In the Zheng family's water thieves camp, Qin Zhao sat on a raised big stone, sitting in front of a game of Go and chess, looking at the mixed water thieves with curiosity.

The thieves were wearing fancy clothes and all kinds of clothes. Some were wearing leather jackets that they had snatched from somewhere, and were draped on their bodies like leather armor. Some were wearing chain mail outside their cotton armor, some were wearing Japanese ronin samurai suits, and some were wearing short browns that passengers at sea were used to wearing.

If Qin Zhao hadn't seen Zheng Chenggong take him in and out of the camp with his own eyes and saw countless leaders crawling up to accept Zheng Chenggong's command, Qin Zhao would really not believe that these clothes were chaotic, and the messy teams during the station would have unified leaders.

A Japanese samurai whose head was originally combed with a samurai's head was covered with newly grown hair, and was tied casually with a rope. He had two Japanese knives on his waist, one long knives and one short ribs. The samurai seemed to have a high status in the team. He stood under the big stone where Qin Zhao and Zheng Chenggong were, and looked at Qin Zhao with curiosity.

Zheng Sen is already very familiar with him and is his leader. So who is Qin Zhao, dressed as a rich man in the countryside?

Zheng Chenggong's mother is Japanese. When he was a child, he was six years old in the Hirado clan of Kyushu, Japan before returning to China, so his thief team also recruited Japanese ronin.

Qin Zhao looked around and found that many people under the stone were looking at him secretly, as if they were curious about their identity.

Not far away, a group of Japanese roninmen and a team of Zheng's soldiers were fighting, and many "water thieves" soldiers surrounded there to watch the battle. Some of the soldiers were holding shields, some holding weapons similar to rakes, and some holding spears. The group of Japanese ronin warriors attacked the troops with Japanese swords, but were all blocked by shields. From time to time, a spear was extended out of the shield and stabbed them diagonally, or hit them with a rake, which often hit the Japanese ronin who was caught off guard.

The two teams stopped and did not really get into the flesh. After a while, the Japanese ronin admitted defeat, and the crowd watching next to them burst into laughter.

Qin Zhao asked Zheng Chenggong to deal with Lu Yixuan, but he did not expect that Zheng Chenggong directly mobilized the three thousand water thieves to stand up for him. Neither the time traveler Qin Zhao nor the native Qin Zhao had seen such a large formation.

But it sounds normal. Now the sand business in Guangzhou City is as high as several thousand taels of silver a month, which is a big deal. It makes sense to use 3,000 people for such a deal.

Zheng Chenggong happily put a piece on the chessboard and smiled and said, "It's time for Boss Qin."

Qin Zhao put his eyes away from the surrounding thieves, looked at the chessboard carefully, and fell a black piece in the middle of the chessboard.

Zheng Chenggong smiled and thought about the chess game seriously, as if he didn't care about the surrounding environment at all.

Qin Zhao asked curiously: "Fourth Master, are we waiting to enter and exit this 'water thief' camp, aren't we afraid of being seen?"

Zheng Chenggong smiled and said, "This is a remote place in Nanhai County. Who knows me? People nearby heard that the thief had already abandoned the village and fled for dozens of miles. How could anyone see us entering the camp?"

"Take a step back, even if someone knows me and says I'm going to the camp, who can be sure what they say is true? People are full of hearts in this troubled world, and they have everything they say. No one believes some of the orphans of some people."

Qin Zhao nodded and said, "Fourth Master, I heard that the soldiers said that Guangzhou City has been martial law. We really want to attack Guangzhou City?"

Zheng Chenggong said disdainfully: "Lu Yixuan's short-sighted eyes! He thought that he was in a martial law in Guangzhou and we could not attack Guangzhou City? He was tying himself up and he would eventually suffer the consequences."

Qin Zhao asked, "What does the Fourth Master say?"

Zheng Chenggong laughed and said, "My pirates wandered around the countryside between Nanhai County and Guangzhou City. Every ten days, white rice was transported from the boat into our camp, and the pirates had no worries about food and clothing."

"When Guangzhou is martial law, all the business in Guangzhou will not be done. There are countless officials of all sizes in Guangzhou, and everyone has business in the city. I think how many days can the martial law in Guangzhou be cleaned up? Let's see if the officials of all sizes will peel Lu Yixuan's skin and cut his body into water to cook."

Qin Youli was always trembling behind Qin Zhao.

Hearing Zheng Chenggong's last domineering words, he took a sudden breath and was already speechless.

This is the first time this old accountant has seen a fight between a soldier and an official, and Zheng Chenggong, as a soldier, fights so easily and confidently. His terrifying image of a civil servant who often destroys a family collapsed, and Zheng Chenggong's methods have surpassed his cognitive level.

Qin Zhao looked at Qin Youli, then looked at Zheng Chenggong, and smiled and said, "The Fourth Master is a good method."

Zheng Chenggong carefully put a white piece on the chessboard and smiled and said, "I won!"

Qin Zhao looked at the chess game and smiled and said, "It's true that the Fourth Master won."

Zheng Chenggong laughed and said, "What method? You go to Fujian to inquire. This is how our Zheng family has always done things. If you really want to say the method, your method makes me more interested. I have thought about the idea of ​​self-generated musket you mentioned these days, and I really think it's amazing."

"Once it comes out, the impact will probably be more than just Guangdong and Fujian!"

Qin Zhao looked at Zheng Sen, which is the future Zheng Chenggong.

"Since the Fourth Master is so interested, how can I draw it for the Fourth Master now?"

Zheng Chenggong's eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a twelve-point joy.

He waved his sleeves and shouted: "Get a pen!"

In fact, in this era, flintlock rifles have been invented, whether in the East or the West.

In the eighth year of Chongzhen, Bi Maokang, the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue in Nanjing, created a self-produced musket and used flint to fire, which eliminated the inconvenient and time-consuming flint. This invention was recorded in the book "Military Arts and Dialogue".

"When the gun is inconvenient when it encounters wind and rain, the gun must first open the fire door to the enemy. Often, some people are wet by wind and rain and cannot fire, and some people are accidentally fired before they can be fired after being shined, (self-generated fire gun) must be transformed into the news, so that the flint touches the machine and the medicine is fired after the fire is fired. If the wind and rain are not wet, you can take action at the right time."

However, both in the East and the West, the newly born flintlock rifle lacks practical value because of its incomplete structure.

For example, the simplest thing is that due to the positional problem of flint and fire door design, the first generation of flintlock rifles often require the shooter to use a lot of strength to overcome the spring force and press the trigger to ignite the gunpowder. The shooter concentrates the force on the trigger, and with such a large amount of strength, he will naturally be unable to focus on the target.

Since the West built the first flintlock rifle in 1547, it has been improving the structure of the flintlock rifle. It has been a hundred years since the middle of the 17th century that it has truly built flintlock rifles with practical advantages and equipped the army on a large scale.

Zheng Chenggong has seen the first generation of flintlock rifles like those built by Bi Maokang, and he also knows their shortcomings and does not pay attention to them.

But who is Qin Zhao? A person like Lu Ban. Zheng Chenggong firmly believes that the flintlock rifle drawn by Qin Zhao must be mature and has practical advantages.

Qin Zhao took the pen and ink, used a harp to paint on the paper, and soon drew a flintlock gun.

The bolts painted by Qin Zhao were of course the products of the most mature era of flintlock rifles in the 18th century.

Zheng Chenggong waited for Qin Zhao to dry the drawings before he carefully held them over with both hands.

After only watching for a while, Zheng Chenggong smiled.

"Wonderful! Wonderful!"

"Boss Qin is really Lu Ban alive!"

Qin Zhao looked at Zheng Chenggong and suddenly said, "The Fourth Master brings me a ship of Japanese gunpowder."

Zheng Chenggong was still immersed in his amazement at the flintlock rifle and finally realized it for a long time.

"A ship?"

"I want to buy 50,000 kilograms of Japanese gunpowder from the Fourth Master."

Zheng Chenggong took a breath.

Why did Qin Zhao always break out of the ordinary way of thinking and play some incredible chess?

What do you do if you buy 50,000 kilograms of gunpowder at a time? Even a fleet of 100 cannons cannot use so much gunpowder!

"Fourth Master, how about it?"
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