Chapter 412: This is talent

Although the weather was cold, it was almost noon when Jiang Feng and his group rushed over. At this time, the sun was shining, and Jiang Feng rushed to the yard and started chatting with the clerk.

The guy was a native of the capital, and he was very familiar with the people and places. He also knew Wu Guang quite well. Seeing that the guards outside were all very suspicious of Wu Guang's identity as a craftsman, he told the story there, and these guards surrounded him and passed the time.

It turned out that Wu Guang's father was a small official responsible for supervising the equipment for the Dawei Inner, and he had no grade. However, in addition to supervising the equipment, there were some benefits of purchasing materials, and his family's life was also comfortable. He always hoped that his children could study hard and achieve success in the imperial examination and official career, which was also considered as a glorious family.

However, children's hobbies are rarely based on their parents' ideas. Wu Guang grew up in a craftsman workshop and was influenced by his own eyes. He likes to fiddle with these mechanisms and thinks about making them by himself, which makes him very angry. Wu Guang didn't study hard when he was a private school and spent all day in the locksmith's shop. He saw that the child who was the chief official in the Great Inner School had to serve him well.

When Wu Guang was fifteen years old, he had some words to recognize and could read books, and he didn't even think about gaining fame. Instead, he learned the good skills of building locks and mechanisms, and even some difficult things to do. Those shops would come to ask Wu Guang for advice.

Although his skills are high, this is a low-level industry after all. Wu Guang's father has been in charge of craftsmen for a lifetime, but he did not expect that his son also became a craftsman. He was angry and sick. He died when Wu Guang was seventeen years old. Wu Guang lost his mother in his early years. Do he have any relatives at home?

After spending all the money left by his father, he really couldn't find any way to settle down, so he simply couldn't take care of any decent issues. He opened a craftsman shop himself, specializing in doing some work for others. Wu Guang's superb craftsmanship, and this kind of thing had been introduced overseas at this time.

Even locksmiths who fiddled with machinery in repairs cannot play with them. On the contrary, Wu Guang has become an outstanding talent in this industry because he is young and likes novel things, and he likes missionaries more often.

Several major trading companies in the capital went to him to repair these Western machinery and slowly made some money. Wu Guang was also a weirdo. After making money, he did not want to hire people to make a fortune, but instead locked himself up at home and fiddled with machinery and institutions all day long. Only those who were familiar with people and shops would follow.

Such a person can indeed be described as a weird person or a perverse person in this era in the Ming Dynasty. This word also has a saying in later generations, which is called focusing on technical research and without any intention of mundane things.

They also knew that the owner was discussing with Jiang Feng in the house, so they whispered there and laughed a few times, obviously taking this as an interesting story.

At this moment, I heard a loud "touch" in the house, and the guards outside stood up. The two of them set up short guns, and the rest of them were about to rush into the house with swords. They all felt secretly regretful, thinking that if something happened to Jiang Feng, his sin would be great.

Before he could take action, he saw two guards entering the house with Jiang Feng, opening the doors and windows, coughing softly there, and a smell of gunpowder floated out. Seeing Jiang Feng holding a new-style musket in his hand, laughing happily there:

"Not bad, not bad!"

The people outside gave a breath. After ventilating, the guards closed the doors and windows again. Inside the room, Wu Guang was fiddling with the flintlock rifle made by the secret weapon yard of the Thirty-Three Guards. Of course, the ammunition inside had been taken down. The appearance of the flintlock rifle in Jiang Feng's hand continued to overlap with the memories in Jiang Feng's mind. The already vague memories and fragments gradually became clear.

The flintlock rifle that appeared decades later should be like this. Jiang Feng couldn't help but shoot an iron piece in the house. The penetration power within ten steps was even greater than the musket in his hand, but the quality of the gun medicine was not as good as that of his own granular gunpowder.

Jiang Feng kept pulling the hammer and then hooking the trigger to hit the flint. Looking at the sparks on it, he felt that he had always underestimated the ancients. Someone had already made the so-called early concepts at this time, which shows that people with superb intelligence have always had them at any time.

The flintlock rifle shot by Wu Guang had an anvil in the hammer, and the anvil was inlaid with flint and a small shield on it, which further improved the efficiency of fire.

"A skilled craftsman like you is exactly what my business needs, so I'm willing to do it with me!"

What is talent? This is talent. This person is millions of times stronger than those scholars and scholars who talked about the "destruction of rituals and music" that day. Wu Guang's knowledge is truly useful. Jiang Feng vaguely felt that he had not read the plot of "Some scientists can catch up with the five teachers" when he traveled through time.

Jiang Feng had the army and finance, and one of the things he was most concerned about was the craftsmen in Huazhou, which also gave them a high status. It must be recognized that the craftsmen in the Netherlands and the craftsmen in the Tianjin Craftsman Camp did have created some new things, but the main achievements were on the ship.

The old craftsmen in the Craftsman Camp could make some minor improvements to the mesh guns and artillery, but there was a sample in front of them and there was no new ground. The gun mount and artillery carriage were still the Dutch craftsmen who brought the Spanish Army artillery styles.

Several improvements were made by Jiang Feng who grabbed the scales he recalled and told the craftsmen and then made improvements.

After entering this room, Jiang Feng saw that Wu Guang's living room and craftsman workshop were combined with fine drawings. Jiang Feng's first impression was that this person was the candidate of the highest technician of Huazhou craftsmen. At present, the craftsman system in Huazhou needs such a subordinate person, rather than being responsible for the big leaders of more than a dozen craftsmen. The various systems of the Jiang family army are becoming increasingly large. Jiang Feng can only be subordinate, and it is becoming increasingly impossible to cover everything.

Jiang Feng sent an invitation, and Wu Guang was still playing with the musket. When he heard Jiang Feng’s question, he raised his head and said something completely different:

"Sir, what material is the hammer and spring of your musket made of?"

"This is also the secret of our trade name. If the gentleman is willing to come to our trade name, it will naturally be unrelated to the secret."

Wu Guang was stunned when he heard this, picked up the musket and looked at it a few more times, and said with regret:

"I thought I was the only one in the world who thought of such a firearm. I didn't expect that I used a copper plate with a copper lock in this spring. I don't know what you are using..."

After pausing, he continued:

"I appreciate your kindness. I can't stand the constraints. I am just willing to make some things by myself. I'm afraid I won't make any money for the expensive account!"

Jiang Feng lowered the musket in his hand, stood up and walked to the table, looking at the drawings above, there were all kinds of mechanisms on the drawings, ranging from improvements to improvements from water mills and windmills to cold arrows on the box, all of which were depicted. However, what really aroused Jiang Feng's interest was a drawing below. Looking at this, many pipes should be neatly stacked in the box, with leads and torches behind them.

Looking at the instructions on the drawings, this is when many comb-rope barrels are loaded with ammunition, they are fixed on the box rack, and the leads are ignited in sequence on the battlefield, and the ammunition will be fired one after another. In this era, in order to pursue the density and strength of firepower, the comb-rope gunners are required to fire volleys.

If the things on this drawing were made, they would be clearly a local continuous-firing machine gun. If hundreds of lead balls were shot out in such a concentrated manner, how powerful would it be?

Wu Guang from behind came over, saw the drawing, and explained there:

"The foreigner in the church next door once said that this weapon was called an organ or something in them. I thought it was similar to the 'fly' in our big open flame (the rocket was placed in a box and shot out after ignition), so I drew the drawings, but this thing was too consuming materials and I don't know what to use."

Jiang Feng pondered for a while, and spoke there:

"Mr. Wu, if you get to my place, you can do whatever you think of, and you can give convenience to any money or goods!"

After hearing this, Wu Guang was obviously a little scared, but no one would believe that such good things would come to the door directly. After thinking about it, he still refused. Jiang Feng's two guards' faces darkened, thinking that Jiang Feng had already done this level of attitude, and you were still so ignorant.

Jiang Feng smiled, took out the silver to buy the newly built musket, said something to disturb him, and walked out of the door with the guards. More than a dozen guards watched their adults come out and hurriedly followed. As soon as they walked out of the yard, the guard behind asked indignantly:

"Sir, let's just leave like this? That person is too ignorant..."

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Feng smiled and said coldly:
Chapter completed!