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Chapter 212 Who is this?

Have a little more snack?

Li Juou felt helpless. She could probably guess what her father was thinking! But is it appropriate to just match her with this short-haired guy like this?

At a glance, you can tell that the guy who has been used to eating bread and butter from abroad looks at his hairstyle, clothes, and his words and deeds, and he doesn’t look like his own good match!

After all, I was a lady from a noble family. Although Li Hongzhang helped with government affairs, Li Juou's horizons broadened his horizons and knew how big the world was, but this could not stop Li Juou always thought that he was a traditional woman.

Um.

What is the essence of her, such as Huixin orchid, and her, and her heart and gentleness.

So, she didn't think that Zhu Ming was her good match.

In this case, then my father wants to match himself and be careful with himself. What does this mean?

Li Juou didn't understand it, but she felt a little shy about her father's "matchup". After all, in front of him, her father said such hints that such a marriage event was too shameful...

He blushed, turned around and left.

Li Hongzhang looked at Li Juou's figure and sat there, knocking his fingers on the table, slowly thinking about Zhu Ming's affairs...

I must check it.

If you use it, you must use it.

To be careful, you must be guarded.

As for the others, haha, let's talk about it-

How could my daughter Li Hongzhang be so easy to pursue?

Let me, Li Hongzhang, take a look at your skills first...

So, by chance, Zhu Ming was thrown to the Tianjin Machinery Manufacturing Bureau. The Tianjin Machinery Manufacturing Bureau was divided into two departments, east and west. Zhu Ming came to the East Bureau, which was in Jiajiagu, east of Tianjin City!

This place is not desolate. There are towns and people. Of course, it is indeed a little behind the bustling Tianjin City. However, seeing the thick smoke in the sky, there are still a smell of gunpowder that seems to be floating, and the sound of gunfire test guns made Zhu Ming feel like he was in water.

This is the Tianjin City in my mind.

This taste...

Meet it!

Standing at the door of the East Bureau of Tianjin Machinery Manufacturing Bureau, I took a deep breath and sighed, "The haze, I only sucked in Beijing. Compared with the heavy haze, the intense haze, and the cold haze, I prefer the mellow, real, and unique rural atmosphere of Beijing haze. The low-temperature moist coal soot from desulfurization and denitrification is fully mixed with the carbon fragrance of straw burning, and the fragrance of industrial emissions, plus the catalysis of exhaust gas and the low pressure. Finally, the blending of sulfur smoke makes it refreshing, sweet and long. After inhalation, it hangs the lungs, exhale the heart, and enters the lungs, making the tasters want to burn but not stop.

The fog is thick in the imperial capital, and the haze is pure in Beijing!!!

Of course, it is not yet called smog, but the gray sky still makes Zhu Ming feel that it is so good!

Without this smog, where did the guns and cannons come from, and where did the Chinese people stand up?

Well, from this moment—

Zhu Ming is not fighting alone, he is the cry of 400 million Chinese people, and the expectation standing in the east of the world!

He walked in openly, but was stopped by two people wearing jackets and chests embroidered with soldiers in front of him. Zhu Ming did not show off and could not make any mistakes. He took out Li Hongzhang's letter openly and went in...

Looking at the other party's reviewing eyes, Zhu Mingjue was a little bit wrong!

What's the meaning?

"You are Zhu Ming?"

"Um!"

"Come to help imitate the Nine-son Mauser?"

The man looked at Zhu Ming with a slanted eye, and always felt uncomfortable. He did not have a smart and bright forehead, nor a big braid behind him, nor a long robe and jacket, and short hair. He made this supervisor feel uncomfortable no matter how he looked at him, "Do you know the ninth son Mauser?"

Zhu Ming looked at the other party helplessly. Anyway, he knew that the other party could no longer see the phone in his hand. He opened the search openly, and then read the lyrics according to the script-

""Nine-Son Mauser", the m1871/84 Mauser series rifle, also known as "Nine-Son Company", "Nine-Son Gun", "Nine-Son Gun", and "Nine-Son Gun". It can load nine rounds of bullets (using 8-round tubular bullet chambers to supply ammunition, plus 1 round in the gun chamber, a total of nine rounds), hence the name.

It is a rifle that can be continuously fired based on the m1871 single-shot rifle, also known as the "continuous bead gun". The characteristic of this gun is that there is a tubular bullet cabin in the guardrail under the barrel, and the bullets are connected to each other at the end, so that continuous shooting can be carried out. In 1884, the Supreme Command of the Prussian Army decided to use the continuous bead rifle designed by Mauser to equip the Prussian army, and it was shaped into m1871/84 type, with a caliber: 11mm..."

Well……

Expert!

Although the supervisor didn't know what Zhu Ming said a lot, he could say it so easily and clearly some basic data, and it seemed that he was a talent!

Of course, what is important is that this is recommended by Master Zhongtang, so how dare he be negligent?

So Zhu Ming entered the Tianjin Machinery Manufacturing Bureau, with the title of "Special Consultant of the East Bureau of the Tianjin Machinery Manufacturing Bureau of the Qing Dynasty"! He received a salary of a seventh-rank civil servant, and the subsidy was 60 taels of silver per month...

After taking the various exploded drawings of Mauser m1871/84 style and redesigning and planning the production process, Zhu Ming boldly adopted the necessary things for travelers - assembly line production!

Focusing on production quality control has caused complaints from the people of Tianjin Machinery Manufacturing Bureau.

Looking forward, looking forward, the east wind is coming, and the pace of spring is approaching. Everything is like I just woke up, and my eyes are happily opened. The mountains are moist, the water is rising, and the sun is blushing. The grass secretly comes from the land...

Uh, I got the wrong script!

Looking forward, looking forward to the arrival of the Lord Zhongtang, the acceptance step is approaching.

Everything will be like it is, and you should do whatever you should do.

Where is the ninth son Mauser...

The imitation has been more than a year and has not been effective. The failure rate is extremely high. How could a young man and a half succeed if he comes?

As the saying goes, you can’t do things in a safe way!

A month later, on the 25th day of the fourth lunar month of the 14th year of the Guangxu period of the Qing Dynasty, Li Hongzhang came while the Jiajia Gu Dao Shanyin Dharma Drum Seal Meeting.

In fact, Li Hongzhang took his daughter out for a relaxing trip to the temple fair.

But since you've come, let's take a look...

As a result, Li Hongzhang's eyes really lit up. The Mauser m1871/84 rifle was successfully imitated, and it can produce a total of 150 pieces a day, and each one is a good product!

Even in his hand, it was similar to the German original product he got. He put a bullet on it. It felt like Li Hongzhang felt that his Huai Army was about to change his clothes...

"This bullet won't work!"

Zhu Ming looked at the yield rate of the bullet and said heartlessly, "It's only about 60% of the yield rate, too bad..."

"And there is this gunpowder, what kind of gunpowder is this? Where are there people using black gunpowder? It's been the 19th century..."

"And that shell, 305mm naval gun, just use this thing? How can this be used..."

“…”

Looking at Zhu Ming who was complaining unscrupulously, Li Juou found that his father's face was getting ugly and ugly. He couldn't help but cough twice, "Cough cough cough..."

Originally, this was to give Zhu Ming a hint, but Zhu Ming turned his head and looked at Li Juou, "Juou Xiao... Master Li, why are you coughing? Are you feeling uncomfortable in your throat?"

"Well--"

Who is this person?

Heartless?

Or pretend to be stupid?

Doesn't he understand what he means?

Zhu Ming said indifferently, "Am I wrong? We can't hide our illness and avoid medical treatment. Look, I have been traveling abroad for so many years..."
Chapter completed!
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