There are also crossbows in this era, and they have undergone several developments, but the drawbacks are too great, the range is still short, the crossbow is heavy, inconvenient to carry, and has certain requirements for the environment, otherwise it is not easy to maintain, and the overall production process and cost are still high...
For various reasons, these crossbows are only affordable to a small number of people and have not been implemented on a large scale.
Even if it was implemented, Jiang Pengji would not look down on it.
Playing around with the half-finished crossbow in her hand, the arms, bows, strings, and machines all barely fit the data she gave.
After her improvement, the time for loading arrows is greatly shortened, which also improves the mobility and flexibility of the crossbow in disguise.
"I don't know how much the finished crossbow will cost and how long it will take to make it... If the cost is high and the production time is long, with the current manpower in the woodworking workshop, it is impossible to make large-scale production. What's more, this is still a conservative It's a secret that more craftsmen can't be involved in the production..." Jiang Pengji pursed his lips, frowned, and was not satisfied with the current situation.
However, she doesn't have many people under her hands now.
Even if everyone is equipped with an improved crossbow, according to her family background, she should be able to afford it.
As the improved crossbow attracted the attention of others, Jiang Pengji wrapped it in white cloth and left Liu Mansion with a dozen arrows of different types.
"Go to the farm!"
Liu Mansion is not suitable for testing the improved crossbow. It is not because she is afraid that the servant will leak the secret, nor is she worried that she will accidentally injure others. It is just that the mansion does not have a wide field suitable for testing. According to her calculations, the range of this improved crossbow is a little bit. far.
This time, she did not ride a horse herself, but sat in a carriage and asked the groom to drive her there.
With Meng Hun as an expert, the training of the trilogy has officially started, and the effect is much more significant than before.
After she got off the bus, she happened to see a group of troupes, shirtless, with a three-foot-long log on their shoulders, running past her step by step. At this time, he was also all tan, sweating all over his body from exhaustion, and his lips were white.
Nongqin had clearly seen himself, his eyes flickered slightly, and he was even more stubborn.
Jiang Pengji's lips curled slightly, and when she passed by, she heard a word.
"If you are tired, you can stop and rest for a while. After all, you are a weak woman."
She emphasized the word "weak".
After listening to the piano, her eyes widened, but she gritted her teeth for a moment, and ran past her with her head down Grinding out blood, it looked very miserable.
Seeing this, Jiang Pengji chuckled, "Adjust your breathing and follow them slowly, I'll be waiting for you at the school grounds."
When Nongqin heard her words, she took a deep breath, and her footsteps became firmer, which was better than when she was fluttering before.
Meng Hun followed him all the time, not allowing anyone to be lazy. Seeing Jiang Pengji's figure, he hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "My subordinates have seen Lang Jun!"
"Don't be too polite, I'm here today for something. Let them all go to the school grounds and wait after the training is over."
At this time, Meng Hun noticed that Jiang Pengji was holding a strange object wrapped in white cloth, the shape vaguely like a bow.
Before he could guess, Jiang Pengji's question came from his ear, "How's the training for playing the piano these two days?"
Meng Hun subconsciously said, "Although she is a woman, her perseverance is astonishing. There are some eloquent ones in the part, and the subordinates have already taught them a lesson. It's just that the lady playing the piano seems to have something on her mind, and she doesn't communicate much with others. After the training, she is still sullen. Practicing hard…”
If it is a man who is so eager to learn and practice hard, Meng Hun will only feel relieved and praise a good man.
But Nongqin is a woman, and her ruthlessness in learning is stronger than that of men, which makes him have to admire.
"After she came, someone said something ugly in private." Jiang Pengji sneered and said calmly, "It's nothing more than some contemptuous words. She has experienced ups and downs in playing the piano, and her character has already formed. She is working hard, which is a good thing. At least not sobbing."
From Jiang Pengji's point of view, crying is a cowardly act second only to suicide, and it is not worth advocating.
Can crying solve things
No, this will only fuel the perpetrator's arrogance and make himself suffer even more.
Nongqin was ridiculed and humiliated by others, so she chose to bury her head in training in order to regain her place, instead of crying, which was a great improvement.
Meng Hun showed a slightly embarrassed expression.
Dongqing's folk customs are still open, but in the inherent impression of many people, women should be linked with the skills of female red.
It's okay to train and do rough work like a big man.
With thin skin and tender meat, and two arms as thin as bamboo poles, what kind of strength can you have
After Nongqin was airborne, it did cause a lot of criticism.
There are also those who like to speak eloquently. I don't know the depth of it. They open the yellow accent, and talk about the piano until their face turns red and white.
Meng Hun saw that he could say a few words, but he couldn't protect him all the time, and occasionally he couldn't take care of him.
He muttered, "It's the incompetence of the subordinates..."
Jiang Pengji sneered and said calmly, "What does it have to do with you? Playing the piano, she will find her way back to herself, so why do you need to apologize? If you want to be recognized by others, you only have your own strength, so what about women? I only talk about fists here! You are too protective, which will only make others ignore her efforts. Just watch it a little bit, as long as you don't overdo it, don't worry about other things."
When Rongqin beat up everyone who looked down on her, who would dare to look down on her
If you still can't stand it, beat it twice!
The part is the place to talk about fists, and it doesn't matter what gender it is.
If it really pays attention to gender, then the big man who loses to the woman is not even inferior to the weak woman
Even a woman can't beat it, and she's still trained to go home, just go home and twist her embroidery needle and slowly learn to be popular with women!
Gee!
A group of itchy skin, all owe a lesson!
When she went to the school grounds, Jiang Pengji saw Nongqin standing outside the crowd from afar, her face was tense, sweat was sticking to dust, her eyes were sharp and defensive, and a man was trying to talk to her. She was speechless at her cold eyes.
Seeing this, Jiang Pengji stepped forward and said, "Have you seen the arrow target in the distance?"
The circled area is used for the training school. Although the facilities are simple, it is better than the large area and convenient for training.
She asked questions, and many people answered sparsely, but the sound of playing the piano was loud and firm.
"I see!"
Jiang Pengji looked at the men who had grown in momentum but were a little sloppy, and then looked at Nongqin, whose face had become thinner.
He hooked his fingers at Nongqin and said, "Come here, find a way to stand here and hit the target over there."