There are actually a lot of broken things in these ten miles and eight villages. The materials used by some tinkerers are not that good because they are reluctant to use good materials. You can see that the tin used to repair kitchen knives is basically chipped after one winter.
Not one is missing, but there are many more. In fact, kitchen knives like this should not be repaired, but most people do not have the money to buy new kitchen knives.
"Let's come one by one. Fortunately, there is a place for nailing donkey's paws in your village. If not, I wouldn't be able to find a place to melt your kitchen knives."
Hancheng took the initiative to help fellow villagers remelt their kitchen knives. They used an earthen crucible, which looked quite old.
"Young man, if you want anything else, tell us and we'll get it for you. It's rare that someone doesn't want money and just wants cornbread. If it's broken, we can't say anything."
"Oh, don't worry. If you don't believe it, go and ask a woman named Second Sister Wang from the next village. I gave her the scissors."
Next to it was a middle-aged uncle who was constantly adding firewood and pulling wind. The flames quickly melted the broken kitchen knives and nails. On one side were several clay molds that were made to determine the weight and weight.
shape.
"Young students, blacksmithing requires strength. How can you become a master without a few years of hard work?"
The old man lived on a walking stick and asked with a frown as he looked at the molten iron.
"This thing is actually the same as reading. If the window paper is torn, no matter what it is, we all know what to do."
After a long time, the molten iron had been completely melted by continuous burning of firewood and blowing the bellows. After adding lime powder several times and stirring the molten iron several times, I dared to pour molten iron into the clay mold.
In fact, these methods are all desulfurization and dephosphorization methods, but because they are manual operations, the efficiency is relatively low.
"Get out of the way and keep the children away. If you get hurt, there's nothing you can do."
The crowd quickly left a distance of ten meters. Han Cheng scooped up a ladle of molten iron and started pouring it in. There were two holes in the clay mold, one was for filling the molten iron, and the other was for the air holes.
After pouring all the molten iron into the clay mold, Hancheng broke a mold before it was completely cooled, and put the iron ingot into the furnace to heat it again.
"How long does this have to wait?"
"I guess I won't be able to draw a knife until tonight, and the rest will have to wait until tomorrow."
It was already evening after he had prepared a kitchen knife. Han Cheng picked up his wotou and left. Anyway, he had agreed to come back tomorrow. After returning to the army, everyone had fallen asleep, except for the sentry who was still on guard.
Everyone else was quiet in the room.
"Oh, it's really like a tiger being bullied by a dog."
In an abandoned livestock shed, Han Cheng has officially settled down. The cartridge case in his pocket has been processed into a primer today. The remaining pieces require a small wood chip and some broken iron. The small wood chip is used to combine gunpowder and broken iron.
It is more convenient to separate and wrap the entire bullet body in kraft paper.
"The kraft paper may need some work. The black powder is easier to get. I already have some on hand, but I need to make the gunpowder into granular form."
There is no other trick to processing black powder. You just need to find a sieve, add some adhesive, and shake it like crazy to turn the gunpowder from powder into very fine balls.
The kraft paper must be tightly adhered to the brass base below, otherwise it will not be easy to clean if the paper is left in the gun chamber. But it is no wonder that after the emergence of new materials, kraft paper was quickly replaced.
Han Cheng is also slowly preparing. At least for now, everything is going smoothly. Except for the gunpowder, which needs to be refined a little more, the other things are a little interesting. If it is not taking advantage of the moonlight, but in the room, then
Even better.
In any case, some things are not as smooth as imagined. It has been dozens of hours since the Xi'an Incident, but no specific news has come out.
He Yingqin's crusade army is approaching Xi'an. What is certain is that once the negotiations deviate from the previous path, these hundreds of thousands of crusade troops are not something that Generals Zhang and Yang can resist.
"Regarding Comrade Han Cheng's question, please tell me, the heads of the regiment, yourselves?"
"There's nothing to say. If we can do such a thing, we naturally have to think about the consequences."
At the meeting, several regiment leaders advanced and retreated together, and other commanders and soldiers also said that this behavior was too much. But to these regiment leaders, this was simply insignificant.
"By the way, the central government has peacefully resolved the Xi'an Incident. This is today's newspaper. They are all regiment leaders, so why are they not as broad-minded as a soldier? I have been bullied so miserably by you during this period, no?
They were given food to eat but no place to live. Now they live in a stable and work as a laborer during the day! Fortunately, they are not wearing military uniforms. If word spreads, whose people will be lost?"
A newspaper was thrown directly on the table. Several group leaders picked up the newspaper and saw the news on the front page.
"This...is this true?"
"Huh, it's all on the radio."
Han Cheng didn't know everything that happened at the meeting, so he just collected scrap metal as usual, collected some rice paper and bamboo paper, and prepared to do whatever he wanted.
"Young man, how many knives can I make today? The fire has been lit for you and the iron has become red."
"I can't say for sure. I'll type it out for you as soon as possible."
In fact, for blacksmithing, it is a matter of strength, shaping the kitchen knife into shape, and then starting to harden it. As long as they don't use the kitchen knife to chop iron, basically nothing can damage the kitchen knife.
In the furnace, iron materials from Hancheng were also put in. Some things had to be done as early as possible, such as the most important gun barrel. The barrel required a long period of forging and heat treatment to become a qualified product. Now Hancheng
All you have to do is roughly make a pipe long enough.
Han Cheng has not thought about what kind of gun to make specifically, but he will definitely not make anything like the Hanyang-made and Sanba Dagai, because it is not very suitable for his small body and is too heavy.
Changing the gun has become an important goal for Han Cheng. Although there is a system at this time, the system is like an encyclopedia for him to check any information. But before the task is completed, the system does not give him much help. The only thing that can be given to him is
What helped was that the triggering powder was almost ready.
No one would notice that the match head, which has a relatively high content of potassium chlorate, was actually the main component of the first-generation firing powder. The match head was added with sulfur and charcoal, and the simple firing powder was successful. A relatively moderate impact would be enough.
excitation, but the residue of gunpowder is quite serious.
"Young man, this is your steamed bun. I put it in a basket for you. Take it home and eat it slowly."
"Oh, sir, I'm leaving now!"
The uncle handed Han Cheng a small basket. There were actually dozens of steamed buns in the basket, as well as a small jar of pickles. Such a small amount of food was already quite rich for him. After the war, he might be able to rely on this to support his family.