Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

Chapter 1263

Upon hearing this, Wei Wu's eyes narrowed immediately; it was clear that this matter was aimed at him.

These people actually dared to use the Crown Prince, and during the Hongwu reign, which is incredibly audacious!

Thinking of this, Wei Wu immediately looked at Zhu Biao and asked.

"Brother, have you found out who's behind them?"

“I have already sent people to keep an eye on them, but there is no conclusive evidence yet. I suspect it is related to the Kong family.”

"the Kongs?"

Wei Wu frowned, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with Zhu Biao's guess.

Although the Confucian family is now extinct, it has been passed down for thousands of years. Confucianism is no longer just a subject of study, but a belief.

Moreover, Confucianism has disciples and followers all over the world. Although it has no official foundation, its influence remains in the shadows.

As long as there are remnants of the Confucian family plotting something, they can still secretly contact many people who study Confucianism.

Of course, most importantly, this incident was aimed at Wei Wu, and there are many people in the world who hate Wei Wu.

For example, the Northern Yuan court, the White Lotus sect, and the gentry groups all hated Cao Cao to the core.

However, the only family with such means to intervene in the palace is probably the Kong family, a great family with a history of thousands of years.

These people had the background and the courage; otherwise, Zhu Xiong Ying would not have contracted smallpox in the first place.

While silently thinking to himself, Wei Wu slowly spoke in a cold voice:

"These bedbugs, they still dare to cause trouble even after their homes are destroyed. It seems I wasn't ruthless enough back then!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Biao reached out and patted Wei Wu on the shoulder, saying:

"Don't worry! Now that I know about this, I will definitely get to the bottom of it. Let's wait a couple more days and see if we can find out who's behind this."

"If there's no progress, then just arrest those two and throw them into the imperial prison. The Embroidered Uniform Guard will pry their mouths open!"

Wei Wu originally intended to take direct force, but since Zhu Biao had already made arrangements, he decided not to intervene.

For the rest of the time, Wei Wu and Zhu Biao were just chatting idly, silently watching the bidding process unfold.

It must be said that this new model has been quite successful in promoting in the Ming Dynasty, and merchants have also been very fond of it.

After all, in the past, apart from salt and iron, they had no opportunity to do business with the imperial court, but now it's different.

Whether it's cement roads, railways, or even something as simple as building city walls, the imperial court would put these projects out for bidding.

Small business owners may value money more, but wealthy business owners value two other things more.

First, there's the business environment. The court's current actions clearly support commerce, indicating that the future business environment will be even better.

Secondly, there were the titles of nobility. Ever since the imperial court introduced the nobility for merchants, these big merchants have been incredibly excited, as if they had been injected with stimulants.

Among scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants, merchants had the lowest social status, but if they could obtain a noble title, it would be equivalent to bringing glory to their ancestors.

Therefore, many merchants looked forward to the imperial court's bidding process, because only by contributing to the country through bidding projects could they have the opportunity to be granted a noble title.

As a result, many wealthy businessmen are now willing to pay less or even lose money when bidding for projects.

Of course, the so-called bidding now is just to inform the wealthy businessmen present of the details and some specific requirements of this bidding process.

When they returned, they wrote and submitted their bids according to the court's requirements, and then selected the best bids from all of them.

So this process is very boring right now, and Zhu Biao is busy with other things, so Wei Wu doesn't even have anyone to talk to.

So I switched my consciousness to the system warehouse. Luckily, I hadn't opened today's packages yet, so I figured I could see if I could get some good stuff.

Looking at the three packages suspended in mid-air, the one on the left contained a cigarette box, and the middle package looked like a wrapped durian.

The one on the right is even more interesting; it looks like a ball, and judging by its size, it should be a basketball.

Of course, the system never plays by the rules, and you can't tell what's inside just by looking at it.

So Wei Wu immediately set his sights on the durian, since he hadn't even smelled it in a long time, let alone eaten it.

After making the choice, the scene flashed before my eyes, the durian-shaped package disappeared, and in its place was a large truck.

No, it can't really be called a truck. To be precise, it should be called a 40-foot container semi-trailer truck, or Optimus Prime.

That's right, what's parked in front of Wei Wu now is a red box truck that looks exactly like the prototype of Optimus Prime.

Besides the imposing front of the truck, there is a standard 40-foot shipping container at the back.

"The system is different now! Before, it only delivered containers, but now it's amazing, it even delivers the vehicle bodies."

Looking at the familiar-looking vehicle in the system's inventory, Wei Wu couldn't help but mutter a sarcastic remark under his breath.

Wei Wu then scanned the vehicle with his consciousness and quickly found a freight bill on the dashboard.

I took out the freight bill and glanced at it. It said "plant seedling boxes" and there were a total of nine hundred seedling boxes in the truck.

Each seedling box contains ten rubber tree seedlings, meaning there are a total of nine thousand rubber tree seedlings in the truck.

The so-called medium-sized seedlings are actually seedlings that have been selected, budded, and cultivated for one to two years.

"Rubber tree!!"

Upon seeing the information on the shipping document, Wei Wu was taken aback at first, but then a smile instantly appeared on his face.

Rubber trees are great!

This thing can produce rubber when it grows up, which can be said to be a strategic resource that is ahead of its time.

Once you master the relevant technology, there are countless things that rubber can be used to make, including in industrial applications.

If the Ming Dynasty wanted to develop its industry, rubber was an essential component.

The key point is that this thing didn't exist in the Ming Dynasty at all. Its earliest place of origin was in South America, which is the Brazil region in later generations.

It was not introduced to China until 1904, and then China began to try planting rubber trees on Hainan Island in 1906.

Previously, Wei Wu was somewhat troubled about where to get this thing; he couldn't very well just fly a helicopter to South America to look for it!

Even if we have enough fuel, we can't waste it like this. Besides, even if we find it, how much can we bring back by helicopter?

But now that we have these 9,000 seedlings, China can plant them separately in the future, so we don't have to worry about a lack of rubber.

Thinking of this, Wei Wu's smile widened, but then he heard Zhu Biao's voice.

"Xiao Wu, what are you thinking about? You're smiling so happily."