Facing Mu Ying's question, Zhu Su grinned: "Brother Mu Ying, why do you have to ask me? You're already doing that in Suli."
Mu Ying was startled, then thought of something, and suddenly said: "What you said... is a firearm!"
Although Mu Ying was only a young man, she had already experienced more than ten battles, large and small. When she was eighteen years old, she was promoted to commander and served as a military commander for the Ming Dynasty. He looked kind to the Zhu family, but was ruthless during the war. Although he doesn't always take the lead like Chang Yuchun and others, he can always penetrate the situation with a calm mind and command thousands of troops. He is best at coordination among various arms.
Among them, he is especially good at the use of various types of firearms in the military.
"Yes, it's a firearm." Zhu Su said with a smile, stroking his hands. "Firearms are different from swords. They are the next weapon that will have a 'weapon generation'!"
"The firearms of the future only require one person and one blunderbuss, with enough ammunition, and they can be guarded at key points. Even if the barbarians have thousands of troops, they will not be able to get past the thunder pool!"
Speaking of this, Zhu Su couldn't help but sigh in his heart, if the Ming Dynasty could have these two great powers, Venerable Gatling and Maxim Bodhisattva, to protect the country's destiny, it would not have to worry about intruders or slave builders!
"So awesome!" Zhu Biao was surprised and happy, and grabbed Zhu Su's sleeve. "Fifth brother, do you know how to make this powerful firearm? Why don't you tell the Baoyuan Bureau about this method quickly!"
"Brother, don't make trouble." Zhu Su's cheek twitched. "I don't have that ability. Any breakthrough in science and technology requires accumulated research and experiments over time. To reach the point where generational differences occur, it requires countless people to work hard for several generations."
"The doorways are as high as the mountains and as deep as the sea. I have only one brain, how can I remember them all?"
"Even if I remember, I can't rub something so complicated with my bare hands..."
"What I want to say is that our Ming Dynasty must not neglect technology and listen to those Confucian scholars who regard these things that our ancestors have explored for thousands of years as 'wonderful skills', but should vigorously develop them. This is better than What policy system is a more stable plan for the millennium?”
"Well. What you said makes sense." Zhu Biao nodded. Zhu Su had already thought of several wonderful uses for the "soap" he had just made. Not only can it benefit the people, but if it is managed properly, it can also open up financial resources for the court. This is true for a mere soap, but if it is related to an important military weapon, it may bring about earth-shaking changes.
Before the Ming Dynasty, craftsmen did not pay enough attention to the aspect of making utensils.
"Brother Su, I understand what you mean. What I mean is that it is impossible to create a powerful firearm that can equal one to a hundred in one go."
"But nowadays, most of our Daming firearms only inherit the Yuan system. Although there are one or two improvements, they are not very practical."
"Since you understand the shape of firearms in the future, you must be able to point out ways to improve the firearms of the Ming Dynasty today?"
Mu Ying's eyes flashed. Although I don’t know the details, as long as I can point out the direction of improvement, Ming Dynasty’s firearms will be able to avoid many detours!
"Well, all I know is some basic knowledge, which can be used to lay a solid foundation for scientific development... That's all. If I see the current firearms, I might have some ideas." Zhu Su pondered.
He originally wanted to shirk it, but after thinking about it, the firearms of the Qing Dynasty were so good, and the firearms of the early Ming Dynasty must be even worse. It would be no problem to improve the gunpowder formula and explain the principles of the flintlock gun.
"In that case, what are you waiting for?" Mu Ying suddenly stood up happily. "Let's set off now and go to Baoyuan Bureau!"
At this time, the Ming Dynasty did not even establish a specialized firearms research and manufacturing institution. The Baoyuan Bureau, which minted coins, was also responsible for the task of manufacturing firearms.
"Ah? Now?" Zhu Su was startled, with some reluctance on his face. "Making all this soap today was tiring enough. Can't we do it some other time?"
"How can you be so tired at such a young age?" Mu Ying smiled and rubbed his forehead. Zhu Biao thought for a while and said: "This place is quite spacious. Why don't you go to the Baoyuan Bureau to get some firearms and gunpowder and come back, and we will study it here. It's better not to show the extraordinary things of the fifth brother to others." good."
"Okay, I was reckless." Mu Ying nodded, then took big steps and hurried outside.
"This...is really going..." Zhu Su was dumbfounded. According to his plan, after having soap, he would burn glass and then build a vegetable greenhouse so that he could have a bite of green vegetables in the winter.
Why did you start making arms out of nowhere?
"Fifth brother, I miss your soap, I feel it has a lot to do." Zhu Biao said. "If this thing is taken care of well, it will surely benefit all people. Are you willing to give the method of making it to big brother?"
"What do you want to do with Soap?" Zhu Su didn't expect that not long after Soap was born, Zhu Biao was already planning to do something big with him.
"It's nothing more than making the method public, or handing it over to Huangzhuang Huangdian and selling it to make money for the court." Zhu Biao said.
As expected of the prince who was personally trained by Lao Zhu, he still has a lot of vision and can see the value behind the soap at a glance. But, haven't you considered your brother's patent rights...
Give me some money to spend!
...Forget it, as long as the families are not separated in this era, the younger son is not qualified to hide the small treasury. Don't even think about patent fees or anything like that. If you ask for them, you might even get a beating from Lao Zhu.
Zhu Su lowered his head and thought for a while, then said: "Although my starting point is good, if I do this directly, I am afraid that this soap will not only be unable to be popularized among the people, but will also become a tool for some large households to make money."
"I have some ideas. We can do this, this, and this..."
After talking, Zhu Biao said in surprise: "I didn't expect that the fifth brother is actually proficient in economics!"
"I know a little bit, I know a little bit." Zhu Su said modestly. "My younger brother is not talented. Apart from politics, he knows a little bit about all kinds of things."
"Hahaha." Seeing his pretending to be humble but actually being proud, Zhu Biao couldn't help but laugh. "First it's science, then it's economics. My fifth brother has only been here for a day, and I have already been studying for ten years."
"I will go to the palace to talk to dad tomorrow. If dad agrees to this plan, I will give you a reward!"
"It's not necessary to ask for a reward," Zhu Su said. "Just don't let me live that restrictive life anymore."
"You... are really determined to be the Xiaoyao King." Zhu Biao laughed.
While they were talking, they saw that Mu Ying had come back carrying a large wooden box.
He placed the box in the courtyard, and there was a sudden "bang" sound, raising a lot of dust. Zhu Su was shocked. He didn't expect the box to be so heavy. He looked up at Mu Ying, who had a normal expression, and remembered that he had just been carrying the big box on his back. His expression was not affected at all, and his steps were still light and quick.
"I didn't expect that my sworn brother, who has been with me for many years, would develop such great martial arts without saying a word!" Zhu Su thought to himself.
