"Master Lu, how long will it take for this musket to be made?"

After discussing all the details, Du Sheng asked the question he was most concerned about.

"The exquisiteness of the musket craftsmanship is rare in the world, and if it weren't for such detailed drawings and explanations from Hou Ye, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been made in another five hundred years."

Blacksmith Lu sighed with emotion, and carefully held the design in his hand, as if holding a rare treasure.

Du Sheng's chest rose and fell violently twice, and he was extremely uncomfortable in one breath.

What he wanted to hear was not emotion and compliment, but when the musket would be made.

"But with the drawings, Hou Ye explained the key points for us again. As long as the biggest problem at hand can be solved, as fast as three days, as slow as five days, the first musket should be built. ”

Du Sheng's eyes instantly brightened, and he hurriedly asked, "What kind of problem?" ”

The biggest problem of making a gun by hand is at least three points in Du Sheng's opinion. One is a seamless steel pipe, the second is a spring, and the third is a lathe.

Without these three things, even if he had made a shotgun with his own hands, it would be difficult to build a second one now.

"According to Hou Ye's requirements, the barrel of the musket must not have a single gap. Otherwise, there is a danger of exploding, and the power and accuracy will not be able to keep up. It's not that the little old man brags, there are no more than three people in the world who can make seamless gun barrels, except for the old man and me! ”

Blacksmith Lu proudly stroked the few sparse beards on his chin, and his chest was tall.

"What? You always say, you can make a seamless barrel?! ”

Du Sheng's eyes almost fell out, and the seamless steel pipe was considered a high-end technology even on the earth in the previous life.

He never thought that this unattractive little old man in front of him could actually make such a thing.

Du Sheng's original plan was to minimize the gap between the joints of the steel pipes, so that the guns could barely be used for a while.

It's a big deal, and it's reinvented every once in a while. Although the range and accuracy are much worse, and it will increase the risk of exploding.

But this is also a helpless thing, so it can be used.

"That's right!"

Blacksmith Lu raised his chin triumphantly and nodded affirmatively.

"Damn, I've found a treasure now."

Du Sheng held back the excitement in his heart, and asked more and more respectfully: "Then what do you mean by the problem you just said?"

"Refined Iron!"

Blacksmith Lu put away the arrogance on his face, and slowly floated a dignified look.

The old blacksmiths next to him all widened their eyes in shock when they heard the words "Hundred Refined Iron".

"Lu Lao, refining refined iron is the material for forging the sword of the Son of Heaven. This...... Where are we going to find the material fine iron? ”

An old blacksmith who was about the same age as Blacksmith Lu whispered with a look of embarrassment.

"Find? It's not ginseng, it's not a natural treasure, where do you find it! ”

Blacksmith Lu glared at the other party angrily and reprimanded him very unceremoniously.

Without waiting for others to ask, he continued to explain: "Hundred refined iron is not conceived by heaven and earth, but tempered by our blacksmiths! It's just that most of the secret method of refining has been mutilated and lost, and with the method handed down by my ancestors, I can only forge thirty refining refined iron at most. ”

"I'm ashamed, the strongest blade I've built in my life is only seventeen refinements. Lu Lao is worthy of being the first casting master in Ninghai. Just because of this ability to make iron, I'm afraid that few of us in Daqin can compare with it. ”

The old blacksmith who was reprimanded by him sighed in shame, and looked at the blacksmith's eyes with more and more admiration.

One of them reached the thirty refinement, and the other reached the seventeenth refinement. The rest of the people were silent.

"Dare to ask Lu Lao, is it possible to start making guns with a hundred refined iron?"

Du Sheng looked at the little old man with a strange face and confirmed.

Not to mention refining refined iron, he has mastered the method of steelmaking, as long as he is not afraid of wasting time and is willing to spend money, no matter how good the steel is, it can be smelted.

"Of course!"

Blacksmith Lu replied with unusually certainty.

"Good! Ben Hou can get a hundred refined iron for the masters now! ”

Du Sheng was overjoyed, slapped his thigh hard and shouted out the door: "Someone!" Carry those baskets of black stones to Ben Hou in. ”

In a moment, a few Houfu servants came in with three large frames of black stones.

After comparison, Du Sheng found that the black stone in everyone's mouth was the coal in his cognition.

Moreover, there is a black stone mine in Ninghai, and the location of the mine is on the mountain behind the Dragon Flame Army camp outside the city.

Wushi is a kind of waste stone in this world, and no one has discovered its great value for the time being.

"This ......"

Everyone looked at Du Sheng with puzzled expressions, not knowing what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

What about the good refined iron, could it be that the refined iron is hidden in these black stones?

Du Sheng smiled confidently, and then let people light an iron furnace for casting.

"Masters, I wonder who is willing to personally refine the Hundred Refined Iron?"

After doing all this, Du Sheng asked lightly.

"Let me wait to refine the refined iron? Hou Ye Mo is not playing with us, right? ”

Blacksmith Lu's face instantly became extremely ugly.

If he could refine a hundred refined irons, he would have become one of the few quasi-divine craftsmen in the world.

"Old Lu, how can Ben Hou play tricks on you, don't you believe in Ben Hou, don't you still believe in Lord Shenlong? I forgot to mention just now, Lord Shenlong not only taught me the method of casting muskets in my dream, but also taught me the secret method of refining refined iron! ”

At the critical time, it was still the name of the dragon, and as soon as these old guys heard the dragon teaching, they still had half a doubt, and they rushed to the furnace that was lit one by one, carrying their own forging hammers.

In the end, it was the Lu blacksmith who had the oldest qualifications and the highest casting technology, and he grabbed the opportunity to cast a hundred refined iron by himself for the first time.

"Don't worry, masters, in the future, you will have the opportunity to forge your own hundred refined iron."

Du Sheng smiled and comforted a few old blacksmiths, then looked up at Lu blacksmith and said: "Old Lu, cast according to your usual method, don't worry, your mentality must be stable." ”

Blacksmith Lu nodded heavily with a serious face, took a few deep breaths before taking a piece of pig iron of twenty or thirty catties and throwing it into the furnace.

When the iron was red, he skillfully pinched it out with pliers and placed it on the casting table, and began to beat it rhythmically with the hammer.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one!

Although Du Sheng didn't know how to strike iron, he knew that this old man did have real skills by looking at the smooth movements of the blacksmith Lu and the crisp sound of bells in his ears.

The other blacksmiths all gathered around the stove, staring at Lu's movements without blinking, nodding from time to time, and whispering a few words.

From the expressions on the faces of these people, it can be seen that they are convinced by the exquisite skills of the blacksmith Lu.