Ming Dynasty: He was ordered to give lectures in prison, but Lao Zhu eavesdropped and made people nu

Chapter 92 You have a pretty good eye, this thing is called a pistol!
Luxurious prison cell.

Zhu Minggang commanded the army of cannons to attack Meng Yuan in the north and Annan and Jiaozhi in the south.

Wake up from the dream of crossing the sea and wiping out the Japanese country.

Immediately afterwards, he asked the most realistic question.

"May I ask, sir, if a bird gun is so much better than a fire gun, how much does it cost?"

The answer to this question also touched the hearts of the three people eavesdropping in the secret room.

"Hahaha, since I dare to draw a bird gun, its cost is naturally cheaper than the old fire gun!"

Lin Che laughed confidently.

Zhu Ping said in disbelief:

"But the most difficult thing to make of a firegun is the barrel."

"Even the most skilled blacksmith can drill at most five pieces a month, and some of them may be scrapped."

"Since bird guns are more advanced than fire guns, I'm afraid the requirements for gun barrels are higher, right? It's not easy for a blacksmith to produce three gun barrels a month, right?"

The barrels of firecrackers were forged in this era.

Most of them are rolled into a circle of iron sheets outside the iron rod.

Then continue to beat it with red heat until the seam is tight, and then continue to roll the iron.

Until the standard thickness required for the barrel is reached.

They all had to be hammered out by a blacksmith.

The money spent on iron is actually not much. What is more expensive is the blacksmith's hours.

Although in this era, the time of craftsmen is not valuable.

But it can't support the mass production of firecrackers. It requires a lot of barrels.

It adds up to a big sum.

Lin Che signaled to Zhu Xi to calm down and said with a smile:
"Since I dare to say this, there are naturally ways to reduce the cost of making gun barrels."

As she spoke, Lin Che picked up a pen and drew three sketches of simple objects.

Zhu Xi quickly recognized one of the sketches.

after all.

No matter how it changes, no one can ignore the big fan blade of the windmill.

But the second picture, a bunch of pedals, seems to be a drawing of a bag made of leather.

Zhu Xi couldn't recognize him now.

Ask directly:

"Sir, what is this thing?"

"This is a foot-operated blower, which can speed up the air intake into the iron-making furnace and improve the efficiency of iron-making."

Lin Che carefully explained the purpose of the blower to Zhu Ming.

He also took the initiative to talk about the role of water-powered windmills.

"Just find a river with constant water power and set up a windmill."

"You can connect the hydraulic forging and gun barrel drill to the windmill connecting rod, as long as..."

Before Lin Che finished speaking, Zhu Ping exclaimed excitedly:

"Wouldn't it mean that as long as there are enough windmills, the number of gun barrels is no longer limited by the blacksmith?"

Lin Che glanced at Zhu Chong appreciatively and reacted quite quickly. It seemed that the progress was indeed quite big!
If only he could stay in Ming Dynasty for a longer time.

Give this student everything you know. If this kid still has a chance, he can change the world after he goes out.

Seems to be fine too.

Just when Lin Che was thinking wildly, Zhu Ming picked up the third sketch drawn by Lin Che.

"Sir, I think this kind of fire gun is more sophisticated and convenient than the bird gun you just drew. Can it be made with a water-powered hammer?"

Snapped!
Lin Che rolled up the drawings, patted Zhu Xiang's head, and said angrily:

"You have a very good sense. This thing is called a pistol, but making it alone is many times more difficult than a blunderbuss."

"Don't be too ambitious when doing things. You kid, lay the foundation first."

"Is there anything else you want to ask? I'll answer it for you!"

Hearing this, Zhu Xi quickly helped Lin Che fill up her glass of wine and thought for a moment:

"Sir, I just want to ask, you have taught me before that the best way to deal with barbarians is cultural invasion."

"But this Japanese country is so rich and has so many gold and silver mines. I think I will go straight to his mother's death and kill him without leaving a trace."

"To be honest, I can't control it anymore!"

Zhu Xi could no longer sit still, squatting on the chair, gearing up, eager to try.

see.

Lin Che couldn't help but laugh, pointed at Zhu Ping and said:
"Look how anxious you are!"

"You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry!" "Also, when you look at problems, you can't be short-sighted."

"You think I don't want to get fucked hard?"

"But if you kill all these Japanese slaves, who will help you dig mines in the future?"

"You can't wipe out the Japanese pirates and at the same time lead a large number of Ming people to leave their hometowns to do such dirty work, right?"

Hearing this, Zhu Xiu realized something, nodded and said:

"Sir is right!"

"In front of your husband, we are just a rough person. Our thinking is too simple."

"It is true that the people of Ming Dynasty cannot be allowed to suffer like this, but people have to dig the mines. What should we do with the people who dig the mines?"

Lin Che put away the paper and pen, handed them to Zhu Ming to put them away, and then said leisurely:
"It's not difficult, it's very simple!"

"The current Japanese state is just like the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms in China hundreds of years ago. The princes are fighting in chaos."

"This is our opportunity for Ming Dynasty."

"We in the Ming Dynasty should not just attack arbitrarily, but adopt the method of helping one faction, pulling another faction, and fighting another faction. We will select the most obedient Japanese masters to support and train them, and disintegrate the Japanese slaves from within."

"We support one faction to rise to power, and then completely oust it. By then, aren't we going to be able to do whatever we want?"

After hearing this, Zhu Xi couldn't help but give a thumbs up:

"high!"

"Sir's method is high!"

"In this way, we can minimize our losses and maximize our profits!"

"Anyway, the ones who died were all Japanese slaves. No matter how many people die, I don't feel bad!"

next door.

Zhu Yuanzhang and the other three secretly admired Lin Che's plan after hearing it.

Although this strategy is not uncommon in wars, the plan was so well thought out in such a short period of time.

Let them have to admire.

The more Xu Da listened, the more surprised he became. This Mr. Lin was just a Gongsheng student.

At such a young age, how could he be so skillful in using strategies on the battlefield? After all, he was no ordinary mortal!

No wonder the boss is so caring!

Thinking of this, he glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang sitting on the chair.

It happened that Lao Zhu's eyes also turned towards him.

The look in his eyes seemed to say: How about it, I let you eavesdrop, right?
Here.

Zhu Xi leaned forward, touched his chapped lips, and asked hesitantly:

"Then... what to do with those who disobey discipline?"

"Brainwashing with culture?"

The voice did not fall.

Lin Che cast a cold look over her and said harshly:
"Wash your ass brain!"

"Where do you have time to take care of these bastards?"

"Those who disobey discipline will be thrown into the sea and fed to the fish!"

"Feed as many as you have!"

The words fall.

Silent.

Here, Zhu Xi almost bit his tongue and thought to himself, didn't he say that there is no need for force?Why did you feed the fish if you didn’t obey the discipline?
On the other side, Xu Da’s mouth twitched after hearing this:

"Higher position..."

"Is Mr. Lin next door a Gongsheng student?"

"It sounds like... you sound like a cruel general. Are you really sir?"

"Sir, could you be so cruel?!"

As the first general of the Ming Dynasty, Xu Da fought on the battlefield for twenty years and killed countless people on the battlefield.

However, they have always been very lenient towards surrendered soldiers. Even if some surrendered soldiers are disobedient to discipline, they are educated first and then dealt with.

This Mr. Lin is better off. He doesn’t even need education and just throws him into the sea to feed the fish.

Even Chang Yuchun, the number one murderer in the Ming Dynasty, didn't have such murderous intent.

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at Xu Da and said proudly:

"Tiande, let's learn from it!"

Xu Da: "Uh..."

(End of this chapter)