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Chapter 63 Detailed Layout

This time, many people of great weight in the court came, Jia Sidao, Wen Tianxiang, Lu Shimeng, Li Tingzhi, Fan Wenhu, Xia Gui, etc., came to test the effectiveness of Song Chen's new gunpowder.

A team of strong and shirtless men were beating the drums with pride and striking sounds, with a majestic and rhythmic sound, giving people a magnificent feeling.

It seems that this time the gun test was very formal. The big guys were all wearing official uniforms and didn’t clamor like last time. Fortunately, Song Chen prepared very well this time, otherwise he would be embarrassed.

Song Chen is naturally very familiar with modern inspection ceremony, isn’t it just a meeting?

In order to highlight the central figure, a rostrum was set up, and a figure name plate was placed in front of each seat, with their names, titles, and positions engraved in Song font. Of course, a cup of steaming tea is indispensable.

The seats arranged were also very exquisite, and I went to pester the backer and asked about the tricks inside.

He also bought more than a dozen exquisite porcelains from the weird Lao Zhangtou, which cost a lot of money. This was because he had a lot of words, and in the end he took the Aniu route, so the old man was willing to sell it.

It’s not entirely because Lao Zhang is so weird. Since he told him how to make glass last time, they have spent all their time on it, so how can they make ceramics?

It turns out that they were worried about how the silly A Niu and the weird old Zhang got along. They were worried about it being redundant. This pair of masters and apprentices were almost made of heaven.

Song Chen felt that the polished mouth was worth it. These porcelain bottles were exquisite works of art. If left to later generations, they would definitely be national treasure-level artworks.

There is a fragrant jasmine flower inserted on the porcelain bottle, giving people a feeling of peace and happiness.

The red carpet was laid below the stage, which was made of red cloth that Song Chenhua thought about. Anyway, this one could be used as a matter of use. He wanted to make this group of people who could influence the direction of the Southern Song Dynasty to feel at home when they got here.

However, he knew that the upright Wen Tianxiang would not be too arrogant to see these small movements of his, so when he cast a blame look, Song Chen just coughed awkwardly and then ignored them automatically.

Other important officials of the court benefited very much. They secretly recorded all the details of these pomp and were very excited to learn on the spot.

There were two large altars of gunpowder more than ten feet in front of the officials. One was like fine sand. Everyone present had seen it. This was the gunpowder produced in traditional ways, and another jar of new type of gunpowder was granular, the size of soybeans.

Judging from the external shape, it is impossible to tell which kind of gunpowder is more powerful.

Mo Yuhai and Zhang Changzhao were carrying a thick iron plate. On the iron plate, ten circles of different colors were drawn with gypsum lines, that is, ten rings, one to ten rings, intuitively using numbers to reflect the accuracy of the shooting, and the image was intuitive.

Zhou Zhi came over with a box of paper shells, and this time he was preparing to come to a live loading, so that the big guys could watch it with helplessness. Nothing was more convincing than his eyes.

This group of bigwigs has the power to promote new gunpowder nationwide. As a blasting expert, Song Chen knew that the sooner he did this, the better.

The Mongolian cavalry was about to break in, and the army's combat effectiveness must be greatly improved, so we had to hurry.

"Start loading now!" Song Chen beat the gong hard and made a crisp and distant sound, indicating that the gun test had officially begun.

The officials present were a little confused. Beating the gong was obviously done by a low-level soldier. Song Chen is still a person now, so why are he rushing to do this?

Song Chen has Song Chen's reason. He comes from the 21st century. He has a business custom in exchange. When a company goes public, an important person will ring the bell on the stock exchange. This is a very long-faced moment.

As an elite white-collar worker in his previous life, he was so envious that he thought it was a great honor.

This time, I finally had a similar opportunity, how could he let it go easily?

Don’t say that values ​​are contagious, Song Chen’s move really made these big men realize that beating gongs is a very good thing. In the future, when there are similar activities, all the big guys will compete to be this beating gongs.

"My dear sirs, the new gunpowder has slowed down its combustion speed because it has been granulated. In this way..." Song Chen was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"Wait, Song Chen, you said that the combustion speed slows down. According to common sense, this range and power will decrease, right?" Li Tingzhi has always been a straightforward person. He has the honorific title of Jinshi General, but he does not have the kind of walking and pinching that of the scholar-official class. He doesn't like to talk around the bush.

"No, the gunpowder used to burn very fast, but the energy was wasted. On the contrary, the moment the bullet was shot, the violent combustion of the gunpowder would increase the barrel pressure and increase the risk of blowing the chamber several times. Therefore, I dare not use old-fashioned gunpowder to match the amount of bullets!" Song Chen tried hard to restrain the false sense of superiority of the time travelers.

Showing out like this will only make enemies for yourself. He will suffer this great loss in his previous life. He will try hard to restrain this stupid impulse in this life.

"Don't think we don't understand. Let's talk more about it. The more detailed the better!" Li Tingzhi seemed to have a pair of golden eyes, and could move everything in one go.

Song Chen thought he was pretending well enough and did not reveal his sense of superiority at all. Why was he still asked this?

It seems that the history teacher in his previous life’s view is correct. Those who can leave a strong mark on history books are all human beings. Which one is easy to fool!

"Because the initial area of ​​particulate gunpowder is not so large, the combustion speed slows down, and the chamber pressure on the barrel will naturally decrease. In other words, we can increase the amount of particulate gunpowder. If the amount of gunpowder is too high, the range will naturally be farther and the power will be greater!" The sun is in the sky and the weather is hot, so Song Chen has to give him a mouthful of tea. It is a bit dry and he said so much.

Throughout the process, I always tried to explain the professional knowledge he knew in the simplest and most vivid language.

"Oh, you seem to have missed one more thing." Li Tingzhi was still relentless. This general, who was both civil and military, seemed to want to make Song Chen secret, and he suddenly saw the essence of the problem.

Although she knew what the other party was saying, Song Chen bent down, clasped his fists and began to remain silent.

"That's the formula of gunpowder. This is the core of the problem. Don't make a fuss. Do you need to keep it so confidential? Then make a decision after the effect. Don't make a joke at that time!" When Li Tingzhi said this, she finally took a scruple of Song Chen's pitifulness.

The face lowered the voice.
Chapter completed!
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