The communication was limited to very slow sentences, and even word by word, and the anxious words in Zhao Doumi's mouth were almost connected.

Some students from Fujian and Zhejiang didn't hear what Zhao Doumi said, let alone the English gunsmith, who just spread his hands and looked at Zhao Doumi with a confused expression.

Ruvio had just finished negotiating a deal, and when he heard that the old man was in the cannon casting workshop, he immediately rushed over to salute as a retainer.

Ru Wei came from the other side of the cannon casting workshop, and heard Zhao Doumi's words here, although he didn't know why he was so anxious, he still stopped and explained in the official dialect of the Ming Dynasty: "The solid iron rod of the core is replaced with a very thin hollow core." ”

Ruvio is Dutch, the other party is English, and the other party can't understand Dutch either, so he can only use Daming Guanhua, the common language of Westerners.

This time he spoke more slowly, and the words were also very clear, and the English gunsmith understood and did not dare to slack off the gentleman in front of him, for fear of being hanged by Zhao Doumi, so he hurriedly went to cast the hollow core iron rod.

"When—"

The bell rang again in the Daming Arms Company, and the bells rang in the entire industrial park, and the workers put down their work and walked out of the various factories.

It didn't take long for a crowd to form on the wide industrial avenue, which was full of crowded heads and piles of workers from various factories.

Most of the workers returned to their respective alleys, took out the keys to open the doors, unscrewed the water valves and started cooking, and some workers called friends into the teahouse and tavern, and even many workers entered the restaurant.

The lives of the workers have changed dramatically, from the fear of starvation at any time when they didn't have enough to eat, to now they are not satisfied with being fed, they have spare money to enter the teahouse and tavern, and occasionally live the life of a squire.

The noisy and lively scene on both sides of the Industrial Avenue, Zhu Shun didn't see it, and he didn't need to see it, he had seen it countless times.

Today, as the main force to enter the teahouse tavern, the craftsmen of the cannon casting workshop did not participate in the crowd, the industrial Hou Zhu Shun is here, and he has not left yet, how can the gunsmith leaders leave first, and continue to stay here one by one with the intention of expressing themselves.

It's just that their careful thinking didn't last long, Zhu Shun left the cannon casting workshop with the tower man and returned to the workers' hall for dinner.

Zhao Doumi and the students of Beijing Normal University did not have the slightest appetite, and stared directly at the English craftsman who cast the hollow core, and his heart was furious, wondering if these gentlemen had any special habits.

When the English craftsmen cast the castings, they were known for their steady hands, and they were looked at by so many people, and their palms couldn't help but shake a few times, almost ruining the castings.

Fortunately, the craftsmanship of the craftsmen in England was very good, which stabilized the tension in his heart, and began to slowly cast the castings required by Zhao Doumi.

It was getting dark.

Zhao Doumi and the students of the Jingshi University Hall were all focused on the casting, and they didn't realize that it was already dark, and Ruvio, who came to deliver the food, arranged for someone to light the brazier in the artillery casting workshop.

The knights wearing full-body plate armor brought the food to Zhao Doumi and the students of Jingshi University, but they all ignored these knights.

Some impatient students of the Jingshi University Hall actually waved their hands impatiently in the face of the knights who were like steel beasts, as if they were driving away flies.

The knights were also very aware of the temper of these scholars, and they were not angry, but just put the food on the cart and went back to continue the patrol.

It was some time again.

Zhu Shun took the iron tower man, and several sedan chairmen held torches to guard around, and at the same time illuminated the dark cement road, and came to the Daming Arms Company.

There are no street lights, and after dark, it is basically dark, and there are not many people who dare to walk at night, let alone come out for fun.

Biogas lamps are still under development, and in addition to the bustling industrial boulevard, the rest of the industrial city is also dark.

There is only one place in the Daming Arms Company that is still lit.

It is also the only place in the entire industrial park that is still lit up.

Cannon Casting Workshop.

The four palanquin drivers lit up the cement road around, Zhu Shun could see the road clearly, walked into the mud without walking, and soon came to the brightly lit cannon casting workshop.

I saw Zhao Doumi and the students of Beijing Normal University all standing there straight, staring at the cooling castings, not moving at all, like a group of sculptures.

Zhu Shun is not like these students, who only need to do a good job of research on arms, and there are still many things to deal with, so he left here after watching it for a while.

Until Zhu Shun left, the students of Jingshi University, who worshipped him as a god, didn't find out, and they still stood still in place, staring straight at the casting.

It has the demeanor of the sentinels at the entrance of the industrial park, and the sentinels are all after long-term training to be able to stand still for a day, and these scholars who do experiments can also do this, which shows the obsession of these geniuses with the new casting method.

It was almost late at night, and the English craftsman's hungry stomach was 'growling', and the hungry hands had little strength left, and finally the casting was done.

The English craftsman put this hollow core in front of Zhao Doumi, wiped a handful of hot sweat, and his lips were dry and ready to go back to find a big bread to fill his stomach.

Zhao Doumi was not ready to let him go, pulled him to the side of the iron furnace, put forward some of his own opinions, and made pipes at both ends of the core to run water, and take away the heat through the flow of water.

The English craftsman endured hunger and finished the pipe, and the hungry two blue-eyed and dizzy he really wanted to find a Daming bread to eat, and was dragged away by Zhao Doumi.

The English craftsman was so hungry that he couldn't stand it, and said with a sad face: "Gentleman, can you let me eat a big bread first... Well... That is, steamed buns. ”

Zhao Doumi's stomach was also hungry, because he didn't feel the slightest hunger because of the new casting method, and he didn't feel how hungry the English craftsmen were.

Ignoring the pleas of the English craftsman, he dragged him to the furnace again: "Cast the cannon first, and then take you to the roast duck from the bargain." ”

At the mention of the roast duck in the bargain, the English craftsman swallowed his saliva, and could only continue to endure this roast duck that was more delicious than any food in England.

Dragging his tired and hungry body, he began to cast cannons, but fortunately, an apprentice stuffed him with a steamed bun, and after eating a very hard dead steamed bun in three or two bites, he had the strength to start smelting iron.

It wasn't until dawn that the mold was finally buried in the clay.