Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

　　 In the Shuntianfu government office, Chang Yao is working, preparing to summarize the latest information, and then report it.

　　 Chang Yao's writing is good, at least a lot better than Fang Xing.

　　 "Master, master!"

　　 was checking the materials, but someone outside the door was calling the door in a low voice, and Chang Yao frowned and said, "Come in."

　　The visitor was Chang Yao's subordinate. When he came in, he ignored Chang Yao's black face and said anxiously: "Master, I found them!"

　　 Chang Yao stunned: "Who did you find?"

　　 "It's Li Er and them."

"Snapped!"

　　 The brush in Chang Yao's hand fell on the table, and he eagerly asked, "Where are they now? Why are they missing all these days?"

　　 The visitor said frustratedly: "Master, I only found Li Er's clothes and a few bones. If it weren't for the dogtooth necklace on Li Er's neck, I wouldn't be able to recognize it at all."

　　 Chang Yao took a deep breath and asked with a toothache, "Are there traces of fighting at the scene?"

　　 "Nothing. Master, the night when Li Er and Li Er disappeared, it happened to be heavy rain in Peking Mansion. Even if there were any traces, it would be impossible to get under the rain."

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Chang Yao patted the table and said with hatred: "Damn thief, I'll go to Master Shang."

　　 Shang Dequan is currently very leisurely. He usually flirts with his concubine in the temporary resident, so he went to the workshop on a whim, so when Chang Yao arrived, Shang Dequan happened to have just woke up from a nap.

　　 "What? You said Fang Xing killed your person?"

　　 Shang Dequan asked vaguely while letting his concubine wash his face.

　　 The towel was removed, revealing a flushed face, and a red spot on his nose looked a bit hideous.

　　 Chang Yao said confidently: "Master Shang, absolutely right, I wanted to scare the two of them to wake up that night, but I didn't expect to be killed by him!"

　　 Shang Dequan's eyes froze, and said quietly, "Is there any evidence for this?"

　　 Chang Yao was speechless.

　　 Shang Dequan was furious.

　　 There is no evidence that you say a woolen thread! Are you here specifically to entertain me?

Seeing Shang Dequan's uncomfortable expression, Chang Yao hurriedly added: "Master Shang, the little thief has made a tough move. If you don't get rid of him, if the emperor grandson has him by his side, I am worried that it will make a difference to King Han's great cause. Obstacle!"

　　 "Huh!"

　　 Shangde couldn't help but sneered and said, "Can it be impossible for a person to be a man?"

　　 waved his hand to stop Chang Yao's defense, and Suntech confidently said: "I have laid a big net. If I succeed, not only can I catch Fang Xing this little fish, but it will also make the prince and his son become disgraced!"

　　 "Clang clang clang!"

A stove and a bellows were erected in the small courtyard. One blacksmith was sweating the bellows while the other was holding iron tongs. After Zhu Fang raised his sledgehammer, he quickly delivered the red-hot iron to the cutting board. .

　　 The tubular iron wrapped around the steel rod was placed in the semi-circular groove on the cutting board. Zhu Fang was naked in this season when the drops of water became ice, with his muscles stretched out and swinging a sledgehammer.

　　 After the barrel of the two-layered barrel looked like one from the outside, Zhu Fang put down the sledgehammer and said tiredly: "Well, this time it must be successful."

　　 Making muskets is very simple in the eyes of later generations, and even some handcraft workshops can easily create them. But in this era of primitive tools and poor conditions, this is really high-tech.

　　 The next step is to cut off the excess parts at both ends, and then slowly drill the inner wall of the barrel to the same diameter, and keep it as smooth as possible.

　　 "Can you describe the rifling?"

　　 Fang Xing took the processed barrel, looked at the dark and faint inner wall, and asked with an irritation.

　　 Zhu Fang replied sincerely: "Master, this is difficult, because it is difficult to ensure accuracy in the process of drawing the rifling, and the rejection rate is too high."

　　 Under Fang Xing's teaching, Zhu Fang's theoretical progress is simply rapid.

　　 Fang Xing nodded and sighed, "It's still a tool problem!"

　　 He has wanted to build a rifle for a long time. The current muskets are muskets, but the accuracy and range of the muskets are not satisfactory.

　　 And the future goal must be a rifle with a rifling in the wall of the tube. This has been proven by history.

　　 But now I feel a little overwhelmed.

Fang Xing took the barrel with the remaining temperature and said to Zhu Zhanji: "Look, this is a double-forged barrel with a thick wall and uniform quality. Unless it is used by a madman, it will basically not appear. The bombing situation."

　　 Zhu Zhanji ignored the greedy Masu. After taking the barrel, he picked up the caliper on the table and measured the inner and outer wall dimensions of the barrel somewhat jerky.

　　 "Very accurate!"

　　 Zhu Zhanji looked at Zhu Fang with a simple face in surprise, and was very satisfied with the craftsmanship of this family.

　　 Fang Xing saw the accessories on the table and said, "Assemble, let's test the gun today."

　　 The rest is not too complicated, that is, the barrel is inlaid on the wooden support, and then fixed with something like rivets.

　　 Zhu Zhanji waited eagerly, but when he saw that Zhu Fang was still installing a set of devices with unknown functions on it, he couldn't help asking: "Brother Dehua, what is this?"

Fang Xing smiled. After it was installed, he took the musket and pulled up the rear mechanism, and said, “This is an ignition device. Look, this clip can hold a matchlock. After pulling it up, UU Reading www. uukanshu.com is controlled by the trigger below. When the trigger is pulled down, the match rope will drop and the primer will be ignited."

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Fang Xing made a pop in his mouth, and then officially started the test shot.

　　 You must have gunpowder to test the gun. Zhu Zhanji had already sent a small amount of gunpowder yesterday, but Fang Xing was not satisfied after seeing the gunpowder, so he processed it himself.

　　 The best formula for black gunpowder will be bad in the future, but it is still the highest technology at this time. And Fang Xing's black gunpowder, which was configured according to the standard, was waiting to be played today.

　　 There are two pieces of gunpowder on the table. The one on the left is the standard formula in the Ming army, which is brought by Zhu Zhanji. On the right, it was made by Fang Xing called Xin Laoqi. According to the latest recipe, it was made into granules after multiple processes.

　　 First ignite the match rope, then load the gunpowder and lead bomb, and use the cleaning rod to stoke it firmly.

"try it."

　　 Although Fang Xing wanted to test the gun for the first time, he finally stood aside, and pretended to unconsciously place his right hand on his left chest, ready to block his face at any time.

　　 Zhu Fang squeezed his breath, aimed at the huge wooden target placed a hundred meters away, and pulled the trigger.

　　 "Boom!"

After 　　 there was a bang, Zhu Fang was almost covered by smoke.

"How about it?"

　　 Zhu Zhanji didn't wait for an answer, so he ran to the target to take a look.

　　 "The deviation is huge!"

　　 On the big wooden target, the lead bullet was at least twenty centimeters away from the red center, and it was only shallowly embedded on the wooden target. There is a reason why Zhu Fang's marksmanship is not good enough, but the main reason is that the power of gunpowder is not enough. After reaching the end, there will be deviations.

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