Chapter Ninety-Eight Comes with a Big Ticket

Meng Zhijing and Gong Yi Nianhuai glanced at each other, nodded secretly, and strictly as the head of the courtyard, these processes are naturally much more familiar than the two of them, and the words they say are more authoritative, so they are credible. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Burning eyebrows look at the front of you, what is in front of you? Of course, it is necessary to give concrete to Mr.'s creativity first, and seeing is believing. It would be easier and faster for the craftsmen to understand how the cannon works, and to make it easier and faster when they know what to do. ”

Meng Zhijing knocked on the table impatiently, "Yan Zuotou, what do you want to say?" You can tell the craftsmen of the workshop these words, here is your little gentleman, and it is not time to report to work. ”

"Hehe," Yan Shi arched his hand towards Meng Zhijing, "Meng Gongzi, Yuan Zhi was also excited for a while, and he couldn't help but talk more, he just wanted to share it with Mr. and Meng Gongzi, hehe, without him, share and share." ”

"Strict, less roundabouts, what the hell is going on?" Gong lost Nianhuai and hated the root of his teeth, how could he sell Guanzi like this, it was purely to buy people's lives.

"Yes, Yuan Zhi and the craftsmen have already made a course, and after trying it, it is very ideal." Yan Shi didn't dare to play tricks in front of Gong Nian Huai, obediently like a big fat child, straightened up, and replied respectfully.

"What!? Bang Dang! Gong Yi Nianhuai and Meng Zhijing pressed the catapult chair on their buttocks, and stood up with a bang, and Meng Zhijing also took the chair crookedly.

"What are you going to say?" Gong Nianhuai's eyes were about to pop out, which was even more maddening than not doing anything. Eight or nine hours, from scratch, and all the guns were tested, and the effect was still very ideal, how against the sky.

To say that in the future generations, the industrial categories are complete, and the technology is high, medium and low, and it is not shocking to say that a cannon was made from scratch.

What era is this? Song Dynasty! The handicraft industry was developed, and it was already unique in the world at that time, and it was proud of the world.

But it should be noted that it is a handicraft industry, and there is a hand word before the industry, that is, the industry of this era is mainly handmade, and the efficiency cannot be talked about. To make a new gadget, the tools available are limited, and most of the work still needs to be done by hand.

Due to the lack of precision tools and large tools, it involves precision and large things, and you want to make them? Don't even think about it.

Why is it that many utensils in ancient times, from houses to combs, from bows to crossbows, were made of wood, that is, the processing was simple, and there were saws and planers that almost survived. The simplicity of the tools and the simplicity of processing and manufacturing made it possible to make utensils using wood on a large scale.

But once the crafting material jumps from wood to steel, it's not just the crafting material that changes, but along with that change, the crafting tools also change accordingly.

Take the barrel of this mortar as an example, if you make it of wood, find a thick piece of wood, dig a hole in the middle, and polish it smooth.

But to make it with iron, whether cast or rolled, it is obviously not possible to take the carpenter's set of tools, and the hammer and anvil of an ordinary blacksmith are not enough.

Gongyi Nianhuai does not believe that there is 3D printing technology in this era, nor does he believe that there is already seamless steel pipes, let alone CNC machine tools.

Without the help of these tools, how could Yan Shi have made a mortar barrel overnight?

Looking at it strictly, what is this for? Two sturdy young men, one left and one right, encircled him in the middle, their eyes glowing crimson as if they had just eaten the flesh of a dead child, and their knuckles rattled as they were grasped. It's pretty scary.

"Sir, Meng Gongzi, please sit down, Rong Yuanzhi will be on one by one." Yan Shi stood up, stretched out his hands, motioned for the two to sit down, if he has something to say, he will suppress it with his identity and body, and the gentleman will not do it.

"Say anything, don't lead the way." Meng Zhijing really wanted to make a potsticker on Yan Shi's face, this kid hates people too much, can you tell the result first. Oh, Yan Shi has already said the result, so let's talk about why the cannon was made so quickly, well, it seems that Yan Shi is talking. Then what are you anxious about when you lose Nian Huai with your father?

"Oh, sir?" Yan Shi can not look at Meng Zhijing's face, the face of the public loss of Nianhuai must be given, and he has to rely on this little gentleman to soar in the second half of his life.

Gong Nianhuai exhaled angrily and looked up at the courtyard, where it was still drizzling and drifting with rain and mist. Oh, it's rain and fog! The rain was light.

"Strict, what do you want to do, say it, don't go around in circles." Gong Nian Huai glanced at him fiercely, as soon as he finished breakfast, he was made autonomic by this half-old boy, and if he had an irregularity in gastrointestinal secretion, it would be a big loss.

"Yuan Zhi would like to invite Mr. to come to the institute for on-site guidance." Yan Shi's face was religious, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

"Smack!" Meng Zhijing slapped the table and took a long breath, "Hey, you are strict, I said it earlier, we are all on the road now." ”

"What, Meng Gongzi has time today?" Yan Shi looked at Meng Zhijing blankly, and his eyes were clearly saying that I came to invite my husband, which green onion are you, and where to stay cool.

"Uh---, oh, haha, isn't it raining today, besides, I have always been responsible for the safety of your husband, and I will protect wherever I go to Nianhuai." In order to be able to go to the courtyard to see the cannon, Meng Zhijing didn't want his face to be made, and he still had a heartbeat.

Yan Shi walked around, but he didn't see Zhang Yan in the house, Zhang Yan belonged to a mouse, and he found a place to hide himself at the first opportunity.

"What's the matter, it's inconvenient? I remember you were still the deputy leader, what did your immediate boss say? "Gong Yi Nianhuai's words are too straightforward, and there is Meng Zhijing standing next to him.

"Hehe, Mr. doesn't know, although Yuan Zhi is the deputy leader, but all matters in the courtyard are in charge of Yuan Zhi." Yan Shi's face was slightly red.

"Oh, that's right. So your boss trusts you. Gong Yi Nianhuai nodded, although such a relationship between superiors and subordinates is not absent, but it is still relatively rare to have a big sausage like this.

"Hey, it's not that the head trusts Yuan Zhi, it's because Cui Zuotou hasn't been to the hospital for more than three years." Yan Shi was a little nervous when he said this.

"Then congratulations to Yan Zuotou, once the three-year term is up, if there is a mortar to help, it is not impossible to be the head of the capital." Meng Zhijing slapped Yan Shi on the body, "When Qingyuan visits Jiangling Mansion, Yan Zuotou should not be closed." ”

Yan Shiming knew that Meng Zhijing was making a fuss about this, but his eyes still lit up, as if what Meng Zhijing was talking about was not a prospect but a fact that had been reached.

The word fame and fortune can be seen through the ages.

"Okay, let's talk about it when we see the cannon, we haven't done anything yet, so I'm starting to think about how to divide the spoils." Gong Nian Huai couldn't see this, his throat was like a green-headed fly, he couldn't go up and down, uncomfortable and nauseous.

"Yes, sir, of course the big head is sir's, Yuan Zhi takes the small head, takes the small head." At this time, Yan Shi is very similar to the two devils, and if he nods his head and bows again, it is even more like.

"Phew!" Gong Yi Nianhuai took a sip, "Brother Meng, you think so too?" Or do you take it for granted? ”

"Hey, hey, Nianhuai, less pretending to be high. Yan Zuotou's words were more straightforward, and the reason is still this reason. Paid for something in return. This is the same as going to Nanyang for business. "Meng Zhijing is more energetic than strict, and he is more straightforward.

"Oh, that's right. Nian Huai was taught. Gong Yi Nianhuai waved his hand, "Go his mother, since it is a transaction, it will be a big ticket." ”

Gong Nian Huai was not the first, and stepped on the water splash and took the lead in the courtyard. The rain and mist surrounded Gong Nian Huai in an instant, and he felt a cool feeling on his face, but instead of extinguishing the flame in Gong Nian Huai's chest, it was like adding water to coal, burning even more fiercely.

It seems that the conscription system has affected not only ordinary soldiers, but also nearly two hundred and seventy years of immersion, no, it should be said that since the secession of feudal towns in the middle and late Tang Dynasty, the conscription system has become the mainstream, and the concept of eating food and serving as a soldier has penetrated into the soul of everyone in the Great Song Dynasty.

Eating food to be a soldier, eating food first, being a soldier last, that is to say, the purpose of being a soldier is to eat food. Maybe he went to the army in the beginning to survive. It can also be seen from this that in the middle and late Tang Dynasty, it was very difficult for people to survive.

If you don't want to be a soldier, you have to have a lot of strength to protect yourself. If you can't protect yourself, you can entrust it to others, first protect the powerful, and then the powerful will accumulate more people to protect yourself.

In this way, warlords are inevitable. Because everyone only thinks about themselves, and they don't have anything to eat, so they go to rob others, of course, if you rob me today, you have to guard against me from robbing you tomorrow.

Why fight? Fight for yourself to stay alive and fight for not to go hungry. Whoever is strong will take refuge in whomever it is, a matter of course in troubled times. Loyalty? What is loyalty, a few copper plates and a pound, can you fill your stomach?

In the eyes of Gong Nian Huai, who is Meng Hui? A national hero in the annals of history, compared with Yue Fei, his exploits are not inferior.

It is said that such a person should not eat the fireworks of the world, there is no seven emotions and six desires, there is no intrigue, and he is flawless in his private morality, and he is not stained by the sludge, and he is a model for all generations.

But it should be like this, Meng Heng, the eldest son of Meng Puyu, Meng Zhijing's classmate, the pursuit of fame and fortune can be so naked ~ naked ~ naked, undisguised, even if the public loses Nian Huai to share the spoils, he still does not think it is resentful, he is willing to accept it, and accepts it calmly.

This somewhat subverts the three views of the public and the Huai.

"Sir, walk slowly and put on your robe." Yan Shi chased after him from behind with a coat, and there was a chill in his heart, this is rain and fog, drizzle, do you need to wear a hat and a hat?

Besides, I am a fourteen or fifteen-year-old half-year-old, how old are you, are you in your thirties, do you need to provide for this little gentleman like your ancestors?

Oh, it's okay if you treat Gong Yi Nianhuai as his own son. It is entirely possible for a man in his thirties to have a son who is fourteen or fifteen years old.

Gong Nian Huai did not stop at all, crossed the road, turned to the corridor, and came to the front yard.

"Lost son!" Zhang Yan is standing downstairs in the front yard and looking into the yard!

Hey, this kid is really good at hiding out!