Pang Gang watched the craftsmen's process of imitating Rumi guns and asked: "Can you imitate this kind of Rumi guns now?"
The old craftsman smiled bitterly and said to Pang Gang: "Sir, this villain is incompetent. The Rumi gun is well made and complicated. I have been researching for more than a month and have not yet figured out a large-scale production method for this kind of bird gun.
The most difficult thing is the barrel of the Lumi gun. It can only be drilled slowly with a drill. Only three can be turned out in a week, and the yield is still very low. At present, it can only be manufactured on a small scale by the old man himself.
"The little old man has failed to live up to your high expectations, please punish me."
Pang Gang pondered for a moment and asked, "Can you produce large-scale production of ordinary muskets?"
The old craftsman proudly said: "Reporting to your lord, the most difficult part of this bird gun is the barrel. Ordinary bird guns are not as difficult to make as the Lumi gun. You only need to wrap the iron sheet on the hot iron rod and beat it layer by layer.
, after adopting the flow-making method mentioned by the adults, we can make three hundred guns in a month, but the shooting range of those bird cannons is very short, only about sixty steps." At this point, the old craftsman's tone became low again.
Come down.
"Sixty steps." Pang Gang shook his head noncommittally. The range of sixty steps was almost the same as the range of the Manchu Tatar's strong bow. In this case, the advantage of the bird gun was offset. He then shook his head and said, "The range of the ordinary bird gun is
If it's too close, it's enough for defending a city, but it's far worse for field battles, and you have to use a match rope, so the launch efficiency is too slow."
Speaking of this, Pang Gang's eyes lit up. Although he lacked tungsten ore and could not make a Mini muzzleloader, he still knew the principle of a flintlock gun. It would be good if he could make a flintlock gun. He thought
Here, Pang Gang quickly said to the old craftsman: "Old man, don't we all use match ropes for our bird guns now? I have thought of a way to shoot without a match rope. See if it works."
"Without a match rope? How can that musket be fired? I have never seen such a gun before." The old craftsman shook his head with an expression of disbelief. It's no wonder that even in the West, flintlock guns are
It was invented by the Frenchman Mahan in the 16th century and was ignored by the Western army at that time. However, it was not until the 18th century that the conservative senior military generals began to equip the army on a large scale. At this time, the East was naturally not aware of the flint.
The significance of firing guns to hot weapons.
Pang Gang was not angry and said with a smile: "It's like this. I have observed that the soldiers always have a large circle of match rope hanging around their necks when firing cannons. Not to mention the heavy weight, it is difficult to light the match rope on rainy days.
It is also easily affected by strong winds, rain, snow and other weather conditions. Therefore, I was wondering if I could remove the spring steel wheel on the gun, clamp a flint on the jaw of the hammer, and have an anvil next to the fire hole.
, when shooting, pull the trigger, and under the action of the spring, the flint will be hit hard on the side of the fire door, sparks will appear, ignite the gunpowder and fire, so that we don't have to let the soldiers carry heavy match ropes to fight.
What do you think?"
Pang Gang's words were like a bolt of lightning hitting the old craftsman's head. He was stunned and froze in place for a long time. At this time, several young craftsmen around him couldn't help but feel anxious when they saw such a situation.
, a craftsman quickly ran over and tried to wake up the old craftsman, but was immediately stopped by Pang Gang.
There was silence in the workshop, and everyone looked at the old craftsman quietly. After a long time, the old craftsman suddenly jumped up, with an ecstatic expression on his face, "Sir, the old man thought of it, the old man thought of it."
Oh, it turns out that a blunderbuss can be fired without a match rope."
Pang Gang smiled slightly when he saw the old craftsman's child-like excited expression. Many technologies were originally just a layer of window paper, but once they were pierced, they would all be understood.
The old craftsman excitedly promised Pang Gang: "Sir, please give me three days. In three days, I will be able to make a bird gun that does not require a match rope."
"Okay!" Pang Gang said with praise: "As long as you can develop a bird gun that does not use match ropes, I will reward you greatly, and you will also be rewarded." Pang Gang said to the young craftsmen on the side: "As long as you can help this
I will not be stingy with the reward for you, an old man, to help you make the blunderbuss. I guarantee that you will be able to earn a lot of money and go home for the New Year."
"Thank you, sir!"
After receiving Pang Gang's guarantee, these craftsmen immediately devoted themselves to the work of developing flintlock guns in high spirits.
Seeing the bustling work scene of the craftsmen, Pang Gang nodded secretly. No matter what industry, as long as there is dual stimulation of material and spirit, anyone will burst out with huge energy.
Three days later, Pang Gang came to the weapons workshop. As expected, the excited old craftsman showed Pang Gang a brand new flintlock gun. A craftsman held a blunderbuss in a parallel shape, opened the gunpowder warehouse, and took the gun from his pocket.
He took out a paper package, bit open the paper package with his mouth, poured the black powder into the gunpowder bin, and then closed the door tightly. Then he stood the gun barrel up, and poured the iron beads in the paper package from the barrel.
, then took out the purge bar from the barrel and poked it a few times. After the poke was firm, he immediately squared the gun, pulled the hammer on the butt, pointed it forward, and then pulled the trigger.
Pang Gang on the side first heard the slight sound of the hammer hitting the flint, and then activated the gunpowder in the gunpowder bin. The bird gun then made a "boom" sound, and a stream of white smoke slowly rose. Standing here
Pang Gang, who was next to the famous craftsman's house, suddenly smelled the pungent smell of gunpowder.
Looking at the target that was densely hit with iron beads in the distance, Pang Gang remained silent. He knew that he had another combat power multiplier. With this flintlock gun, he had the capital to fight against the Manchu Tatars.
"Sir, the villain has been successfully developed, right?" Seeing Pang Gang's silence, the old craftsman on the side thought that Master Qianhu was not satisfied yet, so he asked softly with a somewhat uneasy tone.
Hearing the words of the old craftsman, Pang just turned around, suppressed his excitement, nodded with a smile and said: "Yes, you have successfully developed it. Congratulations. Old man, I said three days ago that as long as you can develop it,
If you succeed in using this kind of firearm that can be fired without a match rope, I will be rewarded heavily. Now you are still in vain. I will now confer you the title of Zandian. This military workshop will be under your control, and I will reward you with two hundred taels of silver, and the rest.
Each of the craftsmen will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver!"
"Sir, what are you talking about? Do you want to promote a villain to be a scumbag?" After hearing Pang Gang's words, the white-haired old craftsman suddenly trembled all over, his trembling body couldn't help but move, and his old eyes that were originally cloudy
A captivating light shot out.
Pang Gang patted the old craftsman on the shoulder and said affirmatively: "Yes, from today on you are the chief of this military workshop, and everyone here is under your control."
"Little man, I thank you, Master Qianhu, and I wish you a long life!" The old craftsman knelt down towards Pang Gang with his body trembling.
"Hey, old man, you can't do this." Pang Gang quickly helped the old man stand up. He didn't have the habit of letting an old man in his sixties kneel down to him, but he still clearly underestimated the importance of people in this era to doing things.
In response to the official's desire, the old craftsman broke free from Pang Gang's support and knelt down towards Pang Gang, kowtowing three times before standing up unsteadily.
The old craftsman was so excited that he cried loudly, "Sir, I have lived for more than sixty years. I never dreamed that a poor craftsman like Xiao Laoer, who could not read a word, could become an official.
I... Even if I die, I will have the dignity to meet my ancestors."
Looking at the old craftsman who was crying with tears and runny eyes, Pang Gang couldn't help but feel helpless. It's not too short in this era, but he still underestimated the lethality of the word "official" to ordinary people. Look at this old craftsman.
With Hu's appearance now, even if I asked him to wipe his neck, I guess he wouldn't blink.
In desperation, Pang Gang had no choice but to laugh and said: "Okay then, I will write you a note of approval, and you will go to the accounting office to collect the reward in a moment."
After sending away the overly excited old craftsman, Pang Gang had a plan in mind. He asked the craftsman to convert all the Rumi guns in Lingshan Guard into flintlock muskets. As long as all his troops were equipped with flintlocks,
With guns, your military strength can be improved to a big level.
Time passed in a busy time, and Pang Gang also ushered in his first New Year in this era.
The day before New Year's Eve, Pang Gang distributed food to all the military households of Lingshan Guard, and the families of the soldiers also distributed a small amount of meat, rice, flour, cloth, etc. Fortunately, the soldiers of Lingshan Guard were not yet
Otherwise, just eating meat would be enough to give him a headache. However, due to the large amount of fish provided by Wanghai Fort, there is no shortage of fish and meat. This also makes the atmosphere of Lingshanwei's New Year's Eve even more intense, with joy everywhere and firecrackers.
The sound keeps coming.
On New Year's Eve, Lingshan Guard was filled with the deafening sound of firecrackers. The guard house was decorated with lights, Spring couplets were posted, door gods were changed, and every household was busy. Although the lives of Lingshan Guard households are still very poor, due to
Pang Gang distributed enough food to every household, so he paid more attention to the quality of life.
Pang Gang did not have any relatives in this era, so this year he invited Kong Ruolan and his family to come to Qianhu Mansion to spend time together. This time, Kong Wen and his family came quite a lot. In addition to Kong Wen and his wife, Kong Lin and his
Five wives, concubines, and three children were all present at the table, and the whole family was very lively.
Amidst the deafening sound of firecrackers, everyone was having a good time drinking. Looking at the laughing hall and the children playing around, Pang Gang finally understood why Chinese people have had the mentality of having more children and being more blessed since ancient times. On New Year's Day,
The greatest satisfaction is when the whole family can get together to have New Year's Eve dinner at night.
After drinking for three rounds, Kong Wen brought up the wedding date of Pang Gang and Kong Ruolan.
"My dear son-in-law, it's time for you and Ruolan to get married after the Chinese New Year. It's not okay for you to be alone now without anyone around to take care of you."
As soon as Kong Wen's words came out, Kong Ruolan on the side immediately lowered his head and blushed in embarrassment.
Pang Gang pondered for a moment and then nodded: "Okay, my son-in-law is entirely up to my father-in-law's arrangements. I think my son-in-law will hold the wedding at the Lingshan Guard Office. After my son-in-law makes preparations, he will marry Ruolan."
"Okay!" Kong Wen said happily: "In my opinion, mid-February before spring plowing is a good day. I specially asked someone to see this day. Then you can arrange the happy event."
"So fast!" Pang Gang couldn't help being stunned after hearing this, but he had not prepared anything.
At this time, Pang Gang didn't know that he was now worth a thousand households. Kong Wen was a little worried that someone else would take a fancy to Pang Gang and snatch his son-in-law away. By then, everything would be in vain, so he
They were so anxious to get their marriage done, so Pang Gang's marriage was decided.