As Zheng Shaoting's younger brother, Zheng Abao actively signed up to go to the kitchen to get a fight, but he was half-hearted and looked like he was not interested.

Because the more than two people in the factory in front were restricted to the factory and could not come out at will, the emperor specifically told the food to be good, and the people in the kitchen did not understand the specific matter. They only knew that the new general manager was going to be released in the apprenticeship, and they did not dare to neglect them. They worked hard to make all the good dishes and rice, and their work was heavy, but others were busy, and Zheng Abao was dazed at all when washing vegetables and working.

No one else said anything, and they all knew in their hearts: if the eldest brother competed fiercely with others in front of him, he would be afraid that he would not be able to gather any energy. Besides, he was choosing the general manager. Maybe this child would be the general manager's younger brother in a few days, so who dares to say about him?

The head of the house also tactfully asked Zheng Abao to do the job of sending food and hot water to the front to run errands. After he came back, a group of people came up to ask how the situation was.

When both teams made nine guns, when they were about to end, Zheng Abao came back with an empty food box angrily. A group of kids immediately surrounded him and asked, "Abao, how about it? Who is quick?"

Zheng Abao immediately put the food box on the ground and cursed: "Zhang Sanfa, this bastard! Big brother is so angry!"

"What's wrong with him in Zhang Sanfa?" Everyone asked in confusion.

"My elder brother saw the skilled man and chose him. Who would have thought that this little bastard would not do it well! He was so angry that he was so angry that he gritted his teeth and Zhang Sanfa had good skills, but his mind was not flexible. When he was talking with the emperor, he was too nervous and stupid, but he was beaten out. When he thought about it, he understood: he was also qualified to be a candidate for the general manager! As a result, he lost the opportunity to fight for wealth. Later, he heard that he could be awarded a marquis and accompanies the ranks. He felt so painful that he cried again.

Li Yuting usually has an average relationship with Zhang Sanfa, so he didn't choose Zhang Sanfa when he selected people. However, Zheng Shaoting felt that Zhang Sanfa was very good at his level, so he looked for him. He thought he had made a profit from Li Yuting. Unexpectedly, he chose a guy with a knot in his mind. Zhang Sanfa saw that his candidacy was gone, so he was in a state of no mood to work for Zheng Shaoting. He was slow when he was working. Just as lazy and slick when he used to do it for Chen Qirong and the others!

Not only Zheng Shaoting's group was so angry that it was not only Zheng Shaoting, but others also understood that if they could win, they would be Zheng Shaoting's confidant backbone. Maybe they would have a chief supervisor or a technician. How could anyone want to drag him down!

Now this is equivalent to the fact that 9 of them compete with each other!

Otherwise, there would be no need to be idle for a moment, and a sheriff stood in a few steps in the factory. As usual, they would just throw Zhang Sanfa to the ground and beat him up.

When Zheng Abao went to deliver lunch, Zheng Shaoting's group was already half a gun behind Li Yuting there. They were assembling the ninth gun, and they had already installed the ninth gun, and they planned to start the production of the last gun parts immediately after dinner.

"Ah, your brother is blind. Why are you picking Zhang Sanfa?" Everyone in the kitchen scolded each other and regretted Zheng Shaoting: "He is a little stunned."

"Old Li Jing is still good at choosing land, but they are not all good at choosing land. For example, Lai Zi and Sanming work honestly."

"Yes, Old Li is pretty good." Someone said, but immediately patted Zheng Abao, who was breathing heavily: "Your brother is also very smart, he is just a mistake."

"Dog Damn Zhang Sanfa!" Zheng Abao slapped the table and pointed at the head of the kitchen and asked, "Buy a pot of water for me, get some tea, and I'll go ahead and take a look!"

"Okay, okay!" A group of workers were eager to go ahead and watch the situation and gossip. Suddenly, someone went to pick up a pot of water. Someone went to put stacks of tea bowls into the basket, and the new head of the house simply ran to the captured chief of staff room and searched for his good tea.

Half an hour later, Zheng Abao carried a basket of tea bowls and tea leaves in his left hand and a steaming iron kettle in his right hand. He passed the guard and entered the heavily guarded factory. The two groups were friends a few days ago, but now they sat far away like enemies, each sitting in a circle on the ground, with the food in the circle, and were chatting and waiting for the officials to order the start of work in the afternoon. At that time, they would rush to the equipment and make the final sprint.

Zheng Abao looked at the circle of people on the elder brother over there, and saw that everyone was worried, while Li Yuting and the group of people were all red and were about to show off. The boy gritted his teeth, bent down to a sheriff next to him and smiled, "Tea sends." After passing, he walked towards Li Yuting's circle, smiled and placed the basket and iron kettle behind Li Yuting on the ground. He quickly picked up a tea bowl and put it on the ground, put it on the ground, put it on the pinch of tea, then lifted the kettle in one hand, and handed it to Li Yuting with the other, and smiled, "Brother Li, have tea."

Li Yuting was sitting on the ground and pointed at his subordinates, summarizing the experience and lessons of the previous guns, and arranging the production of the last gun. Someone handed him a bowl behind his shoulders, but he took it without thinking.

At this moment, Zheng Abao gritted his teeth and said, "I'll pour you water!"

Before he finished speaking, the iron pot sank suddenly, and a stream of hot water that had just boiled for a while was poured on Li Yuting's right hand holding the bowl!

"Ah!" Li Yuting screamed, as if it was burned by fire, and suddenly jumped up from the ground. The tea bowl fell to pieces on the ground, and his right half was covered with wet marks on the ground.

"You?!" Li Yuting looked up at the servant in shock, shockedly covering his right hand.

"Brother Li is okay?" All his colleagues immediately surrounded him to see if Li Yuting was fine.

"I recognize you! You are Zheng Shaoting's younger brother! Did you fucking intentional?!" The short scattered man pointed at Zheng Abao with anger and blushed face and shouted.

"I'm sorry! Brother Li, I didn't mean it! My hands were shaking!" Zheng Abao threw away the iron pot and retreated.

"Fuck you a bastard!" Lao Wang next to him rushed up with a steadily, punching Zheng Abao in the right face, and the latter immediately wailed and rolled next to the machine.

"What's going on! What's going on?" The sheriff and the guards realized that something was wrong here and surrounded him.

But someone rushed over there and pushed Lao Wang's butt to the ground. It was Zheng Shaoting. He roared and said, "Do you dare to touch my brother?"

The people from Zheng Shaoting's group also rushed over gritted their teeth and held a wrench and hammer in their hands.

"I'll fuck your mother! Use a secret trick?" Laizi roared and picked up an iron pipe from the workbench. It seemed as if a command was made. Everyone on Li Yuting's side fucked the guy in his hand, and the fight with Zheng Shaoting was about to break out.

"Bastard! What do you want to do?" Zhao Ying, who was eating in the management room, heard the movement outside, and rushed out with chopsticks in one hand.

"Fuck it all!" Zhao Ying rushed between the two groups and shouted.

Seeing this adult coming, the two groups separated timidly but their eyes were full of hatred.

After asking the cause of the incident, Zhao Ying walked to Li Yuting, picked up his right hand and looked at it: his whole hand was burned red. He asked, "Can you still work?"

Actually it's not boiling water. It won't be burned, but the huge pain and shameless anger towards the other party made Li Yuting's forehead buzz. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's possible, but their brothers colluded to make a fraud..."

"Sir, I don't!" Zheng Abao knelt on the ground and knelt to Zhao Ying, saying, "Sir. I just deliver food and water. When I talk to them, there were adults around me. How could I collude? I accidentally slipped my hand and burned Brother Li! My bastard! My bastard! I am willing to accept the punishment!"

"Is that true?" Zhao Ying turned his head and asked his subordinates.

"Yes, this kid is just a servant. When he comes, he just asks about the progress." A sheriff said after thinking about it.

"No! Lord, he is Zheng Shaoting's younger brother opposite him. He saw that we were faster than them and made people deceive people!" Laizi was so angry that his neck turned red.

The old worker, the old worker, squeezed in and said, "Sir, the brothers Zheng Shaoting are cheating, and we have surpassed them. I think it is directly determined that Li Yuting won! No need to do it anymore!"

"Old Wang, you fart!" Zhao Ying hadn't interrupted yet. Zheng Shaoting and his group of workers across the street roared: "We didn't collude with Abao, and there is still a gun left now. Why do you win!"

An imperial official squeezed over next to him. He pinched Zhao Kuo's silver-shell pocket watch and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Zhao, the time is up, what do you think of when it comes? Should I pause first?"

Zhao Ying was in trouble. If he suspended the production and dealt with the matter, Li Yuting was not injured. He made a big deal and also affected His Majesty's affairs. Even if he dealt with it, the servant insisted that his hand slipped, and he did not hit Li Yuting directly. There would be no evidence, and at least he would beat him with a whip at most.

After thinking about it, Zhao Ying waved his hand and said, "Trag this servant out to whip." Then he pointed at Li Yuting and Zheng Shaoting and said, "You start work and continue production immediately."

"Yes!" Zheng Shaoting looked at Zheng Abao who was dragged out and bowed suddenly, turned around and gritted his teeth and waved to his subordinates, "It's time to start, listen to me, this is a fight!"

His men agreed and ran towards the machine.

This momentum is because Zheng Shaoting clearly knew that his younger brother was pulled out was winking at him--Abao did it on purpose!

Everything is for him!

Can his brother let his younger brother take the risk of turning around for nothing?

Must win!

Li Yuting answered weakly, and the huge pain in his hands was not his skill, but his mood - anger.

Not only him, but everyone was so angry when his men turned around and walked towards the machine - there was such a blatant and shameless thing.

Soon, Zheng Shaoting and his team struggled to catch up with the progress of Li Yuting and his team, while Li Yuting and his team were obviously disturbed by morale. The angry hands might be more powerful, but they could also get rid of several rifles. What this requires is a stable hand, not a trembling hand.

After a big fight all afternoon, Zheng Shaoting raised a rifle and shouted: "The first one, we're done!"

Suddenly, the excitement of Zheng Shaoting and his group echoed in the factory.

When Li Yuting and his group heard this roar, Lao Wang sat on the ground and sighed. The strait turned his head and cursed: "Shameless! Fuck! So shameless!" Then he covered his face and cried.

"After making the last gun, you can compare quality! Don't cry even if you fuck you!" Li Yuting gritted his teeth, tears rolling in his eyes, but his burnt and red hand never stopped.

The next morning, the French technicians tested the quality of the guns, and the two groups were exactly the same. Zheng Shaoting and others hugged each other on the shooting range and cried in a ball; while Li Yuting and his group were as stupid as they were, they later cried and worked hard for a few days, and in the end it was such a cruel result. And they unanimously determined that one of the guns they failed was the last one.

If you lose, you are not angry. When you are angry, you are not convinced.

Li Yuting hugged Zhao Ying's thigh and called for grievances on the spot, and even went to the palace to beat drums to make grievances. If a scum like the Zheng brothers was not punished, even if there was another match.

Zhao Ying had no choice but to bring Li Yuting in.

In the palace, Zhao Kuo was playing with the two guns. After listening to Zhao Ying's report, he couldn't stop laughing: "Damn, I'm pouring water on my hands? I can think of this kind of trick? Competition is really a life-and-death."

"I think that servant was intentional, but he just brought food and water. He must have insisted that his hand slipped. What should you do?" Zhao Ying smiled helplessly. This kind of thing depends on who the emperor wants to win. If the Zheng brothers win, then forget about this matter; if Li Yuting wins, he can also tell his brothers that he is Xianfeng.

"What should I do? Just do it like this. The Bible says that Judas was so stupid that even God dared to sell for a few gold coins. The elder brother denied his understanding of Jesus three times in front of officials, and the saints were like this. What's more, they were a group of apprentices and beggars. We are all pitiful people, and no one is a saint. What he said is true." Zhao Kuo smiled relaxedly: "Bring Li Yuting in, I will give you a condolence."

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Kuo pulled Li Yuting, who was kneeling on the ground and cried, and looked at the wound and asked, "Does it still hurt? I have a good Western doctor here, so I will ask you some scald plaster to bring it back."

"Your Majesty." Li Yuting met such a big person for the first time. He didn't expect to be treated so considerately. He choked up and said, "Your Majesty. Your Majesty is so kind! Your Majesty, you should avenge me too."

"Sit down and say." Zhao Kuo pulled Li Yuting up, and walked shoulder to shoulder with him on the sofa by the office wall, and smiled and said, "Actually, I know that, but there is no evidence to prove that they were intentional."

Li Yuting was shocked when he heard this and asked sobbingly: "Did they win? It's unreasonable! If they hadn't burned my hand, our last gun wouldn't have been scrapped..."

"You are all very skilled." Zhao Kuo patted Li Yuting's shoulder and smiled: "But I'm so kind. I said I'm going to fight. This matter is not within my rules. No one expected that such a thing could happen in a heavily guarded factory."

Zhao Kuo waved his hand to stop Li Yuting who was still talking, and then said, "Don't worry, I know you have good skills. I won't let you suffer in vain. After a while, there will be another arms factory to rise, which was donated by the Opium Guild. The scale will not be smaller than the current manufacturing bureau. I will hand it over to you. How about that factory?"

"What?!" Li Yuting was shocked when he heard this. He stared at Zhao Kuo with tears in his eyes, and asked stammeringly, "Really? Really?"

"You have no jokes!" Zhao Kuo smiled.

"But what should the Zheng brothers do?" Li Yuting was still unwilling to give up. He couldn't swallow this. No one could swallow this when encountering such a thing.

Zhao Kuo paused for a moment and said, "I am the emperor, of course I can't break my promise, so I still have to hand it over to the winner for the creation of the game."

Speaking of this, Zhao Kuo patted Li Yuting's shoulder with a smirk and said, "Aren't you better than them? Are you capable than them? You really have the ability. You can build more, faster and better with new factories. I am your only big arms buyer. Of course, I will buy better and cheaper. At that time, the money will be earned by you. Can the Zheng brothers' factories hold on? You also know that such a large factory can cost tens of thousands of silver in a month. You get rid of their good workers, buy their good machines, and finally buy them and let them sleep on the bridge hole."

Li Yuting didn't say anything thoughtfully, but his hands clenched into fists. After a while, he looked up and said, "Your Majesty, are those equipments here? I can help you assemble them, I want to start immediately."

Zhao Kuo smiled proudly and said, "Don't worry, you go back to the manufacturing bureau first, form your men and horses, and use the manufacturing bureau's machines and foreign technicians to train workers first. After all, all the machines in Western factories are imported now. Whoever is better depends on who has more workers and who is skilled. Learn more about management. When the new factory gets up, you will pull your people over."

"The staff of the manufacturing bureau were divided into two?" Li Yuting was stunned and then was overjoyed--this meant that he also won.

Zhao Kuo nodded with a smile, then reached out to him and said solemnly: "Congratulations, Boss Li."

Then he met Zheng Shaoting.

"Good job, young man." Zhao Kuo smiled like a smile on his face.

Zheng Shaoting was naturally flattered and thanked him, and said a polite word.

"Okay. Now you are the boss of the manufacturing department. Go and think of a new name for the manufacturing bureau. The manufacturing bureau has the flavor of the imperial court and cannot be used anymore." Zhao Kuo smiled: "As for working capital, I will provide you with an interest-free loan for a year. If you can't support this factory in one year, your family will be destroyed and your family will be destroyed."

"Yes, yes, your majesty! I'm prepared!" Zheng Shaoting sweated on his forehead, but his tone was very firm.

From having nothing to becoming a boss with a 40,000 taels of silver asset, the Zheng brothers were so excited that they couldn't sleep at night. They fantasized about the scene after they had money over and over again. Now even if this is a crater, they will jump in without hesitation.
To be continued...