Chapter 332: Sharp Weapon, Baby
In the early hours of the morning, Xu Wei slowly opened his eyes, and the oath he made before going to bed last night echoed in his mind again...
——I, Xu Wei, swear to learn good boxing and kicking skills!
He reached out to take the clothes, and his hand slowly fell down...
Snoring began.
When I woke up again, it was already dawn.
"Oops!"
Xu Wei got up in a hurry and washed up. Jiang Qingzhi and others had just returned from training and were preparing to have breakfast.
"What are you having for breakfast today?" Hu Zongxian asked.
"You'll have to ask Shi Tou." Fu Cheng said with a smile.
"Today's breakfast has hot and sour soup and beef pie. There are a lot of green onions in the beef pie. It tastes so good... Old Xu, you didn't come today."
Sun Chonglou was very dissatisfied with his 'disciple's' laziness.
"Tomorrow, tomorrow." Xu Wei said, "I have something else to do, so I'll go out first."
"Be careful." Sun Bu Tong reminded.
"Don't worry, from the moment Fang Zhuo's head was delivered, they dared not attack me, Xu Wei."
As soon as you go out, you can smell the smell of firewood and the smell of breakfast being prepared in each household.
Xu Wei sniffed and smelled fried rice, noodles, pancakes, steamed buns, and some other miscellaneous smells, all mixed together in a very intoxicating way.
Smoke from cooking fires curled up above every household. There was no wind today, so it looked like fog, covering the entire capital.
After exiting Xin'an Lane, turn right through another alley, cross the main street, and you will see the spontaneously formed vegetable market.
There are a lot of stalls selling breakfast at this moment, and many people who are too lazy to cook buy breakfast to take home, and can also buy vegetables at the same time.
"Clang, clang, clang!" The sound of chopping pork was heard.
There were several women gathered in front of Yang Zhaodi's meat stall, pointing at different parts of the pork and asking her to cut them.
Yang Zhaodi easily turned over half of the pig, and with a few cuts, one of the pig's front legs was chopped off.
Weigh and collect money.
"Two fried dough cakes, and a bowl of eight-treasure porridge."
Xu Wei bought breakfast and squatted beside it to eat.
He held two oil cakes in one hand and took a bite. They were very thick. Several big men beside him were eating heartily, but Xu Wei was eating while looking at Yang Zhaodi, not knowing what he was eating.
After finishing his breakfast, Xu Wei coughed dryly and walked over to greet her, "Miss Yang."
"Buy meat?" Yang Zhaodi glanced at him.
"Well...yeah! Buy meat."
Later that day, Xu Wei returned to the mansion with some spare ribs. He threw them to the cook, who was puzzled. "We bought spare ribs this morning. What's wrong with you, Mr. Xu..."
"Pork ribs are good. They are delicious whether stewed, fried, or braised."
"True, but eating too much will ruin your teeth."
At this time, a beeping sound came from the backyard. Xu Wei was puzzled, "What has the uncle been doing these days? This sound is weird."
Beep!
Jiang Qingzhi cleared out an area in the backyard and strictly prohibited anyone from entering or leaving... Not just any person, but the maids in the backyard were not allowed to enter or leave.
"This is an important place of my Mohist clan!"
Jiang Qingzhi said to Li Tian very seriously at the time: "Once it is leaked, the consequences will be very serious."
Li Tian got nervous when she heard this, and immediately ordered the maids in the backyard to gather and gave them a warning. Finally, she said, "I have made a promise beforehand. Anyone who knowingly commits a crime will never be able to return to the palace..."
Anyone who dares to find out the news will not be allowed to go back.
Beep!
In the yard, a generator was working, and Jiang Qingzhi sniffed the long-lost exhaust fumes with intoxication.
The machine tool had been tested a few days ago, and today Jiang Qingzhi was going to use this small machine tool to process some things...
He got the raw materials from the Ministry of Industry, and with the friendship of the cooperation on the biogas digester, this was not a problem.
There were a few steel rods, and the material was surprisingly good.
Jiang Qingzhi clamped the steel rod in the fixture, installed the processing tool, and after multiple tests to confirm that there were no problems, he began processing.
The knife slowly touched the steel rod, and Jiang Qingzhi gently tried to cut in...
The power is still small.
Very slow.
But it’s better than handmade!
In his previous life in South America, Jiang Qingzhi had a small workshop that produced AKs, weapons used in guerrilla warfare.
Soon Jiang Qingzhi's hands became sore, so he rested for a while and then continued.
Half an hour later, Jiang Qingzhi let go of his hand and felt sore in his arm.
He took down the steel pipe that had been preliminarily processed, took a few glances at it, and thought it was okay.
“This line is not easy to make!”
Jiang Qingzhi was figuring out how to rifle.
He didn't know that under the simplest conditions, as long as the ballistic laws are followed, the rifling is not that important.
It’s never wrong to be careful!
Jiang Qingzhi tested it carefully.
"Uncle." A maid knocked on the door.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Qingzhi asked.
"Someone is coming from the palace."
Jiang Qingzhi turned off the generator and casually put the two things in.
He went to the front yard while playing with the steel pipe. Seeing that it was the eunuch beside the Taoist, he asked, "What's the matter?"
"Your Majesty said that if the Mohist family has any treasures, it's time to show them off."
Jiang Qing was startled, then he understood the Taoist's intention, "Your Majesty, I understand." The eunuch asked curiously, "Excuse me, Master, I heard that the Mohist mechanical art is unparalleled in the world, I wonder what mechanical art is?"
"Something that kills people." Jiang Qingzhi said casually. He stroked the steel pipe, but was thinking about what to show off.
Think tanks assembled.
In the study, Jiang Qingzhi said: "The Confucians want to start with rumors. After failing, they will most likely start from the court and make all officials hate our Mohists. If so, everything we want to do in the future will be difficult..."
"Back then, Confucius traveled around the countries with his disciples in order to persuade them to adopt his doctrine." Xia Yan said, "Without power, any doctrine is a joke."
"That's what the Mohist School did back then." Jiang Qingzhi said with a smile, "If no one from the six ministries and other government offices cooperates, then the methods of my Mohist School will naturally be useless."
"Your Majesty's intention is to let the Earl come up with something extremely beneficial to the Ming Dynasty, so that those people can see the benefits of Mohism." Hu Zongxian pondered, "From the Yinshan debate, it can be seen that there are many Confucian disciples who have a good impression of our Mohism, and the same is true in the court. We must let those knowledgeable people see the benefits of Mohism to the Ming Dynasty..."
"This is a breakthrough that starts from the court." The weather was a bit hot and humid. Xu Wei opened his shirt, and his plump white chest made people want to laugh. "If the Mohist School wants to break out of the siege of the Confucian School, it must let the court and the people of the world see the role of the Mohist School. And to do this, it must hold great power..."
Xu Wei said: "The Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Revenue are first."
One was in charge of the fortifications, and the other was in charge of the money and grain.
"Let's not talk about this for now." Xia Yan coughed dryly, "Qingzhi, do you have a treasure that can shock the court?"
Everyone looked at Jiang Qingzhi and thought that it would be nice to have another biogas digester!
Jiang Qingzhi played with the steel pipe, "Baby, there is one."
"Don't be stingy, sir." Xu Wei said, "At this time, if you open the door just like this, what you take out will definitely make people stunned."
Jiang Qingzhi said calmly: "I'm not stingy, but I'm worried... What is the best thing to take out?"
Everyone: "..."
Jiang Qingzhi, "Go buy some charcoal, saltpeter, and sulfur."
Mo Zhan called a few guards over and said coldly: "Don't let it leak out. If anyone betrays us, the wild dogs in the mass graves outside the city will be hungry."
Everyone was startled and quickly agreed.
Jiang Qingzhi just smiled when he found out.
Gunpowder has been around for a long time and has been used in actual combat for many years. But his formula is the best ratio summarized by later generations, which is not even matched by the Portuguese, the current hegemon of the earth. If someone were to spy on it, it would be a huge trouble.
He added a few more things to the list. If someone could get all the things purchased by the guards, even if they knew that Jiang Qingzhi wanted to make gunpowder and knew how to process it, in the end, because of the different proportions, they would only make a bunch of fireworks.
After purchasing the things, Jiang Qingzhi asked Sun Chonglou to deliver them to the forbidden area in the backyard.
"The master doesn't allow us to approach the forbidden area, but Sun Chonglou can go in and out openly." Several maids whispered.
Huang Yaner came out and said coldly, "That's someone close to the uncle."
A maid said, "But he is also a servant."
Huang Yan'er didn't explain to her. After entering, she said to Li Tian who was looking at the account book, "Madam, is it inappropriate for Sun Chonglou to enter and leave the backyard?"
It's okay to enter and exit the restricted area, but this is the backyard, so there are differences between men and women.
Li Tian raised his eyes and said, "Don't worry about what Shitou does. Also, don't let those people gossip about it."
"Yes." Huang Yan'er smiled and said, "To be honest, Sun Chonglou always shouts in the early morning, which makes it impossible for people to sleep in."
"I know what you want to ask." Li Tian put down the account book and rubbed the corners of her eyes. "But I want to ask why my husband is so kind to Shitou?"
"Yes." Huang Yaner is close to Li Tian and she doesn't shy away from telling her many things.
"Remember, in the eyes of the Lord, stones are not servants."
"what is that?"
"brother."
……
"Master, everyone has moved in."
Sun Chonglou picked out the raw materials easily. Jiang Qingzhi looked at his broad body and couldn't help but envy him.
"Old rules."
Jiang Qingzhi separated the raw materials and asked Sun Chonglou to process them manually.
While beating, Sun Chonglou asked in confusion: "Master, isn't it just gunpowder? It's everywhere on the street."
"The gunpowder we found at Altan's place last time can also be found all over the streets?" Jiang Qingzhi asked.
Sun Chonglou scratched his head, "It seems impossible!"
Charcoal, saltpeter, sulfur... Let alone now, even in the future, how many people who are not in the industry know the ratio of black powder? Moreover, when the new gunpowder is used, the power... Jiang Qingzhi thought of the last time in the Tatar tribe, which made the people of the Altan tribe think that it was thunder.
Because it is on a small scale, it is quite fast.
Before dinner, Sun Chonglou got several bags of various powders and felt tired for the first time.
But after dinner, the boy regained his energy and dragged Sun Bu Tong out to the night market.
Jiang Qingzhi returned to the forbidden area, weighed the raw materials, and mixed them according to the proportions...
While stirring, Jiang Qingzhi suddenly stopped.
"Fuck!"
Jiang Qingzhi looked at the candle beside him and broke out in a cold sweat.
"I'm courting death!"
On the second day, Xu Wei still did not have breakfast at home, but he did participate in the morning exercise. He was tormented by his "master" Sun Chonglou and limped.
Jiang Qingzhi went to the forbidden area as usual.
"I wonder what Qingzhi is going to come up with." Xia Yan and Hu Zongxian took a walk together after dinner.
"I think it won't be worse than a biogas digester!" said Hu Zongxian.
forbidden.
Jiang Qingzhi looked up at the sky and said, "What a coincidence this day is."
Someone came from the palace again, and the Taoist asked if the baby was ready.
"Your Majesty." Jiang Qingzhi played with the steel pipe with a few more holes. "It's a good day for an outing. I have something here that can help your Majesty."
After the visitor left, Jiang Qingzhi looked at the gunpowder and grinned, "The gunpowder from the Arms Bureau can't even kill a dog, let alone kill a person. I'll open their eyes tomorrow and hope they don't get scared to death."
(End of this chapter)
