As a salted fish, I was forced to become the teacher of all ages

After being whipped and kicked twice by Uncle Huai'an, and Qi Qiran bid farewell to his father, Hua Manlou returned to Xishan depressed.

The time is too tight, otherwise, Hua Manlou will definitely find a way to arm the three hundred young cavalry to the teeth, and give his father more means of life-saving.

But now, the research on flintlock guns is somewhat stagnant. Hua Manlou made a drawing of the revolver for the craftsmen to study first-in fact, the method of firing the revolver is earlier than the firearm, and the structure of the revolver is simple. It's just that Huamanlou used to play with that kind of revolver smashing gun when he was a child, and some of the high-quality goods are even the same as real guns. In theory, this thing can be used.

But the problem is that one very important thing is missing: a spring.

It has to be said that springs are used in a wide range of applications, ranging from the shock absorbers of chariots and automobiles to the small parts of lighters.And it was such a small thing that stumped all the craftsmen in Xishanwei. Recently, this group of people were catching blind around the blast furnace.

To say a thousand words and ten thousand is still a matter of material: iron that is too soft will not bounce, and iron that is too rigid will break when pressed.

Judging from Huamanlou's description, the material for making this spring not only needs to be wear-resistant, but also needs to be impact-resistant and extrusion-resistant. The householders have only tinkered with carbon steel, and have a little superficial understanding of alloy steel. Now it is really embarrassing for them to tinker with others.

And craftsmen have indeed used carbon steel, but the effect is very reluctant: carbon steel is not very suitable for making springs, not to mention the low elastic limit, and it is easy to lose elasticity after repeated deformation, so everyone based on the previous experience of carbon steel , I wonder if I can add some other things to the steel, and try to make it.

But the question is how to add, how much to add, and what to add, these are all problems.

At this time, Hua Manlou came back, and was dragged to the blast furnace by the craftsmen as soon as he came back: "Mr. Qian, how do you think this spring is made?"

"Yes, Mr. Qian, the other things are not difficult, but the difficulty lies in the spring. Mr. Qian is so talented, so he must have his own way..."

"Get out, what are you crying and howling, can you talk! Mr. Qian, don't listen to him, but you really need to do this..."

The craftsmen were extremely enthusiastic. Some brought stools to Huamanlou, some brought tea and water, and some beat their backs, shoulders and legs. They served their ancestors even more than they did to their ancestors. Dad's little melancholy was gone.

The craftsmen were originally grateful to Huamanlou for bringing them out of Zaozao Bureau, but now they all know that if they make some achievements, their descendants will definitely be exiled, and the rewards above are also quite a lot. Are you doing your best?And from their point of view, although Huamanlou is not very good at doing the work, there are so many ideas, just take the new blast furnace and coke, can ordinary people come up with it?

Hua Manlou couldn't help but drive the craftsmen aside, and then asked a familiar blacksmith, "Now you have to tell me where you are going?"

"Uh...first...first step?" The blacksmith scratched his head embarrassingly: "I'm just discussing what to add to the iron and how much to add..."

Hua Manlou: "..."

It has to be said that because of the rush to make firecrackers earlier, Xishanwei's current income is almost only the coal sold, and most of the money is still subsidized by the palace.

A few days ago, an eunuch came to report the time to Huamanlou's mansion, and hinted that he was asked to make some farm tools and sell them for money before the beginning of spring, so as to ease Xishanwei's deficit, so he also gave orders to several principals. Temporary savings order, which makes craftsmen have to discuss a few reliable methods first, and then slowly experiment - as we all know, things like research and development are a waste of money, let alone, just Peng Guang purchased a large number of different ores at the request of Huamanlou, costing thousands of taels of silver...

Scratching his head, Hua Man said: "Bring some different ores and send them, let me try."

Huamanlou has learned that there are about four commonly used materials for springs, namely carbon steel, manganese steel, silicon manganese steel and chrome vanadium steel.Carbon steel is cheap, but the application effect is not good, and then gradually faded out of the market; and silicon-manganese steel is mainly used in industry, such as coil springs of automobiles; chrome vanadium steel is mainly used in high-demand occasions, such as aircraft engine control systems; so it is widely used The small springs you get are manganese steel springs.

In other words, he knew to add fierce to the steel, which made the progress of research and development a big step forward.

As for how to distinguish fierce...

Hua Manlou scratched his head hard, trying to remember the flame reaction that had long been thrown into the corner of memory, and finally remembered a formula: potassium purple barium yellow green, sodium yellow lithium purple red; rubidium purple calcium brick red, copper green strontium magenta.

Manganese... also looks yellow-green?Molybdenum seems to be yellow-green in the impression?

And I don't know if burning the ore powder can produce a flame reaction...

In fact, Tao Hongjing, a well-known alchemist and master of medicine during the Southern and Northern Dynasties, had such a record in his "Compendium of Materia Medica" that "burn it with fire, purple smoke rises, and the cloud is real saltpeter (potassium nitrate)". It is probably the oldest record of the flame reaction, so it stands to reason that if the ore powder is burned with some salt solution, it should work... right?

But then again, where can I find an alcohol lamp?

Alcohol preparation... Nowadays, there is already a distillation method, but purity is a big problem, and the ore has too many impurities, so what if you can't burn it yellow-green?

Finally, Huamanlou, who was about to scratch his head, finally found the description of manganese ore from the corner of his memory: pyrolusite is soft in texture, light gray to black in color, generally lumpy or earthy, and sometimes even clinging in the form of branches on the rocks……

The craftsmen brought the ore, and Hua Manlou rummaged through it by himself, and finally found a branch-shaped, soft ore, and handed it to the blacksmiths hesitantly: "Try to purify it, and then try it with this thing. try."

Facts have proved that the knowledge reserve of the traveler is a huge wealth. The thing Huamanlou found is indeed a fierce ore, and with the help of a group of experienced blacksmiths, he finally tinkered with it. Manganese metal: The main component of pyrolusite is manganese dioxide, and manganese and carbon dioxide can be obtained by carbothermal method...

Of course, Hua Manlou only remembered this matter after he was fiddling with it, and he blushed very much.

As a liberal arts student, it is really embarrassing to think of this series of chemical knowledge. While he is thankful, he keeps cursing his former self: why don't you study physical chemistry well?Didn’t the old saying go, if you learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, you won’t be afraid to travel all over the world. Now it seems that this saying still holds true after time travel, so now Huamanlou even wants to go back and get a few junior high school physics and chemistry textbooks...

Knowledge is power, students!

104. The cabbage has not been raised

The smelting of high-manganese steel and the manufacture of springs did not take a lot of work. He is not good at this, and there is no need to steal the work of craftsmen.The next step is to wait for the craftsmen to tinker with the spring, make a short revolver, and then send the horse out of Beijing to Huai'anbo for self-defense.

Hua Manlou felt that he had broken his heart because of his careless old father, and even went out of his way to speed up the research and development—earlier, he had thought of letting it develop naturally, so that he could make himself a salty fish. At the same time, I can lighten my impression of the emperor, so as to avoid troubles in the future, but now it seems...

Although salted fish is good, you can't get rid of your father for salted fish, right?At present, only Qin'er and Dad are the only ones in this world who really want to treat themselves well!

Speaking of Qin'er, Qin'er, who came to Xishan with Huamanlou, is now busy in the house, still muttering non-stop: "It's so dirty, the young master has been living in the kennel these days, and I don't know where to find him." People tidy up..."

Huamanlou really doesn't know what to say about this: let's not talk about 'the room is clean and smelly, either a fake girl or a guy', when I first came here, I was so busy, I was so tired after a day , where is the mood to clean up the house?What's more, in the days when I first entered the mountain, I still lived in a tent. Is it necessary to clean it up?

Maybe Huamanlou wants to find someone to help him clean up, but Xishan is now the only ones who can take care of these things are the aunts and aunts of the craftsmen's family, and these people are either busy with logistics or family planning. Are you ashamed to ask people to put down what they are doing to serve you?

Moreover, this new house was built by enthusiastic craftsmen who spared their hands to help spend all over the building, so how could he let his wife and daughter take care of his daily life?They didn't sell themselves...

By the way, the craftsmen also specially built a kang according to his requirements—yes, it is the kind that was common in northern rural areas of Huamanlou's previous life. Although this thing was almost eliminated in the previous life, but in these years, it is simply It is an artifact for salting fish at home in winter.

And thinking of Kang, Hua Manlou suddenly realized a big question: Where does Qin'er live?

This new house is in the living quarters of the craftsmen. According to the meaning of Huamanlou, the craftsmen did not give him any yards to enter and exit. One bedroom, one living room and one yard are enough—after all, last month It's late autumn, and if you pay attention to dawdling, the artisans will be embarrassed.

But now the layout of this room...

Isn't it a little human to let 12-year-old Qin'er live outside on the floor?

In Huamanlou's previous life, he had a friend who kept a dog. He once said this: "I can do without food, but my dog ​​can't. You can't let someone who only sees you go hungry, can you?"

Although Qin'er is definitely not a puppy, the reason is the same.

Huamanlou is by no means the standard aristocrats these days. They beat and scold their servants or treat them as objects—isn’t it written in Dream of the Red Chamber that when Jia Baoyu dropped the jade, Jia’s mother became anxious: “Evil! You are angry , it is easy to beat and scold people, why bother throwing that lifeblood!"

Well, in the eyes of the nobles, servants are like this, they can be beaten and scolded freely, but Hua Manlou, a good boy in the heaven, can't treat people as wrong people, can he?

So, watching Qin'er and the last ray of sunset glow in the sky, Hua Manlou pursed her lips, "Qin'er..."

"What's the matter, young master, are you thirsty?" Qin'er immediately put down the work in her hand and looked at Huamanlou.

"Uh...it's not that, it's just that, where do you sleep at night...?"

Facing Qin'er's clear gaze, Hua Manlou spoke dryly, and finally changed "sleeping on the kang" to "sleeping where" in a daze, and denounced himself as a hentai in his heart.

Qin'er glanced at the room, and said with a natural expression: "Today, let's put together two chairs outside, and let someone build a grass shed outside tomorrow... Is the young master worried that I will grind my teeth and talk in my sleep?"

What a god to build a grass shed!

It’s the twelfth lunar month now, and the cold wind from the West Mountain in the Little Ice Age is howling. It’s cold even in this room with a kang, let alone a straw shed?Letting my loli live in a straw shed, how many ghosts can do it?

It is true that there are not a few people who live in poverty these days and don't even have a straw shed, and Huamanlou can't take care of it, but this is just my own loli!

So when Hua Manlou heard Qin'er's words, he immediately discarded all distracting thoughts, and said solemnly: "No, the young master is worried that you will be cold, so you can sleep on the kang at night, anyway... this kang is big..."

But Qin'er was stunned for a moment when she heard Hua Manlou's words, and then her face turned red. She lowered her head and held the corner of her clothes, feeling at a loss for what to do. After a while, she faltered and said, "Young...Young master thinks ...If you want to...then...then..."

These days, at the age of 12, she almost knows everything she should know. Even if she doesn't understand, the old mother in the house has already warned Qin'er about some things, so she is very clear about her role in this life: Tongfang girl.

There is still a big difference between Tongfang girl and dowry girl. The dowry girl is brought by the woman, but Tongfang girl is generally regarded as the chief servant next to the master, and her status is equivalent to that of the concubine, but she has no status—for example, Xiren is Jia Baoyu's housewife, and after Jia Baoyu had an unexplainable dream, pulled Jia Baoyu's head, and then Mrs. Wang raised her monthly silver, implying Xiren's status as a concubine...

Fuck!is a radical.

Seeing Qin'er's performance, Huamanlou immediately wanted to criticize the evil old society: She is still a child!

Although it’s not illegal to push loli these days, and some people like it—for example, the Taoist Emperor Jiajing, he once knocked on a wooden fish in the palace... When he knocked on the chime, the rhythm was out of order, and the one standing next to him happened to be a A 13-year-old little palace lady, this little palace lady couldn't help laughing when she saw Jiajing knocking on the wrong place. Originally, this matter involved slandering the emperor and she would lose her head, but Jiajing didn't care at all, and fell asleep that day... ( It’s true, Jiajing has a lot of loli court ladies around him for alchemy, and there are also sayings that he just likes it... Anyway, he almost died at the hands of the court ladies)

But can Huamanlou do this?

The cabbage has not yet grown up, and it cannot be arched...

This is really not hypocritical, but the sense of guilt is really too great, Hua Manlou thought to himself that he could still control his lower body - those who can't control are called animals, and those who can control are called men.

So with a sigh, Hua Manlou emphasized: "I am really afraid that you will be frozen, not to do... other things, don't think about it!"

Qin'er raised her head and stared blankly at Hua Manlou: "Oh..."

I don't know if she meant "oh" regret or luck, but the matter was settled like this.

only……

For the next period of time, the atmosphere in the room was awkward and... ambiguous, neither of them was ashamed to talk, Hua Manlou pretended to read under the lamp, and Qin'er...

Poor Qin'er didn't even have the time to babble, she blushed and wiped the box containing the clothes she brought inside in a way that would scratch the paint, her mind was in chaos: young master... Do you pity me...or don't like me?

105. This is an act of filial piety

Early the next morning, Hua Manlou went out with two panda eyes on her head, and Qin'er had a similar expression, yawning and busy in the courtyard.

It's not that something happened last night, it's really because the master and servant were so embarrassed that they went to bed last night, but before going to bed, they suddenly realized that there was only one quilt, which was not suitable for anyone to cover, and finally...

Again, nothing happened last night.

The main reason is that if the two are far away, the quilt is not big enough. If they are back to back, the cold wind will be blown into the quilt, and it is really not suitable to toss too much in this temperature when wearing a small underwear. Outside the quilt, Hua Manlou gritted her teeth and hugged it cruelly, stuffing it into her arms like holding a doll, and then...

Warmness is warm, but Qin'er was so frightened that her whole body became stiff. In order to calm her down, Huamanlou had to tell her stories in the middle of the night-telling stories to Luoli, it was so heart-warming, even if Huamanlou told her Most of the stories are cold jokes...

……

When Huamanlou went to the camp to train young soldiers, in the palace.

"Pfft...hahahahaha..."

Not only Huamanlou was the one who saw off Uncle Huai'an yesterday, but Ying Guogong and other bigwigs also sent Uncle Huai'an fifty miles away, so Huamanlou's song "Send Father in the Mountain" became a joke and spread to Guangxing In the ears of the emperor, and successfully made the emperor who pays great attention to manners in daily life lose his composure and burst out laughing: "This... this scorpion... hahahaha..."

The three elders couldn't help but smile, and the first assistant Zeng Kaiji laughed and said: "I can see that the last two lines of poems are from "Chu Songs Zhao Hermit" two lines 'Wang and Sun You are not coming back, and the spring grass is growing.' However, this kid used it in an ingenious way, turning a wanderer who lamented that he would never return to the day when he was separated from his father, fearing that he would never return after a long time, the use of allusions is ingenious, and the poem is also neat..."

The third assistant, Fan Liangbi, laughed until his eyebrows and beards were squeezed together: "It's just that the word "dear father" is really...really... really a jerk, if it spreads, the whole world will probably laugh at him. ..."

Emperor Guangxing managed to hold back his laughter, and took up a pen to write down this crooked poem, but left the word "pro" blank, and after pondering for a while, replaced it with the word "family".

Jiajun is actually a dear father, and it is used when addressing one's father to others.But after these two words were changed, it immediately portrayed a filial son who was reluctant to part with his father, and the style changed suddenly.

Zeng Kaiji clapped his hands and said: "Your Majesty is a great talent, once these two characters are changed, this poem can be called a masterpiece, enough to be widely circulated."

Emperor Guangxing shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not because I have a great talent, I'm afraid that Huamanlou may not be able to think of this word. As for why...cough cough...why became that outrageous mountain to send my father off, I guess it is I don't want Hua Aiqing to have too many worries about parting, this is an act of filial piety, it's just... well, it's a bit outrageous..."

In fact, Huamanlou was really being funny yesterday, and it really meant what Emperor Guangxing said. After all, he couldn't stand the tired and crooked farewell of the elders, and at that time he felt that if his father There is also a sense of sadness, he doesn't care about continuing the magic reform, anyway, there are a lot of farewell poems in stock...

Second assistant Wen Xuelin stroked his beard and looked at Ying Guogong suspiciously: "In ancient times, there was a colorful dress to entertain relatives. Huamanlou's move has some meaning, but this kid has such talent? Not only improvised a poem, but also changed it temporarily. The words, and the dictionaries are also extremely accurate... It seems that I haven't heard that he reads well, right?"

Duke Ying laughed and said, "That Zhuzi himself said that after his father beat him up, he would study hard for a few days, so..."

Emperor Guangxing frowned: "Oh?"

It seems that there is indeed such a thing. After beating the prince a few days ago, I heard that he has buried his head in the study recently, and he hasn't played cockfights for a few days.

Thinking of this, Emperor Guangxing nodded and said, "Hua Aiqing is the best teacher!"

The few people present looked at each other, wondering why Emperor Guangxing came to such a conclusion - if the teaching was good, then how could Uncle Huai'an have been frowning all day two years ago?

But Ying Guogong has already regarded Huamanlou as a future son-in-law after all, so he will help Huamanlou cover up a little bit in this regard, so he said with a smile: "Exactly. The so-called dutiful sons are born under the stick. It’s about reasoning with those evil people in the family, but they don’t take it seriously when they listen to the reasoning too much, so it’s better to smoke it, knowing it hurts, and they will have a long memory.”

Emperor Guangxing agreed: "This statement is very true. For example, the prince, who lives in a different place, if I go out of Beijing, I feel that 'send each other in the mountains, and sing and dance at sunset' can describe the mood of this rebellious son. The last two sentences are reasonable, but do they mean...huh!"

Although Emperor Guangxing didn't finish his sentence, everyone understood the meaning of the poem and it became "My father will come back next year, right?"That's great, I can finally herd the sheep." In this way, the image of a bastard son suddenly appeared on the paper, making people want to twitch and couldn't stop...

It has to be said that the Chinese language is profound and profound, and the style of the father can be changed into a family gentleman, and the meaning of singing and dancing can also be changed from closing the door to singing and dancing.

So no one dared to answer Emperor Guangxing's words indiscriminately, but these old people either pretended to have a dry cough, or pretended to stroke their beards to hide their smiles - based on everyone's understanding of the prince, he could really do this. And it will definitely do it unabashedly...

Emperor Guangxing didn't care about the expressions of these people. He bowed his head and wrote a title on the poem "Sending the Lord to Tatar in the Mountains in the 11th Year of Guangxing", stamped his private seal and stood aside. Xu Dacheng said: "Frame this picture and give it to that kid. It's good for him to be filial, but he can't lose his reputation just because of entertaining relatives. I don't want the hero who was just commended a few days ago to suddenly become It's a laughing stock... well, let's go."

Emperor Guangxing wrote this poem with his own handwriting and added his own seal. Since then, "Send Father in the Mountains", a poem that would be ridiculed by the whole world, has become "Send Your Family in the Mountains in the 11th Year of Guangxing". "Make Tartar" refers to the original poem, maybe everyone will think that others are jealous of Hua Manlou and then change it blindly, after all...

The emperor personally authenticated, can you say that the emperor is wrong?

The "honest and honest" Xu Dacheng took the words, although he was smiling on the surface, but in his heart he was scolding his mother: Look at this holy family, has there ever been one in our family?How many things our family has done for His Majesty, but the reputation outside... Sigh!

Xu Dacheng was jealous for a while, and began to hate the group of censors: When impeaching our family, it seemed as if he wanted to eat our meat raw, but this group of waste impeached Huamanlou without pain or itching, just Because our family is eunuchs, isn't it?OK, let's remember it!

Eunuch Xu's grievances and mental journey went astray, but Huamanlou's poems turned into a normal version by accident, and spread in Beijing.

106. Hit him!

After a few days, Huamanlou once again swiped the screen in Kyoto.

The difference is that the common people are indifferent to things like poetry, after all, they can't appreciate it; but in the circle of nobles and scholars, this incident caused quite a stir.