When Li Zicheng came to Beimen Street, he found that the market was far from being like the urban business district and pedestrian street in later generations, rubbing shoulders and rubbing shoulders, and the groping pig hand was only used to stretch his waist, and the pedestrians on the street were sparse, but it was like a wide and sparsely populated gate.

A copper kettle in the shop caught his eye.

Xiao Er saw that Li Zicheng was followed by several soldiers, all with short knives pinned to their waists, and he knew which general in the guard was, so he hurriedly bowed down and said with a smile: "Master Jun, although there are not many groceries in the shop, everything is real, and there is no false head in price. ”

Li Zicheng picked up the copper kettle, looked left and right, and reached out to touch it again, "This copper kettle is good, is there anything else?" ”

"Yes, yes, and two," Xiao Er said one after another, "The villains will take them together and let the military master see them." He arched his hand, turned around and entered the inner hall, and came out with two copper kettles in both hands, both of which were brand new.

Li Zicheng carried it and tried it, he felt very heavy, it was estimated that it was made of copper, "Xiao Er, can you take a section of copper pipe and string these two copper kettles, the copper pipe does not need to be too long, two feet is enough!" ”

"Brass?" Xiao Er immediately scratched his ears and cheeks, "Master Jun, there are copper pipes, but connecting these two spouts is unheard of by the villain, and besides, the thickness of the copper pipe and the spout are different, and it is difficult to connect!" ”

Ren Erxi glared and scolded: "Let you do it and sit, how can there be so much nonsense?" ”

"Erxi, if you have something to say," Li Zicheng also felt embarrassed, so he said: "Where is your copper kettle customized, let them do it, even this spout has to be bent downward." He gestured with his hand until Xiao Er understood.

Xiao Er put away the kettle and said in his heart: What's the use of this? I have never seen such a strange person, and I subconsciously glanced at Ren Erxi, but I didn't dare to speak.

Li Zicheng asked Ren Erxi to take out the broken silver, checked it in his hand, picked out about one or two silver bills, and handed them to Xiao Er, "I'll pick up the goods in the evening, these silvers, aren't enough?" ”

"Enough, enough," Xiao Er saw the silver, his eyes suddenly lit up, he first stuffed it into his arms, bowed down and said, "The villain is going!" ”

Li Zicheng went out of the store and asked Ren Erxi to buy thirty catties of fine liquor, if he wanted to frighten Mu Qingshan, this would be the fastest way to produce results.

Mu Qingshan is a businessman, relatively shrewd, if you want to tie him up, you must have something that you can get your hands on, ordinary things, he has seen a lot, he must win by surprise, and he must have commercial value.

Ren Erxi thought that Li Zicheng was going to have a big feast, "My lord, are you going to feast guests?" ”

"How can there be so much nonsense?" Li Zicheng said with a smile: "If you want to go, you can go, hurry up, you want good wine!" ”

"Yes, sir!" Ren Erxi bowed and turned around, Li Zicheng called another personal soldier and asked him to go to the craftsman's workshop, "Let the craftsman make a wooden frame, no, the iron frame, the iron frame must be one foot high, and the upper end of the circle should be able to put a copper kettle." ”

After the soldiers left, Li Zicheng staggered back to the official office, it was almost noon at this time, Song Yulian had already prepared a meal, and seeing Li Zicheng go home on time, he was a little uncomfortable, "Are you eating at home today?" ”

"Well, I can finally go home today!" Li Zicheng walked to the wooden chair, "Where's the butterfly?" Why didn't you see this lark called the Son of Heaven? ”

"It's coming!" When Chen Qiudie heard the voice, she rushed over from the inner room, leaned on Li Zicheng's right leg, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency is willing to go home today?" ”

Li Zichengzai's buttocks patted lightly, "What's the matter?" This is my home, how can I not come back? No, sometimes it's just too busy! ”

Li Zicheng was originally like the soldiers, eating "work meals" every day, since Song Yulian and Chen Qiudie lived in the back office and cooked at home, the house began to have the smell of incense in the world.

But Li Zicheng has just occupied Xining, and for the long term, he often comes back from eating out, so he has been looked down upon by Chen Qiudie, and now as long as he is in Xining, he also tries to go home to eat.

If there is no woman, it doesn't matter about home, he now has this pair of mother and daughter, but he often doesn't eat at home, in the final analysis, home is just a place for him to sleep, no wonder Chen Qiudie complained, without a man, this home is also not like a home!

Like now, Song Yulian acts as a housewife, cooking, cooking, laundry, and when she comes back, she will have hot soup and hot water, as well as a good face, a standard good wife, and Die'er, at her age, although she thinks a lot in her head, she is actually a cute little Lori, not much older than the little sister next door, so she is a cute and cute.

Li Zicheng put his arm around her waist, saw that she was silent, and said, "How is it, bored again?" ”

"It's different when the adults come back!" Chen Qiudie almost leaned on Li Zicheng's body, closed her eyes, and pretended to take deep breaths.

"Die'er, adults have been busy all morning, and they should be hungry, so why don't you come over to serve food?" Song Yulian's voice was mixed with the sound of a spatula turning, coming from the dining room.

"It's here, mother!" Chen Qiudie agreed, but her body did not move.

"Haha," Li Zicheng laughed, picked her up by the waist, and went to the dining room, almost in front of the dining room, before putting her down in Chen Qiudie's struggle, "I'll take a look, what delicious Lian'er has made." ”

The three of them sat at the table, Song Yulian kept smiling on her face, seeing more and eating less, in her eyes, Li Zicheng and her daughter were the protagonists of the table, every time she eliminated a steamed bun or a dish, she let out a knowing smile.

And Chen Qiudie, probably to improve digestion, the small mouth will never stop, the cheeks are full of food, just free for a while, then asked: "My lord, your female student has been here for a few days, when will the school start?" ”

"It's almost time, when the house in the school is cleaned up, classes will start," Li Zicheng swallowed the food in his mouth and continued: "Die'er, have you thought about it, do you really want to go to the school every day?" ”

"Well, I've thought about it......"

At this moment, there was a violent impact sound outside, "Knock, knock, knock......" The wall shook a few times, and even the ground trembled slightly, Li Zicheng's first reaction was a "human bomb", however, in this era, there should be no such disgusting attack method.

Listening to the sound all the time, he asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Song Yulian got up and said, "It seems to be nearby, go and take a look!" He put down the bowl and chopstick, and went away, and returned in a moment, panting, and his hands kept beating his chest, "My lord, someone is smashing the wall, the wall of the official office!" ”

"Smashing the wall?" Li Zicheng suddenly understood, it turned out to be a soldier and a craftsman, and he was about to open a door on the wall of the official office to facilitate the entrance and exit of the school, so he smiled and said: "I see! ”

"So the adults already knew?" Song Yulian's face suddenly regained its rosiness, but it was Li Zicheng's eyes, "If you don't say it, the adults will be scared to death!" ”

Chen Qiudie was puzzled, she fully carried forward the spirit of breaking the casserole, "My lord, don't want the walls of the official office?" ”

"Oh, it's just a door." Li Zicheng had to satisfy her curiosity, and it was almost finished explaining until the end of lunch, but Chen Qiudie still didn't believe it, and her eyes were fixed on Li Zicheng's face.

Li Zicheng couldn't take care of a lot, this girl, she had nothing to do, she had too many things in her head, and she didn't bother to pay attention to her, but the craftsman was building, and the back office was not quiet, he was going to rest at home for a while, so he dispelled the idea.

Back in the Central Office, Li Zicheng opened a small hall and asked the soldiers to bring in some black charcoal, and he went to the workshop first.

The current craftsman's workshop is now in normal operation, and after Shen Dao's multi-faceted running, more than 40 craftsmen have gathered, except for carpenters and blacksmiths who are rushing to cast Quyuan plows, the rest of the craftsmen basically have nothing to do.

Li Zicheng went to see the firearms maker first, compared with the last time, he was already a little human, they were all coarse cloth coats, and several craftsmen were in a daze in front of the firearms, and suddenly saw Li Zicheng, knelt down together, and said in unison: "My lord!" ”

"Get up," Li Zicheng smiled slightly, "How about it, can it be imitated?" ”

"My lord," said an older craftsman, looking left and right, "and we don't have this kind of iron to make a double pipe." ”

Li Zicheng then remembered that the craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty are responsible for the complete manufacturing technology, that is to say, from ironmaking to casting guns, including bullets, they are all completed by one person, and the skills of others are all repeated, but there are differences in people's personalities, habits, and understanding, different people will make different products, and skilled craftsmen will never share their hard-earned skills with others, the so-called "church apprentices, starve to death master"!

Such technical reserves, for simple processes, such as casting kitchen knives, scissors, copper locks or something, has a certain advantage, at least the craftsmen know in their hearts, do it more skillfully, there will be no matching problems between the various parts, in this era without "national standard", a pair of hands to the end, itself is an advantage.

But when it comes to complex technology, it becomes a disadvantage with only one pair of hands, if it is an aircraft carrier or a stealth fighter, can one pair of hands still be built? Firearms are already a relatively complex process, even if they can be completed with one pair of hands, the output will not go up, it seems that they will have to be brainwashed in the future, if the language is not good, use silver.

"You don't have to worry about the material, if there is a suitable material, can you imitate it? Won't the power decrease? ”

"This ......" The old craftsman hesitated for a moment, and said: "My lord, this statement has no basis, and you will only know if you try it." ”

Li Zicheng nodded, what he said should be the truth, if he can imitate an unfamiliar Luzi with just a few strokes, and the power is not reduced, then he is by no means a craftsman of the Ming Dynasty, but a craftsman of the Middle Kingdom.

However, these craftsmen will have to come into contact with firearms sooner or later, and the reason why Li Zicheng did not let them imitate the Oxman Bowl is that he does not look down on this backward firearm, it is said that the Ottoman Empire that invented the Oxman Empire has been using it for decades, maybe they themselves have updated it, and they are only now starting to imitate, which really makes the Ottoman Empire laugh off its big teeth.

Li Zicheng has more advanced firearms drawings and casting processes in his arms, and he is faced with a choice, which one to develop, according to his original intention, directly take out a modern rifle, which can not only torture the infantry of the Ming Dynasty, but also the cavalry of the nomads, and only find teeth all over the ground.