This loud noise caused everyone in the room to come out.
Except for Amei, who personally participated in making firecrackers, her face was still calm, and even Huang Yueying's face was full of surprise.
Then everyone watched Feng Junhou get up from the ground in embarrassment.
"Is this... Chun Lei?"
Huang Yueying came over, her eyes full of confusion, and asked.
Just now she was sitting peacefully in the room without looking outside, so she didn't know what was going on.
The firecrackers were made by Feng Yong and Amei. Except for the two of them, the other people in the venue had only heard that Feng Junhou had made something new, but they did not expect such a noise.
"No, I just set off a firecracker."
Feng Yong explained quickly.
Huang Yueying looked at Guan Ji, who was retracting her defensive posture, and then looked around. She saw no bamboo, only some scattered red confetti.
"Firecrackers? What kind of firecrackers make such a noise?"
"Well, this firecracker is not an ordinary firecracker, it is..."
Feng Yong turned around and was about to point it out to Huang Yueying.
Unexpectedly, this look frightened him: "Put it down!"
Zhang Xingyi just saw the whole process, and he actually took a firecracker while Feng Yong was talking to Huang Yueying.
At this time, he was imitating Feng Yongyi's appearance at the beginning, holding out the incense from a distance, hoping to light the lead.
fragrant?
Where is my fragrance? How did it get into the hands of this woman?
Only then did Feng Yong realize that his hands were empty.
This loud shout made Zhang Xingyi turn his head in fright, and his hands shook at the same time.
"Chichi..."
"Run, run!"
Feng Yong rushed over, picked up Zhang Xingyi and ran away.
Guan Ji had experience this time and protected Huang Yueying and took a few steps back.
Fortunately, when making firecrackers, the lead wires were specially lengthened out of consideration for safety.
A flash of fire appeared.
"boom!"
Confetti flew.
Amei and Li Mu held the child in their arms. They did not receive instructions and did not dare to come over. They could only watch from a distance in the room.
"Wow!"
The child's ears were not covered in time this time, and he was so frightened that he burst into tears.
When Guan Ji heard the child's cry, she glared at Feng Yong and walked quickly to see the child.
Feng Yong was a little confused, it wasn't me.
It wasn't until someone poked his waist that he realized that he had been protecting Zhang Xingyi and half-hugging her in his arms.
Feng Yong quickly let go of his hand.
Zhang Xingyi carried everyone on his back, raised his face, eyes curved into crescent moons, squeezed his waist quietly, and then separated.
Feng Junhou felt guilty and glanced at Huang Yueying next to him.
Huang Yueying seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and didn't say anything. She turned around and went back to see the child.
Feng Yong followed step by step and saw A Chong in Li Mu's arms crying lively, while both in Amei's arms opened their mouths and drooled.
Guan Ji took Ah Chong's hand from Li Mu and patted it a few times.
After being coaxed by his mother, Ah Chong calmed down.
"Put the child in the back room, where it will be quiet. The ancestors of the Feng family have also seen the child and will not blame him."
Huang Yueying was still experienced and gave the order.
After a small interlude, everyone's attention finally turned to the firecrackers.
"Bring that thing to me and have a look!"
The first one who couldn't hold back was Huang Yueying.
Zhang Xingyi rushed over and brought another firecracker.
Huang Yueying's eyes were shining brightly, and she looked at this thing over and over.
Finally, he handed it to Zhang Xingyi and said, "Go and try burning a few more."
Zhang Xing recalled the order and ran away excitedly.
"If you light it, run away immediately. Pay attention to safety!"
Feng Yong reminded loudly from behind.
Guan Ji said: "I'll go look at her!"
Then he ran away too.
Facing a group of women with violent genes, Feng Junhou was overwhelmed but unable to do anything.
Listening to the banging sound, sparks flew everywhere, Huang Yueying's eyes also sparkled, and her face glowed red.
I don't know if he was frozen or if he was stimulated by the sparks and loud noise.
She asked in a low voice, "This kind of object is only small in appearance, but it has such power. Tell me, if you make it bigger..."
Feng Junhou knew that such a day would come when he made firecrackers, but he did not expect that it would come so quickly.
Just after the explosion, someone asked him this.
"Madam, if this is too big, it will kill or injure anyone who comes close."
"really?!"
Huang Yueying was not surprised but happy.
Feng Yong shrugged, "Of course it's true, but it doesn't have eyes. It will not only kill others, but it will also kill itself."
“And this thing gets damp easily, and once it gets damp, it’s useless.”
"Of course, if there is a way to put it under the city gate, you can also blow it open."
Huang Yueying's eyes lit up again.
"It's just that the amount needed is a bit large. With Dahan's current situation, if he saves for a few years, he should be able to save enough to blow open the city gate."
"But if the engineering battalion is to use trebuchets to smash it, even the strongest city in the world will only be broken open in two or three months at most."
Huang Yueying:......
When making black powder, the source of charcoal is not a problem, nor is the source of nitrate.
The source of sulfur is the big problem.
The purification of nitrate and sulfur is even more of a big problem.
With the continuous development of Nanzhong, sporadic small sulfur mines have been discovered.
But this is of no use.
Because the road conditions are really bad.
And the amount is too small to be exploited on a large scale.
Black powder is not industrially produced gunpowder in later generations. Its power is very small. If you use it to blow up small towns, there is no need.
Because the walls of the small town are basically very low, you can climb over them with just a ladder.
If the city wall is dilapidated, people can climb over it without even using tools.
This is why once a big city is lost, the surrounding smaller cities surrender.
And if you use it to blow up big cities, if you want to get the power of a pack of explosives in later generations and replace it with black powder, then you have to use large trucks as the unit of calculation.
This is even if nitrate and sulfur can improve purity.
But based on the current level of craftsmanship, Feng Junhou has no illusions about raising the purity of the two to a satisfactory level.
It's better to just use a weighted trebuchet to smash it, which is much more convenient than black powder.
The output is not enough and the purity is not enough. It has no use except for making fireworks and playing with firecrackers.
It is always said that the ancients invented black powder and could only use it to play with fireworks. They did not want to make progress. In the end, they were overtaken by the West. This is really infuriating.
Now Feng Yong himself discovered that he actually had no choice but to stop making progress.
He finally discovered that he had overlooked a fundamental issue before: the West had promoted gunpowder and exploded it all over the world, which was supported by the industrialized system.
Feng Yong is currently in the stage of quietly developing handicraft industry.
The garbage power of black powder, the garbage output of steel, the quality of garbage, the level of garbage produced by craftsmanship...
The final product is probably not even as good as the firearms of the late Ming Dynasty. It is not good at blowing up enemies, but it is refreshing to blow up your own people. What is the use of this thing?
Huang Yueying looked at the two women who were jumping up and down to avoid the firecrackers, with a look of disappointment on her face: "I see, it seems that I have thought too much."
Feng Yong was a little surprised. He didn't expect Huang Yueying to accept his statement so quickly.
"Thank you, madam, for your trust."
If Huang Yueying doesn't believe in himself and insists on giving it a try, then he will be worried.
If the operation is not standardized and something goes wrong, Zhuge Lao Yao can kill himself alive.
Huang Yueying smiled.
"Is this something from your sect? I only mentioned it once, but you can say so many things. I guess your sect has already made a conclusion."
"If you can have enough, you can use it occasionally when you're not expecting it."
Feng Yong made a concluding statement.
If there is an opportunity, it would be a good idea to pile tons of black powder under the enemy's walls or pile it at a specific location, then lure the enemy over and blast it.
