Yang Meng's sigh attracted Wei Tuozi to smile. His third master didn't blink when he killed someone, but he was a little weak towards his own people. Why should he care about these poor mountain villagers?

"San Master, why should we sigh? We are not sad? Why do you feel heartbroken? There are many people in the mountains. As long as your Yang family needs it, we are willing to work hard for the Yang family. Not to mention the Yingyang in our hands, the name of Yang Fo is worth our work hard."

Wei Tuozi said the truth, and he had also received favor from Yang Shiqin. If it weren't for Yang Shiqin's food, their family would have died in the mountains and forests.

"What nonsense! Go back and practice your sword skills well, think about how to resist. When a knife stabbed in the chest, the sixteen dead brothers were the knife in the neck, and the rest were all injured between the chest and abdomen. Have a good rest, give you three days off, and after handling the family affairs, you will think about how to block that knife when you come back."

Three days have passed, and most brothers have no wife yet. With this gain, they just took the opportunity to go home to marry a wife. Wei Tuozi is also a bachelor, so he must marry a marriage when he goes home.

Regardless of the enthusiasm of Wei Tuozi, Yang Meng found a shoemaker and a copper smith who made shoes.

"Make a leather armor that can protect your chest and abdomen. Don't be too heavy, but at least it must be able to block the stabbing of the iron knife. Go back and try it! One person will reward you with fifty silver dollars."

Yang Meng found three iron swords from the Yang family, which could block the iron swords of the Yang family, and most of the other swords could be blocked. In the future, such a transaction would not be less. If one can die less, it would be worth the money to lose his life for hundreds of dollars.

After dealing with this, Yang Meng went to find his father Yang Shiqin and told him about the casualties of the trip and the production of leather armor.

"The third brother, these mountain people are good, and it's good to treat them well. I'm wondering, can we gather more swordsmen? Anyway, I'm still named Kunming Troupe General, so I'll waste it if I don't need to."

Yang Shiqin also had his own ideas. The officials of the Qing Dynasty were too greedy for money, and the Yang family's money was likely to be targeted. As long as the knife in his hand was sharp, they would not dare to attack the Yang family at will.

"Yes! Buy all the land near Wuzhuang and let the mountain people of all ethnic groups cultivate nearby, without charging their land rent, but they must receive training from the Yang family to protect Wuzhuang. If the court wants to deal with us, we must also consider the mountain people around us. With your reputation in Yunnan, you can borrow their courage!"

No matter which dynasty, what I fear most is the chaos of the people. With the existence of these mountain people, the Yang family can threaten the officials of the court. Once they are forced into a hurry, the Yang family will be defeated and no one will end up. If this balance is maintained, the Yang family will be safe and sound.

"Well! This idea is good. I heard that you have three foreign guns. Will you use them?"

Yang Shiqin has seen foreign guns before, but has never used them. They all say that this thing is extremely sharp, and his curiosity makes Yang Shiqin want to play with foreign guns.

"No, we can try it."

The two men brought three foreign guns, which were well-made and had steel barrels. Yang Meng could see that they really didn't know how to play guns containing gunpowder. He was also confused as to how much gunpowder should be installed and how to install them.

My father Yang Shiqin is not much better than himself. He holds a foreign gun and doesn’t know how to play.

"Let Baojun see! He has played with bird guns before, so it should be no problem to play with this."

Both the father and son couldn't play with each other, so they found Ding Baojun again. Butler Ding also groped and fired a shot. It was powerful. The lead-made projectile made of bullets made a bowl-sized bullet mark on the blue brick wall.

"It's really sharp. If you hit it, you can't stand it if you have a deep skill! In the battle of Guangdong, the Qing army was not unfair. This thing is so sharp, it's better than the bow and arrow."

When Yang Shiqin saw the power of the foreign gun, he couldn't help but sigh. The foreign gun was indeed as sharp as the legend.

Yang Meng felt that it was nothing. He was used to modern guns, so this musket was just that, but in this era, the lethality of this thing is definitely enough.

After Ding Baojun learned how to use foreign guns, Yang Meng began to test the power of this gun. The range is about seventy or eighty meters, with rifles, and the rate of fire is not high. It is extremely troublesome to load and fill bullets. Yang Meng, a novice, can only load a shot for about two or three minutes, but if the team fights, the lethality of this thing cannot be underestimated. If there is no bulletproof vest, you will be killed.

In addition, the medical level in this era is not high, and the lethality of this thing is absolutely huge, because gunshot wounds are different from knife wounds and arrow wounds. The wounds of this thing are difficult to deal with. If they are not good, they will be infected, and infection is often fatal.

Although the operation of the musket in his hand is complicated, it is not a little stronger than the sword. One or two is not a threat, but what about thousands of them?

Holding the musket in his hand, Yang Meng was also silently calculating that this thing caused the Qing Dynasty to suffer losses. If the Qing Dynasty didn't do it well, it would slowly equip it. If he walked this path himself, it would not be possible to overlap with the court. It was only a matter of time before the conflict broke out.

Once the Yang family's knife hands encounter muskets and cannons, they will only have the fate of being massacred. It seems that they will also want to introduce these foreign guns and cannons.

Since that horse gang caravan can get three muskets, it should be fine. As long as the drugs they make are sold, the first one to import is foreign guns and foreign cannons.

If technology can be introduced, it would be the best to produce it yourself, but now it can only be considered. Whether it can be done depends on whether the drugs you make are sold.

Since there is no foreign gun, you can only work on protective gear. Yang Meng tried it. Although the effective range of this musket is only seventy or eighty meters, the lead bullet is about two hundred meters and has a considerable lethality. If you want to defend against such bullets, the armor made by the cobbler, the copper smith, and may not have the ability.

Kevla didn't have to think about it. He could try the steel plate bulletproof vest. There is no special steel factory in the Qing Dynasty, so he can only wait for the future. It doesn't matter if the materials are not available. You can make copper armor first. Now as long as you can block the sword, it's enough. If you have steel plates in the future, after changing them, it will be ready-made bulletproof vests.

With this idea, we must try the production quickly. We just asked the cobbler and copper smith to try the production of armor, so we just let them solve this problem together. If it is done well, the casualties of their own subordinates will be reduced a lot.

There will be 30% casualties in one action. Not to mention the expenses of pensions, the expenses of training these people alone will not be small. If the drug manufacturing factory starts normally, such work will inevitably be avoided in the future. There will be so many casualties and injuries at one time, which will be a burden to the Yang family.

When they found a cobbler and a copper smith, Yang Meng told his ideas. The group of craftsmen were all dumbfounded. They really couldn't make the armor that blocked the musket and bullets. They had no idea what to do. Isn't this a forceful way?

"San Master, we can make a living with this leather armor. We may block the leather armor of the musket. We really don't know how to do it?"

As the chief craftsman of the shoe factory, Zhang Coach complained about his hardship. It was the first time they saw the musket. No one knows how to resist it!

"Find a copper smith and get a copper plate. Look how thick it can block the bullets. Then you can embed the copper plate on the leather armor and it's all done. It's so simple, how could you not think of it? Go and do it now!"

These idiots are too uncreative. They can't even imagine such a simple way. Unfortunately, the salary he gave was paid. Looking at the craftsmen who had dispersed, Yang Meng was also worried.

If you give them ideas and sketches, they have done well, but if you want them to make something by themselves, it is harder than killing them.

"Cen Yuying! Cen Yuying!"

Thinking of this, Yang Meng remembered Cen Yuying again, to see if he had any good solutions.

"San Master, what's the matter with me?"

Although Cen Yuying is thin, he has practiced a few skills. His body is pretty good and his running speed is very fast. When he heard Yang Meng's shouting, the little boy hurried over.

"These craftsmen in our shoe factory are all idiots. The third master can't tell them that they can go together. Do you think we want to make something new, so who should we ask for help?"

These cobblers, blacksmiths and workers in the shoe factory are among the best. It would be easier to kill them if they were skilled.

"Scholars!"

Cen Yuying's answer made Yang Meng a little puzzled, "What a scholar? If you have read a few books, you can become an engineer?"

"What can scholars do? Will they design military boots on the third master's feet?"

"My Qing Dynasty's mixed learning is profound, "Dream of Dreams and Bishops" and "The Art of Heaven" are all written by scholars. What the Third Master needs is scholars with extraordinary skills and lewd skills. What the Third Master has to do with the ideas, and it will definitely save a lot of thoughts to these people."

Cen Yuying is far better than Yang Meng's familiarity with the Qing Dynasty, which is why Yang Meng wants to keep him. Although he doesn't agree with it, Yang Meng has already agreed with Cen Yuying's statement in his heart.

"Can such a person be used for me?"

"The third master doesn't have to worry. Most scholars are poor. Most of the scholars like this are unsatisfied scholars in the exam. In addition to a few families with rich resources, most of these people are also people with a bitter and cold life. As long as the monthly salary given by the third master is appropriate, students think they can still attract them."

I know my own affairs, and Cen Yuying is just a student, so I naturally know the poverty and loneliness of studying abroad. Once I fail in the exam, it will be difficult for scholars to have a full meal.

"Okay! You are responsible for this matter. You can do the monthly salary by doing as much as possible with the minimum amount of money. You can control the cost of the money by yourself. If you withdraw the money from Uncle Ding, the more people you have like this, the better."

I have been busy with drug production recently, so I left these things to Cen Yuying. This kid is getting easier to use, and this may not be a good thing.

Yang Meng looked at Cen Yuying who was slowly leaving, and was also thinking in his heart how to control this clever little boy. If he uses it well, he will be his right-hand man. If he doesn't use it well, this kid will be his deadly poison.

In a short while, the copper smith also shot out a piece of copper plate that was one inch thick. Yang Meng became popular when he saw this thing. Such a thick thing can block bullets. But it can be used as a breastplate. Not to mention the price, it can be hard to wear this knife hand if it is weight alone.

"Make it thinner, how heavy this thing is! One tenth of the thickness, hurry up and get it!"

These stupid guys are so worry-free. Who can use such thick copper armor? Isn’t this nonsense?

The blacksmith was so anxious that he finally forged a piece of copper plate, which was three or four millimeters thick! Yang Meng asked someone to nail the copper plate to the wall and tried to hit it with a musket a few times. Within seventy or eighty meters, it was barely enough to block the lead bullet occasionally.

"Just this thickness, the armor you get is made, as long as the chest and abdomen are located, try not to be too heavy."

Yang Meng gestded and explained, and finally explained it clearly, but he was sweating profusely. It was harder to explain the problem to these craftsmen than to kill people.
Chapter completed!