Han Xi looked at the potatoes in A Niu's hands and was stunned for a moment. He took them and knocked them against each other. Suddenly, both potatoes shattered into ice cubes.
This made Han Xi slightly surprised. This was the first time he had seen such a situation. After observing the potato fragments in his hand for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "This should be inedible. Collect them all and send them to my courtyard."
"Can't you eat it? That's such a pity." A Niu scratched his head and said.
It is indeed a pity. One hundred acres of potatoes can yield two thousand dan.
This is enough for everyone to eat until spring next year.
Han Xi was also a little heartbroken to know that he had spent two thousand kilograms of potatoes making seeds.
During this period, I only dug half an acre of potatoes to stew beef, which was a loss of more than a thousand kilograms of potatoes.
It seems that from now on it will be better to plant according to the seasons.
This is true for potatoes, and other crops in the cultivated fields will probably be wiped out.
Fortunately, there were only two hundred acres of sweet potatoes and potatoes cultivated at this time.
It seems that there is no need to find someone to pick up rocks during this period. These potatoes and sweet potatoes are enough for Han Xi to exercise for a while.
Seeing the heartbroken look on A Niu's face, Han Xi found it funny, so he said: "Everyone has worked hard collecting grain today, let the kitchen cook rice for everyone!"
A Niu suddenly laughed when he heard that there was white rice to eat.
You must know that white rice is a precious thing in Yan'an Prefecture. Even in good harvest years, the price is very expensive. One stone of white rice can be exchanged for three stones of wheat.
After all, Yan'an Mansion mainly produces wheat and miscellaneous grains.
Even wealthy people rarely eat rice. When Han Xi was a child, he only ate a little rice during the Chinese New Year.
Just as Han Xi and A Niu were talking about eating, a short man wearing thin long sleeves ran over.
"General, the gun is ready." The short man said with a smile.
"Okay?" Han Xi looked happy. He wanted to compare the difference between the matchlock guns produced by the empire and the guns of the Ming army.
As a result, the Ming army's muskets were old and had not been maintained much, so the officers, soldiers and prisoners did not dare to put more gunpowder at all.
Naturally, it was impossible to test the performance of the musket. Han Xi forced an officer and soldier prisoner to load enough gunpowder, but the result was that the barrel exploded.
Helpless, Han Xi could only ask the blacksmith shop to make a new one.
Han Xi walked towards the blacksmith shop with a smile on his face. When he arrived at the blacksmith shop, he saw many children playing near the fence. The warmest place at this time was around the blacksmith shop.
A large amount of hot air is emitted every day, which makes the temperature within a hundred feet of the blacksmith shop several degrees higher than other places.
Entering the blacksmith shop, Han Xi felt a wave of heat coming over him.
Han Xi did not enter the blacksmithing place, but went to the courtyard next door where things were stored.
After entering the courtyard, you will see long iron blocks. There are eight houses in the courtyard.
There are signs hanging on them.
Farm tools, daily necessities, military staffs, artillery, muskets, horse gear, armor, and daily necessities for military camps.
At this time, ten muskets were placed at the door of the musket room.
Just these ten guns took forty craftsmen a month to make.
This speed also left Han Xi speechless. The reason for being so slow may be because he said that he would get the best one.
"Now that it's made, let's try it." Han Xi said to the people in the courtyard.
"Yes, General."
Everyone brought their guns. The newly made gun was three feet long, nearly one meter, but only weighed eight kilograms.
This is a relatively short matchlock gun.
The reason why the matchlock gun is made so long is to allow the gunpowder to burn better and increase the hit rate.
Soon, the group arrived at an empty shooting range.
At this time, the sound of the Vulcan gun being discharged can still be heard on the shooting range.
This is a musketry team formed by Han Xi who selected fifty people with good eyesight from among the bandits.
At this time, fifty people were doing daily training, about twenty rounds a day.
The muskets currently in use were all captured from the army.
Han Xi asked people to select some relatively intact guns for these people to practice on. These guns would later be used as practice guns for training new recruits.
As for the new guns, I’m afraid they won’t be equipped until next spring.
Seeing Han Xi coming, the group stopped shooting and shouted: "The general is mighty."
Han Xi waved his hand and motioned for these people to continue practicing, while they went to the shooting range next door to test the guns.
When he arrived at the shooting range, Han Xi personally loaded the musket and put the lead into it, and then under the guidance of a farmer, he put the musket into the slot at the rear of the gun body.
There seems to be a T-shaped slot in the card slot.
Clamp the musket, light the match rope with the fire breaker at the same time, look at the rear sight, aim at the crosshair, and pull the trigger.
"Bang~"
A burst of white mist rose, and a hole was seen in the square target fifty steps away.
"Haha! I didn't expect this general to have the potential to be a sharpshooter," Han Xi laughed.
Then he walked to a target a hundred paces away next door, changed his gun, and pulled the trigger.
"boom!"
Another burst of white mist rose, and a hole was seen in the square target a hundred steps away.
"Hit the target~" shouted a craftsman who ran over to look at the target.
Hiss~~
Han Xi wondered in his heart whether he really had the potential to be a sharpshooter. The hit rate of the matchlock gun at this time was very impressive.
The main reason is that the matchlock gun is loaded with projectiles in the front, and the projectiles are usually smaller than the muzzle. This causes the bullets to jump up and down in the barrel, and the recoil force deforms the movement of the gun holder. Therefore, the matchlock gun has a low hit rate and must form a dense The reason why shooting works.
This is why the barrels of matchlocks are very long, and some matchlocks even have a bracket.
"Not bad, not bad, not bad!" Han Xi said three good words in a row.
Then he walked towards another target one hundred and fifty steps away. He changed his weapon and pulled the trigger.
"boom!"
"Go over and take a look." Han Xi said.
So a person ran over, and after a while, someone in the distance shouted loudly: "I'm hit."
Hearing the shouts in the distance, Han Xi couldn't help but smile on his face, and then walked towards the target two hundred steps away.
This is the farthest target on the shooting range, about 150 meters in two hundred steps.
Han Xi changed his gun and did not pull the trigger directly this time. The target 150 meters away was too small, just a point, and it was difficult to aim.
It feels like looking at a villain on the street from a fifty-story building.
"boom!"
As soon as the gunshot rang out, someone ran over. After a while, someone shouted excitedly: "It's hit, it's hit."
"Hahahaha~" Han Xi couldn't help laughing at this time. I couldn't put it down when I touched the warm musket.
"How much does this gun cost? Can it be mass-produced?" Han Xi asked with a smile.
"This gun costs sixty taels per gun. All the craftsmen will work together to make it in January, and they can produce up to seven to twelve guns," Ahai, a farmer from the empire, said.
