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Butler Jin strode up to Marshal Jin, bowed respectfully, and asked, "My lord, what brings you here? Please speak freely of any orders you may have."

"This afternoon, go find that broker Li Wei and inquire whether there are any larger shops for sale or rent in the bustling areas of the inner city. Also, keep an eye out for smaller shops in the more lively areas of the outer city. By the way, how's the testing of our carriages and wagons going?"

"The carriages are basically fine now, and they can comfortably seat ten people! The carpenters are currently busy decorating and repairing the interiors. As for the freight cars, they are still in the testing phase to determine their load-bearing capacity."

"Hmm, not bad. I'll go check on things this afternoon. Please be careful when you go out on business and take good care of yourself." Just as Jin Shuai finished speaking, Liu Shi came over and gently reminded him, "My lord, it's time for lunch." So the two moved together to the dining room. When they saw the table laden with beef and mutton, Jin Shuai frowned slightly, looking somewhat uninterested. He casually asked, "Where's the pork? Eating beef and mutton every day is getting a bit tiresome."

“Oh dear, my lord, you don’t know this, but pork always has a foul, fishy smell, so usually only ordinary people choose to eat it,” Liu quickly explained.

"That's not right. Would it be because there were no castrated pigs that it would have such a fishy smell?" Jin Shuai asked in confusion.

"My lord, what exactly do you mean by 'castrated pig'?" Liu asked curiously.

"Haha, just like a eunuch in the palace. He only needs to give that little nudge at the crucial spot, and the pig will only care about eating and drinking its fill and then falling into a deep sleep, never thinking about anything else. Hehehe." Jin Shuai said these words with a playful expression.

"Hmm... I understand." Liu lowered her head slightly and replied softly, her voice barely audible.

After the meal, Jin Shuai strolled over to the craftsmen's workshop. At that moment, the foreman of the blacksmiths quickly approached Jin Shuai and respectfully asked, "Young master, you've arrived. Is there anything we can do for you?"

Jin Shuai waved his hand, a smile on his face, and replied, "Nothing special, I just came to take a look. You all need to work harder and try different methods to make this iron block more elastic! We need to quickly purify this iron block into steel. Later, I'll think about how to press out steel plates, and then we can make armor."

Upon hearing this, the foreman hesitated slightly, then lowered his voice and cautiously said, "Young master, is it... to manufacture armor without authorization..."

Jin Shuai interrupted him, reassuring him, "Don't worry! I will report this matter to the officials myself. Remember, you must keep this a secret; that's why you signed the death contract. As long as you do your best, I will not treat you unfairly. When the time is right, I will find a way to obtain a fiefdom for you, and then you can live a peaceful life like ordinary people." After saying this, Jin Shuai patted the blacksmith foreman on the shoulder.

"My lord, please don't worry. These workers are full of energy every day. Even if you wanted to drive them away now, you probably wouldn't be able to! After all, here, they can enjoy delicious meat dishes for three meals a day, something they never dared to dream of before! They also have the opportunity to come into contact with all sorts of new and interesting things, so naturally they are very happy!" The foreman of the blacksmiths reported the situation in the workshop to Jin Shuai with great interest.