Arabic numerals are still beneficial, although they are troublesome to write with a brush, but when you really want to calculate, it is more convenient than using one or two to express them.

At least after Xu Guangqi and others came into contact with Arabic numerals, they felt the convenience of this thing - at least it was no worse than calculating chips, and it was more convenient to write.

Not only that, but the acceptance of other compasses and other things was far faster than Kinney had expected.

This made Jinnige feel very happy, and thought that the tireless attitude of Mo Hua and others was still very worthy of recognition.

As for the quill pen that Kinnige and other missionaries unanimously admired, the ink wulder lost interest after trying it a few times.

Write a little bit to get a little ink but forget it, but the words written out are also crooked and twisted like a chicken planer, which is not as good as what Meng Tong wrote, and it is not as good as charcoal strips.

But the charcoal strip, it's dirty, it's black ash in one hand, it's dirty to touch, and if you want to do something else after writing a few words, you have to wash your hands first.

In short, there are a bunch of troubles.

After arguing for a long time without any results, Jinnige suddenly thought of a question: "When it comes to writing, I have a good solution." I heard that there is a kind of black lead in England, which is better to write than charcoal. ”

Mo Hua said: "And then? Keep writing a few words and wash your hands? ”

Kinnige was furious: "Won't you wrap it in paper?" Make it thicker and stuff it into the holder of your brush as a brush! ”

Mo Hua patted his head and secretly scolded himself for being stupid.

It should be easier to make the brush holder a little thinner, and then get this black lead into it for writing?

If this thing can really be pushed around on a large scale, it can make more children start to learn to write?

If you are not careful, it will benefit the country and the people?

Mo Hua is not very interested in official positions and silver, but he is very concerned about things that can benefit the country and the people - isn't love the people who love Daming?

There was no time to deal with the three major geometric problems at this time, Mo Hua directly asked Jinnige to understand the appearance of black lead, and then found the Jinyi Guard, who was responsible for running errands for the Royal Academy.

Anyway, it's just one request, and no matter how hard it is, you'll have to get some to do experiments.

Jin Yiwei naturally didn't have any nonsense, turned around and went to arrange for someone to find this thing.

Similarly, this news also reached the hands of Emperor Chongzhen.

Pencil?

Emperor Chongzhen's first reaction was that these bigwigs of the Royal Academy wanted to get the pencil out.

There is a well-circulated pseudo-scientific story:

For the first time, the U.S. space agency was preparing to send astronauts into space, but they soon received reports that astronauts could not write at all with ballpoint pens or pens in weightlessness.

So, it took the Americans ten years and spent 12 billion dollars to finally invent a new type of ballpoint pen. This pen is suitable for weightlessness, body handstands, in water, on any flat object, and even at -300 degrees Celsius.

And the Russians have always used pencils in space.

Of course, this story is faked, this thing is a bowl of poisonous chicken soup, and the story is just to show people that sometimes what seems like a complex problem can actually have a very simple ready-made solution.

Because from a practical point of view, pencils are not suitable for use in space, the pointed ends are dangerous and flammable, and the graphite residue produced by writing is easy to enter the astronaut's chest cavity and eyes, and it is easier to short-circuit electronic devices.

But when you are not in space, or the current Ming is perfect for using this thing.

No matter how expensive a pencil is, how much more expensive can it be than ink? If everyone buys a pencil, the cost of learning to write will be greatly reduced.

This thing is a great thing for the benefit of the country and the people!

Then Emperor Chongzhen began to secretly hate his previous life for not learning and not knowing.

That's right, I remember this pseudo-scientific story, so Emperor Chongzhen knew that the pencil was made of graphite, and he had heard of the word graphite bomb.

The question is, where does this graphite thing come from?

Daming is so big, there must be no shortage of this thing, but where to find the most suitable now? Where is graphite best for pencils?

If you don't learn and don't know how to do it, it's so painful!

Emperor Chongzhen, who had been sore for a long time, had to throw this matter to Jinyiwei and the cabinet, anyway, raising so many people is not for them to eat dry rice, and they have to do their best when they should contribute.

Besides, if you don't let them have a headache this time, will you let me, the emperor, have a headache in the future?

Impossible!

Rather than caring about this kind of thing, it is better to be concerned about the progress of the South China Sea Fleet on the Luzon side.

After all, it had been so long, and there was no other news except for a Dutch three-masted battleship that had been pulled back as a trophy and given to him as a trophy.

Of course, this is understandable.

After all, I don't have an Internet, I don't have a phone, I don't even have a telegram, and it's not realistic to expect carrier pigeons to deliver information at sea, right?

Zheng Zhilong, who was far away in Luzon, wiped the rain on his face, and said to Zhao Qing, the eunuch of the prison army who was also drenched in the rain: "Let's go back to the cabin first, Zheng Moujie Wufu, it's nothing if you are used to the wind and waves at sea, you are afraid that your body bones will not be able to stand it, right?" ”

Zhao Qing shook his head and said: "If you can't stand it, you have to bear it, the sons are fighting on the front line, what else can a dead eunuch in our family do?" Waiting for them right here! ”

The sea breeze is getting stronger, even in a place like Luzon, where the winter is very warm, and the sea breeze and rain can make you feel a little chilly.

Zheng Zhilong saw that he couldn't persuade Zhao Qing, so he no longer persuaded him, but turned around and ordered: "Order someone to cook some ginger soup, and then send someone to send some ginger to the soldiers on the front line." ”

After thinking about it, Zheng Zhilong added: "Send all the gingers on our ship, and some on other ships will also be sent over." ”

After the soldiers behind Zheng Zhilong bowed down to prepare ginger soup, Zhao Qing spoke: "Speaking of which, although the winter in Luzon is much warmer than that in Fujian, once it is windy and rainy, it is also a problem.

I just don't know what the country behind these Franco-machine barbarians is, and what is the situation on their side? ”

Zheng Zhilong said with some annoyance: "Who knows? This damn brute actually fought well, which was beyond my expectations. ”

Zhao Qing didn't care: "Even if you look like it, what can you do?" If these barbarians are armed with swords, then we should still be worried, since they are firearms, then what else is there to worry about?

Although they occupy Luzon, there are not many people in Luzon who can make fire cannons, and the ammunition is more troublesome, so they will use less, and they have no place to replenish these losses. ”

Zheng Zhilong said: "That's right. Let's not worry about this, not to mention that the fire cannon is stronger than theirs, and the ammunition alone is enough to blow them down. ”

Zhao Qingdao: "That's right, I heard that the gunpowder bureau in Beijing has a mountain of ammunition, because it can't be used with the new guns and cannons, and many old-fashioned ammunition still have to take time to dismantle and remake." ”

Zheng Zhilong was stunned: "Where did you get this news?" If I knew this was the case, wouldn't it be better for us to bring more? ”

Zhao Qing looked at Zheng Zhilong with caring eyes: "First, it's not universal, and second, it can't fit." Understand? ”

Zheng Zhilong realized that he had made a big fuss, and only after patting his head did he sneer: "Speaking of which, the guys from the Royal Academy are quite fucked, the size of the gun tube of this fire gun is not the same, and now the ammunition is wasted, which is really a pity." ”

Zhao Qing continued: "This is really a problem. It's okay to talk about the ammunition of the artillery, but the back and forth of this gun is changing, and I don't know when it will be the head? ”

After a pause, Zhao Qing smiled again: "Speaking of which, it is reliable for you and Admiral Nan to write a book to reflect this matter, and a dead eunuch in our family can't meddle in this matter." ”

Zheng Zhilong hummed but didn't say anything more.

What Zhao Qing said is a fact, and the problem of this fire gun is indeed quite worrying.

The fire gun of the first year of Chongzhen is completely different from the fire gun of Chongzhen's five-year system, and the fire gun of Chongzhen's five-year system is completely different from the seven-year of Chongzhen.

And the Chongzhen Nine-Year Firecracker, which he had just equipped, was completely different from the previous one, not only the firing method and loading method had changed greatly, but even the ammunition had completely changed.

But it's a good thing, after all, Chongzhen's nine-year-old firecracker is not a little stronger than the previous firecracker - the ammunition is ready-made, as long as it is loaded inside, eliminating the previous steps such as cleaning the gun.

At least just relying on the advantage of this quick reload, it can already form a rain of bullets to suppress those Francophone barbarians, not to mention the greatly increased range that directly suppresses those barbarians who can't get close.

But now it's time for rain, and it's windy.

Even if the fire gun is awesome enough, it is impossible to completely ignore the rain - Daming's technology has not yet developed to that level.

If it is said that the Franco-machine barbarian dared to brave the rain to attack the Ming army, then it is really difficult to say who will kill the deer.

This is exactly what Zheng Zhilong is worried about.

Zhao Qing, a eunuch who supervised the army, didn't know much about this, but Zheng Zhilong, who had been in the army for a long time, knew that if he could hold on to the attack of the Southern Imperial Forest Army for so long without collapsing, it was absolutely impossible for such an army to be commanded by some stupid person.

If it was such a good opportunity, but the barbarian generals on the opposite side couldn't grasp it, Zheng Zhilong would rather believe that he had been in a dream all along, and he was not born to fight at all.

Sanchez was obviously not stupid to the level of a pig, and it was true that he couldn't get ammunition supplies by relying on Luzon, but he had no problem getting some cold weapons.

What's more, the army of the Spanish Empire has never given up training in cold weapons.

Today, it's time to show those barbarians the power of the Spanish army!

Sánchez touched the smoothbore gun in his hand, then put it aside, and then raised his spear again before he commanded Acuña: "Order, let Alde Córdoba prepare for battle with his spearmen!" ”

Acuña saluted, "Yes! Your Excellency the Governor! ”

Córdoba's first reaction after receiving the order was that the idiot finally thought of using spearmen to fight? I thought his brain had blown up the gunpowder!

"Sadarko, Alva, take your men with you, and we'll show those damned barbarians what a real army is!"

Facing this kind of pouring rain, Shen Zhenjiang also had a headache.

In this kind of hellish weather, it is impossible to count on firearms, and if you count on bows and arrows, it is actually not very reliable.

Not to mention the impact of the rain on the bow and crossbow, the army behind him alone plus the other guards is enough to choke.

These guys are good at slashing people, and they are quite reliable when playing with firearms, but they can only play with bows and arrows.

Because the bow and arrow training these guys received is simply too bad compared to the fire gun training they received, and it is not an exaggeration to say that there is a difference between heaven and earth.

When you go back, you must write to Your Majesty, and you still have to strengthen your bow and arrow training - the next time you encounter this situation, it won't hurt like now.

Glancing back at the soldiers who were sheltering from the rain, Shen Zhenjiang ordered: "Let the brothers cheer up, spread the scouts away, and be careful of the barbarians playing in the rain to attack." ”

Kang Shaopeng sneered and said, "Just those barbarians? And what kind of rain attack do you dare to play? ”

Li Dejiang said: "What nonsense, since General Shen has ordered so, let's do it, after all, we are prepared." ”

Shen Zhenjiang nodded and said, "Not bad." If I were the commander of the barbarian's army, I would have come with a large army to attack. ”

Kang Shaopeng said: "Why? ”

Shen Zhenjiang said: "In terms of artillery, they are not as good as my Daming, and in terms of firearms, they are still not as good as my Daming, they have suffered a lot of losses, and they don't know how to take advantage of the opportunity of heavy rain to attack, which can only show that the barbarian generals are too stupid."

But if you think about it, might someone who can be a governor of a place be a fool? There are few people in Jiannu who are so stupid! ”

Kang Shaopeng smiled at this time, no longer refuted, but went with Li Dejiang and others to order his subordinates to cheer up.

The sound of the roaring rain covered the sound of horses' hooves, and before Li Dejiang and the others could order the scouts to set off, the scouts who had already been scattered before had already rushed back out of breath: "Enemy attack!" ”

Shen Zhenjiang didn't look nervous at all, and ordered someone to pour a few mouthfuls of ginger soup on the scout before asking, "How far is it?" How many people? ”

A white mist began to rise on the head of the scout who had just poured the ginger soup, as if the cultivator had attained the Tao, and after taking two breaths, he said: "More than five thousand, there are still ten miles from here!" ”

After Shen Zhenjiang ordered his soldiers to help the scouts down to rest, he sneered and said, "How dare you come with your mother!" Command, artillery preparation, no fire without an order! ”

Kang Shaopeng, Li Zhenjiang and other commanders of the guard post had already gone separately to sort out the army - it would definitely be no problem to fire a few rounds of artillery covered by rain felt, and after the barbarians on the opposite side were disrupted by the artillery fire, it would be the turn of the guards to fight.

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