Chapter 822

It's no wonder Zheng Chenggong didn't understand.

Qin Mu had only just obtained the porcelain firing technology through checking in.

Up until now, no one had ever seen real porcelain.

Of course, they wouldn't understand what kind of heaven-defying existence porcelain was.

It was far from being comparable to the painted pottery currently on the market.

Compared to exquisite porcelain, all current pottery would have to be thrown away.

These two things were the two things Qin Mu planned to do upon arriving in Jiangnan.

One was to cut off the aristocratic families' source of silk, making the silk produced by Great Tang the raw material for Great Qin silk.

Another was to dig high-quality porcelain clay to make the best porcelain.

Once these two things were accomplished, the economic benefits for Great Qin would definitely not be something the few of them could imagine.

And for those aristocratic families in the silk business, it would also be a major blow.

Great Tang is poor now, and prices are low; trying to compete with Great Qin for raw materials is definitely overestimating one's own strength!

Zheng Chenggong hosted a dinner party.

To welcome the Emperor, he specifically put a lot of thought into preparing some rare seafood.

It could be seen that Zheng Chenggong had prepared it very attentively.

"Your Majesty, this is the East Sea long whale that I spent a great deal of effort to capture at sea."

Qin Mu didn't have any special interest in eating these things.

But it was rare for Zheng Chenggong to have such good intentions.

One must know that wanting to capture a long whale is not an easy task either.

For the navy, catching fish can solve a large part of the military food problem, saving the imperial court a lot of grain, while the navy can have meat to eat every day.

Killing two birds with one stone!

Qin Mu still encouraged Zheng Chenggong's approach.

"Zheng Chenggong, your navy's food should be pretty good, right? The brothers serving as soldiers under you are blessed."

Zheng Chenggong, however, suddenly stood solemnly with his hands cupped, the expression on his face also becoming serious.

"Your Majesty, I only have them catch fish occasionally. It is enough for the navy to keep eating fish once every seven days; I do not allow my subordinates to spend all their energy on fishing." Zheng Chenggong suddenly became so serious, and Qin Mu also understood his worries.

He was worried that he would blame him for not training properly.

This was indeed a problem.

Fishing is far from as simple as it looks on the surface; sometimes, to track a school of fish, it takes many days of effort.

However, Qin Mu didn't care much about this matter.

He patted Zheng Chenggong's arm, letting him relax.

"Zheng Chenggong, actually, you don't need to be so nervous; you can change your way of thinking.

The naval large ships are currently the largest, fastest, and sturdiest ships at sea. You can completely imitate this warship technology to build some slower large ships and sell them to the fishermen."

Sell them to the fishermen?

Zheng Chenggong's eyes widened.

He had always been thinking about how to guard against fishermen. Because these fishermen might turn around and become pirates, becoming enemies.

Therefore, he had never thought that he could sell ships to fishermen?

"Your Majesty, just because of some fish, you want to sell ships to fishermen; wouldn't this create hidden dangers for the navy?"