"There are more than ten kinds of Western iron bullets, each of which is both round and must be of caliber, so the size of the bullet is not predetermined."

In the Songjiang Firearms Factory, Sun Yuanhua dictated a short explanatory text, and asked the craftsman Ge Hong sideways: "Master Ge, this sounds easy to understand, right?" ”

Ge Hong nodded, and hurriedly presented the rainbow fart: "The master is amazing, although he is a Wenqu star, he can use the French style of firearms, and we can understand it." ”

Sun Yuanhua waved his hand modestly and said to Gu Shouqian, who was waiting with his pen: "Write it down." ”

He said with a smile: "The old man has been studying the art of making for a long time, but he is longer than you young scholars. Fortunately, Miss Zheng had a hearty temper and directly pointed out the old man's faults, taking Qi Shaobao's "New Book of Performance" as an example, saying that the book of soldiers is not a scientific research article, it must be concise and to the point, even if the soldiers and gunners are illiterate, they can understand it as soon as they listen to it. ”

Gu Shou Qianfei wrote a small book, and did not raise his head to entertain words.

He entered the firearms factory and assisted Sun Yuanhua in writing "Western Law Firearms Divine Machine Spectrum", and in the past few months, he has heard a lot of Sun Yuanhua's praise for Zheng Haizhu, and gradually became convinced.

It is not easy for a young woman who is not a famous lady to make a man like Sun Yuanhua, who also studies Western law, listen to her opinions.

Gu Shouqian moved the tip of his pen to the front of the page that had already been drawn.

But on the paper, there are all kinds of round balls, some hollow, some solid.

The solid circles are different, some are fixed with a file like a knife blade at both ends, some have an iron piece in the shape of an axe protruding at both ends, and some are Gu Shou

The drawing method of the exploded view is used to demonstrate the shape of a chain ball that explodes in half.

Sun Yuanhua leaned over and pointed out one by one: "This, write 'ringing bullets', this, write 'chain bullets', and this, write 'siege bombs'." Here, next to the file, it is noted: the middle is run through by 100 steel bars, the two ends of the file are tipped, and the middle line is set first when smelting and casting, and the length is not slightly too long, so that the round bullet flies out when it is light and heavy, and cannot penetrate directly through the enemy formation. ”

The craftsman Ge Hong stood on the sidelines and watched, proud and satisfied.

These details that Sun Yuanhua told Chengwen are the valuable experience accumulated by Ge Hong and the craftsmen of the firearms factory through successful and unsuccessful attempts over the years.

Last year, Ge Hong took his children and nephews back to his hometown Danyang to worship his ancestors, and met fellow villagers who returned from the north.

The fellow villagers complained that the military war bureau of the Beijing division deducted wages, forcing the craftsmen to secretly take on private work, and the construction period of the imperial court's firearms was tight, so everyone cut corners to save time.

Ge Hong couldn't help but ask curiously, even if the firearms in Liaodong Town were supplied here in Songjiang, wouldn't the imperial court issue firearms to the battalions in Jizhen, Xuanfu, and Datong?

Fellow villagers sighed, fart, I heard that the old men in the court said that there are indeed Tartars in Liaodong, and it is just a matter of spending money with firearms, and other military towns on the nine sides, if they also come like this, those general soldiers are afraid that they will support the army and rebel, and it is necessary to raise taxes, which will make the people suffer.

Ge Hong scoffed. Why do you suffer the people? is obviously afraid that the court will ask the rich family to turn into a relationship, after all, a grass man like him, if he didn't come out to rely on his craft to eat, trapped in his hometown to farm, he really couldn't squeeze any flowers.

Ge Hong then took himself as an example to describe the kindness of Zheng Haizhu, a female bole, and praised the high wages of the Songjiang Firearms Factory, the old men never beat and scolded the craftsmen, and the guns made rarely exploded. He said that he mobilized several fellow villagers to go back to the north and try to spend money to get rid of the identity of a craftsman in Beijing and come to Songjiang to work together.

At this moment, Ge Jiangtou, who had a full sense of accomplishment in his career, was about to dare to remind Master Sun Yuanhua that on this page of the book, it should be noted that the steel plate must be carefully forged to be thick and even, but his son Ge Hai ran angrily, and when he stepped into the door, he hurriedly opened his mouth to report.

"Master Sun, Dad, the leader and deputy leader of Forging Group B are all dead."

……

The little guy led the way, and Gu Shouqian came to the mixed settlement of immigrants on the banks of the Surabaya River at the foot of Sheshan Mountain.

The young man in Chinese clothes walked through the timid or curious gaze, and finally stopped in front of a messy iron shop.

Blacksmith Du was squatting on the ground, picking up bits and pieces of iron slag into the basket.

When he looked up and saw that it was Gu Shouqian coming, Blacksmith Du's gloomy eyes lit up.

"Hey, the young master is here." He shouted eagerly behind him.

The iron shop, which should have been dazzling in flames, was like a black hole with bad luck, Han Xiying came out of the hole and walked to the bright place of daylight.

"I'm sorry for my brother-in-law...... I'm sorry for the young master's kindness. We can't hand over the iron mill and needle blank that the young master wants, this is a fixed money, and we will return it to the young master. ”

Blacksmith Du picked up from the side: "This little brother in the house must have given the young master, smashed the shop and said, we saved the young master, so we went to the young master to beg for food, and we were not allowed to make a living by ourselves." They also take money to do things, and it is not uncommon for us to die, but as long as the stove dares to regenerate, they will smash it. The two little apprentices I picked were also scared away. ”

Gu Shouqian stood with his back sleeves and lowered his eyes to glance at the fixed silver handed over by Han Xiying.

The silver horn of the white flower is particularly eye-catching in Han Xiying's dirty palm.

"Put it away." Gu Shouqian said coldly.

looked at Blacksmith Du again, and said in an instructive tone: "You follow me to report to the official, Songjiang Mansion is not a den of bandits." ”

Blacksmith Du's face was embarrassed, and Han Xiying said in a deep voice: "Is the matter of Songjiang Mansion's criminal name lawsuit still in charge of Master Huang?" ”

"Yes."

"Hehe," Han Xiying smiled bitterly sadly, "I was interrogated by Master Huang back then, I guess he can recognize me at a glance like the young master, and then inform Mrs. Miao of your mansion, and inform your best friend Miss Zheng of your mansion, and inform me...... The eldest sister and the second uncle, in this way, within a few days, the entire Songjiang City will know that the third lady of the Han family has come back, and she is not decent compared to the homeless people and Hanako. ”

Gu Shouqian furrowed his brows.

Standing on the opposite side is his wife's enemy, an old man who once released his sins, a savior of his own life, and a new man who is now struggling to earn a bowl of rice.

The lonely and sad self-deprecation in Han Xiying's words made Gu Shouqian's feelings of compassion ignite in a moment.

His tone was mild: "You pack up your belongings first, and I'll send you a silver ticket tomorrow." Hangzhou is a prosperous big wharf, you can understand what is said, you might as well go there and open a shop. ”

When Blacksmith Du heard this, he happily said "Thank you, young master", and was about to kneel down to kowtow to Gu Shouqian, but Han Xiying stuffed the small bag of silver horn in his hand into Gu Shouqian's arms, and said angrily: "I have done something wrong, and half of my face has become a grimace, but Young Master Gu, I still know what face is in my heart." We can give you a blacksmith for food, but we won't ask you for money for nothing like Hanako! ”

"Stand up straight," she said to her man with a heavy push, "tomorrow you will go to the city and find an iron shop to sell your crafts, I have never been to Qingpu before, and no one should know me there, so I will go door to door and ask if you want to wash the laundry and sew the poor woman." Let's earn a sum of money to go to Hangzhou! ”

Blacksmith Du wanted to be annoyed but didn't dare, squatted down with a sad face, turned his head to look at the basket containing the iron block, and said angrily: "What if those who work in the industry go to trouble the iron shop who hired me?" ”

"Then you will go to Wusongkou Wharf and be a porter!"

"Okay," Gu Shouqian interrupted Han Xiying's crying reprimand, and was silent for a moment, and finally spoke, "There is a blacksmith shop, and no one in Songjiang dares to ask for trouble." It just so happens that this blacksmith who wants good craftsmanship is in an emergency, so Lao Du should go and earn a salary. ”

(End of chapter)