.

    Fang Xing looked at the luxurious decorations in the room and said without concealment: "Taishun, with people like this, do you still want to turn this place into a weapons base for the Northern Expedition?"

    Zhu Zhanji also sighed secretly, regardless of the figure reflected on the window paper and said: "Shuntian Mansion is far away from the capital, so what can I do!"

    Fang Xing also saw the figure. He walked over, opened the window, looked at the dumbfounded clerk outside, and sneered: "What's the point of listening? You'd better let your master do it."

    The clerk was startled and ran out in a hurry. As a result, he fell on the threshold and knocked out several teeth.

    Fang Xing did not close the window, and then he heard Zhu Zhanji laugh and say: "Brother Dehua, do you still think that food is the first priority of our Ming Dynasty at this moment?"

    "certainly."

    Fang Xing said calmly: "I haven't taught you this lesson yet."

    "what class?"

    "Astronomy!"

    It's not very convenient here, so Fang Xing simply said: "Since the end of the Song Dynasty, God has been sick. Entering the Little Ice Age, the weather will become cold and unpredictable. In many places, farmers will have no harvest.  They eat the seed grain and are unwilling to sow it.¡±

    "Why?"

    Zhu Zhanji thought it was incredible. When he and Zhu Di went to the countryside, he saw how much farmers cherished their crops. They regarded them as treasures!

    But Fang Xing actually said that farmers would eat the grain. This is too unreliable!

    Fang Xing sighed: "Because if you continue to plant food, you may not be able to earn back what you harvest, so only fools will plant it!"

    Next, Fang Xing didn¡¯t want to say more, but said listlessly: ¡°That¡¯s it for today.¡±

    When Fang Xing returned to Fangjiazhuang, the first thing he did was to visit the craftsman named Zhu Fang.

    Zhu Fang still thought she was dreaming, so after seeing Fang Xing, he just kept talking about his wife and children.

    Fang Xing nodded and said, "Don't worry, from today on, your whole family will be members of Fangjiazhuang."

    "Uncle Jie Lun, please arrange a place for Zhu Fang and his family to live in the main house."

    Fang Jielun was stunned and felt that Fang Xing was making a fuss out of a molehill.  You know, apart from Fang Xing's family, the only people living in the main house are Fang Jielun, servants and maids, as well as Ma Su's mother and son who have just moved in.

    ¡° Living in the main house at this time means that you are already valued by the main family.

    "What kind of ability does this Zhu Fang have? Why would the young master value him so much?"

    When Zhu Fang¡¯s wife and son arrived at Fangjiazhuang in the afternoon, they were shocked.

    The main house is very large and has recently been expanded to include several small courtyards, and Zhu Fang's family was allocated a small courtyard.

    It doesn¡¯t matter how small the courtyard is, the key is that all the utensils are available inside.

    Zhu Fang¡¯s seven-year-old son, Zhu Yuanfang, picked up a stainless steel basin, put it on top of his head, turned around and said with a smile: ¡°Mom, look at me.¡±

    Zhu Liao looked at these strange utensils in front of her, how could she pay attention to them?Naughty son, she looked at the mirror on the wall and couldn't help smoothing her hair with her hands, but she felt worried in her heart.

    As the saying goes, if you treat others with courtesy, you must ask for something. Zhu Liao was worried that her husband was involved in some mysterious incident.

    After Zhu Fang¡¯s family was settled, Fang Xing was no longer willing to go to the workshop. He just taught classes at home every day and went fishing when he had time.

    After a few days, Zhu Zhanji finally couldn't help but asked: "Brother Dehua, why do you look at those craftsmen so differently?"

    I thought how long you could endure it?

    Fang Xing cursed, and then said: "Scholars, farmers, industry and merchants, this class is the most shameless and the most popular class among the rulers."

    Zhu Zhanji thought for a moment and nodded in agreement with Fang Xing.  I secretly added: It is quite a few officials who are shameless, not all of them.

    "As for farmers, it goes without saying that even if it is hundreds of years later, they will still be the mainstay of the country and are indispensable."

    Fang Xing couldn¡¯t help but think about the turmoil hundreds of years later.

    "As for merchants, this class is more shameless than scholars at certain times. They pursue profits. As long as they have enough profits, they are willing to treat foreigners as their fathers, even if it means subverting their own country."

    This view is currently the mainstream, but when Fang Xing said that businessmen can subvert the country, Zhu Zhanji felt that he was looking down too high on them.

    ¡°As for workers, this class is ignored by the rulers, but it is the mainstream force that promotes social development, a force unmatched by any class.¡±

    "Brother Dehua, are you being too alarmist?"

    Zhu Zhanji felt that Fang Xing was a little hysterical and actually elevated the status of craftsmen to a higher level than that of scholars.

    "No, I'm putting it too low."

    Fang Xing took out a small clockwork toy car from the drawer. After winding up the clockwork, he put the car on the table. Suddenly, the desk was filled with chaos.

    Ignoring Zhu Zhanji's stunned look, Fang Xing took apart the toy car, then pointed at the gears and said, "This is the power of craftsmen."

    Then, without allowing Zhu Zhanji to ask any questions, Fang Xing took out a black telescope and handed it to him, saying, "Look outside."

    Zhu Zhanji was a little puzzled and put the telescope in front of his eyes as instructed by Fang Xing, and then looked outside.

    Zhu Zhanji was stunned, and the hand holding the telescope was still shaking.

    From the study room, Zhu Zhanji saw Xin Laoqi outside the door through the arch. This guy was bragging with Ma Su and was frothing at the mouth. Zhu Zhanji even saw a pimple on this guy's face, with a pimple on the top.  Somewhat whitish.

    "Brother Dehua, what is this?"

    Fang Xing leaned on the back of his chair, his eyes deep, "This is the power of craftsmen."

    "When the army marches far into the vast grassland, your scouts only need this thing to be able to detect it before the enemy. I don't need to explain the function of this." (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.  com
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