"Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's not possible yet." This was going to be sent to the military camp, and it was related to the lives of the soldiers, so Chu Ze couldn't care less.
He didn't care whether his rebuttal now would discredit Zhu Yuanzhang, or whether he would lose face in front of so many ministers.
Even if it's over, he won't do anything to himself now.
Chu Ze is so confident.
He walked up to Zhu Yuanzhang, handed the flamethrower to Zhu Yuanzhang, and said: "The hand pump is not perfect yet and needs to be further improved."
As expected, the smile on Zhu Yuanzhang's face faded.
He clasped his hands behind his back and glanced at Chu Ze with some displeasure.
Hearing Chu Ze's words, his eyes fell on the hand pump and asked, "Can it be used?"
"...Yes." Chu Ze was a little confused and didn't quite understand why Zhu Yuanzhang was asking this.
Zhu Yuanzhang continued to ask: "Is there any leakage?"
"No." Chu Ze said, "But it's not smooth enough. If it shakes too fast, it will get stuck."
So that's it.
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded clearly and said, "I see you used it quite smoothly just now."
Chu Ze smiled bitterly and explained: "It seems there is no problem, but the user can clearly feel the lag. Normally it seems fine, but once on the battlefield, a tiny mistake can determine life or death." Details. So I suggest you wait."
When he perfects the hand pump again and sends it to the army, it will be even more perfect.
Chu Ze's idea was good, but Zhu Yuanzhang was a little anxious.
It’s like a child who gets a new piece of clothing and can’t wait to wear it and show it to others.
Now, he just wants to send this thing to the Tatars and show it off: Look, you don't have a good thing, do you? Chu Ze did it!
I'm so angry at those barbarians!
But Chu Ze said that things were not perfect enough.
Not perfect means that it can be used, but it does not achieve the best results.
Since it doesn't affect use, why not use it?
As for the decision of life and death that Chu Ze said, Zhu Yuanzhang had also thought about it. These things can only be the first, not the main force.
There was a large army behind them to protect them, so it was expected that nothing serious would happen.
At that time, he would have people send these things to the front line, while he would let Chu Ze continue to improve them.
It won't delay the war and won't affect its use. Wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone?
Yes, just do it.
Zhu Yuanzhang immediately said to Chu Ze: "Let me ask you, can this thing be used?"
"It's definitely possible." Chu Ze didn't even have to think about this question.
Zhu Yuanzhang clapped his hands: "Then it's over?"
"You do what you are doing now. After you finish it, we will immediately send it to the border to let those barbarians taste the feeling of being burned by fire. You are in the capital and continue to improve it. When you finish improving it, we can send these batches Recycle the defective products and replace them with better ones. Isn't this a waste of time?"
Chu Ze: "...Alright."
It's just that he is worried about whether these hand pumps can last until he can make new products in the hands of those muscular men.
His strength is definitely incomparable to those who use all their muscles to fight for their lives.
Now it's stuck in his hands, and in the hands of those people, the situation will only get worse.
But looking at Zhu Yuanzhang's excited expression, he probably couldn't be persuaded.
Rather than doing useless work, it is better to make other preparations.
For example, speeding up research and development, such as making detailed instructions for use.
In order to be able to use both pictures and texts, Chu Ze specially hired a painter who was good at gongbi painting to draw the method of use in pictures.
Zhu Di sat aside and asked Chu Ze: "You used to pay very close attention to these things. Why are you suddenly so careless about this matter? Aren't you afraid that someone will leak your drawings and use you to Designed to attack us?"
When Chu Ze heard this, he asked without raising his head: "Do they have oil?"
Zhu Di was startled and then understood.
"Let's just say, how come you, such a 'depressed' person, suddenly become generous? So that's what happened!" Fireworks throwers use petroleum as fuel. Without petroleum, even if you get the drawings of the flamethrower, you can make it. When I come out, I can only use it to look at it, but I can't use it at all.
Chu Ze is not worried about anyone following suit.
Chu Ze slowly put away the drawings and continued: "You are only right about one thing. The fact that they don't have oil, and the other point is that they can't see the key points inside just based on these. And the real production drawings, We have always received it well."
Even during production, they are all made separately.
There are also some key parts that are handled by different people.
Even if it spreads, it will be useless unless all these people are gathered.
So he is not afraid.
Chu Ze handed the instructions to Zhu Di and asked him to take them to Zhu Yuanzhang. When everything is ready, they can be sent to the north.
Zhu Di wanted to stay a little longer, but was driven away by Chu Ze.
He is too busy now to spend time with this idle man.
After driving Zhu Di away, Chu Ze picked up the hand pump and disassembled and reassembled it continuously. He picked up every part and looked at it carefully, and then tested it in detail, repeating these actions without getting tired of it.
On this day, Chu Ze was walking alone on the road, holding a hand pump in his hand.
While walking, Chu Ze was suddenly hit.
He suddenly regained consciousness and looked up, a trace of displeasure at being disturbed flashed across his brows.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention when I was walking just now. Please meet... Huh? Mr. Chu?" The gentle voice suddenly changed, and said with a smile with a bit of surprise, "I didn't expect that we are so destined to meet each other even on the street. Can hit."
Chu Ze looked at the person in front of him carefully.
Recognized.
It is Liu Ji and Liu Bowen, the imperial censor Zhongcheng and Taishi Ling of this dynasty.
Chu Ze was also a little surprised to see Liu Bowen on the street. He returned the gift and asked, "Master Liu, I'm glad to meet you. Where are you going, Master Liu?"
"I'm not here yet. I have nothing to do today, so I just walked around. But I see Mr. Chu's brows are furrowed and he keeps staring at the thing in his hand. Is he probably in trouble?" Liu Ji spoke slowly. The child pierced Chu Ze's heart.
He raised the hand pump in his hand and said, "The emperor asked us to transform it to the best possible condition as soon as possible, but in the past few days, we have not found anything about it. Isn't that why I am worried?"
As he spoke, the wrinkles between Chu Ze's eyebrows deepened.
It seems that he is really worried.
Liu Ji is not very good at mechanisms, but it doesn't hurt to take a look.
He asked to see it, and Chu Ze put it directly into Liu Ji's hand without hesitation.
After seeing Liu Ji take it, he joked: "Mr. Liu, let's agree first. This is not for nothing. After reading it, I have to give my opinion."
Liu Ji was amused by him.
While he was dismantling the hand pump, he joked with Chu Ze: "Master Chu, this strong man has been caught on the street."
(End of chapter)
