Dajin picked up a god of war

Chapter 599 At the critical moment, the urine escapes

"From the moment I started the operation, you need to record the entire process of making gunpowder and organize it into a detailed document." Wang Mi said while working.

Alright alright, isn't it just writing papers?
This little thing can't trouble him!

He Mai nodded proudly.

"Then, just now I mixed sulfur and saltpeter, what kind of ratio did I make?"

Still stirring the charcoal in his hand, Wang Mi asked seemingly unintentionally, but as he expected, He Mai, who was complacent just now, was immediately stunned.

"at the very beginning?"

"Whenever, I didn't come to see it at all!"

"right!"

"You didn't notice it either!" He Mai looked at He Wuji, at the critical moment, his brother could rely on him.

He Wuji shrugged and said helplessly, "Amai, you know how to brag on weekdays, saying that you are extremely smart and never forget it. Why don't you remember it this time?"

"Two taels of sulfur and two taels of saltpeter."

"Zhiyuan, am I right!"

"It seems that Wuji observed very carefully." Wang Mi agreed, He Mai's expression didn't need to be seen at all, it must be more depressed than eating Huanglian.

He gritted his teeth and thought for a long time, and finally opened his mouth: "Since you remember Wuji clearly, then this errand will be handed over to you, won't it be done?"

snort!
Playing temper, who can't!

I can't be a little one, you can come here, anyway, they're all from the He family, and the fat water doesn't flow into the fields of outsiders.

He Mai is not good at this, his enthusiasm comes and goes quickly, and he likes to fight for a strong one, especially when he fights with He Wuji, who is always fighting over trivial matters.

Of course, they have no principled disputes, and they will never betray each other. After all, they are brothers of the same family.

For Wang Mi, listening to their gags was a great pastime.

"Leave it to me, just leave it to me, don't you think I can't do it well?" He Wuji wasn't easy to mess with.

Isn't it just a fight!

Who is afraid of who?

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight again, and they were about to quarrel again, Wang Mi quickly reconciled: "Don't worry, don't worry, if you want to do something, everyone has a share."

"Don't look at the mode of this pistol already, but it's still a long way to get it to actually shoot a shot!"

"Wuji, you also want to do things, and there are opportunities."

"For a desk job like a clerk, Amai is more suitable."

"Amai, I'll leave it to you."

Although he knew that He Mai was somewhat half-hearted, Wang Mi still trusted him.Moreover, he served as the chief bookkeeper in the Beifu Army for a long time, recording the details of the battle damage in the army, and the clerical work. He was familiar with it, and it was the most suitable for him.

When Wang Mi stood up to speak, He Wuji had nothing to say.

However, he is definitely not one to sit still. Seeing that the craftsmen in the workshop have the opportunity to participate, he is also very itchy.

On Wang Mi's side, he just took the frying pan off the fire, and on He Wuji's side, another frying pan is already ready.

"Zhiyuan, do these sulfurs need to be taken out?"

Although He Wuji wasn't sure what the gunpowder looked like, those bits and pieces of charcoal must have nothing to do with the gunpowder.

Since it is medicine, it must be those finely divided powders. He Wuji still understands this.

"It does need to be taken out, but it's still very hot right now, it's better to wait a bit."

The work of submerging and frying was completed smoothly, but this last step is also very important, and it should not be sloppy at all.

Judging from the color and shape of the gunpowder in the frying pan, Wang Mi felt that he was not far from success.

Can this gunpowder be loaded into a pistol, can it really be fired successfully?
When the gunpowder said that it was cool or not, and that it was not too hot, Wang Mi and He Mai worked together and finally picked out the gunpowder.

"How about it?"

"Try it!"

With the gunpowder ready, He Wuji took out the pistol that had been prepared for a long time, and the equipment was complete, so let's test it!

What are you dawdling about!
Everyone is watching, these days, because of the need to make pistols, it can be said that the workshop is full of joy, and there is an atmosphere of joy and encouragement everywhere.

With gunpowder and molds, new weapons can be made!
I also heard that as long as this weapon can be successfully manufactured and sent to the battlefield, the mighty Di Qin Wenfeng can be terrified and invincible!

Dajin, who has been suppressed by Diqin and many other grassland tribes, whether they are soldiers or not, whether they have been in the army or not, they all hold their breath and want to be shamed!
The great victory in the battle of Xiangyang has already allowed them to see the dawn of pride, but this battle is not enough!

They need more victories, they need to capture more cities, and they need to drive all the aliens out of the Green Ridge (the ancient name for the Pamirs)!

Now the atmosphere has been set off here. It used to say that there was a lack of gunpowder, so the pistol has never been able to be made.

Now, this gunpowder has become, it's time to let the brothers experience the power of the pistol!

The masters watched eagerly, and the He brothers didn't show any sympathy. They were in charge of coaxing and handing over the molds.

Now it seems that the gun is in the hand and has to be sent!

Wang Mi opened the medicine room filled with gunpowder. This medicine room was remodeled by Wang Mi. Of course, it couldn't be regarded as a remodel, but it was completed in advance according to the various forms of handguns in different historical periods.

On top of the slightly inflated medicine room, a fire door was added. This fire door was to prevent the gas in the medicine room from over-expanding and hurting the soldiers.

This is also a valuable experience summary. While Wang Mi was in a dilemma with the pistol, Pu Chao also came over and stepped in.

"Wang Shilang, this is the lead made by this old man."

Wang Mi smiled awkwardly: "Public craftsman, these lead are really smooth."

It's really smooth. In the past few days, Puchao has to take out these prepared leads and re-polish them again.

So far, he can confidently say with a pat on his chest that these leads have no edges and corners to be found!

The filling of the handgun has also undergone many changes, from the simplest stones and broken ceramic pieces, to the later shaped lead and iron, which are becoming more and more standardized.

Install the lead first. Even though the ducks were put on the shelf, Wang Mi still deliberately delayed the time and operated it little by little.

Who doesn't want the first shot to go off right away?

Of course, Wang Mi also sincerely hoped for an early success, so that his bragging rights could really fall to the ground, and the first shot in Jiankang City would be considered a complete blow.

The establishment of prestige has always been a top priority.

The people in Jiankang City only heard that Wang Zhiyuan, a white-faced scholar, could gallop across the battlefield in Xiangyang.

But hearing is worse than seeing. If you want to convince the public in Jiankang City, you have to let the people of Jiankang City really see how powerful Wang Zhiyuan is.

However, this shot is really difficult to release.

These people, can they stop staring at him with such good eyes and give him some freedom, can't they?

The current Wang Mi urgently needs a space to be alone. According to the current preparations, this shot should be able to be fired.

No one will care about the accuracy and range at this primary stage, and they can be reserved for future improvement, but everyone has a face.

Wang Mi was no exception. If he wanted to find a place where no one was there, he fired a shot in advance to see the effect.

When the effect is good and the launch is stable, and then put it in front of the craftsmen and show off, then you will have face.

After the gunpowder was loaded and the lead was put away, Wang Mi suddenly had an idea: "Everyone, in a moment, I'm in a hurry to urinate."

Before they could agree, Wang Mi clutched her stomach, tucked her pistol, and trotted to the toilet.He just ran away, no matter what they thought of him.

"Zhiyuan, did you run away?" Seeing him move so quickly, He Mai immediately had doubts in his heart.

This is not normal!

This is not normal!

But what exactly is abnormal, he can't say.

He Wuji had already made a judgment. Don't look at him holding a small fan every day, but he never rubs sand in his eyes. If anything gets into his eyes, don't try to escape!
"I see, he didn't run away, but escaped!"

Escape!

Wang Mi was indeed escaping, and just as he was about to launch, he suddenly thought that it would be okay to find an excuse to sneak away temporarily.

For the sake of his future face and achievements, it is imperative to test first!

"Children!"

"To go to the toilet, do you still need to bring a pistol?"

"How inconvenient, let's put it down!" He Wuji shouted loudly. Wang Mi, who had just stepped on the steps and was about to turn a corner, stopped immediately.

"Wang Shilang actually went with a pistol!"

"How can this work?"

"What if there is any danger?"

"Wang Shilang, put it down!"

"It's best to put it here with the old man!"

That Puchao rushed up with a single stride. Old Pu, who was over sixty years old, went out, and Wang Mi couldn't keep up even if he wanted to pretend to be stupid.

It's a hell of a day!
Everyone betrays him!

The pistol was handed over, and the cheating attempt was completely destroyed. Someone could only clip his tail and go straight to the toilet.

Although the plan failed, but if you can escape for a while, you should clean up your stomach first, so as not to cause a catastrophe at that time, and it will be bad to urinate.

…………

Wang Mi rushed to the toilet, and the other little brothers took advantage of his absence, and Xiaosi also came out.

"Pujiangzuo, can I take this thing too?" He Mai rubbed his hands together, looking very sincere and looking forward to it.

Since yesterday, He Mai has been very greedy. Wang Mi will not talk about such a weapon. He Wuji has already played it several times, and he is very addicted!

Obviously they are all together, almost the same in and out, but he, Xiao He, didn't get a chance.

He Mai is simply depressed.

Calling Wang Mi unfairly!

How did Puchao know how unreliable He Mai was in handling affairs. Seeing that the young man was so diligent and a friend of Wang Shilang, he handed the pistol to him without thinking.

He Mai is like a treasure, holding the pistol, looking straight ahead, looking backwards, repeatedly, and repeatedly stroking his fingers on the iron surface of the pistol, the more he looks, the more he likes it.

Wang Mi had already filled up the gunpowder just now, and the inside of the medicine room looked bulging. Seeing this, He Mai's little devil's hand couldn't hold it back.

"Pujiangzuo, this thing should be lit, and it can be shot out!"

Although He Mai hadn't seen the actual firing process of the fire gun, he was very smart, and he quickly thought of the name gunpowder.

Since it is called gunpowder, the way of using it must be related to fire. Now, there is obviously no fire in this gun.

He Mai's mind was shrewd, and with a slight turn, he thought of possible ways to use it.

Pu Chao nodded slightly, but still felt a little suspended.

"About it."

"You don't want to try it yourself first!"

The old man is well-informed, and he saw He Mai's intention at a glance. Of course, he didn't intend to hide it himself. Not only Pu Chao saw it, He Wuji also saw it!

However, unlike Pu Chao, who was worried, He Wuji was not worried at all, not only was he not worried, but he kept pushing.

"What's this?"

"Amai, if you can shoot this shot, you will be the most powerful person in this workshop!"

"Not to mention those craftsmen and masters, even me, I will fall into the ground for the five bodies you worship!"

Young people, know bluff.

Pu Chao watched He Wuji dig a hole for He Mai step by step, and sighed in his heart.

Are these two young people a family?
Digging a hole for one's own family is really unambiguous.

In fact, there is no need for others to dig a pit, He Mai himself is now spinning around in the pit, and he is extremely happy.

good stuff!
First shot!
The most fierce person in the workshop!
He Mai was in high spirits, and even crazier than him, the good news that the pistols and apprentices of other craftsmen in the workshop had been assembled had already spread within the workshop.

At such an important moment, who can still sit still, he has already left his errands aside and moved to the door of the general workshop.

He Mai, who is eager to show off, is now standing in the dirt hole dug just now. Within the visual range, about a hundred paces away, there is a willow tree. The willow branches are swaying. .

It's exciting.

Heart, heart, too heart.

That's it!

He Mai selected the target and held up the pistol. Not to mention, He Wuji covered his face with a feather fan and looked at it from a distance. Don't look at the discussion about how to use the pistol yesterday. He Mai did not participate, but he placed it. The posture, however, is similar.

He Mai picked up the pistol, first aimed at the ideal willow tree, and then did not fire it immediately.

Of course not!
He's not stupid, he hasn't ignited yet!

Speaking of ignition, it is also a troublesome thing in this era.

Although there have been no electric lighters in ancient times, or lighters that can be reused, the so-called lighters are also innovative.

For example, in the last years of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the only ignition equipment at this time was the flame tongue.

In the Tang Dynasty, there have been fire primers wrapped in oil paper, which can be used repeatedly and can be taken at any time.

Therefore, in order to promote firearms on a large scale in the late Eastern Jin Dynasty, there is actually a lot of preparation that needs to be done.

Not only is the handgun itself not easy to manufacture, its supporting equipment also needs to be prepared, so that the handgun can play its due role.

It's just that these things are no longer important on this occasion, because the people who can find and solve the problem are running away in the toilet.

And the pistol that was about to cause trouble was held in the hands of the little clever ghost He Mai.

(End of this chapter)