The beggar emperor at the end of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 12



"Hum, I didn't expect this boy to know how to buy people's hearts."

When sun expected to find the situation in the hospital, he couldn't help sneering and immediately took people to the county government.

As a result, it was not long before Qin Huan was invited to the county government by Zhang Xianzhong. At the beginning, he was scolded.

If the clothes of teenagers are not too small for adults, they must be confiscated.

If Qin Huan hadn't sworn to heaven, he would never have eaten dry meals at once, and he would have taken the food.

Qin Huan was unhappy when he left the county yamen. How to eat and spend the food and silver he robbed himself is none of his business!

Don't the guards of other camps still eat dry meals?

However, people under the eaves had to hold their noses and decided to keep a low profile in the future.

In fact, Zhang Xianzhong did not blame Qin Huan for losing his family, but for his doing so, which made people panic and made the army uneasy.

In the following days, the firearm camp was much more low-key, with ragged clothes and trousers. They would never wear them together, and 100 people took turns to play barefoot.

During dinner, the gate of the courtyard was closed tightly, and people were sent to stand guard. As soon as an outsider visited, the rice was immediately replaced with porridge.

But even so, Zhang Xianzhong cut off the food supply of the firearm camp and asked Qin Huan to take the beautiful woman back to the county government for dinner.

Qin Huan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. That grain can't last long!

We had to hurry to make weapons. Fortunately, Liu's blacksmith shop was finally free.

"Leader Xiao Qin, this gun head is old and unheard of. Are you sure you want to fight like this?" The old man looked at the sample of gun head made of wood and frowned.

"Yes, just play like this, old Liu. How much do you think I can play with more than 200 kilograms of iron?" Qin Huan waved and ordered someone to carry a basket of wrought iron.

"Well, it depends on the grade of the gun head. If it's average, it's estimated that it can hit 70 or 80 handles. If it's better, it can only hit 40 or 50 handles."

Old man Liu looked through the wrought iron in the basket and thought it over in his heart.

"Well, it's better to fight. This is five Liang silver. I don't know how long it will take?"

Qin Huan hesitated and decided to ask for quality rather than quantity. Then he took a ingot of silver from his arms and handed it to him.

"Hehe, leader Qin is polite, but the old man doesn't respect it. It should be about seven or eight days." Old man Liu took the silver and hugged boxing. His thin old face was covered with a smile.

"It's right. It's natural to help people and take the money. Then work hard and I'll come back in eight days."

Qin Huan waved his hand and then left with a fist.

After Qin Huan left, the two disciples came up happily.

"Shifu, the leader of Xiao Qin is so kind that he gave me five liang of silver. Can I touch it?"

"Master, let me touch it too!"

"Touch what? How many times have I taught you? Get to work. "

Old man Liu quickly put the silver in his arms, and then a head came up.

The two disciples had to get busy again.

Then the banging of iron sounded again.

The next day, Qin Huan couldn't help but go to the blacksmith's shop to check. He knocked with two good gun heads, and his mouth was very happy.

At the same time, I admire the craftsmanship of old man Liu. By hand, the three arris army spike is made decent, and the sound quality is obviously good.

"Hehe, leader Qin, how are you? Are you satisfied with the old craftsmanship? "

"Satisfied, satisfied, by the way, old Liu, I wonder if you can make a fire gun?"

Qin Huan looked at him eagerly.

The old man's face changed, and he quickly shook his head and said, "leader Qin is joking. Only the craftsman who specializes in making firearms in the army can use the fire gun. It's an old crop handle. It's a little reluctant to fight weapons. Where can I fight that thing“

"No!" Qin Huan looked at the three edged gun head in his hand and stared at him incredulously. He was almost up to the level of machining.

"Leader Xiao Qin, I really can't make any fire spears. Don't force me!" The old man hugged his fist and begged.

If he knew so, he wouldn't shoot such a good gun.

"Liu Lao, I know your concerns. Don't worry. I will never talk to anyone. You can help me quietly. This is five Liang silver."

Qin Huan stepped forward and lowered his voice. He took five liang of silver from his arms and put it into his hand. This time he was really bankrupt.

"This... Leader Xiao Qin, I haven't seen the fire gun. I really can't fight!"

The old man looked at the five Liang silver in his hand and looked embarrassed, but he was obviously excited.

"It doesn't matter. I can draw drawings for you, that is, the barrel is difficult to build. I tell you, you do..."

Qin Huan waved his hand and explained to him patiently.

That is, first beat the iron block into thin iron sheets, then roll an iron bar and beat it repeatedly, then wrap the interface with the iron sheet, continue to roll it around and beat it, and finally wrap the gap with the iron sheet in three layers.

After drilling, use a drill bit to drill the inner diameter of the iron pipe to the same size. Even if a gun barrel is formed, this is also the most time-consuming.

After hearing Qin Huan's story, the old man looked at him in surprise and finally shook his head.

"Although it should be feasible according to leader Xiao Qin's method, I'm afraid I have to use good refined iron to make it. I'm afraid these two hundred kilograms of wrought iron may not be able to make ten kilograms of good refined iron."

"Old Liu, look at my knife. It's made of fine iron?"

Qin Huan hesitated a little, then choked and pulled out the short knife Li Dingguo gave him.

"Well, good Dao. I'm afraid the material can't be less than 20. Refining refined steel, leader Qin, are you really willing to melt it?"

The old man stroked the knife in his hand, tut tut praised it, and then looked at him.

"How reluctant? Come on, melt it now! "

Qin Huan clenched his teeth. He practiced his knife every day, but he couldn't feel it. He might as well use it to fight a firegun.

If you have a musket in hand, at least you won't be cut to death with a knife when you fight with sun Wang alone.

Seeing that Qin Huan had said so, old man Liu scolded him for being a loser, but he also decided to go out and help him.

After several days of contact, he also learned something about the character of leader Xiao Qin.

Compared with ordinary long Dao, this Dao is more delicate and shorter, but it still weighs four kilograms. It's more than enough to hit a first-hand gun. After all, the third layer can be wrapped with other iron.

Of course, as the commander, Qin Huan would not make a long fire gun and carry it on his shoulder all day. It was no different from a small soldier, so he wanted to make a hand gun.

Qin Huan thought it was boring when the supervisor gave him a incense stick. He took several gun heads and left.