Emperor Chongzhen returned to the harem, washed up early, refused Empress Zhou's request to sleep, and asked Wang Chengen to arrange for someone to stand guard outside the door, and then returned to his room and prepared to sleep. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info or about to go back to his store, pressed Lockox XVII to the head of the bed.

Although he knew that no one could assassinate him in the palace, Emperor Chongzhen still felt safe doing so.

After falling asleep, Emperor Chongzhen opened his eyes again and saw that he had once again appeared in the store.

Looking around, it was no different from the last time he left, and hit a hatche, Emperor Chongzhen sat at the counter in a daze, thinking about his own affairs, there were too many things to do.

"The boss isn't there?" Someone outside the door suddenly pushed open the door, and it was actually Huaxia.

As soon as Emperor Chongzhen looked up, he found that it was actually an old man in his fifties, who knew the Chinese people at a glance, his face was very kind, and he was looking at Emperor Chongzhen and smiling.

Looking out through the glass of the store, Emperor Chongzhen found that there were several cars parked outside, which looked very luxurious. Several people have stood at the door, and it can be seen that the old man's origin is not simple, but his bodyguards are all left outside, which makes Emperor Chongzhen very surprised.

"Welcome, old gentleman!" Emperor Chongzhen greeted the old man with a smile.

"I heard that the boss has a lot of good things here, I don't know if there are any good things in our Huaxia!" The old man raised his head and looked at Emperor Chongzhen with a bright look.

Smiling slightly, Emperor Chongzhen said with a smile: "The Chinese people who do antique business, if they don't have a few good things on the shelves, they can't say it!" ”

The old man was also interested, and said with a smile: "The boss said this is atmospheric, but the old man is only interested in good things, and I hope the boss will not disappoint my old man." ”

Emperor Chongzhen didn't speak, took something from under the counter and put it on the table, made a gesture to the old man, and said with a smile: "This thing is a good thing, I don't know what the old gentleman thinks?" ”

The old man was noncommittal to Emperor Chongzhen's words, but his eyes fell on the things that Emperor Chongzhen took out, and he never looked away.

It was a pale cyan porcelain bowl, which looked quaint and atmospheric, with a little fine lines on it, which looked more historical. The old man reached out and picked up the porcelain bowl on the table, groping lightly with his hand, and his body trembled a little.

Turning the porcelain bowl over and looking at the logo at the bottom of the bowl, the old man raised his head in disbelief: "Really? ”

Emperor Chongzhen smiled: "Old man, is this a layman?" Looking at the temperament of the old gentleman, the immersion time in this industry is not short, right? ”

After listening to Emperor Chongzhen's words, the old man paused, and then said with a wry smile: "I'm so excited, I didn't expect the boss to have such a good thing here, don't blame the boss, don't blame the boss!" After looking at it again and again, the old man said, "Boss, I need to find a few people to help me palm my eyes, no problem, right?" ”

Waving his hand, Emperor Chongzhen said indifferently: "Of course, this is the power of the old gentleman!" ”

The old man reluctantly put the porcelain bowl back on the counter, took out a business card from his arms and handed it to Emperor Chongzhen: "Boss, this is my business card, if someone takes a fancy to this bowl, be sure to call the money!" ”

Taking the gilded business card, Emperor Chongzhen smiled slightly, nodded and said, "No problem!" ”

The old man walked towards the door, seemed to be in a hurry, but looked back at the porcelain bowl from time to time, and finally gritted his teeth and left quickly.

Emperor Chongzhen smiled slightly, this thing was brought by himself from Daming, and after taking it out, it was really extraordinary, and it could be seen from the old man's reaction. I hope that the good things of the Daming Palace can be exchanged for enough benefits for me, so that I can do a good job as soon as possible.

Putting away the porcelain bowl, Emperor Chongzhen glanced at the old man's business card, which had only one name and a phone number on it.

"Lai Yongfu?" Emperor Chongzhen repeated the name and smiled lightly: "Lai? ”

Emperor Chongzhen is not in the mood to care about this, what he wants to find now is Hunter, I don't know how Hunter's affairs have been done in the past few days. Because of the signing of the contract between gods and ghosts, Emperor Chongzhen called Hunter directly in his brain.

Soon, Hunter showed up in front of the store in a dilapidated vintage car.

With a big hat covering his face and a sticky beard, Emperor Chongzhen looked at Hunter in disguise, waved his hand and said, "Find a place to do it yourself, how about what you do?" ”

"Boss, things aren't going very well!" Hunter was a little embarrassed, it was really a little less money, and it was really difficult to find a well-trained hire team for half a million dollars, which made Hunter a little helpless.

Emperor Chongzhen nodded, he also knew that there was no way to do it, and it seemed that he could only wait for other businesses to be done.

"A new mission for you, find me a grab, Ferguson rifle, have you heard of it?" Emperor Chongzhen looked at Hunter and asked directly.

The Ferguson rifle, a breech-loading flintlock pistol that can be used in actual combat in the real sense, Emperor Chongzhen is ready to go back to copy and study. For Emperor Chongzhen, replication research was crucial. With his current ability, he can't bring back a batch of AK47 himself.

"Almost killed Washington's rifle?" Hunter shrugged his shoulders, stared at the big eyes, and said, "Are you sure you're not kidding?" ”

Hearing Hunter mention Washington, Emperor Chongzhen knew that Hunter was not wrong, and that he was talking about this kind of gun.

The man who invented the gun was named Patrick Ferguson, and was an English gunsmith with a Scottish voice. He patented his invention of the breech-loading rapid-fire rifle, but failed to convince his superiors about the rifle's value in the American Revolutionary War.

He was also a good sniper, but what really made him famous was his "unfired shot".

During the American Revolutionary War, Ferguson was a captain sniper in the British Army, using an old-fashioned smoothbore flintstone gun with an effective kill range of 73 meters. U.S. snipers, on the other hand, use Kentucky rifles, which have an effective range of 180 meters.

The most lethal thing is that the flint gun is a breech-loading ammunition, which is slow to reload and cannot be reloaded in a lying position, which is very easy to expose the target. The difference in equipment puts Ferguson at a constant disadvantage in the confrontation with American snipers. In one battle, Ferguson, in the advantageous position of finding the target before his opponent, did not hit the enemy because the range of his weapon was not reached, but was wounded by the opponent because he opened fire to expose himself.

After recovering from his wounds, Ferguson learned from his wounds and decided to develop his own rifle with a breech-loading rifle with a range of more than 180 meters. His idea drew unanimous ridicule, as many professional gunsmiths had tried to design breech-loading rifles before him, but they were unsuccessful, either because they burned the shooter easily or because there was too much gunpowder residue after the shot to interfere with the next shot.

Ferguson was a complete gunsmith and no one believed he could succeed, but the resolute and talented Ferguson did not back down. Years of experience with guns have given him a more accurate idea of what kind of weapons are really needed on the battlefield.

After painstaking research and development, he finally created the "Ferguson" rifle that would later bear his name. This rifle is a true rear-loading rifle with an effective range of more than 180 meters, and can reload and fire 6 to 8 times in a minute, while the average smoothbore gun can only perform 3 such operations per minute.

However, Ferguson's rifle did not attract the attention of the top brass of the British army. In order to market the weapons of his own design, Ferguson often held his rifle and performed shooting shows on various occasions.

In 1776, Ferguson demonstrated his new gun to the British military hierarchy at the Woolwich Arsenal in England. Ferguson shot a cow in the eye 91 meters away with his gun. The superb shooting technology and the excellent performance of the new gun shocked the British army's top brass. They decided on the spot to produce 100 Ferguson rifles at once, and promoted Ferguson to major with the exception of appointing him to form and command a special unit using Ferguson rifles.

Ferguson and his special forces were soon sent to the Americas, where they were tasked with shooting and killing senior U.S. officers. The Fergusons were active like ghosts in the American theater. Their unpredictable whereabouts and accurate and ruthless shooting caused panic among the U.S. soldiers, and their presence meant death for the U.S. soldiers.

What Emperor Chongzhen wanted was one of the hundred rifles, or even a few, because they were made by hand.

Although the current technology is easy to imitate, it is different from the past, and they are made with the current technology. Even if he really found someone to imitate it originally, Emperor Chongzhen didn't feel that there would be that kind of real gun.

As for the unfired shot, Emperor Chongzhen also knew that it was 1777, when the Battle of Gmanton, near Germantown, Pennsylvania, began, and Ferguson and his special forces were surrounded by American troops, but Ferguson commanded the battle. Taking advantage of the structural advantages of the breech loading of the Ferguson rifle, he ordered his troops to adopt a new tactic of shooting from a lying position. As a result, they calmly broke through without a single casualty.

After the breakout, Ferguson saw an American officer turn away on horseback, and he recognized that man as George Washington. He took aim quickly, and the other end of the crosshair and the gap pointed at the back of Washington's head. He adjusted his breathing and smoothly pre-pressed the trigger.

Washington did not realize that death was imminent and continued to ride away, at this time Washington was only 114 meters away from Ferguson, which was completely within the effective range of Ferguson's rifle. Ferguson knew that when a gun fires, a man will fall. But at this very moment, Ferguson suddenly put away his gun and got up, ordered the troops to retreat, and he gave up an opportunity to change history.

Ironically, Ferguson was killed by U.S. Kentucky riflemen at a distance of 411 meters at the Battle of Kings Hill on August 7, 1780. After his death, his special forces surrendered to the American army.

"I need you to get me this gun!" Emperor Chongzhen looked at Hunter and said in an unusually firm tone.

Hunt was a little embarrassed, this kind of gun is very rare, mostly in museums, and very few in private hands.