A pot of saltpeter refining, the sky is almost dusk.

Before going home, Song Che said hello to the woman, and as expected, the hot face still made up the cold ass.

Indeed, it is not related to each other, and it is like a stranger.

In short, but do good deeds, don't ask about the future.

He was very tired during the day, and after Song Che went home, he fell asleep after dinner, and got up early the next day to rush to the outside of the city to accept the results.

Today seems to be different, not close to the grassland, first heard a graceful flute sound, the rhythm is low and tactful, as if mixed with sadness, chirping empty mountain birds, like a real mist of illusion, so that Song Che, a mid-mountain tourist, listened, and felt uncomfortable.

The listener is sad, and the performer is even sadder.

The woman sat in front of the door, her lips against the bamboo flute, Xu was too affectionate, and there were more than tears in the corners of her eyes. She was stabbed three times without shedding a single tear.

"Jingle Bell ......" There was a camel bell in the fog, and Song Che drove the carriage through the mist.

The woman hurriedly put away the bamboo flute, got up and walked into the grass house, and when she turned her back, she secretly wiped her tears.

Song Che tied up the carriage, carried two oiled paper bags, and put them on the table in the guest hall, "This roast duck and pastries are famous in Suzhou City, you can eat them if you want." ”

There is no need to say much, she will not respond when she says it, Song Che turned around and was about to leave.

"You...... What is your name? The man in the bedroom greeted softly.

"Huh?" Song Che was not surprised that the stuffy gourd would take the initiative to ask?

"The surname is Song, and the name is Che."

"You have a lot of status in Suzhou?" The woman asked again.

Song Che frowned, this woman's origin is unknown, and she suddenly heard that her family background was quite strange, and he asked rhetorically, "What?" Heroine has something to ask me for help? ”

After a long time, the woman gently spit out two words: "It's okay." Then he said no more.

Song Che sighed secretly, dealing with the children of the rivers and lakes is really tiring.

The boiled saltpeter, after overnight precipitation, has formed a thick layer of "hoarfrost" on the surface, Song Che scraped off the "hoarfrost", and obtained nearly five catties of high-purity fire nitrate.

He carefully smashed the fire gun, which had to be knocked gently, otherwise with the activity of saltpeter, there was a high risk of explosion.

After beating the fire powder into powder, and after a while, the mist dissipated and the sunlight poured into the small courtyard, and Song Che spread out the nitrate powder to dry.

With the fire power of Mayday, it can be dried after noon.

In the morning, Song Che dismantled the fireworks and extracted black powder from them.

There is fire nitrate in the black powder itself, and then add some to increase the proportion, so it should not be too much, if the amount of one to five, these five catties of pure nitrate, can be exchanged for thirty catties of high gunpowder.

Fifteen catties were used as bullets, and the other fifteen catties were made into bombs.

In the past, the power of bombs made of clay pots could only be regarded as average, but now that the power of gunpowder has increased, it is too inferior to use porcelain jars.

In addition, the porcelain jar is fragile, and if the lead is broken before it is burned, the bomb will become a dud.

If you imitate modern grenades, using steel as the shell, you are afraid that the gunpowder will not be powerful enough.

A bomb casing that was not easy to break, but was hard enough, Song Che thought about it for half the night to no avail, until he was in the house, and he happened to see a small wine gourd hanging on the wall, and he had an idea.

The special wine gourd, which will be steamed and dried, has a very hard texture, and the structure is small and large, and the sealing is excellent, which is the only material used to make bombs.

In the morning, Song Che squatted in the yard and pounded gunpowder.

When the sun was thick, the woman sat on the threshold again, quietly watching Song Che fiddling, and it could be seen that she was very curious, but because she was reserved, she never stepped forward to ask.

Gradually, the sun rises to the sky.

The woman had enough of the sun, got up and walked to the house, but after a while, smoke rose in the house, and not long after, the woman held a bowl of millet porridge, sat on the threshold and drank it, turned back to the house, and when she came out again, there was an extra bowl of soup and medicine in her hand.

Song Che looked at the decoction and laughed faintly.

The woman snorted, hid in the grass and closed the door.

Song Che wanted to scoop saliva and drink in the house, but found a bowl of steaming red date porridge on the stove, it seemed that she had cooked two servings.

Who is not an ordinary person who eats three meals a day and grains?

Song Che took a sip of porridge, the sweetness was just right, delicate and refreshing, it seemed that all the heroines would not only kill, but also cook well.

After drinking the red date porridge in a few gulps, the fire nitrate was almost dry.

Song Che mixed the gunpowder with the nitrate according to the proportion, and before loading the gun, he took half a spoonful and tested it-

"Coax!" Gunpowder ignites instantly, releasing significantly more light and heat than it did at the beginning.

As the power of gunpowder increases, the high temperature and high pressure increase, and the range and power of the bullet will also increase.

The excitation of the gunpowder is finalized, and the next step is to load the gun and test fire.

The structure of the spear is relatively simple, and even if it is blown up, it will not be distressed.

Take a spoonful of gunpowder, fill it into the tail chamber of the gun, clamp the gate of the chamber, and then pour an iron bullet from the muzzle, press the hammer down, and the gun will be counted as loaded.

Song Che carried the musket and looked around, and the dead tree not far to the left happened to be the target.

In order to avoid accidentally injuring himself by the chamber, Song Che fixed the musket on the fence, adjusted the muzzle position, and then tied a twine to the trigger, and pulled the twine back to withdraw from Zhang Xuyuan.

Whether it succeeds depends on this shot.

Song Che took a deep breath, gently pulled the silk thread in his hand, pulled the trigger in the air, and the striker rebounded with force, hitting the flint and steel hard, and at the same time the spark splashed, igniting the gunpowder in the chamber-

"Smack!"

Gunsmoke emanated from the chamber pores, and a tongue of fire spat out from the muzzle!

"Whoosh!"

"Bang!"

"Click!"

In the flash of light, the dead tree broke its branches!

Song Che was so excited that he ran and jumped, fanning away the gunsmoke with his sleeve, and the body of the gun was not damaged at all except for some discoloration!

The dead tree is at least two hundred steps away from the grass house, one step is counted as three feet, and two hundred steps is six hundred feet, and the range is equivalent to half a mile, and seeing that the dead branch is broken so simply, it can be pierced even farther away.

"I'm a genius!" Song Che crossed his waist and laughed.

"Wow!"

The door suddenly opened, and the woman jumped out with her sword, looking around nervously: "What's the sound?" But the Fuso ronin is coming? ”

Song Che said proudly: "If Little Japan dares to come, I will call it a return!" ”

Seeing no danger, the woman put down her sword and looked at the spear on the fence suspiciously: "The sound just now, did it make it?" ”

"Knowingly asked," Song Che said with a smile: "You were hunted down the day before yesterday, didn't you come downstream when you heard the sound of explosions?" ”

The woman said in a deep voice, "I have seen the explosion of black powder, but I have never seen this thing. ”

"This is called a musket, similar to a bow and crossbow, it is a long-range killing weapon," Song Che beckoned to the woman, "Come and see, you won't lose a piece of meat." ”

The woman wanted to refuse and welcome, came to the fence, looked up and down the gun for a while, and turned her head to ask Song Che: "The famous Tangmen flying knife in the rivers and lakes, a hundred steps can be seen to seal the throat with blood, two hundred catties of hard bows on the battlefield, one hundred and fifty steps can still break the armor, the same level of bow and crossbow, two hundred steps can also kill the enemy, how far can you shoot this musket?" ”