After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

The big tree was burning fiercely, and the overwhelming heat made everyone stunned in place.

The corner of Su Yunyan's mouth twitched: "This is a little different from the fireworks I imagined."

Su Xuanming frowned and said, "We cannot allow this object to be placed in Kyoto! Most houses in Kyoto are made of wood. If this pipe is put down, it will probably cause a huge fire."

Su Yunting hugged the old Taoist priest and said with a smile: "Master! This is exactly what I want! Which Taoist temple do you work in? Why don't you follow me?"

Su Yunting's heart was burning with excitement. With this magical weapon, he would be able to unify the martial arts world in no time!

Let’s not talk about anything else, just say that before spring ploughing, you have to burn the weeds. Isn’t that faster than starting a fire slowly?

The most shocked person was of course Gu Nanxi!

Oh my god, isn’t this the prototype of a musket? !

The old Taoist priest's attention was completely focused on Gu Nanxi. Seeing her expressionless face, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"I used a giant bamboo tube and placed a nest inside it. When it was set on fire and the flames were extinguished, the nest would emit a sound like a cannon, which could be heard from more than 150 steps away."

Seeing that Gu Nanxi was unmoved, the old Taoist racked his brains and boasted: "I have also found the best ratio of gunpowder!"

There is no fixed ratio of gunpowder now. It all depends on the experience of the craftsmen. Some ratios are passed down from father to son and will not be passed on to other people.

The old Taoist priest was willing to offer the formula for gunpowder, which could be considered a sign of sincerity.

Gu Nanxi took the slightly heated bamboo musket and fired it once. The bamboo tube showed a little sign of cracking: "Your bamboo musket is useless."

Seeing that Gu Nanxi had hit the nail on the head, the old Taoist priest lowered his head and said in self-abandonment, "Yes, it can only be fired three or four times. If you use it again, it may explode."

Gu Nanxi suggested: "Why not replace the bamboo with iron?"

The old Taoist priest replied without blinking, "That would be too wasteful! And it's just a firework, it's not necessary."

Gu Nanxi said meaningfully: "Who said it's just for watching fireworks?"

The old Taoist priest hadn't figured it out yet, but Su Yunting got it.

Su Yunting took the bamboo musket, studied it inside and out, and shook his head regretfully: "Mother, this thing won't work. Even if it is replaced with an iron one, on the battlefield, it can only scare the enemy with the sound at best."

Gu Nanxi looked at Su Yunting and motioned for him to continue.

Su Yunting changed his usual unruly look and analyzed it clearly: "This may be useful at close range, but it is not accurate enough at long distances. Moreover, it has no endurance. After firing once, it is too troublesome to reload. It is even more useless on rainy days!"

Su Yunting's words were like a basin of cold water, pouring over Gu Nanxi from head to toe.

Yes, the development of science and technology has never relied on the emergence of a certain object out of thin air, but on the linkage of multiple parties.

The current level of metallurgy is not good enough, so it is impossible to design muskets and cannons like those of later generations.

However, the Great Zhou Dynasty is now at the forefront of the world in terms of both technology and economy, especially in the field of gunpowder. If Gu Nanxi does not make good use of this huge advantage, he would be unworthy of being a person who travels through the book!

"Is there no other way?"

The old Taoist priest also understood that the wife of the Marquis of Yongchang wanted to use gunpowder on the battlefield: "How about I replace the sand inside with porcelain fragments or iron nails?"

Su Yunting shook his head: "This still doesn't solve the defects I just mentioned!"

Gu Nanxi: "Yun Ting, do you have any ideas?"

Su Yunting tilted his head. He felt that there were so many thoughts in his mind that they were about to burst out.

"Since there is no way to solve the problem of accuracy, why don't we make a weapon of mass destruction? Although there is no way to increase the power of this long-pole gun, using gunpowder as thrust is a good idea!"

"We can make gas bombs and fill them with some poison!"

"We can also make cannons that are larger than this long-pole musket and can fire directly over a large area, just like a trebuchet!"

Su Yunting felt that his mouth could not keep up with his thoughts at all. He was so anxious that he grabbed the old Taoist priest and wanted to go back home.

"Master, just follow me! My mother gave me 1,000 taels of start-up capital, and I haven't used it yet! If you are willing to follow me, I will give you all the 1,000 taels. I will give you whatever you want!"

The old Taoist priest originally wanted to leave after the matter was done, but when he heard the one thousand taels, his feet suddenly became aware of themselves and hurried to catch up with Su Yunting!

The two of them ignored everything else and just chatted with each other, exchanging experiences and ideas.

When the carriage sped away, Gu Nanxi and others who stayed behind realized that the carriage had been taken away by Su Yunting and the old Taoist priest. How could they return home?

Su Yunyan pouted and muttered, "Second brother is really something! Once he is interested in something, he will dive into it headfirst and even eight cows can't pull him back."

Su Xuanming smiled and looked at Gu Nanxi with heartache: "Mother, why don't you wait here? I'll go back to the city first and then call a carriage to pick you and your sister up."

Gu Nanxi glanced at the sky and didn't want to stay in the wilderness until the evening, so she refused: "No problem, we can just walk back slowly, it's not far anyway."

Su Yunyan volunteered: "Mother, if you are tired, I will carry you!"

Gu Nanxi touched Su Yunyan's head and felt very relieved. It turned out that this little girl was really caring and considerate!

A group of people were walking and chatting, it was quite leisurely.

When passing by a meadow, Su Xuanming couldn't help but laugh: "Mother, do you still remember this place?"

Gu Nanxi glanced at it. How could she not remember it? This was the place where Su Xuanming was beaten!

After revisiting the old place, Su Xuanming's mentality has undergone a drastic change.

He no longer complained about himself, nor did he doubt himself. Besides his mother and his younger brothers and sisters, he also had many sworn brothers and students from the academy by his side!

The title of Little Sanyuan further proves that Su Xuanming is not a fool!

"Mother, one day, I will soar to the sky and become the support of you and my brothers and sisters!"

Gu Nanxi was also deeply touched. When she looked at Su Xueming that day, it was as if she was looking at her own useless student.

When I look at Su Xuanming now, I feel an extra sense of family connection.

Su Yunyan took the opportunity to speak: "Brother, do you mean that when you become a high-ranking official, you will return to me double the money I subsidized to Baichuan Academy?"

Crit!

Because Baichuan Academy charges low fees and provides three meals a day, the academy has been operating at a loss.

After all, no matter how great your fame is, it can't be exchanged for money!

Su Xuanming was too embarrassed to continue asking his mother for money, and it was all thanks to Su Yunyan who paid for the canteen, so that the students in the academy didn't have to eat wild vegetable buns every day.

Seeing Su Xuanming hesitating and not knowing how to answer, Su Yunyan sighed. She knew that she would have to rely on herself to support this family in the end.

The two brothers were used to spending money, and their mother regarded money as dirt, so she could only work harder herself to avoid leaving them with no money to spend.