Chapter 120 King Sun Pao

Tiemo happily bid farewell to his virginity. Everyone was very happy, but only one person was depressed.

Nunu kept pouting, and she looked at Hai Lanzhu with bad eyes.

At noon, he led Hai Lanzhu and Nunu to the nearby side courtyard. On the one hand, he came to have a meal, and on the other hand, he asked Shi Niang to get to know Hai Lanzhu.

When he entered the room, he saw Shi Hu sitting at the table drinking with a red face. Tie Mo moved his mind and leaned over and muttered in a low voice: "Brother Hu, do you know how to give birth?"

"Hehe...Kake...Kake..."

Shi Hu kept having fun. He saw that he had tasted the sweetness when he looked at the bear.

"Where is Sister Lian'er?"

"She is still sleeping, mom is talking to her!"

Tie Mo immediately smiled bitterly, saying, "It's probably because he's too much trouble and can't get out of bed."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look back at Hai Lanzhu. Is this woman able to get out of bed? Is she not doing anything well enough, or is she having extraordinary physical talent?

Hai Lanzhu seemed to guess what Tie Mo thought, her face turned slightly red, and she said angrily: "What are you looking at?"

"Ahem!"

After a while, Shi Niang brought a basin of water into the house. Tie Mo quickly told her things quietly. Shi Niang immediately smiled and her attitude towards Hai Lanzhu was extremely good.

The meal was so happy, only Nunu kept silent, as if she had a grudge against roast chicken.

Hai Lanzhu saw something, but she wouldn't care about a little girl either.

.........

In the middle of the morning, Tie Mo brought Zhou Dingshan and others to the firearm workshop. Today is the day when Sun Yuanhua went to Zhangbei, and Tie Mo had to come forward to greet him no matter what.

As soon as I entered the workshop, I heard a cannon sound, which made Tiemo's body shake and his face changed.

"Old man is crazy? I'm testing firecrackers in the workshop, aren't you afraid of blowing up here?"

The most stored firearm workshop is not muskets but gunpowder. The thing that happened to the firearms and exploded as soon as it was said. At this moment, Tie Mo even had a little doubt that he was wrong to let the old man take charge of the firearm workshop?

I entered the yard angrily, and came to the shooting range. Sure enough, I saw Old Man Zhao and another strange old man busy spitting water.

"I have said a long time ago that the amount of gunpowder at the base is not enough. Look, after shooting, there is not enough power and the shooting distance is too close."

The strange old man was shaking his beard and had a bad look.

Old Man Zhao slapped the gun barrel without hesitation and hummed: "This is not a problem of insufficient gunpowder, there are also problems with the gun barrel. We have to find a way to lengthen the gun barrel and think of ways to do it on the shell. If you increase the running single rotation, it should increase the range a lot."

Tiemo listened for a long time and finally knew what was going on.

"Dad, what's the use of fighting for a long time? Is it enough to just try it if you have any ideas? But please, can you please keep the shots away next time? Isn't there a special shots outside?"

Before Zhao Jinrong could speak, the old man next to him was already patting his forehead and said happily: "Yes, do you have any ideas? Just try two more shots?"

"You just try it, try it out at any time. Do you think my son's money is blowing from the strong wind?"

"Hey, Old Man Zhao, what did you say in the letter? I got me here and didn't admit it?"

Why did the quarrel start again? Tie Mo felt extremely troubled, but he knew who this strange old man was now, 80% Sun Yuanhua.

"Two, don't argue. It's okay. If you have any ideas, try it out. Don't hurt your kindness for this matter!" Separating the two, Tie Mo quickly saluted the strange old man, "My junior Tie Mo, have seen Mr. Sun."

"Hmm? You are the son you are looking for by Old Man Zhao? You like it very much..."

"..." Tie Mo was speechless. Are you talking about me or my father?

After finally coaxing Sun Yuanhua away, Zhao Jinrong's face changed and he grabbed Tiemo with a smile.

"Boy, isn't that great gift for you?"

"Ahem... Not bad, not bad, but, Dad, can you discuss it with your child before doing this? You are not mentally prepared!"

Zhao Jinrong glared, "What mental preparation do you need to do in this matter? You just need to prepare for having a baby."

"..." In such a thing, it seems that I can never compete with Zhao Jinrong. Old man Zhao can do anything that is anxious to hold his grandson. "Dad, ask you something serious!"

"What's this? Is it not a serious matter for you to have a baby?"

"It's a serious matter, it's a serious matter. That, how did you get Mr. Sun? What was written in the letter?"

Tie Mo was really curious. No matter how much Sun Yuanhua said, he was still an official position. Although he was not a likable small official, he was an official after all.

Zhao Jinrong smiled mysteriously and whispered: "This matter is not simple? I gave him six words, 'If you want to build cannons, come to Zhangbei'. Your Uncle Sun's biggest wish in his life is to build various cannons and show his ambitions. Here, you can study firearms with me and think about cannons with great effort. If you want money and things to give them, can he not be moved?"

"What's the point of being a broken official? Look at people's faces every day. This cannot be done or not. I heard from your uncle Sun that before coming, General Yuan wanted to invite him, but when he saw my husband's letter, he pushed General Yuan's kindness without thinking, resigned and came to Zhangbei."

Tiemo sighed and showed a gratified smile on his face.

The Ming Dynasty has never lacked those capable people with obsessions, but in another history, for various reasons, these talents have been buried.

Zhao Shizhen died in a busy life, but Zhao Jinrong’s reputation was not obvious. Sun Yuanhua was unsuccessful in the first half of his life, and in the second half of his life, Yuan Chonghuan entered Dengzhou. Similarly, he also became an official in Dengzhou and died unjustly in the capital.

People like Zhao Jinrong and Sun Yuanhua are really not suitable for walking in the officialdom. On the contrary, the vast research on firearms is their battlefield.

......

In Zhao Jinrong's separate workshop, not only new muskets were placed, but also several new shells were placed. Tiemo liked it very much when he saw the conical style.

Apart from being a little bloated, it can be said that it is very similar to the shells in later generations.

After touching the shell and observing it, Tiemo discovered some differences. The base of the shell did not have a medicine twist, but was sealed with a copper cap, which was almost the same as the shells in later generations.

"Dad, no need for a medicine twist on the shell?"

"Of course I don't want it anymore. Just add flint velvet to the base and hit the striker, it will ignite the velvet. In fact, the reason is the same as the previous bullet..."

"Then why do bullets still have to carry medicine twists? When loading bullets, you have to pour some gunpowder!"

"There is such a little bullet. If you want to load turf flint into the base, is it troublesome? The shells are different. The base space is large and can be loaded soon. If the bullets are done in this way, a person probably won't be able to get ten bullets a day..."

Tie Mo nodded helplessly, so that's it.
Chapter completed!