Chapter 47 This Is the Power of Craftsmen

"May I have your name?"

Seeing the gloomy faces of Shang Dequan and Li Qi, Fang Xing's heart was agitated, and he immediately thought of a countermeasure.

The injured craftsman said in fear: "My lord, the villain's name is Zhu Fang."

"Zhu Fang? Good name! It's the same surname as our Majesty."

Fang Xing asked Zhu Zhanji, "Can you help him escape from citizenship?"

Zhu Zhanji has experienced many situations since he was a child, and he knew that Fang Xing was showing compassion. Of course, he was willing to dispel Fang Xing's anger.

"It's just a small thing."

Fang Xing grinned when he heard that, "Old Seven."

Xin Laoqi followed behind. He was already frightened by Fang Xing's remarks just now, and rushed out immediately after hearing the sound.

"Master."

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

Shang Dequan's face remained unchanged, but he was thinking about Fang Xing's origin in his heart.

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

And Li Qi obviously hated Fang Xing, but because of Zhu Zhanji's presence, he was just holding back.

When Zhu Zhanji saw that the matter had come to an end, he waved away the crowd, and then went to the quiet room with Fang Xing.

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

Fang Xing looked at the extravagant decoration in the room, and said without any disguise: "Taishun, relying on this kind of people, do you still want to turn this place into a weapon base for Beizheng?"

Zhu Zhanji also sighed secretly, regardless of the figure reflected on the window paper, said: "Shuntian Mansion is far away from the capital, so there is nothing like it!"

Fang Xing also saw the figure. He walked over, opened the window, looked at the stunned little official outside, and said with a sneer, "What's the use of listening? Let your master come."

The little official was startled, and immediately ran out in a frenzy, but fell on the threshold and knocked out a few teeth.

Fang Xing didn't close the window, and then heard Zhu Zhanji laughing: "Brother Dehua, do you still think that food is my top priority in Ming Dynasty?"

"certainly."

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

"what class?"

"astronomical!"

It's not very convenient here, so Fang Xing simply said: "Since the end of the Song Dynasty, the gods have been sick. After entering the Little Ice Age, the weather will become cold and unpredictable. In many places, farmers will have no harvest. I would rather Eat the crops, and don't want to sow."

"Why?"

Zhu Zhanji thought it was incredible. When he went to the countryside with Zhu Di, he saw how much the farmers cherished the grain, and it was like a treasure!

But Fang Xing actually said that the farmers would eat up the crops, which is too... unreliable!

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

Next, Fang Xing didn't want to say more, but said listlessly, "Let's end here today."

Back in Fangjiazhuang, the first thing Fang Xing did was to visit this craftsman named Zhu Fang.

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

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

"Uncle Jay, arrange a place for Zhu Fang's family, it's in the main house."

Fang Jielun was taken aback for a moment, feeling that Fang Xing was making a fuss over a molehill. One must know that besides Fang Xing's family, the only people living in the main house were Fang Jielun, servants, maids, and Ma Su's mother and son who had just moved in.

Living in the main house at this time means that you have been valued by the main house.

What kind of ability does this Zhu Fang have, that the young master would 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 it has been expanded recently, adding several small courtyards, and Zhu Fang's family was allocated a small courtyard.

It doesn't matter if the courtyard is small, the key is that there are all the utensils 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: "Mother, look at me."

Zhu Liaoshi looked at the strange tools in front of her, how could she pay attention to this naughty son, she looked at the mirror on the wall, she couldn't help smoothing her hair with her hands, but she was worried for a while.

As the saying goes, being courteous to others, you must ask for something. Zhu Liao was worried whether her husband was involved in some mysterious incident.

After Zhu Fang's family settled down, Fang Xing didn't want to go to the workshop anymore. He just taught at home every day and went fishing when he had time.

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

How long did I think you could bear it?

Fang Xing slandered, and then said: "Scholars, farmers, businessmen, scholars, this class is the most shameless, and it is also the class that the ruler likes the most."

Zhu Zhanji thought for a while, then nodded in agreement with Fang Xing's opinion. I secretly added a sentence: quite a few officials are shameless, not all of them.

"And farmers, needless to say, even after a few hundred years, they are still the mainstay of the country and cannot be missing."

Fang Xing couldn't help himself when he thought of the turmoil hundreds of years later.

"As for the Shang, this class is sometimes more shameless than the soldiers. They chase 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 the current mainstream, but Fang Xing said that businessmen can subvert the country, Zhu Zhanji thinks they are a bit too high.

"As for workers, this class is ignored by the rulers, but it is the mainstream force that promotes social development, and it is a force that no class can match."

"Brother Dehua, are you too alarmist?"

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

"No, I'm still saying it's low."

Fang Xing took out a small wind-up toy car from the drawer, and after winding it up, he put the car on the table, and immediately the desk was full of chaos.

Regardless of Zhu Zhanji's dumbfounded, Fang Xing took the toy car apart, pointed to the gears and said, "This is the power of a craftsman."

After Zhu Zhanji was not allowed to ask questions, Fang Xing took out a black telescope and handed it to him, saying, "Look outside."

Confused, Zhu Zhanji followed Fang Xing's instructions and put the telescope in front of his eyes, then looked outside.

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

From the study room, Zhu Zhanji saw Xin Laoqi outside the gate through the arched door. This guy was bragging with Ma Su, and his mouth was flying. Some whitish.

"Brother Dehua, what is this?"

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

"When the army is traveling far in the vast grassland, your scouts only need this thing to be able to find the enemy first. I don't need to say more about the effect of this function."

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