Reading and enlightenment are something that Wu Xiaoqi had almost never thought about.

Especially Chen Mu paid them to hire Meng Shi.

No matter how grateful Zhu Xiaoqi is, he will be even more excited to help Yu Ding clean up the farmland.

Everyone will inevitably experience a change in mentality and status during a certain period of time, and all the five small flags under Chen Junye accepted faster than him, an outsider.

The day after returning to Qingcheng, Bai Yuanjie held wine in Qingyuan City, the most famous goose building, and invited Chen Mu, Zhang Yongshou and several hundred households who were lucky enough to come down from the battlefield. Although Chen Mu had the lowest official position during the meal, many hundred households respected him very much, and Chen Junye was very happy to eat.

After drinking until night, the three of them parted. Bai Yuanjie reminded Chen Mu to take good care of the Qianhu House in Qingcheng during this period, and he would go to Guangcheng with Zhang Yongshou to work hard.

Chen Mu responded all the time, but he didn't know that the Qianhu Office was in the morning... To be precise, something happened to his chief executive.

Guan Yuangu's second son Guan Zunban followed the letters sent by Chen Mu during the battle and rushed to rifle with an old gun before Chen Mu returned to inquire. When Chen Mu returned, the gun barrel exploded.

Chen Mu has always been concerned about this matter. Even before he could rest, something happened to his craftsman under him.

"How is it, where did you hurt?"

Huo Huoliao led people to the craftsman shop by the stream. The child held by the woman in the room was so scared that she cried like a wolf. When Chen Mu pushed the door open, he was choked by the strong smell of medicine. He said, "Fu Yuan went to Guangcheng to invite Old Man Cheng, how about Zunban?"

"General Flag!"

Guan Yuangu, an old craftsman with gray hair, stood in the door. When he saw Chen Mu coming, he hurriedly saluted. His eyes were red, but he did not forget to thank God. He looked at the bed and said, "Fortunately, the child was injured by a piece of iron, and he didn't hurt his hands. I'm worried about it."

Injured your stomach?

The softest ones of a livestock are all belly. Not to mention humans, Chen Mu seems to be much more serious than having his hands injured. He wanted to push Guan Yuangu, who was blocking the way, and went in to visit Guan Zun's class, but the old craftsman pulled Chen Mu and said, "Don't worry, the general flag, children will not delay making guns. At most, they will take a rest for one month, no, half a month!"

Chen Mu stopped, and when he saw the old craftsman's panic and anxious expression, the feeling of splitting surged into his heart again like a tide. The anxiousness on his face faded a little. Looking at the old craftsman's hunched back, he frowned his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Who do you treat Chen as!"

"Xiao Ba, boil water outside, wash the linen and cook twice. Zheng Yan goes to help!"

The two of them ran out to help, and then Chen Mu sat down beside the bed and saw Guan Zunban's appearance. Herbs were applied on his stomach and a blurry area could be seen at a glance that the wound was quite large. His clothes were covered in blood from his abdomen to his thighs, which made his eyelids twitch.

Is this a month or two off?

If you accidentally lose your life.

"General, general flag, villain..."

Guan Zunban's lips were pale and his head was sweating. In addition to pain, his face was filled with grievances of making mistakes. Before he could finish his words, Chen Mu stopped him.

"Recover your injuries well, you can't die. Stop talking, you don't have to worry about anything else."

Chen Mu gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly, but he didn't know who to scold him. Is it because he was cut off the bird gun and scratched his stomach? Or should he scold Guan Yuangu's son for being worried about his life, but thank God just because he didn't hurt his hand?

The swear words were in his throat, but he stood up and scolded the woman: "I frightened the child, take it out!"

"Zun Er stays in the house to accompany your brother. The others open the doors and windows to ventilate and go out, don't squeeze in the house." Chen Mu is not a doctor, and he doesn't know how to rescue such trauma on his stomach. He can only do some personnel and drive away everyone in the house.

Then he followed him out and pulled Guan Yuangu to the side and said, "Fu Yuan rides a fast horse. Doctor Guangcheng can come here in at most three days. Have you been treated by the Wei doctor?"

Three days, three days are enough to be deadly.

"I have seen it. The doctor of the Wei Dynasty has no choice but to take some herbs for internal and external application." The old craftsman who was arrogant at the craftsmanship was weak and he was as weak as an old farmer who had lost his harvest. He sighed without opening his mouth, "The doctor's medical treatment fee in Guangcheng is too expensive, so the general flag... dare not hurt!"

"Don't dare to hurt?"

Chen Mu had no idea what to say. Finally, he patted his head and thought that he had not paid all the wages for the Guan family father and son. The Qikouzi was counting on eating, so he dared to take the money to see the injury. He hurriedly said, "Don't worry about the money. If you have a few taels of silver left, please send it to you later. The second brother was injured by a gun for me and I will pay the medical fee until he recovered."

Guan Yuangu thanked him very much, but Chen Mu felt guilty and stopped quickly and said, "Nothing else, it's important to save the second son's life - why did the gun explode?"

This was in Chen Mu's mind for a long time. What he wanted to ask the most was this. The gun barrel was pulled out and the rifle was blown up?

Could it be that the guns of this era are not enough to support the changes brought about by rifling to the gun barrels, so this path is simply not feasible?

"Oh, the second child is crazy and wants to save himself from laziness. He thinks it is too slow to drill a new gun and drill a line into the barrel. He is a carpenter and makes a drilling machine. He collects the old guns that others have used for a long time and drills the line out in half a day."

"I scold him for not listening! We are craftsmen, and our ancestors are very clear about their skills, but he is lazy. What good things can he make!"

"The new gun made by the old man was thickened according to the head flag, and slowly drilled it. One shot was drilled in seven or eight days. Now he drilled two shots and shot three times, and nothing happened." Guan Yuangu said this and was full of complaints, but Chen Mu still saw the old craftsman complaining about his heartache, "After blowing someone, what's the use of him being quick!"

Chen Mu understood that the problem was not on the rifle, nor was it the problem of fast drilling the borehole that Lao Guan Jiang mentioned, but because the old gun collected by the second son from the guard. Even if the old bird gun did not drill the rifle, it would just be used, let alone the rifle that damages the internal structure of the gun barrel.

"The rifled gun can be much stronger than the previous guns. If it is not very useful, it won't be drilled." Chen Mu waved his hand and walked, saying, "What is the second child using to drill? It takes seven or eight days to work hours in half a day? Take me to see."

If this happened, let alone a craftsman like Guan Yuangu would inevitably feel resistant to rifles, even Chen Mu felt uncomfortable, "Jiang Guan tried it, will two rifled guns be more accurate?"

"Yes! It's true that the old man drilled two shots, and both shots were carved out two lines as the general flag said. The gun that could have been able to hit thirty steps was not biased. It should be more accurate and farther than eight or nine steps, but..."

Guan Yuangu said while walking, wanting to speak but stopping. After Chen Mu allowed, he continued: "It is difficult to stuff lead balls into the gun barrel. The old man was more than three times slower to load lead balls. He shot a few guns, and the bullets would be hung on the line in the gun, which was difficult to clean up."

"The old man can't make the decision, so it's better to try the general flag before deciding."

Chen Mu waved his hand casually. Before he walked far, he saw the official craftsman pushing and pulling the big wooden iron tool on the ground and saying, "Zhongqi, this is a drilling machine made by a child, which is exquisite, which hurt him. The old man later burned this useless thing!"
Chapter completed!