Villager of Daming

Chapter 118 It's a Joke, No Order (Sixth)
Zhu Yuanzhang is approving the test book, he is very diligent, and now he is full of hope for the future.

Someone from Kunning Palace said that the Queen had something important to do, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came here first.

Zhu Yuanzhang took a look at the unapproved test books, so he simply packed them up and took them away, and asked Hao Daer to help them approve them later.

When he arrived at the place, Empress Ma and Zhu Biao had already selected the venue and manpower, and they had to compete again, this time by Zhu Taiyi.

Zhu Taiyi was very nervous, he hadn't used it before, he just watched from the side.

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang, he first knelt down and saluted, and then said that it was his first time operating the new blunderbuss.

Empress Ma briefly introduced the situation to Zhu Yuanzhang, and Zhu Yuanzhang was surprised, and the competition began.

Zhu Taiyi is a novice to the new gun, but he can use the hand gun, which is very important, that is, he has no problem with the steps of slapping and slapping.

He was not as fast as Zhou Zong, but he was still better than other musketeers. Others played two rounds, and he played five and a half rounds. In the end, he closed the lid of the medicine pool, and he was short of firing his gun.

Zhu Yuanzhang stopped shouting, but he didn't dare to pull the trigger and stood there.

"Scared us, this gun is good, give it to us, we understand it, just tick it."

Zhu Yuanzhang discovered the advantages of the new blunderbuss. Soon, the child he adopted was obviously born with his own hands. The mother-in-law just said that Zhou Zong got it today, and practiced it four times at a time.

Mrs. Zhu handed the gun to Zhu Yuanzhang carefully, but Zhu Yuanzhang didn't take aim. He felt the feeling of lowering the butt and holding the gun, pulled the trigger, and bang, a drum of smoke rose.

"Okay, this is good, man, don't know too much, if he can make fire pleats, how can he make flint hair?"

The happy Zhu Yuanzhang also told a joke, and the people around him laughed together.

Empress Ma laughed twice: "Chong Ba, I'm going to find someone to invite Sister Sun over here. It was her idea to give the firecrackers to Xiaqiu Village."

"Yeah! Without this title, he didn't dare to make it. He was cautious when selling candy and soap, and he is still the same now.

When the village is not buying things, they absolutely do not sell them to outsiders. They just wear and use the colored glaze made by themselves.

Biaoer, where are the drawings?Quickly show it to Wei Wei, I think it is not easy to make, this pipe is not cast, why can't you see the gap? "

Zhu Yuanzhang knows the world well, otherwise, how could he fool so many people into fighting with him.

Zhu Biao took out the letter from his pocket, but he hasn't opened it yet!After seeing the real thing, I forgot to read the drawings and instructions when I was excited.

Zhu Yuanzhang inspected the lacquer seal and found that there was no problem, so he tore it open and bound a stack of papers into a booklet.

There are pictures, text introductions, and data on it, showing the entire process from making tools to making flintlock guns.

"It turns out that the front pipe is made of iron, and the rear part is cut out, which is much slower than copper casting."

After reading it, Zhu Yuanzhang understood that some parts can be cast, but the barrel and receiver must be forged, otherwise the chamber will explode.

Next, let's talk about gunpowder. The formula has been changed, not the original ratio, and the method of purification is also given.

"Definitely not someone's loyal adviser, absolutely not." Zhu Yuanzhang confirmed again.

If the expert is someone else's loyal adviser, he has already made a new gun, what can he use to fight against others?
"Father, let's find a craftsman to make it! But order those who make firecrackers to stop and make new ones." Zhu Biao felt that the old firecrackers were useless.

Because there are also enemies, and the remnants of the Northern Yuan Dynasty also use firearms, and everyone is similar.

"Well! Where are they?" Zhu Yuanzhang agreed, and it was true that he could no longer make firecrackers.

Cast iron firecrackers will explode if used too many times. Copper ones are good, but they cost too much copper, let alone not as good.

"We have dinner at Fuhua Building, and we will arrange to go there in the evening. There is a place to live, and I have sent more people to bring things back."

Zhu Biao reported that Fuhua Building is a restaurant and an inn. The two-story building in front sells wine and vegetables, and there is a courtyard in the middle to park cars.

There is a two-story inn at the back and six separate courtyards for accommodation. The shopkeeper is related and obeys the rules.

"It's so good, let's see what we got." Zhu Yuanzhang's impression of Xiaqiu Village is to open a blind box, and there are always surprises.

At the same time, he is satisfied with the opponent's behavior, and has a good method of making guns. He didn't give it to him before, but he will give it now.

Giving it in advance seems to mean that you think I am good?Are you afraid?You have to take me seriously.

Now you allow me to make firearms, so I will make them and give you better ones. It's not that I don't have good things, but I'm afraid you will misunderstand them.

This was all made up by Zhu Yuanzhang himself, he had no idea what Zhu Wentian was thinking at all.

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On the other hand, Zhou Zong went to Fuhua Building. He wanted to give the money, but he didn't see anyone when he went upstairs. He went downstairs to the backyard, where all the brothers in the backyard were there.

"Where are people?" Zhou Zong asked.

"The shopkeeper begged them to live here, vacated all six courtyards, and paid a lot of money to the original residents." Mrs. Zhu pointed behind her.

"Have you paid for the meal? We can't let the people of Xiaqiu Village spend money, even if they don't lack money." Zhou Zong considered the issue of etiquette.

One of his subordinates said: "No money, I don't want the shopkeeper's food and rent, they are teaching the shopkeeper how to make things."

"Then how can I do it? Just a meal and a rent, and you want to learn from the people in Xiaqiu Village?"

Zhou Zong was in a hurry, how can Xiaqiu Village's ability be spread to the outside world?Do you want to learn how to make a new gun?

He feels that his things have been taken away by someone, which is very dangerous, no, absolutely not, Xiaqiu Village does not belong to Fuhualou.

He ran back to the nearest courtyard and saw a village child gesticulating and talking in front of a raised stone box.

He rushed over: "What are you doing, Dudu?"

"Zhou Sheren, I bake bread! The head of the village asked me to teach them. I don't know what kind of fire they should use for their stone slabs. It has already been scorched once. This time it will take a shorter time."

Children shoulder the heavy responsibility of teaching others. Restaurants have fermented noodles, and put other things in them, add flour, and bake them.

The shopkeeper not only waived the meal fee, but also invited the two inpatients to the second floor next to them, without rent.

There are more rooms on the second floor alone, so don't be angry, isn't it just a ten-day stay!No money for room and board, sorry.

He told the two families directly, begging others to teach how to make delicious food, and when they learned it, let them taste it first.

Seeing his free money and attitude, the other party agreed.

It is definitely not the clothes and jewelry of others, as well as the guards guarding the yard.

Yes, no, can you believe that the guards are holding firecrackers?Who's guards dare to equip such firearms?

"Have you added milk, sugar and eggs?" Zhou Zong asked Dudu again.

"Added, the milk they found." Dudu nodded.

"You are taking advantage of the shopkeeper! You are making cakes! It is absolutely impossible for you to get free meals and accommodation."

Zhou Zong had eaten the cake, it was so delicious, the palace naturally knew how to make it, but others outside did not.

"I didn't say it was just once. I told them that as long as they come here, they will be home. Are you from the Prince's Mansion? Zhou Zong, the man with the sword?"

When the shopkeeper heard the child's address, he immediately thought of someone, and he was related.

At the same time, he was glad that he was with him well today, no wonder he was eating roast duck like that.

(End of this chapter)