The aesthetic standards of this era are more special, and the aristocracy prefers the kind of flowery ornamentation, which can force the dense phobia to death, even better. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As a result, the lower classes also learned the same, and the upper and lower levels became pattern control. The more expensive things are, the more they have to make up for the dense patterns, otherwise they will feel uncomfortable and feel particularly bad to use!

Just like buying a car in later generations, if you dare to replace the shell of BMW Mercedes-Benz with the old Poussin, then wait for a six-fold discount!

Brother Long is very attentive to helping the kobold toss. But his own eyes are high, and he can only copy others. In the end, after thinking about it, I decided to go to Grandpa Mao in my pocket......

Because the main body of the cannon had actually been built, and the appearance was basically a bare plate, the kobold had to burn some pieces of iron, hit the cannon body with a hammer again, and then use a tool of higher hardness to carve it after cooling.

A clanging sound rang out all morning, and then the first sample was released.

Everyone gathered in a circle to see the 'kind face of a smiling leader' on the cannon, and they were all sweating profusely and their eyes were straight......

Brother Long was also afraid: "Why are your craftsmanship so poor? This face is too distorted! Chairman, I didn't do it, Liu Jingtian forced me, I swear to the lamp!"

If you don't say it, destroy it with a file as soon as possible!

If you continue to do it, you will be directly destroyed by the will of the great universe!

After that, I tried to carve some geometric patterns, which was much easier, just find some patterns to draw, and then everyone chiseled a little bit. But after a while, there are a few new problems:

A doghead has little manpower and the pattern is too shallow.

Second, the order is too large, and the speed of engraving cannot even keep up with the speed of making artillery.

Brother Long had a headache: "The captain has always refused to let me lead the troops independently, and he treated me as a child at all...... Now I finally have a heavy task entrusted to me, and if I mess up, won't I have no power at all in the future? I still want to bring 100,000 armor to destroy the world! No, I must find a way to ......."

It turns out that there is no problem that money can't solve!

If there is, it must be that you don't have enough money!

The next day, Brother Long grabbed a large handful of steel hammers and ran to the foundry with a shout: "My illness is cured!"

In his hand, he held a large handful of steel hammers such as one yuan and five angles.

The new solution came out, and the kobold directly used these steel hammers as templates, began to pour the film, poured out a large pile of 'pig iron steel hammers', and then heated them up again, and began to knock them on the cannon, and the speed was greatly increased. Later, some new inventions were made, such as copper coin-shaped, hexagonal, shell-shaped, and so on.

Liu Jingtian, who is separated by a wall, is concentrating on scientific research with a group of old craftsmen on the 'metal thermometer'. I didn't pay attention to Brother Long's nonsense.

Liu Jingtian has a special physique, and can often work for more than ten days and sleep for a week. Under his leadership, they stayed up all night and tossed without sleep for more than ten days, and both teams began to produce results!

Not only was this epoch-making tool finally finalized, but the experiment of 'malleable annealing of white iron' was also successful, and the pig iron after the experiment had a gray section and greatly improved toughness.

Although the scale values are all estimated, not so accurate, but as long as the error within 100 degrees is guaranteed, the heat treatment is eighty percent certain, if the error can be controlled to within 20 degrees, firing blue and white porcelain and the like, are also trivial!

Someone breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that in the future, you can use lighter iron cannons, you might as well do this - your own cannons are all made of gray iron, and the structure adopts a three-layer inlay structure, and the performance can greatly reduce the weight in the case of suppressing the enemy!"

"Foreign trade can't be stopped, but we only sell monkey versions to them. You might as well use gray iron inside to prolong your life, and use white iron outside, anyway, as long as it is more reliable than the iron cannon they have made out themselves, they will definitely not worry about selling!"

Someone began to imagine the future: "In the future, the technology tree can be climbed like this: the next step is the original breech gun, which can be used until the century! The second step is to add a muzzle brake and rifling to the cannon, which is a proper 19th century level! Finally, there is a steel barrel and a stationing and retreating device, such a cannon is already a proper World War I level!"

Looking at the dogheads under his hands, who had mastered the annealing process, and Brother Long next door was also in full swing in 'embroidery', Liu Jingtian yawned and went back to sleep in the dungeon.

At the same time, Agadir is dozens of kilometers to the east, along the banks of the Sousse River, and there is a continuous green patch. In the dry climate of North Africa, the Sousse River resembles a small Nile.

The kobolds are all underground houses, and their power stops within ten kilometers of Agadir, but the people around them have heard the legend of the 'demon', and they have also fled, and no one dares to stay downstream.

And along the Souss River all the way upstream, there is a place with abundant water and grass, and a place near the river is called Oluz. There are dozens of small villages scattered here, and a governor ruled the area, who is said to have been appointed by the great Pasha of Algiers.

Thousands of people have multiplied here, and although the rumors of the 'demon' have caused everyone to panic for a while, no one has paid attention to it for months.

In the last month, the people of Oluz have been most concerned about a tall man who has come here.

He looked like a serious veteran, with a long face pitted and always expressionless. There were also a dozen unsightly men, leading a caravan composed of dozens of donkeys and camels, and strangely stayed on this land.

To everyone's surprise, this man not only stayed, but also paid a large sum of money to buy a position as a tax collector from the governor!

Tax officer, it can be regarded as a special official position in this place. He was about the equivalent of a small aristocracy in Europe, but with a lower political status: they usually contracted the taxes of a few villages, paid them to the governor, and the rest was their own. In addition to maintaining good order, the tax collector also had to maintain a small army, and when the governor was recruited, he had to bring a few soldiers and cavalry to fight with the governor.

Of course, this place has not been fought for an unknown amount of time, and the 'soldiers' do not usually use it at all, except for the usual time when the robbers attack, and quickly close the city gates.

In short, this strange-speaking guy suddenly became the new master of a group of villagers, known only as Qalwangi Hassan.

Hassan looks a bit dumbfounded, but he is actually a smart and studious person. In fact, a few months ago, he didn't even know a word of the local dialect.

He didn't care about taxes or anything, he left it to a subordinate named Ali Baba, and usually stayed at home and was busy with other things.

Ali Baba was a slippery coward who never collected enough money, and Hassan glared at him a few times before paying the governor out of his own pocket.

In short, a strange person.