Although it has not been used for a long time, this craftsman is obviously a real craftsman and is not unfamiliar with the operation.
While Li Chen was waiting, Guan Zhiwei asked with confusion: "Why is Your Highness suddenly interested in these magical skills?"
Li Chen said to Guan Zhiwei: "This thing has great future, but you have made the treasure covered in dust."
Guan Zhiwei smiled dryly, but he obviously didn't want to believe it in his heart.
He cursed His Highness for not being his prince properly, and actually started to think about these things.
No matter how wise and powerful His Highness is, can he still be omnipotent?
While he was talking, the craftsman had already finished loading the ammunition.
Li Chen walked out of the Xi Zheng Palace and came to a courtyard. He raised his hand and aimed at a tree a dozen steps away.
After all, this thing is gunpowder, which is dangerous to a certain extent. In addition, if it has not been maintained for many years, no one knows whether it will explode directly.
If something happens, everyone present will have their heads dropped.
Guan Zhiwei was frightened and said quickly: "Your Highness, be careful..."
But before he could finish his words, a loud bang interrupted him.
This loud noise was accompanied by the unique pungent smell of gunpowder, which evaporated in a burst of green smoke.
Li Chen raised his hand and waved away the acrid green smoke, and looked towards the tree trunk he was aiming at.
But he saw that although the shot hit, it was far away from the point he aimed at.
This is still at a distance of more than ten steps, converted into meters, it is about twelve or thirteen meters.
Looking at the round projectile that didn't even penetrate the tree trunk, Li Chen felt that there was still a long way to go before this thing could really be used, especially if it threatened those martial arts masters known as land gods.
Others didn't know that Li Chen was thinking so much. When they saw Li Chen staring at the bullet hole without saying a word, they thought that Li Chen was dissatisfied.
In panic, Guan Zhiwei pulled several craftsmen to kneel on the ground.
"I am guilty, please punish me, Your Highness."
Li Chen came back to his senses, waved his hands and said: "What are you guilty of? This thing can still launch, which is already very good. I am thinking about something, please get up."
Li Chen waved to the craftsman who first talked to him and asked him to come to him and said: "There is still a lot of room for improvement on this thing."
Trying to think about the little knowledge that later generations had about firearms, Li Chen said: "For example, this gun barrel, although pure iron can ensure its stability, it also increases the weight and difficulty of maintenance, and will deteriorate over time.
It will not rust, and it is not conducive to the heat dissipation after the gunpowder is fired. You can consider adding some molten steel into it, so as to ensure that the strength is not reduced, the weight is reduced and it is not easy to rust.”
As soon as an expert takes action, he will know whether it is there or not.
The craftsman originally thought that the prince was just joking, but he didn't expect that Li Chen's first suggestion made his eyes light up.
However, he looked a little hesitant and said: "I have thought about adding molten steel before, but the cost of molten steel is too high..."
"It doesn't matter."
Li Chen waved his hand and said: "The Ministry of Human Resources will fully support this. Don't be afraid of high costs. First make a batch of usable ones, and then consider how to reduce costs."
With that said, Li Chen said to Guan Zhiwei: "Did you hear that?"
Guan Zhiwei didn't understand why Li Chen was so interested in such a useless fire stick, but since His Highness the Crown Prince had spoken, of course he didn't dare to have any objections.
"Wei Chen understands."
"besides."
Li Chen looked at the hot barrel of the gun in his hand. How should he explain this rifling?
