Breaking through Guandong, I became Zhu Chuanwen

Chapter 252

"Chuanjie, you don't do this sculpture anymore?" Xia Yushu stared at Zhu Chuanjie with two big eyes and asked.

"Don't do it, I found something more interesting?" Zhu Chuanjie continued to tinker with the yellow powder in his hand without raising his head.Mao Guangting was still very strong, given some time, he even produced the picric acid.In fact, there is a debate in later generations, that is, the black powder invented by the Chinese, while the yellow powder used by the Europeans, there is no relationship between the two.But this ignores an important message. Without the basis of black powder, how can yellow powder be invented.Therefore, when it comes to gunpowder, the Chinese are still the ancestors.

But it's useless to hold these ideas. Like Little Xiba, he recognizes his ancestors everywhere?Should be bullied or not be bullied, now North Korea, but even the country is almost gone...

"Are you going to blow up the cesspit again?" Xia Yushu quickly guessed what Zhu Chuanjie was going to do.

"Yushu, in fact, men usually like girls who are a little bit stupid, and it will give them a sense of accomplishment!" Zhu Chuanjie said in a serious manner, but seeing Xia Yushu's changed eyes, he immediately changed his words: "But I am different from ordinary men. , I like smart..."

Xia Yushu smiled... Since the relationship between the two of them was established, Zhu Chuanwen has been deeply influenced by Zhu Chuanwen, and Zhu Chuanjie is also familiar with these little routines.

"Chuanjie, how are you? Yushu, are you there?" The two were cultivating their relationship, when the light bulb and He Shuyuan trotted over.

The three of them had just finished school, Xia Yushu was brought back by Chuan Wenniang, while Zhu Chuanjie and He Shuyuan ran home having fun as soon as school was over.

Today, they are going to do something big.

With a small amount of yellow gunpowder brought out from the research institute, mixed with a large amount of black gunpowder, and a little iron powder and copper powder collected from the iron factory, the research and development of the third generation of the mighty general began.

It turns out that the small shed full of sculptures has recently had more bottles and cans, all of which are Zhu Chuanjie and He Shuyuan's tinkering...

Xia Yushu saw this He Shuyuan who was always dragging his future man to do bad things, she responded angrily, and then walked out after saying that, she planned to find Zhu Xiaowan.

"Chuanjie, why is your wife ignoring me?" He Shuyuan was puzzled.

Xia Yushu heard this, and couldn't help speeding up his pace a little. These little tigers of the Zhu family were full of words about tigers and wolves, which made her a girl who had nowhere to look for her face every time, but she said this. He was really happy to hear it, and left humming a little tune.

"Yushu, remember to watch the fireworks at night!" Zhu Chuanjie yelled, and then ignored He Shuyuan's attack. "Did you do that part?"

"It's done, just wait for your part, and we can start to try it." He Shuyuan also knows, or is it important to be "positive", wife?There's no fun in frying a cesspit.

It can only be said that young people still can't grasp it...

The design of the third generation of the mighty general is composed of two parts.

Compared with the grenade shape of the second generation, the third generation looks like... two kicks!One part is the explosion part of He Shuyuan, which is composed of a large amount of black powder, and is also mixed with gypsum blocks to increase the covered sputtering area. The two of them have tested this thing, and it can't cause harm, at most it's like hitting a pebble.

The second part is Zhu Chuanjie's fireworks. According to the experience learned from the firecracker master, the iron powder, sulfur, and copper powder can produce different colors. In order to fully burn, a part of the yellow gunpowder is used, which can be described as painstaking.

The two elementary schools started to assemble their respective parts. As for how to blow it up to the sky and how to delay the detonation, these technical problems have already been overcome.

But when the three generations of generals were assembled, the two encountered difficulties. Where should they go to experiment?

"Chuanjie, sir, really won't let us blow up the hut?" The two finished two cylindrical firecrackers, sat on the chairs in the shed, and became distressed. Blowing ice is boring.This gentleman, of course, refers to Zhu Chuanwen, after all, he is also a teacher of a class.

It's almost April, and this ice-thin paper is like paper, and no one dares to step on it. It's so boring to fry.

"Yeah, big brother won't let me blow up thatched cottages anymore, saying that we are all compatriots, so don't be a troublemaker..."

"Chuanjie, did you only mention compatriots?"

"That's right, big brother only said compatriots!" Zhu Chuanjie also immediately realized what compatriots are, they are all yellow-skinned, black-eyed people who speak Chinese.

But these Russians and Japanese are not...

The Russians have a good relationship with their eldest brother now, and there are mostly toilets in the expatriate area, but the Japanese business houses in the mixed area still use thatched huts.

"Let's go!"

The two quickly returned to the porcelain house and put the old clothes on the new clothes. This was prepared for the golden cicada to shed its shell. You still have to be careful when dealing with the Japanese. It will be difficult to explain if you catch it. You have to step on it carefully, and even prepare a substitute.

Two little ones, busy with bad water...

At this time, Zhu Chuanwen didn't know what was going to happen in Bingcheng, and was happily looking at the two dark-skinned men.

It wasn't that Zhu Chuanwen had any strange habit, but that what Xu Shichang promised was finally done.

"Are you sent by Master Xu?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhu, to be precise, the two of us were sent by Mr. Zhang, and we also went to Fengtian to meet Mr. Xu. This time, we don't plan to leave. This is the dismissal document from Hanyang Arsenal..."

Zhu Chuanwen couldn't wait to take the document.

Qin Sanming, a medium craftsman of Hanyang Gunnery Division.

Nie Shiduo, senior craftsman of Hanyang Gunnery Division.

"Hiss~" Zhu Chuanwen took a breath of cool air happily, and he could tell that Xu Shichang had a good relationship with Zhang Zhidong.
In the previous chat with Qu Zhenggan and the others, I learned that Qu Zhenggan and Chu Keqiu are only middle-level craftsmen, but they have some management positions. Among the three, Mao Guangting is only a senior craftsman.

And I heard that Hanyang has introduced German management methods, and this high-level craftsman is considered a rarity.

As soon as Lao Xu opened his mouth, Lao Zhang sent a high-level one.

Delicious.

"I will have someone distribute the settlement expenses for both of you. First of all, you two will go around the ironware factory. Tomorrow, I will introduce you two to Chu Keqiu. What is missing, and what do you need to buy? Let me list later. Shanzi. By the way, are you familiar with the Germans?" Zhu Chuanwen asked the two.

"Familiar, I have a rough command of German!" Among the two, Nie Shiduo was also the leader, and quickly replied to Zhu Chuanwen.

The treatment that Han Yao gave to the two was really good. Originally, the two planned to go back after completing Zhang Zhidong's mission, but they immediately made a decision to stay because of the treatment.

Where are guns not made?

Why not do it if you can earn more money? In Hanyang Hanyang Gunnery Division, wages are calculated according to the number of pieces produced. Although both of them are at the management level, there is still a lot of work in charge. Come on Coming here is said to be able to take the lead alone, which man has no ambition... Although Xu Shichang also explained something to the two of them.

Zhu Chuanwen put the two of them in the guest room on the third floor after speaking.
Humming a song, I got off work.

In mid-March, it is still early spring, and it gets dark early on this day, especially in Bingcheng. At 3 o'clock in the evening, the sky is basically completely dark.

"Where's Chuanjie?" Zhu Kaishan sat at the dining table and asked about his third son.

"I said I went to the girls' high school for class, so I ate in the girls' high school cafeteria." Xian'er replied.

Otherwise, Xian'er would also be at school at this time, and would have to wait until the students entered the dormitory, but now that she was being picked up by Chuanwen Niang, she would have to leave at the gate of the girls' high school at 5:[-].

Leave it to Yang Cai'e to watch the students go back to the dormitory.He Laosi and his group are still in Fengtian's martial arts lecture hall. They came to Bingcheng and are unfamiliar with the place, so having a job can easily relieve the feeling of missing their husband in their hearts.

"Okay." Zhu Kaishan nodded, and turned his eyes to his eldest son: "Why is it like stealing honey? Also, why is Chunshan leading your teaching team recently?"

"Father, let me tell you that there are two gun-making talents here. We may not be sure in the future, but we can make guns ourselves!" Zhu Chuanwen said mysteriously.

"Make your own gun?" Zhu Kaishan immediately stopped the chopsticks in his hand when he heard the words, which is a great thing.

"Yes, yes, do you still remember the time when Xu Shichang came to Binjiang Mansion and asked us what difficulties we had? It was he who agreed, and it can be regarded as sending people here!" Zhu Chuanwen helped his father recall.

"When will it be built? Can it be made into a cannon?" Lao Zhu is impatient.

"I have to wait. I'm a bit tight on money here. If it's soon, it will be next year. There's no rush for this." Zhu Chuanwen said.

There is really no rush for this matter. In the future, it will be mainly to prevent Mosin Nagant. Maozi's weapon has been tested in World War I and World War II, and the reliability of this gun has also been verified in severe cold conditions.

However, from the perspective of the war against the United States in the future, most of the martyrs used this Russian-made weapon. Although it has been changed in the later period, it has also been modified on this style of rifle at this stage.

In the future, relying on the ironware factory to set up Hanyao's own gun factory, and then solve some parts problems, the firearms problem of Zhu's insurance team can be regarded as a good solution.

"Why don't you rush, every time you buy a large sum of firearms from the Russians, it's all my money. Tell me, how much does it cost to build your gun factory?" Lao Zhu said boldly, Some things can be counted clearly, some things don’t need to be counted. The land reclamation and resettlement in Binjiang and Yilan cost Lao Zhu 8 taels of silver, and now he still has enough money on hand, not to mention that the gold factory is still flowing Blood transfusion to Lao Zhu and military pay.

"Father, it's best if you can help, and I'll give you the cost price of this gun in the future!" Zhu Chuanwen saw that there was wool to squeeze, and said quickly.

"You still want to earn your old man's money? It's only 3 taels, do you want to love it or not?" Lao Zhu said after some consideration.

"Okay, I'll let shopkeeper Xia and Uncle Dezhong hand over." Zhu Chuanwen quickly agreed, whether you want love or not, this is Lao Zhu's aggressive method, and my father is now a thief.The reason why there is the chicken first and then the egg is clear and clear.

When Chuanwenniang and Xian'er saw the father and son at the dinner table, they talked about guns, guns, and money, and they were speechless, so they couldn't stop?

"By the way, Dad, let Uncle Chunshan take care of everything about the teaching team, and I will go there when I have time. The teaching team is a small team. You have to let Uncle Ba cooperate well. They are all literate and able to play well." It is very useful." Zhu Chuanwen told his father again.

The father and son were chatting, but the third child in Zhu Kaishan's pass was quietly hiding behind the hut of Japan's Nakagawa Trading Company, quietly waiting for He Shuyuan's signal.

Anyone with experience knows that in the early yards, the huts had the entrance facing inward and the dung mouth facing outward.

In the mixed-inhabited area of ​​Bingcheng, there are farmers from the surrounding farms who come to collect them. Whether they are made in China, Japan or other foreigners, they are all good waste from farmers.

"Cuckoo~"

Zhu Chuanjie knew someone had gone in when he heard the sound.

"Bah..."

Xiao Liuzheng remembers that this has been very distressing recently. Last year, a large area of ​​the Binjiang Mansion that cooperated with Japan was suppressed by the Zhu family under the banner of the Qing court, which made it impossible for him to carry out his next plan. He simply became a shopkeeper of a commercial firm.

Then what is the use of my identity as a chrysanthemum organ?

This is gunpowder?Xiao Liu Zhengji, who was thinking about his dirty thoughts in the dark place of the toilet, twitched his nose back and forth, as if he smelled something.

"Not good!" The pants have not been pulled up yet.

"Oh!"

There was a loud noise, and feces and urine flew everywhere.

With blood on his buttocks and breathing something yellow, a figure rushed out of the hut...

This night, the people of Bingcheng saw gorgeous fireworks in the sky for the first time.

In the market, there are still stories about the opening of Japanese yellow chrysanthemums and red chrysanthemums in March...

(End of this chapter)