"I don't dare bother you, Sir, to wait for you. If you can come, I'll just pay you a visit." Han Du laughed, and then dismissed the matter.
After that, the two of them stopped talking about the previous topic, and instead spent some time doing some household chores.
When the two came back, the people from the Ministry of Industry had already loaded the counted rough knife blades onto the car.
"How is the situation?" Xue Xiang came over and saw his subordinate officials standing waiting for him, so he asked loudly.
When the official from the Ministry of Industry heard this, he quickly bowed his hands and said, "Sir, the quantity is correct and the quality is good."
After saying that, he turned around and pulled out a rough blade of a waist knife from the car and showed it to Xue Xiang, "Master Shangshu, please take a look. This waist knife is the same as we requested in terms of style and weight."
His fingers rubbed the unedged blade a few times, "It only needs to be polished and sharpened, and then put on a wooden handle, and it will be a complete waist knife."
Xue Xiang took the rough blade of the waist knife from the official's hand, flicked it on the blade with his finger, and the crisp and sweet sound echoed endlessly.
Praise: "Good knife."
Seeing this, Han Du immediately smiled and said: "As long as you are satisfied, Sir. In fact, we can cooperate more closely in the future. Menial work such as forging ordnance can be left to the subordinates."
He patted his chest and promised Xue Xiang: "I promise, no matter how much quantity you need or what quality you need, as long as you leave it to me, I will definitely satisfy you."
"All I need to do is pay you money?" Xue Xiang couldn't help teasing him when he saw Han Du's vigorous self-promotion.
Han Du smiled and said nothing, and his meaning was obvious. Of course he wanted money. Who would do anything without money?
Arms trading, this is a huge profit.
This was something that Han Du only remembered after he took over the order from the Ministry of Industry. It was also something that made him curse himself for being late, arms trading!
As the saying goes: The only way to relieve worries is to get rich!
How to get rich suddenly?
Please take a look at the cool operation of a certain rabbit, that is, "We will sell what others dare to sell, and we will sell what others dare not sell. We will sell first and then negotiate. Cash on delivery is clear enough!"
Taking the weapons manufacturing contract from the Ministry of Industry is enough for the banknote bureau to get rid of poverty and become rich, and reach the pinnacle of life.
"I am just a low-ranking official to earn some hard-earned money." Han Du said as if I am just a man of justice and justice, not to make money, but to help my friends.
Han Du held Xue Xiang's arm and led him aside, "Sir, please take a look."
"Is this a shield?" Xue Xiang looked at the strange, round pile of things in front of him and said uncertainly.
Some people don't understand what Han Du wants to do.
Han Du picked up a shield and explained to Xue Xiang, "This is the latest product manufactured by the Banknote Bureau. It is made of pure stainless steel. It is definitely the best among shields. And after our careful design, this shield can disperse the impact to the greatest extent."
The force of the blow on it. None of the boss's men have ever used a shield, so you can let him try it."
The officials who came with Xue Xiang didn't know what Mr. Han wanted to do. When they were counting the waist knives just now, they discovered these shields and thought they were cast by the Banknote Bureau for their own use.
Xue Xiang heard Han Du boasting so much and was curious whether the shield was as magical as he said, so he turned back and glanced at the accompanying crowd.
An official from the Ministry of Industry saw this and said, "Sir, I can give it a try."
Xue Xiang nodded towards him.
The official then stood up, took the shield from Han Du's hand, held the handle and clasped it on his arm, and waved it a few times.
Han Du couldn't help but nodded when he saw this man's professional movements. He was an expert at using a shield. Maybe he had even gone to war with the army.
After trying it for a few times, the official felt the shield in his hand carefully, and then reported to Xue Xiang: "Sir, this thing is very handy, and it is much lighter than a wooden shield. It doesn't take much effort to use. I just don't know how protective it is.
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Most of the ancient shields were wooden shields, with some iron pieces attached at most. Pictures like the rows of iron shields in the TV series were computer special effects and would not be possible in modern times, let alone ancient times.
If there is enough iron to cast a shield, how many swords, spears, and arrows can be cast?
Although a wooden shield of the same thickness is lighter than an iron shield, its defensive power is not enough. If you want to resist the enemy's arrows, you must increase the thickness. When the thickness increases, the wooden shield will be heavier than the iron shield.
Its only advantage is that it is cheap and can be sourced locally without having to transport it thousands of miles to the front line.
"You'll know after you try it, won't you?" Han Du smiled and said to the official holding the shield. Then he ordered the craftsmen on the side, "Come here and find a hammer for this gentleman."
Xue Xiang looked at the rough embryo of the waist knife in his hand, then at the official holding the shield, and said with a smile: "Since ancient times, there has been a saying of using one's spear to attack the other's shield. Today I am here to give it a try. This waist knife and this
Steel Shield, is it as good as you say?"
Use his spear to attack his shield?
When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter.
Han Du was also smiling, but he was different from the ancients. The ancients' bragging was exposed, but what he said was true.
"Master Shangshu, this waist sword has not been opened yet. Is it suitable to use it to test the shield?" Han Du said indifferently.
Xue Xiang stroked his beard and said with a smile: "What's wrong? What I'm trying on is your steel shield, not a knife. What does it matter whether it can be used or not?"
Since this was the case, Han Du couldn't say anything more, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Your Majesty, please do so."
Xue Xiang handed the waist knife in his hand to a burly craftsman.
Since the handle of the knife had not yet been installed, Han Du thoughtfully found him a piece of linen cloth to wrap the handle of the knife.
The craftsman held the handle of the knife and apologized to the official holding the shield: "Sir, I'm offended."
"Come on." The official holding the shield was also unambiguous.
The craftsman nodded, raised his sword and slashed at the steel shield.
There was no unexpected "clang" sound, but instead a "chacha-cha" sound came out, just like the sound of two pieces of metal rubbing together.
Xue Xiang also heard that the sound was wrong.
Asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"
The craftsman didn't know what was going on. Faced with Xue Xiang's questioning, he was at a loss and said: "Little one, I don't know what's wrong. I don't know why every time I cut up, I felt the knife in my hand being cut.
A strange force twisted it to one side. And this force was not fixed, moving left and right. The first time I cut it, I twisted it to the left. The second time, I used force to the right. Unexpectedly, this time
It turned to the right again, and it twisted even more violently."
Can such a strange thing happen?
This shield is just a dead thing. Could it be that it can be used to disperse the power of attacks like a living thing?
Xue Xiang is a little unbelieving!
He grabbed the craftsman's knife and swung it with a few swish strokes.
The result was naturally exactly as the craftsman said. No matter how hard he tried to stabilize the sword, every time he saw the steel shield, it would slip without exception. And the harder he tried to restrain himself, the more slippery he became.
Xue Xiang stopped the experiment, threw the waist knife to the person beside him, looked up at Han Du, and asked: "What on earth is going on?"
In Xue Xiang's opinion, the strangeness on this shield must have been caused by Han Du.
Han Du said with a smile: "This is a secret. I have no comment, and I ask for your forgiveness, Lord Shangshu. Lord Shangshu, I'd better ask this lady how he feels."
Seeing this, Xue Xiang gave up and continued to ask Han Du. In his opinion, this must be something Han Du had made to sell for money, just like the cement.
Then he asked the official holding the shield, "How is it? How do you feel about the shield?"
The official holding the shield had already brightened his eyes. Faced with Xue Xiang's question, he answered without hesitation: "Okay! Master Shangshu, this shield is so good, better than any shield I have seen before. Just now.
When the knife struck it, Xiaguan only felt a very small force, not even a shock."
Seeing the official's high praise, Han Du felt that he had another lucrative business.
He immediately looked at the official with a smile on his face and encouraged him: "Sir, would you like to try it again with a hammer? Let's see how powerful this shield is at dispersing force."
"Okay." The official holding the shield also refused to accept anyone who came.
When he heard Han Du talk about the shield's ability to disperse the force of a blow just now, he thought Han Du was bragging. Now he had to admit that this shield was so magical, and at the same time he also wanted to know how the shield could disperse the force.
How many.
Han Du waved his hand, and naturally a craftsman came forward with a hammer.
The hammer hit the shield and did not stop until the official holding the shield waved his hand.
The craftsman swung the hammer several times and was somewhat out of breath, but the official stood with a shield, looking calm and calm.
Needless to say, everyone, including Xue Xiang, already understood the result.
What a good thing!
Xue Xiang carefully stroked the shield. There was not even a mark on the place where he had been hit by the knife, chopper and hammer.
"The things are good, but no matter how good they are, I can't buy them. It's really a pity that the Ministry of War has no plan to prepare shields."
Han Du nodded to express his understanding.
A shield can obviously be made on-site using local materials, so why do we need to spend manpower, material and financial resources to build it?
There is absolutely no need for this.
The Ministry of War has no demand. Although the Ministry of Industry is responsible for preparing ordnance for the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Industry cannot forcefully give others things they don't want.
Han Du smiled, clapped his hands magnanimously, and said: "What's the point of talking about money? Talking about money hurts feelings. These hundred steel shields were given to the Ministry of Industry by the Banknote Bureau. They don't cost a penny. Just the Ministry of Industry
Whatever you need in the future, just leave it to the Banknote Bureau to make it."
What's a hundred shields? Han Du originally planned to give away a thousand shields, but later because he wanted to make them perfect, the cost of the steel shields continued to rise.