Wu Zheng couldn't help but looked at the head of Yifei, wondering: "Why didn't my wife tell you what to do when you came here?"
"Madam said that we should take the big head home." Yi Fei said humanely.
"That's not enough. Actually, it's not a big deal to ask you to come here. It's just to take me home. You live here for the time being. If you need something, tell Ah Er. I will naturally ask someone to inform you when I go home. Yes. Take this..."
Wu Zheng took out a piece of jade pendant and broke it in half, and handed half of it to the head of Yifei, holding the other half and continuing: "The person who comes to you with another piece of jade pendant will bring you a message. People."
Yifei put the two jade pendants together and looked at it, then nodded and said, "Don't worry about the big head, Yifei took it down."
After leaving the camp of the head of Yi Fei, Wu Zheng and Xiao Qiao did not go back to the city directly, but found a forest and went in.
"Xiao Qiao, are you sure that no one is following us?" Wu Zheng asked when the two came to the depths of the woods.
Xiao Qiao shook his head: "No! You have asked the slave and maid several times along the way."
"The Wannian Ship that sails carefully, you can make sure."
Xiao Qiao turned around without talking nonsense and ran in the woods, and finally came to Wu Zheng and shook his head.
"My son, has something happened? It's so mysterious?"
Wu Zheng looked around, and then said, "I used to make something in Eling Lake. Yesterday Yin E asked Ah Er to bring it to me. I want to find a place where no one is going to try it. kind."
"Is that the black box yesterday?"
Wu Zheng smiled slightly and took out two revolvers from his legs.
"My son, what is this?"
"Gun!"
"This is also a gun?" Xiao Qiao couldn't help being a little confused. Did she think that the gun Wu Zheng was talking about was a Hongying gun, because she had seen Wu Zheng's 98K, and because she had seen Wu Zheng's 98K, she thought Wu All the guns mentioned by Zheng should be that kind of long.
"This is called a revolver. There is a blacksmith called Husband Head in the tribe of the head of Yifei. He is very good at craftsmanship. I asked him to build these two revolvers for me. Blacksmiths are most proud of the 100-refined steel, but when it is done, neither the husband nor Yin E have ever fired a gun, and they don't know if it will be possible."
After Wu Zheng finished speaking, he went to the pine tree on the first floor, tied the two revolvers to the tree poles, then wrapped the trigger with twine, and stopped as if he took Xiao Qiao twenty or thirty steps. .
When he pulled the twine, two pops of gunpowder and smoke rose up under the pine tree. The selected one looked at the gun body as if it was intact, so Wu Zheng pulled the twine with another finger, and the pine tree in front of him turned twice again. The gun sounded.
After lighting up twelve bullets in six rounds, Wu Zheng came to the pine tree and untied the revolver in the palm of his hand and checked it carefully. It is true that the head of the husband is really good at craftsmanship, and the craftsmanship of Yin E's bullets is the same. It's also very good. The twelve rounds did not appear to be empty once, which is much better than her craftsmanship in Shenmuzhai.
Wu Zheng retired the cartridge case and asked Xiao Qiao to collect it. This seems simple, but the success rate of processing the cartridge case with the industrial technology of this era is not high, and the technology of Shenmuzhai can only reach about 70%.
Nowadays, the conditions in the Eling Lake are even more primitive, and the thirty bullets Yin E made did not know how much effort it took. There were these thirty bullets.
Of course, the most important thing is that the cartridge case is made of copper. Copper can be used as a hard currency for money in this era. For various reasons, Wu Zheng will never waste a cartridge case that can be recycled.
Xiao Qiao looked at the bullet shell in his hand and said, "How come this bullet pot is different from the bullet pot of your original gun?"
Wu Zheng smiled slightly: "If this gun is small, this bullet will naturally also be small."
"Then this power is also small?"
"How do you say this?" Wu Zheng said after thinking about it while filling the bullet in the runner: "If the power you said is estimated by the killing effect, the power of these two guns should be different. Don’t you people who practice martial arts say that one inch is long and one inch is strong, and one is short and one inch is dangerous? The same goes for this gun.
This revolver is short, light, and can be fired continuously, so holding it in your hand will be more flexible in close combat. Looking back at the original 98K shot... (End of this chapter)