It seems that we will have to take some time to ponder the mechanics of the steam engine and try to draw a sketch.

Then let Fang Yizhi find a craftsman to build the concept of the first steam engine first.

As a time-traveler, Chongzhen knows very well the principles of steam engines, internal combustion engines and motors, but he can't remember the specific results. Even if you pay attention to it, you have long forgotten it.

Therefore, it took Chongzhen some time to figure out the mechanical structure of the steam engine.

Moreover, the mechanical structure may not be correct, and it may be very different from the real steam engine.

But it's nothing, as long as the steam engine can be started and the mechanical power is continuously output, as for the structural optimization or something, it can be slowly improved later.

Thinking of the steam engine, Chongzhen thought of Bu Mige again.

It's already the end of October, and it's almost two years, but Bu Mige hasn't come back yet? This unlucky bastard, shouldn't he have been shipwrecked and buried in the sea?

Things are so coincidental, Chongzhen is thinking about Bu Mige,

The crown prince Zhu Cihong led Bu Mige to the arsenal.

"Bumige, you're finally back?" Chongzhen said happily.

The heart said that this person is really careless, and as soon as I talked about you, you came to the door.

Bu Mige cried out loud: "Your Majesty the Emperor, Bu Mige almost can't see you." ”

"What do you mean?" Chongzhen was dumbfounded, "You shouldn't have really been shipwrecked, right?" ”

"Not really." "Those damned Ansa barbarians sank the merchant ship I was on, and if I hadn't been lucky enough to hold on to a barrel, I would have drowned. ”

"It's okay." Chongzhen suddenly thought of something again, and said hurriedly, "By the way, are those scientists you hired okay?" ”

"Alas, I was about to report this matter to His Majesty the Emperor." "A dozen scientists I hired from Lisbon at great expense have sunk into the Indian Ocean with the Queen. ”

"What, all dead?" Chongzhen's face darkened.

I've been waiting for nearly two years, and I ended up waiting for a fart, how do you say that?

Bu Mige hurriedly said: "But I still tried my best to collect some books on various disciplines from Goa, oh, and some publications, hoping to help His Majesty the Emperor a little." ”

After speaking, the two Hongyi came over with a box.

Bumig opened the box and saw that it was full of books.

And there are quite a few tomes, but they are all written in Latin.

Chongzhen casually picked up the thinnest book from Fengzi and couldn't understand it.

Bumig helped translate: "On the Conic Curve, a mathematical treatise widely circulated in Europe and Rome, by Brespasser. ”

"Pascal?" Chongzhen's heart moved.

It can't be the Pascal of the atmospheric pressure unit, right? That's a big deal.

Bu Mige said: "Your Majesty the Emperor, you have also heard of Blaish. Pascal? ”

Chongzhen hummed lightly and said, "I heard that Tang Ruowang mentioned it, it seems to be quite famous. ”

"That's pretty famous." "Pascal is the most promising genius of physics and mathematics that has emerged in Europa in the last fifty years, and even Descartes has great regard for him. ”

Descartes was very important? That's supposed to be the pressure unit, right.

If you can get this big bull to Daming, then the future of the Ming Academy of physics and mathematics will have a leader, coupled with his national support, it will not take 20 years, Daming's physics and mathematics can usher in a wave of rapid development, and steadily occupy the academic commanding heights of physics and mathematics.

Chongzhen immediately said: "Bu Mige, can you get this Pascal to Daming?" ”

"Huh? Bring Pascal to Daming? Bumig was stunned when he heard this, but quickly said, "Of course, of course, as long as Your Majesty the Emperor provides favorable conditions, not to mention Pascal, even Master Descartes can be found, but if you want to get a master like Pascal and Descartes, you need a lot of silver." ”

Hearing this, Chongzhen waved his hand and said, "Bu Mige, you say, how much silver do you need?" ”

"Maybe, maybe ......" Kamige stared at Chongzhen's eyes, as if judging Chongzhen's bottom line, but unfortunately the Tao was too shallow to see anything at all, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "It will take about 10,000 taels of silver." ”

"I'll give you 50,000!" Chongzhen waved his hand and said, "But you can't just Descartes and Pascal, you have to bring their laboratories, and even their colleagues and students, you tell Descartes and Pascal that as long as they come to work in Daming, I can provide them with the most favorable scientific research conditions." ”

"In addition to millions of taels of scientific research funding every year, there are also a large number of students who follow them to engage in scientific research."

"I want to set up two academies for the two of them, the Royal Academy of Mathematics and the Royal Academy of Physics, and recruit thousands of students from the entire empire every year."

"Oh God, oh my God!"

Bu Mige is already scared stupid, a million taels of silver a year for scientific research funds?

And to set up two colleges specifically for Descartes and Pascal? God, I heard you right, right?

God, is there really an emperor of an empire in this world who attaches so much importance to natural science?

"Bumig!" Chongzhen then promised Bu Mige, "As long as you can bring Descartes, Pascal, and their colleagues and students to Daming, I will give you another 50,000 taels of silver as a reward." ”

After a pause, Chongzhen continued: "And you are allowed to preach freely in Daming." ”

Of course, Chongzhen still wouldn't tell Bu Mige that the premise of free preaching was to reform the doctrine.

"Oh God, oh God, honorable wise and merciful Emperor, you are so forgiving, I cannot find the right words to praise your greatness." Bumige fell to his knees at Chongzhen's feet, eager to kiss his toes.

Chongzhen asked Gao Qiqian to find a pen and paper, wrote down an edict with a brush, and then handed the edict to Bu Mige: "Bu Mige, you take this edict of mine to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to get the silver, and return to Europa immediately after receiving the silver, but this time you can't go for two years like before, you have to rush back as soon as possible." ”

"Of course, that's of course." Bu Mig said again and again.

"I will ask the Governor of Macao to send a special fleet to escort me back to Europe."

"As soon as Descartes and Pascal are convinced, we will leave for our return, and we will likewise persuade His Majesty to use the fleets along the way to protect our fleet."

Bumig took his hand and hurried away.

It was not until this time that Zhu Cihong, Zhan Yangzhi, Gao Qiqian and others next to him came back to their senses.

Although he was full of questions and couldn't understand why Chongzhen attached so much importance to the two Hongyi, no one dared to ask more, and the saint naturally had his reasons for acting.

Chongzhen didn't tell them, because even if they did, they didn't understand.

Descartes and Pascal are not just two scientists, but mean the establishment of mathematical systems, physical systems, chemical systems and even Western philosophical systems.

But the Western philosophical system is forgotten.

Chongzhen only wanted the mathematical system, the physics system, and the chemical system.

As long as these three major systems are established, modern natural science may no longer make Europe specialize in the United States, and in the future, the development level of natural science in the Ming Dynasty will not be far ahead of Europe, and there should be no suspense about a draw.

After sending Bu Mig away, Chongzhen's attention returned to the production capacity of the flintlock pistol.

Chongzhen asked Zhan Yangzhi: "Zhan Weng, that means that the production of flintlock pistols is absolutely impossible to increase?" ”

"I can't help it." Zhan Yangzhi shook his head and smiled bitterly, "The monthly output of 1,000 guns is really the limit, but after a year, it can be increased to 2,000 guns." ”

Chongzhen's brows couldn't help frowning.

1,000 guns a month, but only 10,000 guns a year.

Even if the monthly output is 2,000, it is only 20,000 guns a year.

After all, there is a defective product rate, and with the technological level of this era, the ninety percent yield rate is already good.

But such a small production capacity is a drop in the bucket for the Ming Dynasty, because after having a flintlock pistol, there is no need to equip the infantry with a separate spearman, so every soldier, including artillery, must be equipped with a flintlock pistol.

The first batch of 270,000 recruits was now undergoing the most basic training under the leadership of 1,000 recruiters.

When the 270,000 recruits come to Nanjing at the end of the year, what will they give them at that time? Still give them spears? And let them take spears to fight with Jiannu? Isn't that?

At that moment, Chongzhen asked again: "It takes too much time to roll the pipe, can it be cast?" ”

This Zhan Yangzhi also understood, shook his head and said: "Shengshang, if the casting is not good, the guns that are directly formed by the casting method are all pig iron guns, the hardness is too great, and there is no way to deal with it through drilling and polishing in the later stage, the gun chamber is not straight and smooth enough, the air tightness is very poor, and the lead is easy to get stuck in the gun chamber." ”

Chongzhen sighed again, and it was estimated that casting the barrel was really not good.

Otherwise, the barrels of bird guns and Lumi guns will not be rolled up.

That is to say, before the power system is solved, the production capacity of the flintlock pistol is not expected to be increased by leaps and bounds, and it is only a little bit a month.

At that moment, Chongzhen said: "Okay, then that's it, change the order of Lu Mi Gong to a flintlock pistol." ”

"Okay." Zhan Yangzhi said, "Xiao Lao will work with the masters to determine the process first, and then arrange each workshop and each supporting factory for transformation as soon as possible." ”

"Oh, yes." Chongzhen remembered something again.

"The Daming Arsenal has to add another paper shell bomb workshop."

"Huh, the paper shell bomb workshop?" Zhan Yangzhi was stunned when he heard this.

"Gao Companion, you give Zhan Weng a paper shell bomb." Chongzhen said.

Gao Qiqian hurriedly took out a paper shell bullet from the leather bag and handed it to Zhan Yangzhi.

Zhan Yangzhi is also a knowledgeable person, and he instantly realized the value of paper shell bullets.

"Don't worry, the minister will arrange it." Zhan Yang agreed to come down in one mouth.

Because there is no technical difficulty in producing this paper shell bomb, and there is no need to be strong, it can be processed by finding some women and children in Nanjing or nearby countryside.