The Weapon Tycoon Who Traveled to Great Qin

As the visitors of the six countries dispersed. Qin's army will also call back to Xianyang, and then take a rest. Transferred to the battlefield.

The opening of the army will not be completed in a day. Especially the establishment of the division staff. Let them start planning, marching routes. King Qin's guard also started to go to Xianyang. Shangwen returned to Xianyang with him.

Just when the army is about to go out. A person came very unexpectedly. Zhang Liang actually came to Shangwen himself. This surprised Shang Wen.

"I wonder if there is anything wrong with Mr. Zhang?" Shang Wen asked.

"Oh. Dare to ask Master Qin. This army is about to start?" Zhang Liang asked.

"Yes." Shang Wen replied simply.

"Oh. Then Liang has something to say straight." Zhang Liang said.

"Speak up straight, it doesn't matter." Shang Wen still said in his current words.

"Liang is here this time. It is to deliver diplomatic documents. I also ask Mr. Qin to submit it to King Qin." Zhang Liang said as he took out a bundle of bamboo slips.

"En. Okay. I'll hand it over to King Qin." Shang Wen said with the bamboo slips.

"Na Liang is leaving." Zhang Liang said, turning around and leaving.

"Wait." Shang Wen shouted. Shangwen felt it was too inconvenient to see such a heavy bamboo slip. No wonder the ancients can describe a thing in a few words. It's all because of writing tools.

"Mr. Zhang wait a moment." Shang Wen said as he ran into his camp. Take out two notebooks and pencils.

"I think Mr. Zhang's writing tools are so inconvenient. This is the next little thing." Shang Wen said.

Speaking of Shangwen, he handed it to Zhang Liang himself.

"This." Zhang Liang hesitated.

"It doesn't matter. Mr. Zhang is a literati. It is inevitable that literati will write and draw. These things can just make up for the inconvenience of writing." Shang Wen said.

"What is this?" Zhang Liang asked again.

"Notebooks and pencils. These are made of paper. The use of graphite pencils is convenient for writing." Shang Wen said.

"That. Liang wrote about Mr. Qin here." Zhang Liang was not polite.

"Liang will leave now. Goodbye." Zhang Liang said with his hand.

Shang Wen sent Zhang Liang away. Just ready to pack things. Yingyu snatched the bamboo slips in his hand.

"Oh. I flew the book so soon. Did the one named Zhang Liang send the letter?" Yingyu opened the document dissatisfied and saw it.

"Nothing like that." Shang Wen vetoed it without hesitation.

"What? South Korea is going to set up an embassy in Daqin. This vixen will also come." Yingyu exclaimed dissatisfied.

"This is diplomacy. It's not a big deal, right?" Shang Wen asked.

"What kind of diplomacy. I see, I think this South Korean princess has bad intentions. Seeing my great Qin country is strong, their South Korea is weak. They want to make it. Shameless. Too shameless. This thing is not allowed. It is absolutely not allowed." Ying Yu shouted. Speaking, Yingyu drew his sword casually. Cut down the paperwork while still on the ground.

"Hey, stop. This is a diplomatic document." Shang Wen stopped loudly.

"I don't care about his paperwork. Anyway, Korea doesn't have a good thing. His mind is full of power and conspiracy. I do it for your own good." Yingyu said angrily.

"Hey. Shang Wen looked at the scruffy paperwork on the ground. It's too late to remedy it now." Yingyu retracted the sword arrogantly.

"Let's go. I packed everything. This place. I don't want to stay for a moment." Yingyu said, pulling Shang Wen's hand in the carriage. Shang Wen didn't want to leave. However, Yingyu was dragged into the car forcibly.

The carriage soon joined the team in the development of Xianyang.

The two people in the car said nothing. Yingyu asked first. After all, she felt the atmosphere was a little dull. "Why don't you speak." Ying Yu asked.

"Say what?" Shang Wen replied.

"Just say something?" Ying Yu said.

"I don't know what to say or write casually?" Shang Wen said.

"Dead nerd, silly nerd, deaf nerd. Dumb nerd." Yingyu cursed a series of nerds.

Shang Wen ignored Yingyu and took out his notebook, took out a pencil and started to sketch something. Shangwen thought of excusing Yingyu. If King Qin couldn't see the real thing, he would probably be unhappy. Thought of this. Shangwen felt it necessary to design a musket.

Thanks to thunderbolt. To passivate it, use grease or paraffin wax. Passivation treatment is to treat it to increase its sensitivity. It also improves safety. But if it is completely passivated, then it is meaningless to change the flintlock to a percussion musket. Therefore, there are still standards for passivation treatment. This standard is the effect of using a certain amount of free fall motion of a heavy object to fire it at a distance of five inches or a higher distance. This standard force is the force generated by the firing device to fire the flash cap and then ignite the propellant. Push the bullet. This strength is tested through such experiments. That's it. Then unified production. The production formula of thundermercury and the production method of sulfuric acid and nitric acid will directly block the spread of this technology.

Now Qin can produce flintlocks on a large scale, and these muskets must be used well. For example, remove the flint, etc., and change it to a percussion hammer. Improve the ignition method, etc. Thus. The reliability of the gun will be greatly improved.

Shangwen began to draw some sketches for improvement. After these are over. Shangwen believes that some weapons such as grenades and landmines can also be shot through the appearance of lightning.

But this way. The demand for mercury is very large. In this way, the output of sulfuric acid and nitric acid must be increased.

"Hey. Hey." After Yingyu saw Shang Wen taking out his notebook, she ignored everything. I feel bored.

"I call you that, idiot." Shang Wen had heard it a long time ago. Deliberately refused to agree.

"Tell you to ignore me." Yingyu just kicked it.

"Oh. You're too cruel." Shang Wen shouted loudly.

"Who told you to ignore me?" Yingyu said.

"Didn't I design a musket for you?" Shang Wen said and threw the notebook to Yingyu.

"What's this? I don't understand. The painting is messy." Ying Yu said.

"Hey, it's right if you don't understand it. This is a percussion musket. With this, future guns will be called firearms." Shang Wen said.

"Use a flash hider, or make a primer, and then make a bullet. As long as the firing pin is fired, you can shoot." Shang Wen said.

"Really?" Ying Yu asked.

"It's okay for me to lie to you. But you have to build a chemical plant first to mass-produce these things before they can be used." Shang Wen said.

"Chemical factory. This package is on my body." Yingyu did not ask the reason for the matter, and directly recruited the chemical factory to his head.

"Forget it. Only you have this spare money." Shang Wen said.

"That is, I made a lot of money from my father's harem. By the way. Do you have any small inventions. I want to build a chemical plant, and I have to raise a portion of the money." Yingyu said naturally.