Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Core Technology of the Creator
When I called before, the bigwigs of the think tank told Zhu Ping that every time he recruited people, he had to stand up.
In this way, the morale of the army will be stabilized.
Originally, Zhu Ping still muttered in his heart, saying that he wanted to stabilize the morale of the army, but he didn't tell me how to find Liwei's target, nor did he tell me how to Liwei!
When he really formed a force and managed the soldiers, Zhu Ping realized that these worries were actually superfluous.
Liwei's goal is like a fly in a pit, one litter after another, and it can't be driven away.
At this time, he recalled how difficult it was to organize activities in the school before......
Nearly half of the people are late for activities that require punctuality, and the reason for being late is also very interesting.
For example, some people forget to bring their student ID, some people take someone else's student ID card to buy breakfast, some people queue for breakfast for a long time, some people eat too much breakfast to go running to lose weight, and some people break their feet when they run......
There are always many kinds of problems.
Of course, it is not very appropriate to make such an analogy, because a student is a student and a soldier is a soldier, and it cannot be compared together.
But from the manager's point of view, it's all the same.
This group of soldiers who have never been disciplined, have a variety of backgrounds, and have strange personalities, it is not too simple to pick out a little thorn and kill Liwei.
No way! You can't always think about killing, although this kind of behavior is fine, but it's easy to have mental problems if you kill too much...... Zhu Ping pinched his eyebrows.
Swipe your hand down.
At the same time, the long knife in the hand of the law enforcement team fell, and the person who called himself Qiao Ye, including his thug team, all fell to the ground.
Liwei is over!
The people on the training ground are obviously much more settled, and the stick is the easiest way to make a person obedient.
Of course, there will be turnips after the sticks, so everyone adds an egg to their set menu in the evening.
In fact, killing Qiao Ye's gang is not the ultimate goal, the ultimate goal is to make these little nobles frightened, and stay away from the Hall family army in advance when recruiting troops.
A prestige can save a lot of things.
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After finishing the affairs in the barracks, Zhu Ping took Na Da, Na Er, and Anji to the temporary craftsman shop next to the barracks.
Now that he has money, he will easily "maintain" the old craftsman and his junior apprentices.
The spears used by the soldiers were made by smelting the large iron gate of the Hall family into molten iron by the hands of old craftsmen, and pouring it into sand molds.
"The hands and feet are sharp, the quality of the pouring mold you made is too poor, look here, here, here, it's not mellow at all, how can I have such a spiritual apprentice like you."
The old craftsman stood on tiptoe, stuck out his neck, and pointed at the nose of the schoolboy Olena and roared.
Zhu Ping, who had just arrived here, saw this scene, smiled dumbly, and persuaded: "Mr. Hurt, don't be in such a hurry, teach students how to eat fat in one go." ”
"Oh...... My apprentice craftsman genius is here, why didn't you eat fat in one go, aren't you a clear example? When the old craftsman heard Zhu Ping's voice, his mood instantly changed from heavy rain to sunny.
He was disheartened and autistic for a while because he didn't draw a qualified spiritual pattern.
In the end, he succeeded in convincing himself that Zhu Ping was the legendary genius.
Because he remembered that his master once said that some geniuses he drew spiritual power patterns could not be lit by others, only by himself.
Two days ago, because the soldiers lacked weapons, Zhu Ping taught the old craftsmen the knowledge of "mold pouring".
After this incident.
The old craftsman gave himself a few big mouths, because he himself suspected that Zhu Ping was not a genius.
Could it have been possible to invent such an epoch-making casting method as sand mold pouring if it weren't for extremely creative people?
Hearing the praise of the old craftsman, Zhu Ping couldn't help but blush, and responded:
"Yes, okay, that's right! I invented it, and I'm a genius. ”
Zhu Ping finally realized the joy of returning to ancient times to copy books.
Before, because of the lack of culture, poetry themes were not popular here, so his "Ancient Road West Wind Thin Horse" and "Parking and Sitting in Love Fenglin Evening" could not be shown.
Now it's completely cool.
Can a reader copy a book be called copying? That is called borrowing, and that is called promoting excellent traditional culture.
The old craftsman came alive holding the thin arm of the sledgehammer and smiled at Zhu Ping: "That's right! My genius, the extraordinary armor you borrowed from me before......"
"Oh! Look at my brain...... Something I forgot to say.
When I told you about steel smelting before, there was a detail that I didn't talk about. Zhu Ping hurriedly interrupted the old craftsman's words, and then said very seriously:
"The reason why natural iron is not tough, after I found out, is actually because there are impurities in it, and the process of tempering is to eliminate the impurities......"
Then Zhu Ping Balabala, pulling the topic from "extraordinary armor" to the carbon content of iron...... What pig iron, high carbon rigidity, and the concept of low carbon steel were poured out by him.
made the old craftsman suddenly forget that he had lent Zhu Ping something before.
In fact, this world has the rudiments of chemistry because of magic, and because of the existence of extraordinary creations, there is also a basis for metal smelting.
The old craftsman who got the new knowledge forgot the details that he didn't have to care about for the time being, listened to Zhu Ping's narration, and recorded the knowledge points in the book like a primary school apprentice, extremely seriously.
"Mr. Hepburn, I need an extraordinary weapon here, I don't know if you can make it, the specific need is sharpness, and the edge needs to be extremely sharp."
"Absolutely! It's just that if you want to create an extraordinary weapon, you need the corresponding spiritual materials. ”
The old craftsman fully demonstrated the characteristics of "a family with an old man and a treasure", adding:
"The sharpness of the blade requires the metal to be hard enough, if you have the money, you can directly buy spiritual metal, polish it to be extremely sharp, and then carve more than ten spiritual formations.
With the foundation of spiritual metal, coupled with the blessing of the spiritual formation, it can be completely turned into a divine weapon......"
Zhu Ping heard the old craftsman's description and asked, "Then where is this spiritual metal sword sold?" How much money can you buy. ”
"Not much, if you make a broad-edged sword, fifty or sixty thousand gold coins!" The old craftsman said casually.
Hearing this exaggerated figure, Zhu Ping was dumbfounded: "Fifty or sixty thousand, where can I get so much money?" Is this for me to destroy the three nobles? ”
"Of course, it is difficult to make money in this poor and remote place, even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it, if you go to the central continent, there will be more opportunities." The old craftsman often flaunted his pride in being a central mainlander from time to time.
Anji on the side whispered: "What are you pretending to be, this old guy, you didn't come here to escape in the end!" ”
This sentence caused the old craftsman to blow his beard and stare at him.
Then the old guy shook his head as if he was showing off his knowledge, "Actually, there is another way." ”
"What a way!"
"Extraordinary metal is expensive, but extraordinary wood is cheap, and you can make a wooden sword out of extraordinary wood."
"Wooden sword?" Zhu Ping couldn't help but think of the scene of the children fighting.
When he encountered the kingdom general before, he had the idea of wanting a good weapon, if he had a good sword in his hand, how could he hurt the enemy by a thousand and lose himself by eight hundred.
It's like every old driver wants a good car with luxurious decorations, beautiful curves, and easy to drive.
If the car is just easy to drive and has an average appearance, it will also make people unconsciously lose the pleasure of fast cars.
Thinking of this, Zhu Ping couldn't help asking, "Can this wood be strong?" ”
"It's not a question of whether it's strong or not, as long as you carve the corresponding array on it, you can make it as hard as iron and as heavy as gold." The old craftsman smiled proudly.
Zhu Ping will introduce the creator's core technology one by one......