I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

"It's so expensive, adding this box of that diesel is enough to buy a horse."

Hearing the price, the old man stared, and subconsciously let go of the gas pedal under his feet.

In addition to passion and speed, this kick is also throwing out a lot of copper coins.

Zhu Zhangui shrugged, "It can't be helped. If you gain something, you lose it. You want to have invincible speed and long-term endurance. If you don't spend money, there is no such good thing."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Zhangui pointed to the northern area and said, seeing the distressed look of the old man, "But it will be different after we take this place."

The old man raised his eyebrows, "How do you say it?"

Zhu Zhangui said excitedly: "There are countless black oils there. I have a refining method that can extract diesel oil from black oil. As long as we win this site and find the black oil producing area, after we build a workshop, There are countless diesels, the kind that can’t be used up, and we don’t have to ask that profiteer to buy diesel.”

"And as far as I know, that profiteer has a bigger transport tool, which runs faster, pulls more people and goods, and of course, is a big fuel drinker."

"There is also the kind of chariot that is covered with steel and cannot be hurt by any sword, gun, stick, or sword. It is also a master who drinks oil."

"There are also some other things. These are all things that we must equip the army in the future."

"If we don't occupy a place where oil is produced, we will be stuck in the neck by that profiteer in the future."

After talking about the issue of oil, Zhu Zhangui continued: "Besides, there are also coals for trains and future armored warship steam engines, and a gas that can be ignited to replace firewood."

"Besides, this place is very rich in minerals. Gold and silver mines, copper mines, iron ores, as long as you can think of ores in this world, you can find them here."

"Let me tell you so!"

Zhu Zhangui stretched out 5 fingers and made the final conclusion.

"As long as we take down this vast land, it will be enough for our descendants to prodigal for at least 500 years."

"Crench!"

San Bengzi, who was advancing, stopped abruptly. Jiang Huai, who was observing the situation with a telescope above, didn't pay attention. He directly smashed through the front baffle and flew out, screaming and slamming his head into the grass.

Zhu Zhangui didn't notice it just now, and his head hit the front panel, gasping for air in pain.

"Why did you stop, didn't you want to chase those prairie barbarians?"

While rubbing his head, Zhu Zhangui looked at the old man depressedly.

"Follow me!"

The old man glared at him, and shouted at Jiang Huai, who was still lying on the grass, "Jiang Aiqing is all right, if you're all right, come over and crank the car!"

"Oh, come here, sir!"

Hearing the old man's call, Jiang Huai couldn't care less about the pain in his body, he scrambled to his feet, ran to the side of the stopped San Bengzi, took out the crank, and shook it vigorously.

"chug chug..."

Soon, the engine-stopped Sanbengzi rang again, and when Jiang Huai climbed into the car, the old man turned the handlebar and was about to go back.

"What are you doing!"

Zhu Zhangui is a little lost, what is going on with this old man.

"What else can I do? Go back and send troops to occupy the northernmost point. It's a place of treasure, and it cannot be snatched away by others."

The old man, who was driving the handlebars and was about to turn around, replied hurriedly.

Several black lines appeared on Zhu Zhangui's forehead.

No matter what the old man thinks, it's a one-off.

Zhu Zhangui said so much just now, the main purpose is to let the old man support him, and occupy Siberia in the future, so that it will become the source of blood for Daming, supply the entire Ming, and continue the life of Daming indefinitely in the future.

But I didn't expect this old man, when he heard that it was so rich there, he didn't even chase the prairie barbarians he was thinking about, and turned his head to lead troops to occupy Siberia.

"Grandpa, you are too impatient. No one wants that piece of land for so many years, and it's not too short of a year in January."

"Besides, with our Daming watching, who would dare to snatch food from a tiger's mouth."

"You, feel free to chase after your prairie barbarian, I have already made arrangements there."

Under Zhu Zaigui's repeated persuasion, the old man extinguished the idea of ​​turning back immediately and sending troops to occupy Siberia.

Turning his head and turning the handlebar, and continuing to drive according to the predetermined goal, the old man asked Zhu Zhangui while glancing in the direction of the north.

"Tell me about your arrangement!"

The old man wanted to hear how his grandson arranged for Daming, the future treasure house, while he was still in charge, so that he could help out by the side.

Otherwise, my son's cowardice, maybe he thought that the medical expedition would cost money, and raised an objection. When the time comes, the father and father will have a quarrel because of this matter, so it will be a joke for outsiders.

That's right, it's the treasure house.

Siberia is so rich, the old man has already designated it as a royal treasure house in his heart.

He even wondered in his heart whether to designate the northern region as the exclusive territory of the royal family, and all proceeds there would go to the royal family in the future.

In this way, even if the descendants of future generations are prodigal again, with such a large treasure house, as long as they are not truly peerless prodigals, they can carry it for a while.

The old man has lived a hard life and knows how distressing it is for an emperor to have no money and no food.

"I think so." Zhu Zhangui, who didn't notice the old man's expression and couldn't guess what the old man was thinking, took a simple drawing board from the opening in the back, and while drawing a rough topographic map of Siberia, he gave it to the old man explained.

"The local grassland here seems to be called Xiboer. I don't think the name is bright enough. In addition, there is a Beihai here, so my grandson named it Beiju Luzhou!"

The old man nodded in agreement. He also thinks this name is good, a very aura name.

While satisfied, the old man named and criticized his fat son by name.

"Wozhou, I think it should be changed to Penglai. What kind of bad name did your father choose? His Confucianism is in vain."

Zhu Zhangui chuckled and didn't comment on this.

Originally, he also wanted to call the island country Penglai, but before he could name it, his father decided on the name.

This is the first time that Dad is the master of the house, and Zhu Zhangui has to give some face to name a huge territory. Let Wazhou be Wazhou, which is better than calling a certain Ben.

Reach out and draw an inverted herringbone line on the simple topographic map of Siberia, oh no, now it should be called Beiju Luzhou topographic map, Zhu Zhangui explained to the old man:

"I plan to build a railway in this desolate area, and then connect it to the Daming railway line."

"In this way, when our railway is completed in the future and the Daming Railway is fully laid, all kinds of agricultural and sideline food and mineral resources in Beiju Luzhou can be quickly transported to all parts of Daming, providing nourishment and blood for Daming."

"My plan is to grow potatoes. After all, the planting season here is very short, and short-season potato planting is the most suitable."

"In addition, the land here is fertile, and the amount of potatoes grown in one acre of land is definitely not a small amount. Even the potatoes grown in this area alone are enough for all the people in Ming Dynasty to eat."

Putting the drawing board on his knees, Zhu Zhangui excitedly said to the old man: "Grandpa, think about it, Beiju Luzhou produces countless potatoes, and the Ganges area produces countless grains, plus the Hetao Great Plain we plan Development, under the blood transfusion of the three parties, as long as our Ming Dynasty is not so unlucky, the three parties and the entire Ming Dynasty will suffer disasters, and our common people will never suffer from hunger again."

What Zhu Zhangui said was spitting, and the old man listened to it with bright eyes.

What is he working so hard for?

Isn't it just to let the people of Ming Dynasty have enough to eat, so that the people of Ming Dynasty will no longer be invaded by foreign enemies.

Today, with the powerful army and navy of Ming Dynasty, and the air force that has not yet appeared in Sun Tzu's mouth, Ming's military ability is ranked second in the world, and no one dares to call it the first.

Coupled with the huge population base and the millions of soldiers he has mobilized, the world is not yet where Ming can fight whoever he wants.

The invasion of foreign enemies has been solved. As long as the subsequent emperors don't mess around and keep their plans going, the Millennium Empire will not be a dream.

With these three areas of food production, Daming will never be short of food again.

There is no shortage of food, the military is powerful, and the population base is huge. Nima, as long as the emperor behind is a little bit ambitious, the world will always be shrouded under the banner of the sun and the moon of Ming Dynasty.

The empire on which the sun never sets, as Sun Tzu said, will become a reality, not a dream.

Thinking of all of this being the foundation laid down by his grandparents for three generations, the blood in the old man's heart swelled.

So what about the first emperor, the unification of the Kyushu has indeed contributed a lot, but compared with occupying the entire world, this can only be regarded as mediocre.

If the future Daming can really do all this, become the controller of this world.

As the first emperor who made all these decisions, Zhu Di will surpass the first emperor, surpass the father who has been shadowed all his life, and become the greatest emperor in the history of Yanhuang, even catch up with the three emperors and five emperors, and become the number one who completes the fate of the world 9 emperors.

"Okay, let's follow this plan."

Thinking of the beautiful fantasy in his heart, the old man gave Zhu Zhangui's plan a hard blow.

But after the excitement, the old man was a little worried again.

"Little brat, although the north is good, it's too cold there, plus it's far away from the homeland, I'm afraid the people of Daming won't want to go there."

Hearing the old man's worry, Zhu Zhangui smiled, leaned into the old man's ear and whispered: "There are countless dirty slaves in Penglai, instead of letting them make trouble in the mainland, or die of natural disasters In the midst of man-made disasters, it is better to let them use their spare energy to go to the north to plant potatoes for us, dig mines and repair railways."

Zhu Zhangui's eyes became more excited when he talked about it. These little nesters are good at digging potatoes. Instead of letting them idle in the mainland and make troubles, it is better to let them go to Beiju Luzhou like the future generations. Dig potatoes.

Alas, if I knew that those prisoners of war would not be killed, more than 10 strong laborers, this is enough to build a long railway and dig a lot of potatoes.

Thinking of the plan in his heart, Zhu Zhangui regretted that he killed too violently.

Glancing at the eldest grandson strangely, the old man couldn't figure out what kind of stimulation his little boy had received, and why he had so much resentment towards these little pumpkins.

Although a little curious, what my grandson said is not unreasonable.

Instead of letting those little pumpkins spend their days in Penglai doing nothing to make troubles and causing territorial turmoil, it is better to send them to Beiju Luzhou to build railways, grow potatoes, and mine mines, so as to contribute to the strength of Ming Dynasty.

Anyway, he is also a barbarian, and he is so short, he must be of a bad breed, and he will die if he dies.

Thinking of this, the old man gradually let go of his mind.

In his mind, not only Xiaowogua, but also the people who recently caused an uprising in Jiaozhi, some unstable factors in the Western Regions, and the slaves of Ah San, can all be sent to Beiju Luzhou to dig potatoes what.

These people have the energy to start an uprising, and they must have plenty of energy. Instead of wasting it on quarreling with the court, it is better to use it on the right path.

In this way, it is no problem for several parties to work together to produce millions of slaves.

No matter how long the railway line built in Beiju Luzhou was, the old man firmly believed that it would be no problem for those millions of slaves to complete this mission for the sake of the strength of the Ming Empire.

In the following time, while discussing plans for the future with the old man, Zhu Zhangui led an expeditionary force composed of three Bengzi and horses, followed the news from the spies ahead, and fell behind the prairie barbarians.

This journey lasted for nearly a month. Zhu Zhangui and his party set off from the North Sea (Lake Baikal), across the entire Mobei, followed the prairie barbarians, and rushed directly to Saray, the area of ​​​​the Golden Horde Han Kingdom.

In order to hurry along the way, the old man rushed to the ranks of the prairie barbarians more than once, fired with heavy machine guns, and urged them to speed up.

Anyway, just don't kill them, just a word, play.

The old man is not worried about logistics either. As long as Zhu Zhangui exists and he has enough money, the expeditionary force of 6000 to [-] people will not be short of rations, and the food is even more comfortable than in Daming.

Zhu Zhangui didn't urge the old man to quickly eliminate the barbarians, and went back to make way for the old man.

He knew in his heart that the old man did this just to fight for the first place when he was in office.

The old man is a very strong person. As a rebellious thief, he always felt that this was his fatal stain, so he worked hard to develop Daming, and wanted to use his great contributions to offset his own stain, so that future generations would no longer be troubled by him. Hold on to this point.

Repairing the Yongle Grand Ceremony, sending Zheng He to the West, and dredging domestic canals are all for these reasons.

But for the proud old man, he felt that all this was not enough. He wanted more achievements, so that future generations would ignore his little blemish.

So when Zhu Zhangui proposed to conquer Ah San, the old man agreed without hesitation.

In order to be the huge plain area that Zhu Zhangui said can grow countless grains, so that the people of Ming Dynasty will no longer be short of grains in the future.

After solving the food problem, the old man still feels that it is not enough. He also wants to eliminate the hidden dangers of Daming's future, so that his sons and grandsons, and even future descendants, can develop Daming safely.

So he worked hard to defeat the northern prairie, even at the expense of his old age, he went on expeditions to Mobei several times to completely wipe out these unstable prairie barbarians.

After several years of hard work, it can be said that Daming has no shortage of food, and its powerful military has also defeated the threat from the north.

The two hidden dangers have been eliminated, and the old man has no regrets in his heart. This time, he brought thousands of troops and powerful weapons to Mobei, saying that he wanted to wipe out the remnants, but in fact he was more like an old lion. I patrol the site from time to time and warn the neighbors around me not to touch my site. Although my old lion is old, I can still eat people.

The same old man also wants to fulfill a dream, that is to become the emperor who has traveled the farthest in the history of China, so that the descendants of the Ming Dynasty and the descendants of the Zhu family will be proud of him, Zhu Di.

Just because Zhu Zhangui understood the old man's mind, he didn't express any opinion on the old man leading thousands of people and dragging him all over the world to chase the prairie barbarians.

My grandfather, who has devoted his whole life to Daming, is about to leave the throne to take care of himself.

As his grandson, as his heir, he should fulfill this trivial wish.

Don't talk about chasing the enemy to the Golden Account Han Kingdom, as long as the old man is not too tired, as long as the old man wants to go, Zhu Zhangui will follow even if he chases to Europe.

"Report to the emperor, the front scouts have found the enemy army, and the flag is the army sent by the Golden Horde to pick up the prairie barbarians."

Just as Zhu Zhangui grabbed the steering handle and followed the car in front of him boringly, moving forward, the walkie-talkie hung on the hook suddenly rang the front detection report.

The old man, who was sitting with his legs crossed, drinking tea and reading a book, sat up straight suddenly, threw the book in his hand aside excitedly, picked up the walkie-talkie and tuned to the general channel and shouted.

"Attention all, the main force of the enemy is found, sons and daughters, listen to my orders, set up formation, let's go to war!"

Then, with Zhu Zhangui's speechless expression, he put the sunglasses hanging on the side on his face, reached out from the side pocket, took out a lollipop, stuffed it into his mouth, and pulled out the luxuriously decorated The revolver, the old face excitedly ready for battle.

Chapter 304: The Nightmare of the West, the Yellow-skinned Demon from the East!