Poor family mother and son

The craftsmen were really shocked. They were sure that it was a kind of cannon, but they dared not say it - they knew too much and died too soon.

The society has beaten them severely, beaten them to the point of missing limbs, and the painful life experience has taught them not to speak when they should shut up.

They even thought of an excuse to prevaricate: Dong Lei.

As a harbinger of disaster, Donglei is a term that no one is willing to mention, and the craftsmen think that this will save them from leaking out.

"Okay," Xiao Bao looked at the craftsmen's self-deceiving ostrich mentality, and said, "Let me tell you, this is a heartless cannon, I made it, have you seen the power?
This is only one, Grandpa Lu said too little, a big family and a big business, this is not enough, of course, it also needs your help, work together to come up with more powerful and more cannons, understand? "

Because they were all brought back by Grandpa Lu, Xiaobao suppressed the other half of the sentence: "Why do you want you to come?"Is it possible that my mother is still tinkering with this dangerous thing?

His mother only told him the name "Unconscionable Cannon" because the Guomin Party introduced this kind of cannon to shoot himself in the foot, but did not say that it would explode.

But since his mother kept them far away, while he ignited the fire and detonated it alone, and ran back with all his strength, Xiaobao knew that there was a high probability that this thing would blow up his own people.

The craftsmen stopped paying homage to God, and simply turned around and kowtowed to Xiaobao: "Understood, understood! The little ones understand! I will definitely do my best and keep my mouth shut!"

It's useless to pretend to be confused, don't look at other people's children, but you can't help but have a lot of thoughts, the more you pretend to be confused, the more he will explain it to you!Drag people into the water, this kid is very direct!

Either that they can make a lot of money, or that the youngest of them can be the boss, and none of their sons who are also fathers can make a fortune, and they will compete with Lao Tzu for food!

Because Daxuan's gunpowder has just begun to be used in the military, and the effect is not good, so the research direction of firearms has not yet formed, but the craftsmen are well aware of the power of gunpowder, and they have suffered a lot.

When you thought it was supposed to explode, it was damp, misfired, or just a show for fireworks; when you thought this thing was just like that, it actually blew up a whole house!
Gunpowder is not as tame as fire.

In the eyes of craftsmen, fire and gunpowder are the difference between dogs and wolves. The former can be driven by people at will, while the latter is unpredictable and difficult to control.

Although gunpowder is not a military-controlled product in Daxuan, it is also controlled in terms of safety, because the punishment for arson is still very severe, and relevant procedures are required to obtain the right to manufacture and operate it.

The Chu family has made such a big fuss and produced such a powerful thing. If the court finds out about it, I don't know what will happen.

The imperial court does not yet have laws and regulations on the control of firearms, but the less there is, the more severe the punishment will be.

But now, the court didn't know, but they knew and participated in it...then they could only shut up.

Chu Qing looked at Xiaobao with mixed feelings in his heart.

A child puts all her thoughts into calculating people's hearts. This is because she, as a mother, has not fulfilled her responsibility and has not given the child enough sense of security.

Moreover, it has to be said that Xiaobao is indeed more adapted to this world than himself, and is more dedicated to making a living.

This is real earning a living, seeking to live in peace, not just filling his stomach. He is using all the life wisdom he has accumulated in just 12 years to prop up a sky for his mother.

The experimental effect of one explosive package can't explain anything. For the same gun barrel, Chu Qing prepared ten explosive packages.

The cost of four hundred catties of black gunpowder mixed with white sugar is not small.

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On an unknown hillside, an old woman with white hair is picking up the last few scattered balls from the ground, blowing clean ashes and putting them into the earthen basin beside her.

There is a knocked-off gap on the edge of the pot, which is not small, but fortunately, those small balls are only half of the pot, so they won't fall out.

It was a pot of bean paste. The bean paste was rolled into balls the size of egg yolks, and they were frozen hard, but they were not frozen into a big lump like in previous years, but each one was independent.

The earthen pot is not big, but it is heavy. With such a pot of bean paste, it is really difficult for the old woman to lift it up from the ground.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, as if the ground trembled faintly.

"Boom!" The old woman shivered in fright, and the clay basin that had just been lifted off the ground was dropped back to the ground again. Fortunately, it was not high from the ground this time, so the clay basin was not broken again.

"Smelly boy, come out to my mother!" The old woman sat down on the ground angrily, ignoring the coldness of the permafrost, and cursed directly: "This is the third time! From the warehouse to here, I have been unable to go back to the house for half a year! "

"Hey, hey...don't shout, don't shout, mother, my son is here!" An old man with white beard and hair opened the door.

The old man's face and beard were covered with lumps of powder here and there, and the beard was also bruised, obviously because he stroked the beard with his hand during the dough making.

"Mother, why are you sitting on the ground? It's so cold, beware of hemorrhoids!" The old man trotted up to him, trying to help his mother up.

Unexpectedly, the old woman didn't let him help him at all, but beat him with her hand: "You brat! Let you do it! Look at it, it's been three times, I can't handle this pot of bean paste!"

The old man slapped the old woman's crackling hand, and stretched his flour-stained hand to the old woman's armpit, intending to help the old woman up first, but the old woman hit his forehead with another brain collapse:

"Fuck off! You bastard! My old lady never said it, and it's almost over. You insist on doing so many things!
Take a look, I just 'boomed' when I brought out the bean paste. I was so scared that the whole pot of bean paste fell to the ground, and the pot broke!

It was hard to pick it up, and just picked it up and gave it a 'boom'!Pick it up and 'boom' again!Well, there is no need to defrost it now, it all fell apart! "

The old man's forehead was so painful: "How can it be half a year! Why did you play it, my forehead is full!"

On closer inspection, it turned out that the old lady was still wearing a thimble.

"Hmph! Mother, you're playing tricks!" The old man stopped helping his mother, and simply sat on the ground.

At this time, I suddenly realized that my hands were clean. Looking at my old lady, her armpits were full of flour, she couldn't help laughing, and picked up a ball of bean paste on the spot, and stuffed it into her mouth.

Regardless of how old he is, his teeth are in good condition. He bites the hard frozen bean paste balls with a loud bang: "Mother, you don't put enough sugar in this, it's not very sweet."

The old woman saw that the brat didn't answer the question directly, she flicked her sleeves angrily, stood up quickly, and went back to the house to warm up, don't talk nonsense with this brat, it's annoying!
"Just know how to eat! This time you pick it up, bring it in after you pick it up!" the old woman roared before closing the door.

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It has to be said that it is very practical to use elm pier as the propellant tank in the second half of the "Unconscionable Cannon". It is not only convenient to fill and place the powder, but also reduces the recoil force well with the last two layers of thick wood.

Moreover, the gun barrel is made of a finger-thick steel plate, which is very strong and durable, and ten explosives were fired without affecting it.

It's just that the range of the explosive pack is not stable, ranging from 45 feet to 63 feet.

Overall, it's not a big problem.

However, now the entire lake is muddy, not only the dead fish have turned upside down, but also the mud inside can't sink for a long time.

Originally, the center of the lake was not frozen, only four circles were covered with ice, and the ice became thicker as it got closer to the shore. Now, there is no ice on the lake at all, but the shore and the water are full of fish. There are fish.

This is not firing a cannon, it is clearly making a nest.