I was the emperor in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 240 The Artisans' Amazement
In a small room that looked a little cramped and dark.

A large circle of people gathered in front of a table, and Zhou Zhen's hands trembling slightly, picked up one two inches long, not much smaller than chopsticks.

A thing with a small yellow pimple on one end, wiped it on a piece of thick paper covered with scars and smeared with white scales.

"thorn"

"boom!"

After two soft beeps, a cluster of bright flames suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Although the slightly pungent sulfur smell filled the room, everyone didn't feel any discomfort.

Instead, at the moment when the flames rose, they collectively shouted.

"It's done, it's finally done, Zhou Yuanzheng, our match is finally done!"

The 'little wooden stick' which was much thicker than the match in the previous life was burning slowly.

Through the slightly dim light of the fire, Zhou Zhen seemed to be in the flickering flames, seeing the scene of thousands of families lighting a match and cooking food many years later.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

"This is really a gift from God. I thank God for sending down such a divine object. I thank Your Majesty for benefiting all people."

Following Zhou Zhen's chanting, all the craftsmen also knelt down on the ground, bowing to the cluster of flames.

"Thank God! Thank Your Majesty! . . . "

Although, most of the people here have used flint (flint) to light a fire, but that way.

Every blow and friction can only produce a little spark. If the technique is not skilled enough, it may not be possible to ignite the firewood for half a day.

But now as long as there is this match in hand, even the old and the weak, women, children, and even young children can easily ignite the flame.

For them, novelty is the thing, and simplicity and convenience are what really amazed him about Match.

Just after experimenting with matches, another craftsman rushed over with a few palm-sized pieces and warm soap.

"My lord, the soap has formed!"

Zhou Zhen couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, and said loudly,
"Take it here, let me wait and see."

This hand-sized, one-inch-thick 'soap' is brown throughout.

It smells a little grassy aroma, and I don't know if it is the smell of natural caustic soda, or it is accidentally produced during the production process.

Zhou Zhen saw that the visitor's hands were covered with grease, and his arms and face were also covered with soot and stains from making soap.

He pointed to the man and said,

"Master Feng, it's up to you to demonstrate the ability of this soap to everyone!"

The master Feng who was named was originally just an ordinary craftsman, but because of his outstanding skills, he soon became one of the few master craftsmen in Tiangong Academy.

This time the soap making process was handled by him alone.

Actually, he didn't know much about the function of soap. He had only heard Zhou Zhen say that it could remove stains, but he was busy with work at the time and didn't listen carefully.

Wiping off the oil stains on his body, he smiled honestly at everyone, "Forget it, I am so dirty, if I get dirty with this hard-earned product, wouldn't it be a waste of things!"

As soon as Zhou Zhen heard his words, he knew that this guy was too busy to patronize, and he didn't hear his introduction clearly at all.

With a wry smile, he said, "Master Feng, you are really talented, I didn't tell you before.

This thing is used to decontaminate, don't talk nonsense, hurry up, we are still waiting to see. "

Master Feng couldn't help it, so he had to carefully put the soap into a basin of clear water aggrieved.

Then according to Zhou Zhen's instructions, he rubbed the soap twice, and then began to rub his hands vigorously.

However, a surprising scene appeared.

As he kept rubbing, the soap reacted with the oil on his hands, and a lot of bubbles came out unexpectedly.

This time he was startled, and he retracted his hands, pointing to the bubbles in the water basin with a look of horror, saying,
"Master Yard... this thing... is...poisonous!"

Zhou Zhen had read the complete recipe, there was only caustic soda and oil in it, how could it be poisonous, so he glared at him angrily,
"What nonsense, that's a normal reaction, if it's really poisonous, can your hands still work!"

Master Feng lowered his head to look at his hands, and there was no reaction as expected, after rubbing them twice, there was still a slippery feeling.

After removing the foam from his hands, he froze for a moment.

In such a short time, all the oil stains on his hands were gone.

Not only is the oil stain gone, but at this moment his hands are as clean as a little daughter-in-law whose fingers don't touch the spring water.

He couldn't help exclaiming, "This thing is so powerful, the oil is gone, and it can wash hands so clean?"

Zhou Zhen and the others were unwilling to be lonely, and started to experiment with the soap's ability.

Although the craftsmen at this time are known as craftsmen, they are actually not much different from ordinary people.

In fact, each of them pays little attention to personal hygiene.

A basin of water that was not filled, quickly turned into a pitch-black patch after being poured down by several people.

You can even see scattered oil flowers floating on the water.

Originally, Zhou Zhen wanted to try it too, but when he saw the basin full of black water, he saw the craftsmen around him happily looking at his hands that he had never felt like this before.

He still stopped.

He bowed in the direction of the palace in relief,
"Your Majesty, I have finally lived up to your expectations. I have made both matches and soap."

……

On the other side, in the military battle situation in the northwest corner of the palace.

Liu Baohe, who was sweating profusely, was directing the craftsmen under him to assemble the parts together according to the drawings.

There was a soft click, when the last part was tightly closed.

Liu Baohe held up this new arquebus gun that had been redesigned by Li Tian, ​​and it took three days for everyone in Bingzhanju to build it by division of labor and cooperation.

The body trembled uncontrollably.

Although he hadn't fired a single shot yet and didn't know the true power of this thing, Liu Baohe witnessed it with his own eyes, and it took only three days for this thing to transform from a pile of scrap iron and wood into the current murder weapon.

It's impossible to say he wasn't excited.

In the past, he only knew that it took only seven days for a craftsman to make a firecracker.

But unexpectedly, after adopting Li Tian's division of labor and cooperation, they built ten matchlock guns with almost no defects in just three days.

Just the achievement of speed is enough to amaze him.

Not to mention, the performance power of this new matchlock gun.

Others may not know, but he has all the accessories parameters in his heart.

With his vision of studying weapons for many years, he can tell the power of this thing just by looking at the drawings.

Now that things have been assembled, he is even more convinced that this thing is extraordinary.

"Your Majesty is truly a god-man, and this slave worships..."

(End of this chapter)