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Chapter 20: The Teacher Died Early

Sometimes, there are too many roads, which is not necessarily a good thing! Zhu Dapeng's soul in the 21st century has read many overhead novels, but it is difficult to choose the object of imitation. However, with the report of Elder Su Changshi, this problem was immediately solved.

"Governor, Governor, the price of pig iron has risen again!" The old guy's face was blue and black, and he was as angry as if someone had robbed him of the coffin. "The day before yesterday, it was 80 wen a catty, and today it will be 100 wen. According to the estimation of Blacksmith Sun of our battalion, this posture will rise in a few days! ”

"How much? A hundred texts?! When Zhu Dapeng heard this, he was immediately taken aback. The time for the fusion of the two souls is not short, and the "human spirits" like Mr. Su and Sun Thirty-one standing next to him are no longer the rookies when they crossed. As far as he knew, although the paper money of the Great Yuan Dynasty could only be used to wipe the buttocks, the copper coins had always been strong among the people. Whether it was minted in the Great Song Dynasty, or artificially made by the Khitan and Jurchen, as long as the color and weight were sufficient, it would be secretly used as currency by the people. Although there is a shortage of soldiers at the moment, you can buy two buckets of rice in the market for a hundred copper coins. It was exchanged for pig iron, but it was just a small black bump, and the hawkers who secretly trafficked iron to Xuzhou City were really black-hearted!

"Why don't we secretly send a few people to the East Market at night?" Mr. Su looked respectful in front of Zhu Dapeng, but in his bones, he was by no means a good person. Seeing that his own governor was also so angry with the black-hearted vendors that his face changed, he quietly stepped forward half a step forward and made a gesture of slashing people in a dumb voice.

"Nonsense, who would dare to transport things to Xuzhou in the future?" Zhu Dapeng immediately glared at him fiercely and scolded loudly. "Don't say it again, and don't do it behind my back. If the chief manager finds out, no one can protect you! ”

"Yes! Alas! After thinking about the various measures to reassure the people after Sesame Li entered the city, Mr. Su finally stopped his thoughts of killing people and robbing money. This is a rule-breaking, and it's really a bastard. Lao Tzu used to be a little archer, and he could grab things casually. Now that they have become the history of the Left Army, they have to pay for things to buy! I knew this, what kind of rebellion did I follow you sesame plum? It's so confusing.

"Do you see if there is anything else in the house that can be sold for a price, if there is, take it and buy it!" Zhu Dapeng thought about it and continued to command.

"Yes! Alas! Mr. Su agreed while continuing to sigh. Other people's housekeepers are desperately trying to get money back for the head of the house, but their own housekeeper is the one. It's only been a few days, and in order to raise those big-bellied ghosts of the Left Army, more than a dozen pieces of calligraphy and painting antiques have been "thrown" out. And so far I haven't been able to smash even a blister.

"If we lose the battle, that thing will stay in the mansion, and in the end, it will be copied by others. It's better to sell it now! Knowing that the old guy was also for his own good, Zhu Dapeng thought about it again and explained in a low voice. If we can really get out, there are so many holes in the world, so many Daru flowers, you still can't copy a better one?! Now grit your teeth, sooner or later, we will get all the profits back! ”

"Hmmm! Now let's copy our own homes, and we will be able to copy other people's homes in the future! Mr. Su immediately turned his worries into joy, and excitedly shook his fist vigorously. Immediately, he lowered his voice a little, and the mosquito buzzed like a mosquito: "There is a subordinate Jianyì, I don't know if I should talk about it or not?" ”

"Say!" Although Zhu Dapeng refused to admonish, he never nodded and responded in a low voice because of his words.

Mr. Su looked around and continued to add in a low voice, "Iron is so expensive, why are you equipping the brothers with a Pu knife?!" If you have the iron to fight a simple knife, you can hit three spearheads. The spear shaft costs nothing. This wood is all over the mountains outside Xuzhou City, just cut down a tree, and you can break a dozen! ”

"It's that simple?" Zhu Dapeng's eyes lit up slightly, this time he didn't refuse his construction, but carefully asked about the detailed manufacturing process!

"It's so simple!" Mr. Su was greatly encouraged, and he didn't care about the fear of being stabbed in the back by the brothers, so he gestured with his fingers in the air, "Isn't it just stabbing someone anyway?" And don't be too delicate! Just smash out a pointed end and put it on a wooden pole. If you still want to save money, you don't even need a tether. The other end was smashed fine, and it was inserted directly into the wood! With this method, within half a month, I guarantee that our left army will have one! ”

"Ugh!" Zhu Dapeng hiccuped, thought for a while, and sighed gloomily. No matter how grand an ideal is, it needs to give way to reality. Although at the moment, he could not find a suitable spear instructor, nor did he know the specific details of the spear's right stabbing technique. But the price advantage of this spear made him have to nod!

Decades later, people in the Taiping era studied the history of the Red Turban Army, and they couldn't understand why there was a famous army of 100 battles, but more than 80% of the equipment was spears? The conclusions are bizarre and inconsistent. In desperation, I had to find Mr. Su, who was over 90 years old, to ask. The old gentleman, who has blushed only a handful of times in his life, is rarely red again, and hesitates for a long time before saying two words in a gnat-like voice: "Cheap!" ”

"Cheap, definitely affordable", this is the most direct answer to the spear as a weapon of choice. Immediately, the two made a decision. In the future, the left army only built its own spears, and never made any swords. But in private, Zhu Dapeng paid out of his own pocket and quietly put firearms research on the agenda.

As a soul traveler, even if he lacks historical knowledge, he also knows that hot weapons are the mainstream after hundreds of years, and no matter how refined his martial arts are, he can't compare to a bullet from a rifle. So no matter what, you have to take half a step ahead, even if you lose the entire Zuodu Governor's Mansion, you don't hesitate!

And according to the historical knowledge remaining in his mind, the place where the surname Wu is located in the early Ming Dynasty and the end of the Yuan Dynasty where he is located seems to be many years apart. In this way, the technical level of the two should also be very close. The surname Wu made a custom flint gun like a play, no matter how bad his level is surnamed Zhu, it should be too much to get an arquebus out in theory, right? !

With the idea of giving it a try, he began to organize his blacksmiths to tackle arquebus manufacturing. As a result, the reality is always more skinny than the ideal, and when I really started to do it, I realized that the gap between the two was simply a heaven and an underground.

One of the most critical technologies in building an arquebus is the barrel. The easiest way to make a gun barrel is to first make a wrought iron rod and then drill it little by little with a diamond! However, how to ensure that the thickness of the iron rod is uniform, how to ensure that the drilling hole is straight and smooth, and the width of the front and back is the same, but at least it involves three knowledge: physics, metal technology and geometric measurement. It's a pity that none of these three items belong to the mastery range of the otaku Zhu Dapeng in the previous life.

"The physics teacher died so early!" Holding his hot head, Zhu Dapeng lay in the newly built barracks, in pain. I knew that I needed to make firearms, so I said that I would also study high school physics classes well. And metalwork in the first year of college, solid geometry in the second year of high school, oh my God, how did these teachers die young?!

Almost every night after that, there would be one or two strange laments or two from the camp. Or the physics teacher died, or the geometry teacher died, or the chemistry teacher died, or the metal materials teacher died. But the one who died the most was the history teacher. Zhu Dapeng couldn't even dream of cursing him a few times, snoring and shouting his name.

"This, history should be history." One night at the end of November, Shi Zhaojun, the commander of the Xuzhou army, rubbed his temples, and felt a burst of darkness in front of him. "Physics should be the object. What is chemistry? As for metal materials, can iron striking also become a science of its own? Did you hear that right? That's what he said! ”

"Yes! Absolutely! We've heard it more than once! Two middle-aged men dressed in black responded cautiously. They were all Zhao Jun's eyes that Zhao Jun used to divide the troops to give the left army an opportunity to place beside Zhu Dapeng. One of them was also mixed in with the pro-soldiers. However, the information they took the risk to collect back made Zhao Junyong find nothing but a headache.

"How is this possible!" Zhao Jun gently bumped his head against the wall to keep his thoughts flowing. "Ordinary people, if you ask a private school teacher to enlighten your child, you have to save money for seven or eight years. And that Zhu Eighty-one is just a pig killer, where did he get so much money, and he can actually afford to invite seven or eight gentlemen to teach at the same time?! ”

"He, he seems to have a sister who married the inspector as a concubine in the fifth room!" couldn't bear to see Zhao Changshi thinking so hard, the slightly taller eyeliner hesitated for a moment and reminded in a low voice.

"Ridiculous! Which big family have you ever seen spend money on the concubine's brother? Zhao Junyong immediately glared at this person fiercely and refuted loudly. Even with the idea of cultivating young people to be used by the family in the future, they would not invite so many teachers to teach him secretly at the same time! And this guy is so hard that he has killed his teachers one after another! No way, it's absolutely impossible! How can there be such a grotesque thing in the world, and they are all born in the same person?! ”

For the overall safety of the Xuzhou army, and also to avenge the humiliation he was taken on the day he entered the city. He has never given up monitoring Zhu Dapeng. However, the more closely he monitored the news sent back, the more he was surprised and inexplicable. That boy who kills pigs for a living is actually literate! Will actually settle accounts! I actually know how to train soldiers! knows how to buy people's hearts and minds, so that the corporal under his command will die for him! In addition, the three-level training program of personal soldiers, combat soldiers, and auxiliary soldiers that this guy has indiscriminately made out even admires him, a Confucian who has studied hard for many years. If it weren't for the estrangement between the two sides, Zhao Junyong would even want to come to the door in person to ask, which of Zhu Eightyyi's closed disciples of the hidden sage, what is the reason for coming to Xuzhou? ! However, looking through the entire Great Yuan Dynasty, there is no one who can teach such an outstanding disciple!

"Could it be that he is really possessed by Maitreya, and he has opened his mind with the wonderful method of Buddhism?!" The only explanation, and the most plausible explanation, is the legend of Maitreya bending down. According to the current interpretation of the integration of the three religions, His Holiness Maitreya is a disciple of the Lord of the Great Light, who is well versed in the past, the future, and all the knowledge in the world. Using Maitreya's possession to explain Zhu Eighty-one's profundity can be explained. But Zhao Junyong didn't want to believe this explanation, so many people ate fasting and worshipping Buddha all their lives, but they didn't get the favor of Venerable Maitreya. He Zhu eighty-one days in the white knife in, red knife out, killing countless evils, how could he be selected by the Venerable Maitreya as the Venerable Venerable's stand-in in the world?

"Aside from training and finding someone to drill holes in the iron bar, what else has he been doing lately?" The more he didn't understand, the more curious Zhao Junyong became, and the more he refused to let go of all the clues around Zhu Bayi.

"He, he's been collecting brimstone and nitrate like crazy lately? But those two things are only sold in pharmacies in the city. And the inventory is very small! He spent double the price to buy a little more than three catties of each! "The eyeliner that entered the pro-soldier team was very dedicated, and I didn't even think about it, so I reported it in a low voice.

"Brimstone and saltpeter, what is he doing with that?!" Zhao Junyong was slightly stunned when he heard this, and asked casually.

"It's like some kind of gunpowder. But it may also be that the gunpowder is just to hide people's eyes. As far as his subordinates know, he didn't prepare any of the things such as arsenic, croton, horsetail, and tung oil! Eyeliner thought for a moment and responded in a low voice. (Note 1)

"Don't use arsenic, croton, and horsetail, what else can his gunpowder do? Do you want to make a noise to scare the horses? But our Xuzhou side of the rivers is crisscrossed, how can there be a large force of cavalry? Zhao Changshi's head hurt more and more, and he hit the wall with his forehead again.

Gunpowder is not a rare thing! There are also arsenals in Xuzhou City, which the Mongols have been using in the army for many years, and they have very systematic methods of casting and corresponding weapons. However, no matter which type of weapon it is, the effect of intimidation is greater than that of actual combat. The effect on horses is also stronger than that of infantry.

If the weather and terrain are right, the use of toxic fillers in gunpowder, such as arsenic, croton, and cocos, may also create toxic smoke to demoralize the enemy. But it will be all in the right place and time. So far, Zhao Junyong has never heard of who has really let the poisonous smoke play a key role in defeating the enemy.

There was no war horse for him to frighten, no poison added to the gunpowder, what effect could the gunpowder do with a loud "bang" and an attack distance of less than twenty paces? This Zhu Eighty-one, since he is so knowledgeable that he is almost omniscient and omnipotent, how can he not even understand the common sense of using gunpowder?!

"Changshi, there is a sentence among my subordinates, I don't know if I should say it or not?" Seeing that Zhao Junyong had been silent for a long time, the eyeliner who had entered the ranks of the pro-soldiers raised his head and asked cautiously.

"Say? Whatever you ask, as long as it doesn't go out of line, I can agree! Zhao Jun glanced at this person and pretended to be very generous.

"Subordinate, subordinate ordered to monitor, and Zhu Dudu has been monitored for two or three months. Subordinate, subordinate thinks that although this person is a little arrogant, he may not really harbor any bad intentions for us! Eyeliner thought for a moment and replied.

Zhao Junyong immediately turned cold, and scolded in a low voice: "Your task is to keep an eye on him, not to tell me what to do!" How do you know he's not malicious to us? If he had malicious intentions, would he put it on the door of his head?! ”

"Lord Changshi is angry, Lord Changshi is angry!" Eyeliner quickly kowtowed twice and explained in a low voice, "The subordinates don't want to interfere with Changshi's decision. Subordinate, subordinate just feel. Although Zhu Eighty-one usually eats and lives with his brothers, he may not think of himself as one of us. He's, he's like, like an out-of-this-world."

Secretly glanced at Zhao Junyong's face, he didn't dare to use the word "outsider", so he changed his expression and continued to add, "It's like a person who is outside the world." At most, I can't stand watching the excitement anymore, and I want to pull a bias. However, I never thought about standing on one of them! ”

Note 1: The gunpowder formula of the Yuan Dynasty was inherited from the Song Dynasty, and the improvement was very small, far from reaching the optimal ratio. The usual ratio is 50% nitrate, 20% sulfur, 20% charcoal, and the others are all kinds of pungent, smoke and toxic additives. Croton, arsenic, etc.

Note: Raided, raided, Mr. Su waved his fist. VIPs, flowers, and chapters were all taken out.