The flying man is a young boy, no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. He has red lips and white teeth, and a light layer of down on his lips. He looks well-kept. He should be a rich man, but his behavior is very vulgar. He is lying on the bed in the cabin.
, with the quilt covering his body, he showed a lively look as soon as he woke up. When he saw Liu Ziguang coming in, he waved his hand casually, motioning Liu Ziguang to sit down.
"Did you save my young master?" the young man asked carelessly, speaking in Nanjing dialect.
Liu Ziguang was not a formal person. He sat down aside without a care and replied casually: "It's me. You fly well in the sky, but it's a pity that your water quality is a bit poor."
"I am so blessed that I will not die easily, but you saved me, so I still want to reward you with something." After saying this, he groped in the wet clothes he took off for a while, and took out a green object and threw it to him.
Liu Ziguang.
Liu Ziguang stretched out his hand to catch it and took a closer look. It was a flawless jade pendant. It was all green without a trace of color. There was an exquisite phoenix embossed on the round jade pendant. The workmanship was exquisite, and every feather was carved with meticulous detail. Look.
It looked very valuable. Liu Ziguang looked at the light outside the porthole and saw that the light transmittance of the jadeite was very good, and there were no impurities inside.
"Then I will be disrespectful." Liu Ziguang put the jade away with satisfaction and asked the flying boy: "The servants of the young master's family must be very anxious. How about I arrange a small boat to take you ashore?"
"Don't worry, this is a paddle steamer from the sound. Bring me a set of dry clothes. I want to see the steam engine." The young man didn't regard himself as an outsider at all. Liu Ziguang called Ma Bian over and asked him to get him.
A set of clean clothes came over, and after a while Ma Bian brought a set of clothes in and then went out. Liu Ziguang also got up and prepared to leave the cabin to let the young man change clothes, but the young man said in surprise: "Why is there no one to help me change clothes?"
Liu Ziguang's nose was almost crooked with anger. This young man was so rude. He actually asked someone to help him change his clothes. He immediately replied: "There are some rough people on the boat and they don't know how to wait for others. You should dress yourself." The young man had no choice but to have no choice but to change his clothes.
He waved his hand for Liu Ziguang to go out and get dressed by himself.
Liu Ziguang shrugged his shoulders and went out. He didn't see the boy crawling out of the quilt and wearing large bright yellow pants.
When they came to the deck, they saw that a speedboat had already docked beside their ship. It turned out that the long entourage of the flying boy had arrived. Four family members with fair faces and no beards politely thanked everyone, and then hurriedly ran away.
He went into the cabin to help the young man get dressed.
It took a long time for the boy to dress up and walk out of the cabin. At this time, the paddle steamer had already started, and the boy's speedboat followed behind. Although the boy was young, he was already relatively tall, but he was relatively thin, and his clothes were simply from ancient times.
It's a large one, so it looks stylish wearing Liu Ziguang's clothes.
The young man was arrogant and wanted to go to the engine room to have a look. It happened that Liu Ziguang had never seen the steam engine on the ship, so he went down with him. The engine room was at the bottom of the ship, connected to the coal bunker. The air was dirty, the heat wave was rolling, and everything was filthy. Most senior crew members were very dirty.
The young man who was young was indeed very interested and did not care about such a dirty environment. He felt around and looked around. The bare-backed boatman used a big lever to put charcoal into the stove. The fire door closed and opened again. Liu Ziguang watched.
After a while, I felt that it was not interesting. Just as I was about to go up, I heard the young man speak: "It seems to be a steam engine produced by the Liguo Iron Works. It is very reliable. The furnace walls and pipes are very strong and resistant to pressure, but it is too heavy."
It is large, which affects the speed when installed on the ship. On the contrary, it is not as good as the steam engine of Wuchang Shipyard. The size is just right and the weight is much lighter than that of the domestic factory. Therefore, when making civilian ships, it is better to use the Wuchang engine. Should it be used for weapons? It is better to benefit the country and have greater reliability.
high."
It turns out that I am still a scientific boy, and I am very familiar with flying in the sky and running in the water.
After checking in the cabin, the two returned to the deck. The young man's attendant was moving the damaged large kite to their speedboat. Liu Ziguang asked curiously: "Did you design this delta-wing aircraft?"
"What, you called him a delta-winged aircraft. The name is interesting. I called him the Flying Divine Wing. The name is very interesting, right? Yes, this god was designed and manufactured by me personally. Does this brother have any advice?"
answer.
"The Flying God Wing has a very cool name, but it is too backward to rely solely on airflow to propel it without power. It would be nice to add a propeller." Liu Ziguang still admired the scientific boy and sincerely put forward forward-looking views.
"What is a propeller?" The boy was a little confused.
"It's just a thing that can keep rotating. It's driven by a machine and can blow air behind it. It can blow your flying wings to wherever you want. For example, fly from Nanjing to Yangzhou or something." Liu Ziguang has never tried it before.
Regarding pork, I have only seen pigs running around, but the description is pretty vivid.
When encountering a scientific problem, the boy's eyes immediately lit up. He caught Liu Ziguang and asked him to draw a propeller pattern and express his ideas.
There happened to be white paper and charcoal pencils on the side that Peng Jinrong had just painted the wings of the flying god. Chang Sui brought them over and held them up on a wooden board for Liu Ziguang to draw. The Peng family sisters also gathered around and watched curiously as Liu Ziguang drew pictures for the flying boy.
Seeing so many people gathered around, Liu Ziguang also wanted to stand out. He cheered up and used the sketch he learned in the Children's Palace when he was a child. He first drew a delta wing, and then drew something similar to a bicycle underneath, but without wheels.
Pressing the pedal with your feet can drive a large propeller, pedal, chain, gear transmission, and human power drive at the back. It is not a very detailed design, just a schematic diagram, but a simple diagram is enough for a genius. The young man
His eyes have become very keen.
Liu Ziguang smiled slightly and drew a larger delta wing with a movable tail on it that could control the direction. There was a cockpit and engine room below, which drove two propellers. He also drew a little man next to it as a size reference.
Afraid that the boy wouldn't understand, I also wrote a text description, clockwork drive or engine drive.
The young man's eyes turned green, glistening greedily like a wolf, and he asked eagerly: "I understand the first one. I can do it when I go back. It's driven by a clockwork. It's like the clockwork in a clock. I'm afraid it won't last."
To provide power, what is an engine and how does it obtain power?"
The young man knew a lot. Liu Ziguang patted the young man's shoulder approvingly and said in a scientific grandfather's tone: "The engine is just like a steam engine, but it doesn't burn coal, but has higher energy and is cleaner."
The waste fuel is the size of the machine, which is much smaller than a steam engine. It is a heat engine that burns fuel inside the machine and directly converts the heat energy released into power. It does not rely on fuel to burn water like a steam engine.
It is so troublesome to turn steam into power. In the past, piston-type internal combustion engines were the most common. Piston-type internal combustion engines mix fuel and air and burn them in the cylinder. The heat released causes high-temperature and high-pressure gas in the cylinder. The expansion of the gas drives the piston to do work.
Then the mechanical power is output through the crank connecting rod mechanism or other mechanisms to drive the driven machinery to work.
Put a box of fuel. For example, alcohol or gasoline. As you know, alcohol is a high-purity spirit that burns instantly. Gasoline is even more powerful, but there is currently no technology to refine gasoline. A box of fuel can fly very far, and then
This flying wing can also be made very large. It can be enlarged many times and can seat hundreds of people. When traveling long distances or raiding the capital of an enemy country, it can maneuver quickly and it can be like a divine weapon descending from the sky."
The young man was fascinated by Liu Ziguang's deception, his face flushed, and he heard so many new terms, such as internal combustion engines, alcohol and gasoline. Of course, eliminating the process of burning steam will definitely save a lot of space and weight. This simple truth can still be understood.
, he just felt suddenly enlightened. Once this thing called the internal combustion engine is invented, it will be a huge leap.
The young man suddenly solemnly raised his hand and said that he wanted to take Liu Ziguang as his teacher. Liu Ziguang was shocked. The things in his mind were just enough to deceive people, and he couldn't seriously study them. Besides, he still had so many things to do, so how could he have the intention to deceive others?
Teacher, he hurriedly excused himself by saying that he had something important to do and couldn't delay. He could only thank the young man for his kindness.
The young man didn't force anyone to do anything. He looked at everyone and said, "Are you going to Beijing for business?"
"Yes, we have a small matter when we go to the Ministry of War." Liu Ziguang replied, this is not a secret and there is no need to hide it.
"Well, let's meet again later." The young man was about to leave, and Liu Ziguang was not polite and said, "I'm sorry to see you off so far." He watched the young man and his entourage carrying his flying wings onto his carriage.
The boatman propped it open with bamboo poles, and the two parties waved goodbye. The young man glanced at the iron factory flag on the bow of the paddle wheel, and nodded thoughtfully.
After the two parties parted ways, the iron factory's ship had already approached Shuiximen.
The official name of Shuixi Gate is Sanshan Gate. It is one of the thirteen city gates built in the city wall of Nanjing during the Ming Dynasty. Like Jubao Gate (today’s Zhonghua Gate) and Tongji Gate, it has three urns and four entrances. It is one of the most famous gates in Nanjing.
The most important gate in the west of the city faces the Qinhuai River, and thus becomes the main waterway for entering and exiting Nanjing.
After all, it is the city wall of the capital city, which is tall and majestic, with a tiger perched on a dragon's plate. In comparison, the city wall of the iron factory can only be regarded as the product of children's play house.
Seeing Liu Ziguang's shocked look, the eldest lady came to spread common sense to him again: "The city wall of the capital is sixty-eight miles long. It is the largest city in China today. After the founding emperor Taizu captured Nanjing, the following year
He began to build the city wall, and it took him twenty-one years to build the longest city wall in the world. It was five to seven feet high, five and a half meters wide at the base, and two feet and three meters wide at the top, totaling 13,660 meters.
There are six crenels, 200 caves for hiding soldiers, and 13 city gates, which can be attacked and defended. It is said that during the construction, granite was used as the foundation, and tung oil, glutinous rice juice and lime juice were poured into the cracks of the bricks.
, so it is very strong. I am afraid that the giant returning artillery of the Qing army cannot easily break through such a strong city.
After listening to the eldest lady's introduction, Liu Ziguang was even more shocked. The endless city walls, the mighty Yangtze River, the woven river boats, Nanjing, the capital of the Ming Dynasty, here I come!