"I don't dare bother you, sir. If you can come, I'll just pay you a visit." Han Du laughed, and then let the matter go.
After that, the two of them stopped talking about the previous topic, but spent some time together doing some household chores.
When the two came back, the people from the Ministry of Industry had already loaded the counted rough blades into the car.
"How is the situation?" Xue Xiang came over and saw his subordinate officials standing waiting for him, so he asked loudly.
When the official from the Ministry of Industry heard this, he quickly bowed his hands and said, "Sir, the quantity is correct and the quality is good."
After speaking, he turned around and pulled out a rough blade of a waist knife from the car and showed it to Xue Xiang, "Master Shangshu, please take a look. This waist knife is the same as we requested in terms of style and weight."
His fingers rubbed the uncut blade a few times, "It only needs to be polished and sharpened, and then put on a wooden handle, and it will be a complete waist knife."
Xue Xiang took the rough blade of the waist knife from the official's hand, flicked it on the blade with his finger, and the crisp and sweet sound echoed endlessly.
Praise: "Good knife."
Seeing this, Han Du immediately smiled and said: "As long as you are satisfied, Sir. In fact, we can cooperate more closely in the future. Menial work such as forging ordnance can be done by my subordinates."
He patted his chest and promised Xue Xiang: "I promise, no matter how much quantity you need or what quality you need, as long as you leave it to me, I will definitely satisfy you."
"All I need to do is pay you money?" Xue Xiang couldn't help teasing him when he saw Han Du's vigorous self-promotion.
Han Du smiled and said nothing, and his meaning was naturally obvious. Of course you need money. Who would do anything without money?
Arms trading, this is huge profits.
This was something that Han Du only remembered after he took over the order from the Ministry of Industry. It was also something that made him curse himself for being late, arms trading!
As the saying goes: The only way to relieve worries is to get rich suddenly!
How to get rich suddenly?
Please take a look at the cool operation of a certain rabbit, that is, "We will sell what others dare to sell, and we will sell what others dare not sell. We will sell first and then negotiate. Cash on delivery is clear enough!"
Taking the weapon manufacturing order from the Ministry of Industry is enough to help the banknote bureau get rid of poverty and become rich, and reach the pinnacle of life.
"I'm just a low-ranking official to earn some hard-earned money." Han Du said as if I was just eager to do justice and not to make money, just to help my friends.
Han Du held Xue Xiang's arm and led him aside, "Sir, please take a look."
"Is this a shield?" Xue Xiang looked at the strange, round pile of things in front of him and said uncertainly.
Some people don't understand what Han Du wants to do.
Han Du picked up a shield and explained to Xue Xiang, "This is the latest product manufactured by the Banknote Bureau. It is made of pure stainless steel. It is definitely the best among shields. And after our careful design, this shield can disperse the impact to the greatest extent." The force of hitting it. None of the boss’s men have ever used a shield, so let him give it a try.”
The officials who came with Xue Xiang didn't know what Mr. Han wanted to do. When they were counting the waist knives, they discovered these shields and thought they were cast by the Banknote Bureau for their own use.
Xue Xiang heard Han Du boasting so much and was curious whether the shield was as magical as he said, so he turned back and glanced at the accompanying crowd.
An official from the Ministry of Industry saw it and said: "Master Shangshu, I can give it a try."
Xue Xiang nodded towards him.
The official stood up, took the shield from Han Du's hand, held the handle and clasped it on his arm, and waved it a few times.
Han Du couldn't help but nodded when he saw that this man's movements were professional. He was an expert at using a shield. Maybe he had even gone to war with the army.
After trying it for a few times, the official felt the shield in his hand carefully, and then reported to Xue Xiang: "Sir, this thing is very handy, and it is much lighter than a wooden shield. It doesn't take much effort to use. I just don't know how protective it is. .”
Most of the ancient shields were wooden shields, with some iron sheets attached at most. Pictures like the rows of iron shields in TV dramas are computer special effects and would not be possible in modern times, let alone ancient times.
If there is enough iron to cast a shield, how many knives, spears, and arrows can be cast?
Although a wooden shield of the same thickness is lighter than an iron shield, the defensive power of the wooden shield is not enough. If you want to resist the enemy's arrows, you must increase the thickness. When the thickness increases, the wooden shield becomes heavier than the iron shield.
Its only advantage is that it is cheap and can be sourced locally without having to transport it thousands of miles to the front line.
"You'll know if you try it," Han Du said with a smile to the official holding the shield. Then he ordered the craftsmen on the side, "Come here, find a hammer for this gentleman."
Xue Xiang looked at the rough embryo of the waist knife in his hand, then looked at the official holding the shield, and said with a smile: "Since ancient times, there has been a saying of using one's spear to attack the other's shield. Today I will give it a try. This waist knife and this Steel Shield, is it as good as you say?"
Use his spear to attack his shield?
Everyone burst into laughter after hearing this.
Han Du was also smiling, but he was different from the ancients. The ancient man was exposed as bragging, but what he said was true.
"Master Shangshu, this waist sword has not been opened yet. Is it suitable to use it to test the shield?" Han Du said indifferently.
Xue Xiang stroked his beard and said with a smile: "What's inappropriate? What I'm trying on is your steel shield, not a knife. What does it matter if you can't open it or not?"
Since this was the case, Han Du couldn't say anything more and stretched out his hand to signal, "Your Majesty, please do so."
Xue Xiang handed the waist knife in his hand to a burly craftsman.
Since the handle of the knife had not been installed yet, Han Du thoughtfully found him a piece of linen cloth to wrap the handle of the knife.
The craftsman held the handle of the knife and apologized to the official holding the shield: "My lord, I'm offended."
"Come on." The official holding the shield was also unambiguous.
The craftsman nodded, raised his sword and slashed at the steel shield.
There was no unexpected "clang" sound, but instead a "chachacha" sound came out, just like the sound of two pieces of metal rubbing together.
Xue Xiang also heard that the sound was wrong.
Asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"
The craftsman didn't know what was going on. Faced with Xue Xiang's questioning, he said at a loss: "Little one, I don't know what's wrong. I don't know why every time I chop up, I feel the knife in my hand being hit by a blow." A strange force twisted it to one side. And this force was not fixed, moving left and right. The first knife was twisted to the left, and the second knife was twisted to the right. Unexpectedly, this time It turned to the right again, and it twisted even more."
Could such a strange thing happen?
This shield is just a dead thing. Could it be that it can be used to disperse the power of attacks like a living thing?
Xue Xiang doesn’t believe in evil!
He grabbed the craftsman's knife and swung it with a few swish strokes.
The result was naturally exactly as the craftsman said. No matter how hard he tried to stabilize the sword, every time he saw the steel shield, it would slip without exception. And the harder you try to restrain yourself, the more slippery you become.
Xue Xiang stopped the experiment, threw the knife to the person beside him, looked up at Han Du, and asked, "What on earth is going on?"
In Xue Xiang's opinion, the strangeness on the shield must have been caused by Han Du.
Han Du said with a smile: "This is a secret. I have no comment. Please forgive me, Lord Shangshu. Lord Shangshu, I'd better ask how this gentleman feels."
Seeing this, Xue Xiang gave up asking Han Du. In his opinion, this must be something Han Du made to sell for money, just like the cement.
Then he asked the official holding the shield, "How is it? How do you feel about this shield?"
The official holding the shield had already brightened his eyes. Faced with Xue Xiang's question, he answered without hesitation: "Okay! Lord Shangshu, this shield is so good, better than any shield I have seen before. Just now." When the knife struck it, Xiaguan only felt a very small force, not even a shock."
Seeing the official's high praise, Han Du felt that he had another lucrative business.
He immediately looked at the official with a smile on his face and encouraged, "Sir, would you like to try again with the hammer? Let's see how powerful this shield is at dispersing force."
"Okay." The official holding the shield also refused to accept anyone who came.
Just now, when he heard Han Du talk about the shield's ability to disperse the force of a blow, he thought Han Du was bragging. Now he had to admit that this shield was so magical. At the same time, he also wanted to know how much power this shield could spread.
Han Du waved his hand, and naturally a craftsman came forward with a hammer.
The hammer hit the shield and didn't stop until the official holding the shield waved it off.
The craftsman swung the hammer several times and was somewhat out of breath, but the official stood with his shield in hand, looking calm and calm.
Needless to say, everyone, including Xue Xiang, already understood the result.
What a good thing!
Xue Xiang carefully stroked the shield. There was not even a mark on the place where it had been hit by the knife, chopper and hammer.
"The things are good, but no matter how good they are, I can't buy them. It's really a pity that the Ministry of War has no plans to prepare shields."
Han Du nodded to express his understanding.
A shield can obviously be made on-site using local materials, so why should we spend manpower, material and financial resources to build it?
There is absolutely no need for this.
The Ministry of War has no demand. Although the Ministry of Industry is responsible for preparing ordnance for the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Industry cannot forcefully give others things they don't want.
Han Du smiled, clapped his hands magnanimously, and said: "What are you talking about about money? Talking about money hurts feelings. These hundred steel shields were given to the Ministry of Industry by the Banknote Bureau. They don't cost a penny. As long as the Ministry of Industry Whatever you need in the future, just leave it to the Banknote Bureau to make it."
What are a hundred shields? Han Du originally planned to give away a thousand shields, but later because he wanted to make them perfect, the cost of the steel shield continued to rise.
