Zhou Zong stared at the director with such eyes, seeming to encourage the director to continue editing.
At the same time, he knew how valuable the fire gun he was holding in his arms was. Where was this fire gun? It was clearly the lives of the border officers and soldiers.
It actually can be lit without fire, and it can be fired even on rainy days. Unless it rains too much, it will not affect the firing.
The key is to have a ignition device in your hand. Reloading ammunition is very troublesome. You have to load it in advance, then prepare the fire, and light the gunpowder when needed.
Sometimes the fire folds are difficult to light at critical moments, so it is necessary to arrange for someone to hold a torch at all times to help everyone control the fire.
After the fire gunner has finished one round, he needs to use other weapons to continue attacking.
I just saw that there was a lot of charge and pressure inside, and it seemed that it was not slow. After one shot, is there a chance to reload it again?
He thought and took out a paper bag from the box: "Can you pack it after you bite it open? One bag at a time? Use small bags for the rest? How fast can you pack it?"
The headmaster answered according to the data provided by Hanhan: "After you become proficient, you can type thirty times in a quarter of an hour, that is, it takes ten times to type one word."
Three words equal a moment, which is almost five minutes.
"One word ten times? The Fire Gun team is divided into three rotations, doesn't it mean they can fight all the time?"
Zhou Zong was no longer satisfied with this speed. He was delighted. Now when using firearms, he knew how to take turns and not shoot them all out at once.
Like archery, it is divided into parts so that the arrow can connect.
As for being proficient in it, those who are proficient need to practice it every day. I also practiced the fire gun non-stop before.
Once you have practiced to the point where you know how much medicine should be put in once you estimate it, bring a pocket and pour the medicine from it.
There is no need for this now. Packets are packed in advance so that no matter how panicked you are during a war, you won’t pack the wrong medicine.
"Let's use it like this for now! We'll talk about it in the future."
When the commander's mission was over, he gave the opponent this flintlock gun.
The four blacksmiths in the village continued to make iron pipes and brought other villagers to help them. They all learned how to make one. It took too long to make one pipe.
Everyone divided the work and smashed the barrel of the gun barrel. The person who made the butt was only responsible for the butt, and then there were other parts.
Thirty flintlock guns are planned to be made before this year's autumn harvest. The villagers will practice and equip some of them when they go shopping.
It was allowed by the imperial court, and the imperial court was also afraid that many good things would be taken away. If the current emperor had not had other ideas, the village would have been surrounded by the army.
Zhou Zong was at a loss again. Is the current one not good enough? Three fire guns have achieved great success.
If I had known this, I would have sent the fire blunderbuss a long time ago. However, the village did not have enough technology to copy it, so it ended up creating such a blunderbuss.
For a while, he was not in the mood to chat. He was imitating the process of loading and firing the charge, becoming more and more proficient.
The boats were going down the river. There were not many boats on the water. Everyone's rice had not been collected yet and could not be transported to Nanjing.
When they entered the mainstream of the Yangtze River, the number of ships began to increase. Zhu Wentian observed carefully, hoping to learn more information.
It was the first time for the friends to be so far away from home. At this time, some of them had never left the village in their lives.
Seeing that Zhou Zong was still there simulating loading and firing, the captain couldn't help but said: "Zhou Sheren, according to the speed of the boat, it should be past noon when we arrive?"
"Yes, if you want to go to Yingtian Mansion, you have to enter the Qinhuai River. That section is a countercurrent, but we can stop and find a place to eat first.
It's not as good as it was a few years ago, but both sides of the Qinhuai River are still pretty good. There are official prostitutes, as long as they're willing to spend money..."
Zhou Zong stopped after speaking and gave Li Chang a "you know" look.
"I don't have any money." The head of the village refused flatly. Can he still visit prostitutes? Does the village still think about it?
"Yes! Do you have a picture of this gun?" Zhou Zong changed the subject. Xiaqiu Village usually gives pictures and detailed explanations when giving things.
The firegun in his hand didn't look like it was made of steel. How did he get the holes drilled? Even if it is dismantled, it will not work.
"Of course there is. In addition, the place where the gunpowder is added at the back needs to be pierced with a small stick because of the frequent firings. If the gunpowder is not good, it will become clogged."
The chief took out an envelope from his arms, which was painted with lacquer. It contained the tools and methods for making guns, and then used the tools to make guns.
Zhou Zong took it and carefully put it into his arms. He didn't dare to open it and look at it. At the same time, he was grateful to the director for sealing it with lacquer.
Otherwise, there was only a pile of paper, and he took it to the prince. How could he prove that he had not read it?
Craftsmen who make such firearms basically don’t have to come into contact with outsiders. Otherwise, why would they give Xiaqiu Village fire blunderbuss?
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At the end of the day, three ships entered the Qinhuai River. The boatmen began to rock the oars. Some people looked at the wind direction and adjusted the sails.
There are more boats here than when we came out of the village, and there are quite a few two-story restaurants on both sides of the river.
There were ships parked at the pier, and people carrying work came and went, as well as people carrying burdens, pushing wheelbarrows, and driving horse-drawn carriages...
Walking further, I saw a docked boat with colorful paint on it. It was a flower boat. It was not open at the moment and there were no beautiful women in sight.
The boat started to circle, and it made a big circle, and arrived at Tongji Gate. From here, we got off the boat, which is close to the Imperial Palace. Take Datong Street and walk to the Xuanjin Bridge. The other end is the Imperial City, which corresponds to Xihua Gate.
Zhou Zong helped find a cart to pull things for the village elder. He still hadn't found out who the master was and was very suspicious that the master hadn't come.
The thirty-two people who came here all had a roster, and they were registered from birth. Unless there was an expert hidden among the village elders, the roster was not accurate.
The children took the boat all the way without taking a bus. They looked around and compared it with Xuancheng County.
Everyone moved their things to the car.
The coachmen had smiles on their faces. He was afraid of offending others. This group of people could tell that they were visiting Nanjing for the first time and were not poor.
New clothes of colorful silk, new shoes, a jade hairpin on your head? A jade bracelet on your wrist? How many years will it take for me to earn this salary?
All the way to Xuanjin Bridge, there was a restaurant here called Fuhua House. The car stopped and unloaded the goods. The driver took the money, looked at it enviously, and turned around to continue looking for work.
"Zhu Lichang, let's eat and rest here. I'll go to the Prince's Mansion." Zhou Zong said hello, and the Prince's Mansion was also nearby.
He left, and Zhu Taiyi went with him to help get the ammunition box. The remaining three people and ten of his men stayed behind to guard the things.
It was past dinner time, and there were a few people eating on the first floor of Fuhua Building. Everyone went to the second floor.
The shopkeeper personally accompanied him, and the rich man came with a bodyguard, which was amazing.
The mayor looked around on the second floor and said: "Send your specialty dishes up to these people as much as they can eat. Fetch water for us to wash our hands and wash our faces. Send a portion to the people in the yard as well."
"Okay!" The shopkeeper responded with a smile and quickly arranged for the waiters. He didn't worry about money.
He knew what a group of people were carrying, colored glaze, colored glaze of various colors.
At the same time, he likes not to order dishes so that random people can choose the more expensive ones.
The four basins were brought up first, followed by the shopkeeper who carefully held a copper box and opened it with a smile: "Dear guest, there is soap here, use it, uh..."
He stopped before he finished speaking. He saw a group of children taking out a small bamboo box and taking out soap.
"Use four pieces, four basins, and give them one piece." The chief ordered, and a child ran to give soap to the people watching in the yard.
