The next morning, Bi Maokang sobered up and Zhu Qizhu took him directly to Aijiafang.

As soon as everyone climbed up a mountain next to Aijiafang, Bi Maokang was stunned.

He has been obsessed with weapon development for many years and runs to the old blacksmith's house whenever he has time. Naturally, he knows what the blacksmith's house looks like.

In front of me, there were dense crowds of mountains and fields, and there were a large courtyard where blacksmiths lived!

There is no doubt about this, he was too familiar with the large iron stove under the canopy and the chimney above.

However, he had never seen so many blacksmiths gathered together.

He was stunned for a while, then he came to his senses and said in surprise: "Young Master, I'm not right, is the big picture in front of him full of blacksmiths?"

Zhu Qizhuo nodded slightly and said, "Sir, you read that right. These are all blacksmiths selected among the refugees."

After saying that, he took Bi Maokang through the numerous courtyards and came to a newly built courtyard.

This yard is quite large and has quite a lot of houses. In addition to the iron casting place, there are also many processing workshops.

Of course, most workshops are empty at this time because Zhuqiuzhu has not had time to design all the steam machine tools for processing new muskets.

He took Bi Maokang directly to the workshop where the barrel was processed.

The machine tools here are quite complete, and there are basically drilling machines, grinding machines and bore pulling machines required to process the barrel. With a little improvement, the barrel can be mass-produced.

At this moment, Ai Tiezhu was taking some skilled old blacksmiths to perform processing the barrel.

As soon as Bi Maokang saw these magical machines, a look of fanaticism suddenly appeared in his eyes. These machines could move by themselves, and they moved so quickly and so smoothly. It was a good thing!

He couldn't help but excitedly said, "What machines are these?"

Zhu Qizhu pretended to be mysterious and said, "I don't know if Lord Bi has heard of Western magical weapons."

Of course, Bi Maokang has heard of this. He has a friend who specializes in studying these things.

Bi Maokang nodded without hesitation and said, "I have heard of it."

Zhu Qizhe pretended to be serious and introduced: "These are Western magical weapons and steam machines."

Steam machine tool?

Never heard of it!

He walked forward and circled around the drilling machine, and the fanatic color in his eyes became even stronger.

What a good thing!

This thing is simply great, if...

He saw clearly what these people were processing, and his occupational disease suddenly became ill.

Why is this thing a bit like a gun barrel?

He couldn't help but rush up, picked up a processed barrel, looked at it for a while, and then said tremblingly: "What is this?"

This thing is different from the barrel he imagined. It looks smooth as a mirror, but the inner tube is engraved with exquisite and neat spiral patterns, which seems to be the opposite of the barrel!

He really couldn't think of what it was for.

Zhu Qizhu joked: "This is a kind of musical instrument in the West, called the bronze flute."

Western musical instrument?

Copper flute!

You, you, you, you are simply a waste of resources!

Such a good machine, what kind of copper flute do you use to make?

How good it is to use it as a barrel!

These things are slightly modified and made to make a new flintlock rifle, which is simply too easy!

Bi Maokang is a musket fan. Seeing such a good machine, he thought that his dream was about to come true. He was so excited that he was about to go crazy.

He said with a feverish look on his face: "Young Master, can you teach me how to make this steam machine tool, or just sell these to me."

Don't worry about this.

Zhu Qizhe said slowly: "Sell it to you, it won't work. I'll teach you how to do it."

Don't breathe when you speak, you almost scared me to death. Do you know?

Bi Maokang couldn't wait to say, "Or, you can teach me now!"

Hehe, I told you not to worry, let me hang your appetite first.

Zhu Qizhe nodded as if he was not interested, and then pointed to the steam engine that was constantly moving back and forth and said: "This is the core steam engine of the steam machine tool. This thing has become more useful. For example, if you add it to a wheel boat with water wheels, you can make a steam ship that can automatically sail on the water surface; if you add it to a flatbed car with wheels, you can make a steam turbine that can automatically run on land; if you add it to a loom, you can make a steam loom that can automatically weave. There are many more, and as long as you want, there is nothing you can't do."

Steam ships, steam turbines, steam looms, etc.!

When Bi Maokang heard this, his whole body trembled excitedly. It's so good, so good, I want to try it!

Zhu Qidiao suddenly stopped and turned around and asked, "Sir Bi, do you really want to learn?"

Think about it!

Are you asking questions without knowingly?

However, such a good thing will definitely not be taught in vain.

Bi Maokang was stunned for a moment, then he realized and said anxiously: "Young Master Wang, are there any conditions to learn this?"

Zhu Qidiao nodded slowly and said, "Yes, Lord Bi, if you want to learn this, you must show some sincerity?"

Sincerity?

Is this money?

Bi Maokang said without hesitation: "What sincerity, you said."

Zhu Qizhu said seriously: "It's very simple, just write a letter."

Write a letter?

A letter of recommendation?

No problem. As long as you teach me how to make a steam engine, I dare to recommend it if you want to be a Cabinet Grand Secretary!

Bi Maokang still nodded without hesitation and said, "What do you believe, you said."

Zhu Qidiao said slowly: "You just say that when you travel to the northwest, you will feel sad when you see the tragic situation of the victims. In addition, you are tired of the carriage and horses, and you are infected with wind, cold and worry-making. You can't get out of bed, and you can't serve as an official again. So, please resign as a censor."

ah?

Resigned if you are sick!

When Bi Maokang heard this, he was stunned.

He really didn't expect that the prince asked him to write a letter of resignation!

Zhu Qidiao then said seriously: "Mr. Bi, are you really doing your behalf for the country and the people or for fame and fortune? If you really doing your behalf for the country and the people, write a letter of resignation immediately. I can teach you these immediately, and I have something better for you. If you are doing for fame and fortune, I'm sorry, please leave here immediately and go back to be your clean stream."

Just kidding, am I for fame and fortune?

Of course I am truly serving the country and the people!

Bi Maokang was inspired and immediately said anxiously: "Prince Wang, please borrow a pen, ink, paper and ink."

good.

Zhu Qidiao immediately took him to the brand new design room, pointed to the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table and said, "Mr. Bi, please."

Bi Maokang sat down without hesitation, took out a piece of letter paper, and just wrote it in one go.

Soon he put down his brush, raised the letter paper, and asked anxiously: "Young Master, do you think this is OK?"

Zhu Qituo took the letter and saw it, and couldn't help but look shocked.

Damn, this guy is still a calligrapher!

OK, very good.

Zhu Qiwu blew the ink marks on the letter paper, slowly folded the letter paper, put it in his arms, and then waved his hand: "Sir Bi, come with me."

After saying that, he raised his foot and walked towards the shooting range of the inner courtyard.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the open shooting range one after another.

Zhu Qizhuo didn't say anything, and picked up the crazy god on the table, loaded the bullet quickly, aiming at the human-shaped wooden stake that was more than a hundred steps away, and a "bang" was just a shot.

Seeing this, Bi Maokang's eyes almost glared to the ground.

Is this a musket?

He felt that he was going crazy, he was going crazy.

Muskets, can load ammunition so quickly?

Musket, can you still get close to the sight of the sight like this?

Musket, can't even see any Mars outside?

Can muskets be made so beautifully?
To be continued...