"What's a good idea?"
Zhu Biao's eyes lit up.
This is the purpose of bringing this book.
Chu Ze didn't hide his clumsiness and told everything he knew.
"The first one is the flamethrower."
Chu Ze will start to use his soul painting skills again.
He asked his servants to get paper and pen, smoked the ink, and began to draw.
Two or three times, a very Van Gogh painting appeared in front of everyone.
Even those who were accustomed to Chu Ze's painting style didn't realize what this was for a while.
Chu Ze seemed not to notice the expressions on everyone's faces as if they had eaten flies. He raised the painting, pointed at the round and square circle in the center, and said: "This is the main body of the flamethrower. Inside is the refined The soldiers carry the gasoline on their backs and hold the nozzle in their hands." His hand pointed to the long extending pole, and then pointed to the other side, where there was a long frame with a protruding One line, "This is a hand pump. When you need to use it, just shake the hand pump to shake out the gasoline in the main body, and spray the oil out through the nozzle."
"Can this gasoline kill people?" Xu Da only cared about this.
Zhu Xi also frowned and answered: "Just hearing what you say doesn't seem to be of any use."
It's not that they dislike it, it's that this thing doesn't have any lethality at first sight.
Zhu Di thought for a while and said to Chu Ze, "Do you have any other ideas?"
Need any other ideas?
Not at all.
Chu Ze said: "This thing is extremely lethal. Once the gasoline is on it, it is difficult to put it out. People are almost burned to death."
Because of this, in modern times, flamethrowers were shelved after several battles.
But now is not that time, Chu Ze can use it without any pressure.
If he couldn't make rubber now, he would add rubber to gasoline to increase its viscosity.
Once rubber is added, the lethality is doubled.
If the previous flamethrower had a lethality of 60 points, then the rubber-added flamethrower would have a lethality of 90 points.
"This thing is so good?!" Xu Da's eyes suddenly lit up.
As a general, he is very interested in these extremely lethal weapons.
Of course, the premise is that you have to hold this thing in your own hands.
Zhu Biao also didn't expect that Chu Ze would be such a good thing once he took action.
"Then hurry up and make it. We will go back immediately to report to our father and quickly transport the stone paint back to Beijing. When it arrives, we will immediately get something, gasoline, right? Put the gasoline in, just in time to try the killing knife with the Tatar." After Zhu Biao finished speaking, he stood up and left.
He was so excited now that he didn't even want to wait for a moment.
Zhu Xi and Zhu Di had no intention of following them.
They wanted to stay here for a while to see if Chu Ze had any other ideas.
Xu Da was even more reluctant to leave.
Chu Ze quickly stopped Zhu Biao: "Biao, if you want to go, just tell the emperor and let us get a still first."
"What is a still?" Zhu Xi asked.
Zhu Biao also stopped.
He turned his head: "What kind of weapon is the alembic? How lethal is it?"
Zhu Di and Xu Da looked at Chu Ze expectantly.
Chu Ze: "...The distiller is not a weapon, it is used to refine crude oil. Without this thing, we would not be able to refine gasoline."
"So important?!"
"Yes, so the first thing we need to do now is to make a still. Then, it is best to find an expert to carefully explore the reserves of the oil wells." He remembered the reserves of the oil wells that appeared during the reign of Emperor Zhengde. Not bad, but now, I don’t know what the reserve capacity is.
If they want to exploit oil, they need to know how much is available.
If when they prepare everything in full swing, but only a little bit of oil is left, then he will be vomited to death.
Zhu Biao listened and said: "We understand. You first prepare the still and the flamethrower. We will enter the palace now."
"Okay, you go ahead, I'll think about what parts I need now."
It sounds easy just now, but when it comes to production, it feels like a crematorium.
Just like a human being, it just looks like a skeleton with some meat on it.
But there are countless cells and organs in the human body.
Now, Chu Ze wants to break down these "cell organs".
Then let the manufacturing bureau make it.
After production, it is time to assemble and test.
But whether the thing can be used or not will not be known until the crude oil arrives and is refined.
…
Zhu Biao returned to the palace and immediately told Zhu Yuanzhang exactly what Chu Ze had said.
Zhu Yuanzhang's leisurely expression tensed up instantly.
There was silence in the imperial study room.
"Father, what do you think of Chu Ze's words?" Zhu Biao cautiously glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang's face, then lowered his gaze in a respectful and polite manner.
After a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang's tense body suddenly relaxed.
He leaned back in the chair and said with a faint look, "This boy has sharp eyes."
"But I feel that what Chu Ze said is indeed good advice for the country and the people." Zhu Biao raised his head and glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang quickly, and then lowered his head.
Of course Zhu Yuanzhang knew.
He also knows that young adults are important to the development of the country.
But there was nothing we could do before.
Now there is a way.
"Biao'er, please immediately ask Lao Shiyi to supervise this matter in person. This matter is so important that we can't trust others." After Zhu Yuanzhang said this, he added, "Remember, Chun'er must be sent as soon as possible." He also wanted to take advantage of it. This opportunity will completely wipe out the Tatars.
He had been thinking about the Tatar horse for a long time.
When Zhu Biao saw this, he was happy and said immediately: "Yes, I will go now."
"Wait a minute, since you are going, please pass on another message for us."
Zhu Biao stopped when he heard the sound: "Father, do you have anything else to give me?"
"It's no big deal. Take some time to tell Chu Ze and ask him to finish the thing. Don't forget to bring it to us to have a look. We also want to see what this future flamethrower looks like and how lethal it is. There is so much power." Especially the lethality.
Zhu Biao said: "Yes."
Zhu Chun, the eleventh son of Shu King, left Fengyang that day after receiving the order.
Chu Ze started to be busy again, spending all day in the study, constantly drawing pictures and making models.
After it is confirmed to be correct, it will be sent to the production bureau in person.
I spent more than half a month forgetting sleep and eating, and all the parts were assembled.
Zhu Chun has also left for Beijing.
Chu Ze picked a sunny day and entered the palace with a large number of parts.
Zhu Yuanzhang deliberately found a quiet palace, took Empress Ma, Zhu Biao's brothers, Xu Da and others to stand in the palace, surrounding Chu Ze in the center.
A pair of eyes fell on Chu Ze, watching his every move carefully.
Until Chu Ze installed the last part.
The still is assembled.
(End of chapter)
