Chapter 11: The Guy Who Saved His Life
From His Excellency Penglai, Qin Hao did not go back to the City God Temple directly, but came to a blacksmith shop, the blacksmith's surname was Zhang, in his forties, five big and three thick, when Qin Hao came in, he was playing a big knife there. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
He has an apprentice named Wu Hu, who is about the same age as Qin Hao, as his name suggests, he looks like a tiger, don't look at his age, but his strength is not small, the bellows pulled by the two of them, he can easily pull it all day.
Tian Xiaoqian followed Qin Hao all the way, and when she saw that he wasn't going anywhere, she came to this blacksmith shop where she was playing swords, and couldn't help but say a little strangely, "Qin Hao, if you don't go to the academy to study, do you want to put pen to paper?" ”
Speaking of this, the two little black eyes rolled slightly, and said with some contempt, "It's just that you can hold a knife and gun with this body?" ”
Qin Hao turned his head, looked at Tian Xiaoqian with a smile, and tilted his head slightly, "Hey, I'm surprised, Tian Xiaoqian, you said that you are a big girl, following my ass all day long, do you think it's interesting?" ”
"Who said I followed you? It's clear that you're following me. ”
As he spoke, his figure flashed, and he came to the front of Qin Hao, entered the store, untied the money bag on his waist and threw it on the counter, "Uncle Zhang, I want all the swords you have here, this is a deposit, and I will go to the Tian family compound to get it." ”
Whether it is Tian Hengzhai or Tian family compound, they are all high-ranking noble households, and there are many nursing homes, knives and guns are their necessities, not to mention that Tian Youdao is a businessman, and their family not only has a nursing home, but also a special caravan.
Blacksmith Zhang didn't feel strange about Tian Xiaoqian's behavior, and hurriedly put the half-hit knife into the sink next to him, and came over to say hello, "Oh, Miss Tian, if you want a knife and gun, just send someone over to squeak, how can I bother you to run in person?" ”
Tian Xiaoqian ignored him, but leaned on the counter, looked at Qin Hao with a smile, and said with some ill will: "Qin Hao, these knives and guns belong to this girl, which one do you like, just beg me, this girl will send you." ”
"Who said I wanted knives and guns? I'm here to get something from Master Zhang. Qin Hao looked at Tian Xiaoqian very strangely, rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think that everyone is like you, with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, and you know how to dance guns and sticks all day long?" ”
"Who has well-developed limbs and a simple mind? Qin Hao, you just bully people! ”
Tian Xiaoqian has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, she can be described as slender and graceful, and she has always been proud of her figure, but she didn't expect that in Qin Hao's eyes, she would become well-developed and simple-minded.
Qin Hao didn't plan to quarrel with her, but turned his head to blacksmith Zhang and said, "Uncle, I didn't come to you to ask for a sword, but to ask you to fight two small things." ”
"Little things?" Blacksmith Zhang felt a little strange, "Brother Qin, my blacksmith shop only fights swords, and we don't fight other things, why don't you go to other blacksmith shops to have a look?" ”
Qin Hao shook his head and said: "Although the thing I want to fight is simple, it is an iron pipe and a spring, but my things have very high requirements for materials, I am afraid that other blacksmith shops will not be able to beat it, who doesn't know that Uncle Zhang's blacksmith shop is one of the best in Dengzhou Mansion." ”
Everyone loves to hear good words, and Blacksmith Zhang saw that Qin Hao held himself high, and he was embarrassed to refuse him again, "Then tell me what kind of iron pipe and spring you want to play?" ”
Most of the springs in the past were that kind of spring sheets, like the kind of spiral that Qin Hao wanted, not to mention that Zhang Blacksmith had never beaten it, and he hadn't even seen it, as for the iron pipe, Qin Hao's requirements were also very simple, the blank should not be beaten, but cast.
It's very simple to say, but it's not the same thing to do, Zhang Blacksmith didn't even meet Qin Hao's requirements a few times, and the spring was just that, as long as the steel quality was good, the elasticity could still be guaranteed.
It's just that the iron pipe, the things made are always not round enough, and it is strange to use this thing to make a gun, and it is not stuck.
Tian Xiaoqian picked up the last finished iron pipe, looked around, and said dissatisfiedly: "Oh Qin Hao, are you too fastidious?" I don't think you're here to hit the iron pipe, but to embarrass the uncle! ”
Regarding Qin Hao's almost perverted request, Blacksmith Zhang was also a little helpless, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "Brother Qin, I'm sorry, uncle can only do this, or will you find someone else to try?" ”
Qin Hao shook his head, looked around, and finally landed on the pile of yellow mud outside the store, "That's it, uncle, I'll use the yellow mud to make a mold first, you just use the best steel in the store." ”
Making molds is a meticulous job, which is directly related to the quality of iron pipes, Qin Hao did not fake his hands and blacksmith, but did it himself.
Tian Xiaoqian saw that he was very focused, so she didn't bother him for the first time, but dragged a small bench and sat next to him, holding her cheeks with her hands, and looked at him quietly.
Until Qin Hao finished the mold, poured the molten steel into it, waited until the molten steel cooled, and removed the yellow mud in the middle, although the yellow mud was somewhat loose under the erosion of the molten steel, causing the inner wall of the steel pipe to be not very smooth, but there was one thing that made Qin Hao very satisfied.
At least the steel pipe made now is round, as long as you find a way to polish the inner wall of the steel pipe smooth, and then find a way to make a boring line, a good barrel will be formed.
Of course, he didn't have a fake hand blacksmith for these things, although the assault rifle would be all over the big and small corners of Shenzhou in the following decades, but a pistol in the modern sense, it was definitely an epoch-making achievement, and Qin Hao didn't want to fake others.
The wisdom of the working people is infinite, the principle and technology of making guns are not profound, as long as you figure it out, it will be simple, although Qin Hao wants to use guns to change fate, and even the fortune of the country, but he never thought of letting this technology spread prematurely.
Because he is still very weak now, so weak that even if he carries a gold ingot, he can only hide it deeply, and he does not dare to show it, and he has no strength to show it, that is, he is joking with his life.
Qin Hao is a person who has died once, and people who have died once always cherish their lives, and he will never do such a thing as a joke about his life.
Coming out of the blacksmith shop, it was already evening, and the gate of Dengzhou Mansion would be closed at night, Qin Hao did not plan to stay in Dengzhou Mansion, although he now has money to live in guest houses, and Dengzhou Mansion, as the starting point of the Maritime Silk Road, has no shortage of inns.
But Qin Hao didn't plan to stay at the inn, he felt that there was nothing wrong with living in the City God Temple, at least he was down-to-earth, he could get out of the state mansion, and when he came to Tian Heng Mountain, seeing that Tian Xiaoqian was still following him, he couldn't help but smile and said: "I'm going back to the City God Temple, do you want to follow?" ”
"You like to be a wild man, I don't like it!" Although Tian Xiaoqian went out of the city with Qin Hao, she did not go to the City God Temple, but went to Tianheng Village.
When I returned to the temple, I wrapped the iron pipes and springs in oilcloth paper, hid them behind the statues of the gods in the temple, set up the clay pot on a simple stove made of three stones, and began to cook dinner.
Dinner is very simple, just a few pieces of green vegetables and a can of porridge, Qin Hao has never been very particular about what to eat, there is neither electricity nor lights in the City God Temple, and it looks particularly boring at night.
Qin Hao rested his head on his hands, bit a piece of grass in his mouth, set up Erlang's legs, and through the broken window of the City God Temple, he counted the moon and stars, and counted the stars and the moon, until the moon fell and the stars sank, and then he fell into a deep sleep.