Follow Lao Zhaotou and Yaoguang to an open space.

Lao Zhao took out a gun and Fusu looked at it. It looked very stylish, unlike the long styles of later generations, but instead looked like pistols, which were exactly the same as his own design drawings.

First, he poured some gunpowder into the barrel, then took out a very round bronze bead, pressed it into the barrel, and happened to be stuck.

Then take out a bronze sign and stab the bullet in hard!

There is no other way. The principle of the flintlock rifle is to burn and explode in a closed environment to generate kinetic energy and shoot the bullet out.

Therefore, if there is a gap between the bullet and the barrel, the kinetic energy leak will inevitably lead to a decrease in power.

Therefore, the bullets almost fit perfectly into the barrel, and you have to use something to stab the bullet in hard.

A series of complex operations took a full six or seven seconds, and the preparation was completed.

Then, Lao Zhao pointed his gun at a wooden board.

Then, with a bang, the wooden board in front of the gun was instantly hit, and the bullet shot on the board, immediately causing the entire board to crack.

"This looks pretty good, is there anything wrong with it?"

Seeing that the gun could break a wooden board, Fusu thought the flintlock rifle was pretty good, but why did Old Zhao say that it was only 70% or 80% completed?

"Young master, this is good luck. If the flint strikes and ignites, it will fail in 100! Moreover, it is only good to be close to the distance, but if the distance is three or five feet away, both accuracy and power will decrease. I am thinking about how to increase the power and improve the accuracy..."

Lao Zhao is a craftsman who is very particular and strives for excellence.

"No, no, it's actually good!"

In his previous life, he had extremely strict management of weapons and had never touched a gun at all. In this life, he finally saw a gun that he designed and had unique private customized version. Fusu was a little impatient to try it out.

As a man, no one is afraid to be interested in weapons, right?

"This..." Seeing Fusu so easily satisfied, and liked this flintlock rifle so much, Old Zhao's expression was a bit strange, and he looked like he wanted to speak but stopped.

"What's wrong? Master Zhao, just say something if you have anything to do..." He took the gun from Master Zhao's hand and played with it curiously. At the same time, Fusu asked generously.

Fusu is still very tolerant of talents with his right hands.

"I'm sorry, my son is a little useless!" Old Zhao thought about it and still raised his thoughts.

"Silent ribs? What does this mean?" Fusu's eyes moved away from the flintlock rifle and looked at Lao Zhao.

"First, the bullet filling takes too much time, the second is the power is not satisfactory, and thirdly, the accuracy is not enough, and all three are not as good as bows and arrows." Old Zhao told the truth.

This sentence made Fusu stunned. Think about it carefully, did Old Zhao's words make sense?

Just now, I poured gunpowder and poked bullets again. The filling speed took seven or eight seconds. What if the archer pulled the bow and hit the arrow? One or two breaths were enough?

Besides, although the power of this flintlock rifle is good, it is not necessarily better than bows and arrows.

Finally, let’s talk about accuracy. The accuracy of the smoothbore gun is indeed touching. This accuracy is because of the weapon itself. Unlike bows and arrows, if you practice diligently, you will sooner or later become a sharpshooter who can pass through the sun in a hundred steps?

I am from the perspective of later generations, so I know how powerful the gun is!

However, in this era of Daqin, the flintlock rifle in his hand is indeed not as effective as an archer with superb archery skills.

"However, this flintlock rifle also has its benefits. First of all, it is exquisite and compact, hidden in the body and not easily discovered. Secondly, although it is not possible to be long distances, it is still possible to be close distances. It is quite useful to the young master!"

At this moment, Yaoguang, who had not spoken around, suddenly spoke.

"Yes, this statement makes sense! The most important thing is convenience. This is much better than when I face evil people myself, I can only use the knife to go up!" Yaoguang's words made Fusu feel much better, and he nodded and said.

Old Zhao's words were unpleasant, and Fusu was not angry, but Yaoguang's words sounded nice? This was naturally not bad.

I am a vulgar person and like to listen to good things. Is this wrong?

"Actually, Lao Zhao, there is a way to improve the distance and accuracy of this bullet..."

Since Lao Zhaotou is a craftsman who wants to strive for excellence, Fusu is naturally very happy.

"Oh? Please help me solve my doubts?" Hearing this, Lao Zhao's eyes lit up.

"The things that are rotated and fly out are not only more stable, but also fly farther. If some dense spiral tiles are carved inside the barrel, so that when the bullet is shot out, the accuracy and distance will be greatly improved!" Fusu roughly explained the role of rifle.

"Does the spiral-shaped engraving lines be engraved on the inner wall? This requires the distance and thickness of the engraving lines to be as symmetrical as possible, right? This has indeed increased the difficulty of production again!" Old Zhao nodded with a thoughtful look.

"Young Master, if you carve a rifle inside, the bullet and the barrel cannot be sealed..."

Yaoguang was young and his head was spinning very quickly, and he immediately discovered the disadvantages of rifling in the barrel.

If the bullet and the barrel cannot be closed, the energy will inevitably be leaked. Naturally, the force of the bullet fired will decrease.

"So, although this rifle portrayal is important, it is also very important to the bullet. If the bullet can be made, the tail expands at the moment of attacking, and fits it with the barrel, it will be fine!"

He glanced at Yaoguang with appreciation, and then Fusu proposed the idea of ​​Minnie.

"Oh? This idea is indeed feasible. The expansion of the tail fits the barrel when it hits out? In this way, it will be easier to load, and there is no need to use a copper sign to poke it!"

The Minnie's concept made Lao Zhao nod.

"You can design a hole at the tail of the bullet and inlay a small wood plug into the hole. The moment the bullet hits out, the wood plug enters and expands the tail of the bullet! As for how to make it, it depends on you!" Since Lao Zhao has the intention of striving for excellence, Fusu certainly doesn't mind telling him some more advanced ideas.

If Lao Zhao cannot make it, it means that the current craftsmanship is only like this and he will lose no money. But if Lao Zhao can really make it, it would be even more surprising!

After having a more optimized concept, Lao Zhao followed suit and thought about how to carve the rifle on the inner wall of the barrel, and also thought about how to make Minnie bombs.

And what about Fusu? He held the flintlock rifle and tried dozens of guns.

As Lao Zhao said, there will be no more than 10% of the attacks, but there is a high probability that it will succeed.

Although from a modern perspective, this flintlock rifle is considered a defective product among the defective products.

But at least he had the first gun. After trying dozens of guns, Fusu still took it away with satisfaction.

Of course, Lao Zhaotou and Yaoguang gave a lot of rewards, and each gave a lot of money!

Yumenguan Commercial Market is not far away. Now if you have money, you can go to the Commercial Market to play, which is why they have a rest time in high-intensity work.

In this way, Fusu returned to the kitchen and had a lunch break after eating.

I had a dream, dreaming that I was holding a Gatling machine gun and swept through thousands of troops.

This is the romance that men carved deep in their genes.

After waking up, it was already three minutes later.
Chapter completed!