"Come here, take out the wine." Ren Baqian shouted to the guards behind him.
Nowadays, dyeing cloth can be seen by the eyes, so it is naturally the second item.
Hearing Ren Baqian's words, the Empress was refreshed, and she never forgot about this wine after that day. It's a pity that there was only a little wine left, so she had to control herself not to think about it. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to let go, and I'll just drink it all up, and then Ren Baqian will definitely lose.
Afterwards, the guards brought out three one-kilo glass wine bottles, through which the amber wine industry could be seen shaking.
The empress glanced at Ren Baqian, it seemed that there was nothing left that day.
In fact, that jar was only ten catties that day, and the empress drank only a little more than one catty. Fortunately, there was still some wine in the still, and another two catties were produced.
"Master Ren, can the grassroots have a taste?" Zhang Junzheng looked at the wine bottle that Ren Baqian asked. He has already given up on this match, and now he just wants to know what kind of taste Ren Baqian's wine tastes like, and how much better it is than Zhang's wine.
Ren Baqian had someone pour Zhang Junzheng a bowl of two taels or so. The amber wine gave off an extremely strong aroma when it was poured out of the bottle. Even everyone behind the empress could smell it, and there was a sound of swallowing saliva immediately. .
Both Tong Zhenye and Qin Chuan stared straight.
After Zhang Junzheng took it, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then took a small sip. The mouthfeel was mellow and pleasant, and a sweet aroma ignited his taste buds along the tip of his tongue, and then he felt the inside of his throat and stomach. It was as if they were on fire, and after a long time, the flames faded, and a trace of cool air comforted the place where his throat had just been burned, and he immediately felt refreshed.
"Zhang, let us bow down. We lost this second match!" Zhang Junzheng closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, then opened his eyes and said, the wine alone is no longer necessary to compare.
Although he was surprised to lose two games in a row, he was most concerned about the third game.
He is confident that he will definitely win the third game.
The torsion springs used in Izumo country's continuous shooting ballista are all made by Zhang's family. He believes that even if someone gets Zhang's springs, they will not be able to make them.
You must know that several unknown materials are added to the steel for making springs. Even if other people know what these materials are, it is not possible to study the ratio in a short time, let alone And the method of quenching is also a secret.
"Where do you live, take out your things."
Following Zhang Junzheng's words, Zhang Heqi took out a tray from the yard, on which were placed two torsion springs of the same size, each about the size of a fist.
Besides that, there is a shelf made of wood and metal.
"His Majesty the Emperor Dayao, Lord Ren, and all of you, this is the most important achievement of my Zhang family, the spring. The continuous crossbow made of spring is a hundred times better than the Great Xia Divine Crossbow Battalion. And this spring is the core of it." , if the spring does not meet the requirements, the power of this continuous crossbow will be greatly reduced." Zhang Junzheng was not affected by the failure of the previous two games, and introduced confidently.
He believed that this thing would definitely impress the Empress.
"Master Ren, I don't know if you made this spring?" Zhang Junzheng clasped his fists and smiled.
"It's done..." Ren Baqian said. However, the size is somewhat different from Zhang Junzheng's. And the stand that Zhang Junzheng took out was obviously a simple crossbow machine for testing the tension and elasticity of the torsion spring, but the size of his own spring did not match, which was something he had missed before.
"It's okay, the size of this crossbow can be changed. No matter what the size of Mr. Ren's spring is, our Zhang family can do it." Zhang Junzheng laughed immediately after hearing what Ren Baqian said.
"That's good." Ren Baqian clapped his hands, and immediately a guard Zhiji came out with a bag. When the mouth of the bag fell on the ground, there was a jingling sound, and there were a bunch of springs on the ground... ranging from the size of little fingers to ordinary There are everything from the size of a human fist to the size of an ancient person's fist, at least hundreds of them.
And there are not only single-strand torsion springs, but also double-strand torsion springs, various torsion springs...
This pile of springs was dumped on the ground like a pile of garbage, and everyone in the Zhang family was immediately dumbfounded.
"Impossible..." Zhang Junzheng stared at the pile of springs on the ground, opened his mouth and almost cried out. He suddenly had the illusion that springs, the untold secret of the Zhang family, had actually been rotten for a long time, and only the Zhang family was killed. Keep it in the dark.
Not only him, but even the craftsmen in the east yard who were looking at the situation here exclaimed, and then several dark-skinned craftsmen in their forties and fifties rushed from the yard to the pile of springs and began to check quickly. While looking at it, I exclaimed: "This is impossible, how can there be so many? How can it be so small and have such flexibility?"
"Look, this one is double-strand. It can be done like this. Originally, if it is too thin, the tension and elasticity will not be enough, but this double-strand or multi-strand can solve it!"
"This multi-strand combination can reduce the volume of the spring."
After several craftsmen exclaimed, they sat down on the ground and began to discuss.
Seeing the performance of these craftsmen, Zhang Junzheng was in a trance for a while.
Ren Baqian looked at Zhang Junzheng with a smile. In fact, in his opinion, this thing has long been rotten on the street. It can be seen almost anywhere, clocks, cars, doors, locks... only the Zhang family still holds it as a precious.
"Is it even better?" Ren Baqian had a kind face.
"Bi..." Zhang Junzheng squeezed out a word between his teeth.
Then a craftsman first installed Zhang's spring on the crossbow, and then installed a short arrow. Afterwards, guards smashed down the wall, and there was an empty space between the two courtyards. Then put the crossbow on one side, and put a three-layer wooden target on the other side a hundred steps away.
Then there is the test. There is a rocker arm next to the ballista, and the torsion spring can be twisted by shaking the rocker arm.
Shoot an arrow on the sixth circle and nine circles respectively, among which the six circles shoot through a wooden target, and the nine circles shoot through two wooden targets and penetrate deeply into the third wooden target.
Shaking nine circles is the limit that the Zhang family can do. The crossbow shot penetrates the leather armor at a distance of two hundred steps on the flat ground. It is a sharp weapon.
Even the senior members of the DPRK and Central Committee were surprised when they saw this performance.
Hongwu, Xi Wanya and the others had even more solemn expressions. I heard Zidong, the governor of the Northeast Governor's Mansion, talk about the fact that Guoyun now has a ballista with a range of two hundred steps and a hundred arrows at a time.
Unexpectedly, this ballista was actually made by this Zhang family.
But people from the Zhang family said that the core of the ballista is the spring, and the spring... Everyone looked at the pile of springs piled up on Ren Baqian's ground, they didn't know why, they just wanted to laugh, it was very funny.