Xiao Bai came in from outside, and when he saw Zhu Zhanji holding a telescope and looking outside, he snickered and brought the tea to the table, and then said in Fang Xing's ear: "Young Master, is he stupid?" ”

Fang Xing saw that Zhu Zhanji was looking outside, so he slapped Xiaobai's buttocks, and when her little face was red, he whispered: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and ask someone to prepare lunch." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Xiaobai felt a tingling behind him, and hurriedly lowered his head and went out.

"Brother Dehua, this thing is ingenious, is it also foreign?"

Zhu Zhanji finally put down the telescope and asked in shock.

"Of course."

Fang Xing played with the toy car and said: "The Europa people, that is, the Taixi people, they have made great strides in industry, and now it's just these things, but when they make the cannon bigger and bigger, when they make the musket accurate and convenient, Taishun, you tell me, does Daming still have a future?" ”

Zhu Zhanji looked at the telescope in his hand and was secretly shocked in his heart.

Fang Xing didn't want to stimulate him further, but just said like a prophecy: "Do you believe it? At most, a few hundred years later, people at that time only need to hold a small object to talk to people thousands of miles away. ”

"Is that a fairy?"

Zhu Zhanji felt that this was a fairy method, probably imagined by Fang Xing.

Fang Xing didn't defend himself, but said: "A thousand years ago, who would have dared to think that there would be a telescope? ”

Sending away Zhu Zhanji, who was heavy on his heart, Fang Xing found that the telescope was taken away by this goods.

……

"Young master, the peppers are all red."

Fangjiazhuang's peppers have been harvested, and they are red.

Ma Su took a bite of the pepper while recording the yield, and the result was ......

"Water, I want water......"

"Hahahaha! Xiucai Gong wants to drink water, which of you has a mouthful of milk! ”

Seeing Ma Su being hit, those dealers ridiculed.

A woman picking chili peppers with a child on her back took a sip and said, "Go find the cow!" ”

Every family came out, and even the children joined in the harvesting work.

Fang Xing handed over the scene to Jay Fang, and went to the kitchen with more than ten red peppers himself.

Hua Niang was taken aback when she saw Fang Xing's appearance, but he was pushed aside.

"Stir-fried meat with chili!"

Fang Xing's favorite dish in the factory back then was this, it was delicious and delicious.

The unpolluted red peppers are just washed in water and then cut into long slices.

Heat up the oil pan, first stir-fry the ginger and garlic until fragrant, then slide in the oiled meat slices, stir-fry and add the chili peppers, and add the broth......

A few minutes later, a steaming dish of chili stir-fry is ready.

With a big steamed bun, Fang Xing squinted and enjoyed it, and soon he was sweating profusely.

Chunsheng saw that Fang Xing was eating well, and after he left, he ate the remaining chili peppers, and then drank water.

Since Li Mao was admitted to the Juren exam this year, he has recently studied in Zhuangshang. When he heard the servant's report, he put down his book and wandered around to look at it.

Lijiazhuang was a little silent, and those farmers had no work to do, so they could only go to the mountains to find some wild food for the cat's winter.

The tall and handsome Li Mao was the focus of attention everywhere he went, standing at the border between his house and Fangjiazhuang, watching the farmers happily picking chili peppers, and asked, "What is that?" ”

The servant scratched his head and said, "The villain heard that it was called chili, but as for what it does, even the people from Fangjiazhuang don't know." ”

Li Maohu looked at those red things suspiciously, remembering the last time his father explained that he and his grandson were almost defeated, his heart moved, and he took advantage of the opportunity for a daughter-in-law from Fangjiazhuang to come over, and put on an elegant posture and asked, "Little lady, dare to ask what is that?" ”

The little daughter-in-law was embarrassed by Li Mao's handsomeness, but after seeing the chili pepper in the direction of the folding fan, she squinted at him and said, "That's what we are doing in Zhuangzi, why are you inquiring about this?" ”

Li Mao didn't expect that his skin appearance didn't work, but the little daughter-in-law was already vigilantly taking a few steps back, and the clothes beating stick in her hand was raised high, ready to run away at any time.

This Nima is stricter than the management of the barracks!

But the more this is the case, the stronger Li Mao's interest in this chili pepper becomes.

In the sound of horses' hooves, Zhu Zhanji returned.

Fang Xing looked at Zhu Zhanji with a strange expression and hung the telescope on his chest, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't coordinate it.

"Brother Dehua, the younger brother has already told his father, and his father wants Brother Dehua to control the craftsman's land, at least to get this telescope out."

Zhu Zhanji's eyes were a little swollen, which was the result of playing with binoculars all the way.

When Fang Xing heard this, he shook his head and said, "It's not appropriate for me to go and take charge there, without this name, the people below won't listen to me." ”

This is a problem, Li Qi, the specific person in charge of the original craftsman's place, is still a positive seventh product, and he is still dispatched by the Ministry of Industry, which is justifiable!

And it is a bit difficult to get those people to listen to the orders of a white body.

Zhu Zhanji asked unrelentingly: "Isn't it okay to have a father as a guarantor?" ”

Fang Xing threw the chili pepper he picked in his hand into the wooden basin and said with a smile: "It's difficult! But I would like to try my hand at making muskets, right here in Fangjiazhuang. ”

Zhu Zhanji frowned, this gave him a problem.

According to the law of the Ming Dynasty, if a private person builds a weapon, the consequence is the destruction of the family.

After Zhu Fang came to Fangjiazhuang, Fang Xing actually had this plan, but he was worried about being reported, so he endured it until now.

Zhu Zhanji gently patted his palms with a horsewhip, and finally said angrily: "Brother Dehua, don't worry, I will immediately go and write a letter to the imperial grandfather and file it in advance." ”

As soon as he said he would do it, Zhu Zhanji immediately wrote a letter, and then asked people to send it to the capital as soon as possible.

If Zhu Gaochi wrote a letter, then Fang Xing would be able to pack up the softness, and the whole family would be ready to flee overseas. But if it was written by Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Di's favorite grandson, then he felt that he could wait and see.

Now that he had already written the letter, Fang Xing called Zhu Fang.

In the half month that Zhu Fang lived in Fangjiazhuang, he really ate and drank well, and the little injury on his knee had already healed, so when he heard Fang Xing's call, he came a little nervously.

Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji were sitting in the study, and Zhu Fang hurriedly prepared to kneel, but was stopped by Fang Xing.

Fang Xing picked up Zhu Fang and said meaningfully: "I just kneel too much, and I have lost all the blood of a good man." Kneeling to the sky and kneeling to the parents, kneeling to the king, and not to kneel in Fangjiazhuang in the future. ”

Zhu Zhanji listened to these words with some tears and laughter, he knew that this was Fang Xing expressing dissatisfaction.

Zhu Fang stood restrained, and saw Fang Xing take out a drawing.

This is a drawing of a musket with a trigger to control the arquebus, and the medicine chamber is not large. And it is obvious that the rear part of the barrel, that is, the place of charge, is thicker than the front.

"It's to prevent explosions, and what I'm most concerned about is the drilling process."

Fang Xing explained that this drawing was only come up with him after racking his brains, and it also referred to the current shotgun structure.

Zhu Fang said with some hesitation: "Young master, it's just that this barrel is too thick, I'm afraid it's not easy to build." ”

Zhu Zhanji also felt that it was a little thicker, and at the same time, it would increase the weight of the musket.

Fang Xing said confidently: "At most fifteen catties, if the soldiers are allowed to practice raising their guns and aiming often, I don't think this weight is a problem." ”