The beggar emperor at the end of Ming Dynasty

"Hmph, I didn't expect this kid to know how to buy people's hearts."

When Sun Kewang discovered the situation in the courtyard, he couldn't help but sneered, and immediately led people to the county government.

As a result, it didn't take long for Qin Yu to be invited by Zhang Xianzhong to the county government office.

If the clothes of the teenagers are not too small to be worn by adults, they must be confiscated.

If it hadn't been for Qin Yu to swear by the heavens, that he would never eat dry meals, never let go of eating, and the grain would also be confiscated.

When he left the county office, Qin Yu looked unhappy. The food and money he robbed himself, how to eat and spend, is nothing to do with his eight kings!

Don't the guards in other camps still eat dry meals?

However, under the eaves, people have to pinch their noses to recognize, and decide to keep a low profile in the future.

In fact, Zhang Xianzhong didn't blame Qin Yu's prodigal family, but instead blamed him for doing this, which made people panic and made the army uneasy.

In the following days, the firearms camp was much more low-key. The clothes and pants were ragged and matched, and they were never worn together. A hundred people also took turns playing barefoot.

When eating, the courtyard door was tightly closed, and people were sent to stand guard. When there was an outside visit, the rice was immediately replaced with gruel.

But even so, Zhang Xianzhong cut off the food supply in the firearm camp and asked Qin Yu to take the beautiful woman back to the county office for dinner.

Qin Yu's heart sank to the bottom, and that little grain of food won't last long!

I had to hurry to build weapons, but fortunately, Mr. Liu's blacksmith shop was finally free.

"Leader Xiao Qin, this spear head is unheard of, are you sure you want to hit it like this?" The old man frowned when he looked at the wooden spear head sample.

"Yes, just hit it like this, Mr. Liu, how much do you think I can hit with more than two hundred catties of iron?" Qin Yu waved after saying that and ordered someone to carry a basket of wrought iron.

"Well, that depends on the grade of the gun head. If it is average, it is estimated to be able to hit 70 or 80 handles. No matter how good it is, it can only hit 40 or 50 handles."

Old man Liu looked at the wrought iron in the basket, and said with a thought.

"Well, it's better to make a good deal. This is five taels of silver. I don't know how long it will take?"

Qin Yu hesitated, but decided to ask for quality rather than quantity, and after speaking, he took out a silver coin from his arms and handed it over.

"Haha, the leader Xiao Qin is polite, but the old man is disrespectful. It should be about seven or eight days." Old man Liu took the silver and said with a fist, with a smile on his thin old face.

"It should be. It is just right to help people work and get paid. Then you guys work hard and I will come back in eight days."

Qin Yu waved his hand, then held his fist to bid farewell.

After Qin Yu left, the two apprentices happily got together immediately.

"Master, this leader Xiao Qin is too kind, and he actually gave a full fifty-two dollars, can you let me touch it?"

"Master, let me touch it too!"

"What are you touching? Cai is not revealing, how many times have you taught you for the teacher? Work quickly."

Old man Liu hurriedly put the silver into his arms, and then he shot his head alone.

The two apprentices had to worry about getting busy again.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong rang again.

The next day, Qin Yu couldn't help but went to the blacksmith's shop to check, and knocked with the tips of two guns, and his mouth was too happy to close.

At the same time, I admire the craftsmanship of this old man. With the help of handwork, he actually made the triangular army thorns look decent, and the sound quality is obviously good.

"Haha, Chief Xiao Qin, how is it? Are you satisfied with the old craftsmanship?"

"Satisfied, satisfied, yes, Mr. Liu, I wonder if you will make a firecracker?"

Qin Yu immediately looked at him expectantly.

The old man’s expression changed, and he quickly shook his head and said, “Chief Xiao Qin joked. Fire guns can only be crafted by craftsmen in the army who specialize in making firearms. thing."

"No way!" Qin Yu looked at the three-sided spear head in his hand, staring at him in disbelief. This level was about to catch up with the mechanical processing.

"Chief Xiao Qin, the old man really doesn't know how to make firecrackers, so please don't force me!" The old man clasped his fists and pleaded.

If he knew this, he wouldn't shoot such a good gun.

"Lao Liu, I know your concerns, don't worry, I will never tell anyone, you quietly give me a hand, this is fifty taels of silver."

Qin Yu took a step forward, lowered his voice, and took out fifty taels of silver from his arms and stuffed it into his hand. This time he was really broke.

"This... Chief Xiao Qin, I haven't seen the firecrackers before. I really can't fight!"

The old man looked at the five taels of silver in his hand with a look of embarrassment, but he was obviously moved.

"It doesn't matter, I can draw you a drawing, that is, the barrel is more difficult to build, I tell you, you are like this..."

Qin Yu waved his hand and explained to him patiently.

That is, first beat the iron block into thin iron sheets, then roll an iron rod and beat repeatedly, then wrap the interface with the iron sheet, continue to roll and beat, and finally wrap the gap with the iron sheet, a total of three layers .

After drilling, use a drill bit to drill the inner diameter of the iron pipe to the same size. Even if a barrel is formed, this is the most time-consuming.

After listening to Qin Yu's narration, the old man looked at him in surprise, and finally shook his head.

"Although it should be feasible according to the method of the leader of Xiaoqin, the old man estimates that it needs to be made with good fine iron. I am afraid that two hundred catties of wrought iron may not be able to make ten catties of fine iron. "

"Lao Liu, look at my knife, but it is made of fine iron?"

Qin Yu hesitated for a moment, then choked and pulled out the short knife Li Dingguo gave him.

"Well, a good knife. I'm afraid that the material will not be less than twenty refined steel. Leader Xiao Qin, are you really willing to melt it?"

The old man stroked the knife in his hand, exclaimed, and then looked at him.

"How can I reluctant? Come, it's melted now!"

As soon as Qin Yu gritted his teeth, he practiced the knife every day, but he couldn't find the feeling, so he might as well use it to fire a musket.

If there is a musket in hand, at least when he is singled out with Sun Kewang, he will not be hacked to death.

Seeing that Qin Yu had said this, Old Man Liu decided to fight for him even though he scolded him as a prodigal.

After contacting these few days, he also learned a little about the character of this leader Xiao Qin.

Compared with the ordinary long knife, this knife is more delicate and shorter, but it weighs four kilograms, and it is more than enough to hit a gun. After all, the third layer can be wrapped with other iron.

Of course, as a commander, Qin Yu would not create a long fire gun and carry it on his shoulders all day long, which is undoubtedly not much different from a small soldier, so what he wants to build is a hand gun.

Qin Yu felt dull just because the supervisor gave a stick of incense, holding a few gun heads, and left.