Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 764 Why Did You Fall Down?
"What if we only cast one-sided planks?" Liu Hongjian asked persuasively.

"But how to connect the two sides of the ship?" Mo Huan replied.

"Hehe, since one side of the ship plank can be poured out, can the two sides of the ship plank be connected and still be poured with molten iron?"

Liu Hongjian himself has never been a blacksmith, let alone an electric welder, but these things are almost the same. Although he has never eaten this bowl of rice, he has seen pigs run after all.

"This... I think you can give it a try." Mo Huan frowned and said.

Limited by the existing craftsmanship of the Ming Dynasty, even Mo Huan, a descendant of the Mohist school, never thought of such a unique approach.

It may be difficult to make a mold for the entire ship, but as long as it is accurate enough, dividing the hull into several parts, pouring them with molds, and then pouring molten iron into them, there is nothing wrong with this method in theory.

This method will inevitably lead to uneven joints, and further polishing is required in the later stage.

But what kind of problem is this kind of problem in the hands of Daming craftsmen?Among other things, Daming has a lot of people, and the joints are uneven, so just smooth the iron over there.

After figuring out this problem, Mo Huan immediately became excited, wishing to find someone to try it immediately.

Liu Hongjian knew that Mo Huan had already moved his heart, and he was not in the mood to chat with them, so he greeted them and took them back to the capital.

Time passed quickly, after the Double Ninth Festival, the weather gradually turned cooler, and autumn ushered in Xishan again.

At the end of September, the Prince's Mansion was bustling again. Liu Hongjian made up for Li Xiangjun and Dong Xiaowan's late wedding at the Prince's Mansion.

As usual, Liu Hongjian only sent invitations to his old friends, and Mu Tianbo, Duke of Qian State, rushed over from Yunnan and Guizhou.

Although the ministers of the DPRK and China were not invited, there were still more than [-] tables at the banquet, but half of them were old men with white beards.

Mr. Gu Datong and Mr. Fang Xing from Shanxi also rushed here, together with Mr. Liang Yangliang of Jinyiwei, Mr. Han Yuhan, the second assistant to the cabinet, his own father, Mr. Liu, and his staff from the "nursing home" .

Although there were imperial guards stationed outside Xishan Mountain, and there were layers of guards in the county prince's mansion on the mountainside of Xishan Mountain, an uninvited guest still came on the wedding day——the current saint, Zhu Cihong, appeared on the stage in casual clothes.

The result was quite unfortunate, Zhu Cihong came in vertically, went out horizontally, and was poured into a mess.

Niu Dabangchui also married the second wife on the same day in order to impress Liu Hongjian's domineering spirit.

It stands to reason that a wealthy family does not need such grand etiquette at all to take a concubine, and just get a sedan chair and take it home to finish the job, but Niu Dabangchui has learned everything to follow Master Liu, which really makes the concubine Qiuyun really proud.

Although Niu Dabangchui is only a servant in the County King's Mansion, he has the title of Viscount on his body, and there is a special set of yards in the County King's Mansion.

The two master and servant got married at the same time, but Chang Yu and other subordinates who liked to join in the fun were very happy. A group of people first made a fuss in Niu Da Bangchui's bridal chamber, until Niu Da Bangchui almost got drunk.

Then he went to look for Mr. Liu, but Mr. Liu was very experienced, and he installed an undercover agent among those making trouble in the bridal chamber, and finally Chang Yu was also carried back.

Entering October, the capital city experienced continuous autumn rain for half a month, and the temperature dropped sharply. Many people even began to search for cotton-padded clothes.

Armory, Firearms Laboratory, night.

Gunpowder craftsman Zhou Hengyi has not left the armory for more than a month.

More than a month ago, the king of Anguo County came to the Ordnance Institute to explore. Several people had vowed not to go down the mountain until they developed mercury fulminate. Now it seems that they are a bit overconfident.

In the past few days, several colleagues have returned home secretly, and now only Zhou Hengyi and Meng Zhongliang are still guarding the test bench.

The table was full of bottles and jars. For more than a month, they tried to cross-test with various acids and mercury. The two tried and failed countless times.

Now, they have to admit that maybe they really aren't that material.

"Lao Meng, is there any wine left?" Zhou Hengyi put down the test tube in his hand, and asked Meng Zhongliang who was still doing experiments beside him.

"There's more, it's the good wine from Song Diantou." Meng Zhongliang got up and stretched his sore waist, walked to a corner of the research room, took out two jars of wine from the cupboard, and shook them in front of Zhou Hengyi.

"Just drink here? Isn't this against the rules?" Meng Zhongliang sat beside Zhou Hengyi and said.

"Where else can we go at night, people can freeze to death outside, so let's just drink something here to warm our body." Zhou Hengyi seemed to be addicted to alcohol, he opened the cork and took a big gulp.

"Hiss—what kind of wine is this, why is it so strong!" Zhou Heng grinned, even an old wine nerd like him felt that the wine in this jar was a bit strong, and his throat was almost on fire.

"Hahaha, look at your virtue, this is Song Datou's private collection.

I heard that it is a special offering of Xishan Shanghe Winery. It seems to be called alcohol, what does alcohol mean, it is the goblin in the wine, can you not be strong? "Meng Zhongliang laughed at Zhou Hengyi, then took a sip, and then grinned.

"The lord sent someone to inquire about our progress the day before yesterday. We have been greatly favored by the lord, and now the lord finally needs us. Why do you think we are so cowardly?"

Zhou Hengyi ignored his colleague's joke, took another sip of alcohol, shook his head and said.

This wine is a little over the top!

"Who says it's not! My son is studying in the engineering college now. I heard that he was sent to Shandong for prospecting. My family's land was also distributed by the prince, as well as our salary. Where can I go... Find... find... find such a good old... old... master!"

Meng Zhongliang couldn't control his tongue anymore, he stammered.

"We... we can't be like the old grandson, say anything... also... we also have to help the prince make... make... that bullshit mine..." Zhou Hengyi not only refused to listen with his tongue Called, even the eyes began to spin.

"Just... that's right, we don't... we can't be that bastard... come on, do—hey, you...why did you fall down?"

Meng Zhongliang held up the wine jar and wanted to pat Zhou Hengyi's shoulder, but his eyes had doubled, so he failed to pat after several times.

Meng Zhongliang mocked Zhou Heng for a few words, took another sip of alcohol, and then fell unconscious by the table with a thump.

The wine jar with more than half of the alcohol lying on the test bench, the overflowing alcohol seeped into the test bench...

As the night was getting darker, Old Li, the concierge of the ordnance station, came out to get up at night with his neck curled up. He squinted his eyes in a daze while the water was running, and suddenly asked about a smell.

Old Li opened his eyes and shivered, pulled up his pants, followed the source of the smell, and walked straight to the yard of the firearms research room.

Seeing faint flames appearing in the house through the window, Lao Li suddenly became jittery and lost all sleepiness. He knew that this yard was dedicated to the development of gunpowder...

God! ——Old Li head jumped up and down like a refreshed man.

"It's on fire! Come and put out the fire—"

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　Thank you book friends for the 100 taels rewarded by lighting up the lamp and looking at the ax while drunk.

　　
　
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