The strongest nine thousand years old

Chapter 198: The Master Craftsman’s Methods and the Concept of Car Building

As soon as I stepped into the Ministry of Industry, I heard the sound of iron hitting each other.

At the same time, there was an overwhelming heat wave.

Even though it is late autumn, the temperature here is hotter than midsummer. The blacksmith inside is only wearing shorts and a vest, revealing his strong dark red skin.

"Sir, why are you here?" When the Minister of Works Cao Ning saw Chen Dong, he immediately came forward to greet him.

Then, he saw Yu Wenrou and Xiao Yourong behind Chen Dong, and his pupils shrank immediately. "Your subject Cao Ning pays homage to Her Majesty the Queen and Her Majesty the Imperial Concubine."

He was extremely surprised and didn't know why the two ladies came here.

"Don't be nervous. The imperial concubine said that you have a master craftsman here, so we came here specially to take a look." Chen Dong said.

"It's Lao Mo, the one who made the musket for you." Cao Ning said suddenly.

He thought something had happened, but it turned out that he was looking for someone. But Chen Dong also knew this person before!

"Lao Mo?" Chen Dong was stunned for a moment. "So he is the master craftsman. You can't judge a person by his appearance. Okay, go ahead and do your work. I'll go find him."

Cao Ning quickly said, "It's okay, it's okay. I just want to take a look around as well."

Cao Ning caught up with the team and explained to Yu Wenrou and Xiao Yourong: "My two empresses, Lao Mo has a strange temper. When you see him later, please be patient."

Yuwenrou and Xiao Yourong looked at each other subconsciously.

Have a weird temperament?

Walking into the manufacturing department, the sound of "ding-dong-dong" became clearer, and everyone could see blacksmiths making iron tools.

The iron weapon was the musket that Chen Dong had used before.

"Lao Mo, Lao Mo." Chen Dong shouted loudly.

A thin, shrunken old man in dirty clothes was holding a gun barrel and examining it.

Hearing Chen Dong's shout, he turned around subconsciously, with the cigarette Chen Dong left for him still in his mouth.

"Why are you here? The promised delivery date hasn't arrived yet." Lao Mo frowned and looked at Chen Dong unkindly, "You brought two women with you."

Cao Ning's face changed, and he immediately shouted, "Old Mo, stop being so presumptuous! These are the Empress and the Imperial Concubine."

"So what if they are the Queen and the Imperial Concubine? Aren't they women?" Lao Mo curled his lips. "Women will only slow down our forging speed!"

He looked up and saw that the blacksmiths kept glancing at Yuwen Rou and Xiao Yourong, and the clanging sounds even slowed down.

"What are you looking at? If you want women, go to the brothel. Whoever delays my work, I will twist off his head." Lao Mo said with a sullen face.

The blacksmiths quickly looked away and continued to forge iron.

A trace of shame and anger flashed across Yuwenrou and Xiao Yourong's faces.

Cao Ning said quickly: "You two ladies, please go to my place for tea first."

Yu Wenrou said coldly, "No need! I want to see what the master craftsman is capable of. Give him the perfume."

Li Cheng quickly took out a small porcelain bottle, pulled out the cork, and a faint fragrance immediately filled the air.

Lao Mo sniffed and showed disdain, "It smells like powder, not presentable."

"You!" Yu Wenrou's face darkened and she was about to get angry, but was stopped by Chen Dong.

Chen Dong knew that Lao Mo only cared about strange and clever tricks, and he really didn't care about this kind of little thing.

"Lao Mo, there is a difficult problem that needs your help now." Chen Dong said.

Lao Mo's eyes lit up, and he showed an interested look, "Tell me about it."

"I need a shower head to suck out the perfume inside and then spray it out in the form of mist." Chen Dong said.

Chen Dong gestured to Lao Mo, saying that there was no plastic yet and he didn't know how to make it.

"One press and one pressure, turning water into mist." Lao Mo murmured, falling into deep thought.

He smoked unconsciously and didn't even notice when the cigarette butt burned his fingers.

Li Cheng asked in a low voice: "Sir, this plain-looking old man, is he really capable?"

"If he can't do it, no one can." Chen Dong said.

He was sharp-eyed and saw that Lao Mo had already made the matches he mentioned last time and placed them on the workbench.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and while lighting a cigarette, he slipped the matches into his pocket.

"call"

He exhaled a puff of smoke and showed a look of satisfaction. This match was easier to use than a fire starter.

"Hey, I just made that box." Although Lao Mo was thinking, he saw Chen Dong's little action and said dissatisfiedly.

Chen Dong stuffed half a pack of cigarettes into Lao Mo's pocket and said, "You won't suffer any loss."

Old Moba smacked his lips and gave up.

"I haven't figured out how to turn water into mist yet." Lao Mo said.

Yu Wenrou sneered and said, "Master craftsman, nothing more than that!"

Lao Mo frowned and was about to retort, but Cao Ning held his arm tightly.

After taking a deep breath, Lao Mo slowly said, "The thing you are talking about is used to suck out the perfume in this bottle to avoid wasting it by pouring it out directly."

Chen Dong exclaimed: "Not bad."

"I've thought of an alternative." Lao Mo said.

After tinkering with the workbench for a while, he actually made a simple wooden straw. One end of the straw was inserted into the porcelain bottle, and the other end was a leather stopper.

Just squeeze the cork and let go, the pressure will suck the perfume in the bottle up, squeeze it again and the perfume will drip out drop by drop.

Xiao Yourong immediately exclaimed, "How amazing!"

Li Cheng was delighted and said, "Sir, this is fine. Only two or three drops are needed, and the fragrance will last for two or three hours."

Chen Dong's attention was not on the perfume, but on the rubber leather on Lao Mo's workbench.

"Where did you get this thing?" Chen Dong asked intently.

Lao Mo said regretfully, "I bought it from a merchant caravan from the sea. I thought it was very tough and wanted to make a bowstring, but unfortunately, I have a musket now."

As soon as Chen Dong took out the design drawing of the musket, Lao Mo realized that this was definitely a magical weapon on the battlefield.

When the finished product was produced, the simple shooting method and the tremendous power made Lao Mo shocked.

Apart from its high cost, it absolutely crushes the longbow in other aspects.

"Speaking of muskets, how many have been produced now?" Chen Dong asked.

"Less than a thousand." Lao Mo said.

"Minister Cao, give the power to recruit craftsmen to Lao Mo. Don't worry about the money. His Majesty's inner treasury is open for you to spend." Chen Dong took out a stack of banknotes, "This is 10,000 taels. Use it first. If you don't have enough money, go to the Jinyiwei Mansion to get more."

"The craftsmen work in three shifts, and they are paid enough, and they have enough meat. I must see 10,000 muskets before winter!"

"hiss"

"hiss"

Cao Ning and Lao Mo both took a deep breath.

It took them more than a month to produce these thousand muskets.

There is only one month left until winter comes, and the pressure to produce another 9,000 swords is enormous.

"This concerns the Northern Expedition, so don't delay it," Chen Dong warned.

Lao Mo patted his chest vigorously, "If you delay the task, I will bring you my head!"

Cao Ning had a bitter look on his face, as if he had lost his parents.

Chen Dong took away all of Lao Mo's rubber stock. In addition to using it to make rubber plugs, he also wanted to conduct an experiment.

It’s a pity that Lao Mo also has to supervise the manufacturing of muskets, otherwise, he would be the best experimenter.

When Lao Mo asked Chen Dong what he was going to do with the rubber, Chen Dong smiled and said two words.

Build a car!