Xuan Yuemeng replied softly, "What is this? This is a foreign gun!? More than 200 or two, how is this person? Can you tell it at a glance? Do you understand it again? You don't have good mental skills or are too stupid to use it. Please read the book W÷ｗΩＷΩ．QingKanShu．cC"

Xuan Dali said, feeling like he had eaten honey. The young master valued me very much, but he was a little jealous of Dazhi. Dali felt that he had put the most effort on the young master, and Dazhi did almost nothing, and he could get a gun.

Xuan Yuemeng looked at these foreign guns that were bought at a high price and thought that no matter what business, it was not as easy as military business. The cost of these short guns should be less than three taels of silver, but they could be sold for more than two hundred taels of silver. This is nearly a hundred times the profit! Technology is the primary productivity, and this sentence is indeed a famous saying!

Xuan Yuemeng hopes to become an arms businessman one day and be so beautiful.

Dazhi held the gun in his hand and played with it, "Young master, let's go to a secluded place to try another day? When I was last in the sect plan, I saw foreigners shooting, which was amazing."

Xuan Yuemeng nodded, "Yes, there is an army, and in addition to this short gun, everyone is equipped with rifles and cannons. And we are all bows, arrows, spears, and earth cannons, and they are simply unable to get close to others."

Xuan Dali: "Yes, young master, it would be great if we could have an army equipped with such guys. I heard that in the early years, when foreign devils burned the capital, thousands of people could defeat our 100,000 Qing army."

Xuan Yuemeng glanced at Dali in surprise. He did not misunderstand that Dali was indeed a person with a very early idea. He was born in Tianjin. If Dali had been born a few years earlier and was born in the south, he would definitely have participated in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom Uprising. And because he was born in a family that was still alive, he would definitely be a bandit with Dali's personality. However, Xuan Yuemeng likes people like Dali, and his subordinates would not be able to be too honest.

Xuan Dazhi: "Young Master, this gun is quite heavy, it must be more than three pounds. Can you move it?"

Xuan Yuemeng: "Who told you that I could move? I will practice with the fourth grandma. I will teach Xiaohua after I practice it."

Xu Xiangzhi coughed and almost choked, "Why am I practicing shooting? I'm just making a fool of myself, I don't have time to practice."

Xuan Yuemeng: "Of course you have to practice, and you have to practice well. In the future, you have to go out with me. After practicing the marksmanship, I don't have to worry about you being in danger. You can not only protect yourself, but also protect me. Now, I am also a person worth 100,000 taels of silver. Maybe there are bandits or underworlds on the street staring at me and planning to kidnap the votes."

Xu Xiangzhi felt warm when she heard this. She didn't expect that a person as young as Xuan Yuemeng cares about her so much. She always complained that Xuan Yuemeng is not as close to him as Xuan Huang. Thinking that she could protect Yuemeng, she turned her mind around, "Okay, I'll practice."

Xuan Yuemeng smiled with satisfaction, "Dazhi, please keep these three guns. In the future, Dazhi, Dali, you two, Daniu, you are a small team. Dazhi is the squad leader. Let Dazhi gun Dazhi again. When it's okay, all the guns and ammunition will be kept by Dazhi. Dazhi, the gun and the bullets will be kept! Everyone remembers that if you hide the guns, you cannot let people outside my designated position see them, and you must not say them out. It is a crime to hide your weapons privately."

Although there was no problem with Li Timothy's foreign company as his backer and getting a few short guns in Xuan Yuemeng's opinion, he still warned everyone very carefully.

Xuan Dali was so sad that he didn't expect that the young master would let Dazhi be his head. Although Dazhi was the brother, Dali was not convinced by Xuan Dazhi.

Xuan Yuemeng saw Xuan Dali's sour expression in his eyes, and stood up with a smile, asking Xuan Dazhi and Xuan Dali to try to disassemble the guns and then install them. When he took Dali to buy guns today, the people from the foreign company had taught them how to use them. He used to watch TV, and it seemed that people in the army would start practicing by dismantling and loading guns.

The next day, Xuan Yuemeng still got up early, but today he didn't have to call Xuan Hongtao. He took Dali and Daniu and borrowed more than ten powerful servants of Kong Wu from Zeng's mansion, then took a carriage to the concession to find Timothy Li, exchanged all the 100,000 taels of silver notes for silver, then exchanged them for Mark, and finally sent them back to Zeng's mansion. Zeng's mansion has now become a temporary place for Xuan Yuemeng to store funds. The housekeeper and accountant of Zeng's mansion knew that Xuan Yuemeng was a future son-in-law, so he even opened an additional account for Xuan Yuemeng and opened a cabinet specifically for Xuan Yuemeng to store funds.

At this time, there were no large banks in the Tianjin Concession, which made Xuan Yuemeng feel very inconvenient. However, even if a large bank came, Xuan Yuemeng would not store a large amount of funds in the bank. In fact, he was not very trustworthy of foreign banks.

Zeng Siping was waiting to play with Xuan Yuemeng. Seeing that Xuan Yuemeng had been talking to the housekeeper and the accountant, he was already impatient, "Are you okay? It's time to take me out to ride a carriage. Please read Ω∫ｗ∫ＷＷ．ＱingＫanＳhu．cＣ"

Xuan Yuemeng saw that it was almost noon and finished a big thing. She was in a great mood. "Go out and eat, go to the restaurant!"

The housekeeper of Zeng's family and the accountant looked at each other. You two are only eight or nine months old and the other are five years old. You are going out to go to the restaurant? It's like a newlywed.

The housekeeper of Zeng Mansion: "My Cute Master, otherwise I will eat here. The lady is not allowed to go out without the master's permission."

Xuan Yuemeng nodded in surprise, looked at Zeng Siping and said, "Look, this is the rule set by your father. It's not that I don't want to take you out. Forget it, I'll ask Uncle Ji Ze another day and take you there."

Zeng Si had a small face and slapped the butler on the thigh. Of course it didn't hurt, but the butler still pretended to be very painful.

Zeng Siping: "Then you are not allowed to leave, you have to stay and play with me! You can have dinner at my house."

Xuan Yuemeng was easy to talk to, and accompanied Zeng Siping to have dinner, and played with Siping for a while. He didn't leave until Zeng Siping was tired and took a nap.

Xuan Yuemeng took Dali and Daniu to the overpass without stopping. Xuan Yuemeng planned to buy more slaves and cultivate his own small team. Everything he had to do next requires manpower. Xuan Yuemeng is not afraid of the number of people. Moreover, the small yard where the big house lived a while ago is still under the management of the big house, so she doesn't have to worry about having nowhere to place manpower.

Daniu can't catch a car, so he spent one night at Xuan's house, ate well and slept well, and had already cleaned up like a normal young man. Xuan Yuemeng was quite satisfied with the first slave she bought.

Most of the feudal system is dross, but a small part is very conducive to developing its power. For example, this kind of domestic slave system that has not completely removed the remnants of slavery society, is better than the Han people. Manchu aristocrats, which are not a large group of Baoyimen, will be controlled by their masters for the rest of their lives if they do not take away their humble family.

Xuan Yuemeng lay down in the luxury carriage, with a soft sand chair, and the carriage also had a shock absorber, which was very comfortable.

Looking out the car window, Xuan Yuemeng was in a very good mood. With so many Qing Dynasty scenery I saw every day, which modern tourist attraction can be made? Even if it can be done, can it be made an antique street? Can it be found that there are tens of thousands of performances all over the street? Although he is still a child now, his autonomy is getting higher and higher. Xuan Zonglu doesn't care about him, and he is even happier. He has already thought about it and quickly create a good living environment. At that time, the four rooms will be divided first, and I will move to the concession to live. In this case, your Qing Dynasty law will be useless. Xuan Yuemeng doesn't want to be angry with that feudal family anymore.

"Young Master, look at it."

Xuan Dali suddenly stopped the car, knocked on the car window, and said to the cute young master who was sitting in the carriage, feeling comfortable and squinting his eyes, as if he was asleep.

Xuan Yuemeng opened her eyes in a daze and saw a fire in the distance. It seemed that there was an alley. The entire alley was burned. The buildings of this era were made of wooden structures. Once a fire broke out, it would be a very troublesome thing. Countless people were putting out the fire. However, it was still difficult to stop the fire, and they could only stop the fire from spreading to other alleys.

Xuan Yuemeng: "Aren't the morning still fine? Why did a fire suddenly catch here?"

Xuan Dali had already got off the car, "Young master, go back, it's messy."

Xuan Yuemeng wanted to go back, but then he thought, this might be an opportunity? He was actually not very satisfied with finding those who were forced to sell himself, because many of these people were adults, and maybe they had been on the street for a long time, and some were just relying on getting into wealthy families to find opportunities. So he only found a big bull yesterday. It was not easy to find a good slave with innocent wealth.

Xuan Yuemeng: "Do you know who lives in this alley? Are you poor, rich, or some medium-sized families? How come the fire in broad daylight is so big? Aren't the people in this alley homeless? And how can the fire not be controlled in broad daylight?"

Xuan Dali: "It should be considered a place where poor people live together. There are many sheds, so if they burn, the fire is difficult to control. I can't figure out why it catches fire in broad daylight, and usually it catches fire at night. By the way, this alley is the Wu family troupe, which is where the opera troupe I hired two days ago in the past. I have been here. The opera troupe is a straw troupe. Without its own theater, I rely on singing to people everywhere to live a life."

Xuan Yuemeng nodded in surprise. In fact, when he first asked, he had already vaguely felt something was wrong. He was a person who loved to analyze things. He had long thought that Zhilin's group might be difficult for this opera troupe, but he had no power and could not control this matter, so he never asked about it again. Now, after hearing Xuan Dali said this to him, he immediately understood everything. No need to ask, it must be Zhilin who found someone like this. His grandmother actually attacked a group of poor opera singers. He was also the young master of the Minister of Military Affairs. He was really not a human being, he!

Xuan Yuemeng: "Let's go over and take a look!"

After listening to the instructions of Mr. Meng, Xuan Dali hesitated a little, which made Xuan Yuemeng very unhappy, "What? Didn't you hear me?"

Xuan Dali hurriedly: "Yes."

When the luxury carriage drove through another street, it was already very close to the alley where the fire was on fire. The street was full of people, and the crying sounded loud, which made people feel goosebumps. Xuan Yuemeng was actually very guilty. If it was because of his own reasons that so many people were hindered, he would have done a great demerit!

Many people cried so hard that they had no strength. Looking at the alley that was almost burned into ruins, they stared at them in despair, dragging their sons and daughters to sit on the side of the road.

Xuan Yuemeng had sharp eyes and saw a bunch of people at a glance. It was the opera troupe led by Wu Laosan - the Wu family troupe.

Xuan Yuemeng hurriedly whispered to Dali, nodded and left.

Wu Laosan immediately followed Dali, approached the carriage, shouted at Xuan Yuemeng in the carriage, "You still dare to look for me? This time my family was destroyed by you! I'll fight with you!"

Xuan Yuemeng was sweating profusely. Fortunately, she was in the carriage and was so scared that she moved her hips back quickly, "Uncle Wu, don't be excited, I just came here just now. You don't have anything to do with me, right? What happened? I will do my best to help you!"

Wu Laosan looked at a person as old as Xuan Yuemeng. Although he had no place to vent his grudges, he really couldn't afford to face a child who looked so cute. He slapped himself in the head, "Is this still necessary? Who am I not trembling with? Our Wu family class mainly takes on the business of a wealthy family like you, and I dare not offend any family. Who would attack a poor opera troupe like us?"
Chapter completed!