Da Ming started to ascend the throne

Chapter 353
A revolver is similar to a revolver, but is not an automatic reel.

Six rounds can be loaded into the turntable, which has to be turned by hand for each shot.

True automatic revolvers did not appear until 1835, but revolvers appeared earlier in Europe.

Although manual rotation is required when firing, the speed of firing six shots is also much faster than reloading bullets.

After Zhu Youjian saw the revolver, his heart burst into ecstasy.

This thing is extremely lethal at close range, and it is much more advanced than the flintlock.

"Who made this revolver? It's very good. I like it. It will be mass-produced immediately after the New Year. It will be equipped with the Dragon Banner Army and special forces first."

Zhao Shizhen reported to Zhu Youjian:

"Reporting to Your Majesty, this was developed by the old minister based on the blueprint you provided, and was later completed with the help of Mr. Bi and Mr. Song. It can be said to be a masterpiece of the three of us."

Song Yingxing:
"Your Majesty, now that gunpowder has been improved, the revolver is very lethal at a distance of fifteen paces, and is only suitable for self-defense."

Bi Maokang also cupped his hands and said with a smile:

"That's right, it can't be compared with rifled guns in combat, and it can't be mass-produced."

Zhu Youjian laughed loudly:

"No problem, as long as the quality passes the standard, it can definitely be mass-produced. I decided to prepare it for the army."

The three hand over again:

"According to the purpose"

After leaving the arsenal, Zhu Youjian and Ah Qing went to Changping without stopping.

He wants to check how the crops in the greenhouse are growing.

Half a month has passed, and he hasn't been here even once. Under normal circumstances, it is estimated that the sweet potatoes should have grown small sweet potatoes.

The two jumped off their horses in front of the greenhouse, and found that the temperature in the greenhouse where the sweet potatoes were grown was relatively high, and there was not even snow on the roof.

Open the door curtain and enter Dapeng, what appears in front of you is a piece of green, and it is another scene in this snowy world.

Ah Qing couldn't help admiring:
"My lord, this place is so beautiful!"

Zhu Youjian smiled slightly:
"It's beautiful, this thing can also be eaten."

"Sir, you are here, let's see how the temperature is in the greenhouse? The soil seems to be cracked, and we are about to water it!"

At this time, several people came in from the outside, and the guarding soldiers also walked over quickly.

Zhu You checked the passerby and found two farm officials, which surprised him a little.

"How come you are here?"

The two officials laughed and said:

"Hey, we've been staying with Junbing to see when the sweet potatoes will bear fruit."

It seems that these two are still very attentive, Zhu Youjian can't help but look at them more.

"What are your two names?"

"I'm Zhang Gui and Li Fu, I hope you can give me some advice."

The two were very humble, how did they know that their names had already been remembered by the emperor.

Zhu Youjian went to the sweet potato field and squatted down, stretched out his hand to pick apart the sweet potato vines, and found that the ground had cracked.

"It's normal for the ground to crack, indicating that the sweet potatoes inside have grown."

With a thought, a small shovel appeared in his hand, digging up the soil in twos and threes.

Sure enough, a bunch of fist-sized sweet potatoes appeared in front of everyone.

"My God, what a beautiful sweet potato, it grows so fast, it's unbelievable..."

When everyone saw the sweet potatoes appearing in the soil, they all exclaimed, looking at Zhu Youjian as if they were looking at a god.

Zhu Youjian didn't cover the sweet potatoes with soil, he just dug out the pile of sweet potatoes.

"Although the sweet potatoes are not yet ripe, they are already very good. Try them."

Before Zhu Youjian finished speaking, they snatched over a dozen sweet potatoes, including Ah Qing.

Li Gui wiped off the mud on the sweet potato with his hands, opened his mouth and took a big bite:

"Well, it's delicious, crispy and sweet, good stuff, but I don't know the yield?"

Zhu Youjian looked down at the ground where the roots of the sweet potatoes were cracked, then at the sweet potatoes in their hands and said:

"It is roughly estimated that the yield of sweet potatoes grown in this environment will not be less than five thousand catties per mu."

"Plop plop..."

Before Zhu Youjian finished speaking, several people inside were shocked and sat down on the ground.

They all looked at Zhu Youjian with disbelief.

"How is it possible? The maximum yield of rice is four hundred catties per mu, which is already the limit. Five thousand catties..."

Zhu Youjian gave them a white look:
"What's all the fuss about, we'll see in half a month.

This thing can not only be eaten raw, but also mixed with rice to make porridge, or baked.

If you don’t believe me, I’ll show you now, Ah Qing gave me the sweet potato. "

Zhu Youjian took the sweet potato from Ah Qing, and put the sweet potato in the brazier under the strange eyes of those people.

After about half a stick of incense, a seductive scent came out.

Zhu Youjian picked up the roasted sweet potato, peeled off the skin and took a bite. It felt good and handed it to Ah Qing.

"Ah Qing, how does it taste?"

Ah Qing took the sweet potato and felt it was very hot, so she took a breath before taking a small bite carefully.

An indescribable deliciousness went down her throat and entered her stomach, Ah Qing's pretty face became even more beautiful, and she opened her mouth in surprise:

"Hmm...not bad, super delicious...you can't do this!"

The others couldn't bear the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes, so they reached out and grabbed Ah Qing's roasted sweet potatoes and ate them.

"Miss Aqing, let us taste it first, and I will give you one more after baking, haha..."

"God, this taste is really delicious. The people of Ming Dynasty will be blessed. If it is true that the yield per mu is five thousand catties..."

Several people sighed while eating roasted sweet potatoes, almost falling into madness.

Ah Qing glared at them angrily, grabbed the sweet potatoes from their hands and put their heads in the brazier.

Zhu Youjian shook his head, secretly feeling lucky for those people.

Fortunately, Ah Qing didn't get mad, otherwise they would definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

Worried that several people would often come to steal food, Zhu Youjian specially warned them.

"Now the sweet potatoes are not yet ripe, you can't often steal them, otherwise I will never give you the sweet potato planting technology and seeds, have you heard?"

"Don't worry, sir, we know the seriousness, and these soldiers will not let us steal it."

After more than a dozen roasted sweet potatoes were cooked, Zhu Youjian and Ah Qing also ate one each, and then left Changping.

Soon it was time for the New Year's Eve dinner, and Zhu Youjian specifically asked the imperial dining room to cook more meals.

The maids and eunuchs of the palace, including the eight beauties of Qinhuai, all gathered in the side hall today to have a big meal.

There are a lot fewer people in the palace than before. In order to make the New Year's Eve dinner more atmosphere, Zhu Youjian broke the convention.

He ordered Lao Wang, Ah Qing Ruyan and the princesses to be called to Qianqing Palace, where he and everyone gathered happily.

Zhu Youjian sat at the main seat, the three princesses and Ah Qing Ruyan sat on the left and right of him, four Xiaohua sat beside him, and Wang Chengen sat at the bottom.

It was the first time Sixiahua saw Ruyan, but she could tell from the seat that she was higher than the other four, and the little flowers all looked at the delicate and charming Ruyan with surprised eyes.

Zhu Youjian knew what the little flowers were thinking, so he smiled and said:

"This is your eldest sister, Ruyan. You must live in harmony, and you must not be jealous or jealous. Today, I will honor the five of you as nobles."

Finally got a title, the four little flowers were as happy as four delicate peonies, and hurriedly knelt down to thank:
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward. We must live in harmony with my sister."

Although Ruyan knelt down to thank her, she wanted to reject the emperor's kindness.

"Ruyan, thank you, Your Majesty Long En, I don't need a title as a concubine, as long as I can serve you by your side!"

"Everyone is flat, don't refuse, I've made up my mind, let's serve dinner!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Ruyan didn't dare to refuse anymore, otherwise it would be disrespectful.

Lao Wang, who is loyal to the Ming royal family, would never think of it anyway.

As a royal servant, he was actually able to have a New Year's Eve dinner with the ninth-five-year-old emperor and princesses and concubines, and he felt extremely emotional:

"This should be the best treatment for an eunuch. It seems that our balls are not in vain!"

(End of this chapter)