dognovel Chapter 895 Practical Classroom
Chapter 895 Practical Classroom
This speed and power are simply outrageous; they're worlds apart from bows and crossbows.
Although Jiang Yunying had known for a long time that Lin Ping possessed this divine weapon and had even experienced its power—capable of instantly killing any expert below the level of Black Lotus—she had always faced the flintlock pistol as Black Lotus, so naturally she couldn't sense its power.
Now that the shrapnel pistol is being allowed to operate freely, its true nature has finally been revealed.
In other words, a soldier with a flintlock pistol is equivalent to a newly promoted expert in the Black Lotus Realm. Although they may not be considered top-tier experts, the sheer number of soldiers is overwhelming. Imagine ten thousand Black Lotus Realm experts attacking simultaneously—that would be an absolutely devastating force.
Let alone an army of 300,000, even an army of one million would not frighten them in the slightest.
"Husband, let's begin now," Jiang Yunying said impatiently.
Seeing Jiang Yunying's lustful gaze, Lin Ping unconsciously took a few steps back and whispered, "But my body hasn't recovered yet."
The billowing smoke was actually nitrate particles. Once it entered his lungs, it would absorb a lot of heat, causing Lin Ping to feel unwell. If he hadn't been so excited, Lin Ping wouldn't have been able to unleash such amazing vitality.
“My husband only needs to move his mouth, he doesn’t need to move his body,” Jiang Yunying said seriously.
No matter how powerful a flintlock pistol is, it is still a weapon and needs to be made of steel. Lin Ping is not a blacksmith; he only needs to provide blueprints or technical guidance, which is indeed just a matter of talking.
Lin Ping stared wide-eyed at Jiang Yunying, his face flushed with shyness, and said coquettishly, "Wife, you're so naughty!"
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Jiang Yunying got goosebumps all over, thinking to herself, "Is my husband just letting his true nature show?"
"Come on, but not here. Let's go home now, or find a hotel nearby," Lin Ping said impatiently.
Seeing his lewd appearance, Jiang Yunying immediately realized what was going on, her cheeks flushed red, and she glared at Lin Ping, "What are you thinking, husband? I'm going to manufacture a quick-fire pistol right now!"
"Manufacturing a bolt-action pistol?" Lin Ping's face showed obvious embarrassment.
As a seasoned veteran, he couldn't back down, so he put on an innocent look and said, "I was talking about manufacturing trigger pistols. This is top secret, so of course it can't be done outside."
When Lin Ping turned the tables on her, Jiang Yunying's pretty face turned bright red, and her clear ears felt hot.
The two of them were not in a hurry to go back. After the thick smoke dissipated, Lin Ping carefully observed the situation inside the mine.
He confirmed his guess: there was indeed a lot of saltpeter next to the mirabilite, although much of it had been lost to the water used to put out the fire. Even so, it was enough for him to squander.
As a shrewd and unscrupulous businessman, Lin Ping never forgets to make money.
After all, saltpeter has considerable commercial value.
He can use the principle that saltpeter absorbs heat when it comes into contact with water to make iced porridge in the hot summer. He can also build a cold water circulation system outside the house to act as an air conditioner.
This time, Lin Ping will not make any silly mistakes. He must use the first air conditioner in Jiang Yunying's boudoir to avoid being criticized by her for using underfloor heating for the rest of his life.
Lin Ping gave the workers a general overview of the properties of saltpeter.
First, saltpeter reacts strongly with water, so water should never be poured directly onto it. In fact, a drainage shed should be built above the mine to prevent rainwater from entering the mine.
Secondly, saltpeter reacts violently when heated, so care must be taken to apply pressure during mining. Also, all iron tools should be replaced with copper tools to avoid generating sparks.
Finally, if saltpeter catches fire, it must be buried with dry soil.
In short, it is necessary to both allow the extraction of saltpeter and ensure the safety of personnel.
If their previous admiration for Lin Ping was based on hearsay, then after the explosion, it had turned into genuine respect.
He not only predicted the explosion with his extensive knowledge, but also risked his life to save everyone, and was the last to emerge from the thick smoke.
Whether it was admiration for his abilities or respect for his personal charisma, it was enough to win over these workers.
Therefore, the workers believed him wholeheartedly and naturally became more patient, thus gaining more knowledge.
Even before Lin Ping left, the workers had already begun working in an orderly manner according to his methods.
According to Lin Ping, saltpeter should not be mined in large quantities, and rock salt and mirabilite should remain the main products.
Seeing that the mining work was back on track, Lin Ping couldn't wait to follow Jiang Yunying to the military camp.
Ultimately, the bombs and flintlock pistols were intended to equip the private army, so Lin Ping needed to give them a lesson beforehand and also hand over the blueprints for the flintlock pistol parts to the blacksmith.
Making pistols using saltpeter was a plan Lin Ping had already devised. Besides saltpeter, the blacksmith's skills were also crucial.
Therefore, Lin Ping established Huiwen Academy a year ago, with the main purpose of training a group of excellent blacksmiths, or rather, excellent mechanics!
During this year of study, the blacksmiths gained a whole new level of understanding of steel, and even the most skilled blacksmiths benefited greatly.
To better integrate theory into practice, several blacksmiths have returned after completing their training and are now working day and night to forge even sharper kukri knives and triangular bayonets.
As Lin Ping approached the weapons workshop, he could already hear the crisp sound of forging inside.
Lin Ping and Jiang Yunying's approach went completely unnoticed by them; their eyes seemed to be fixed only on the red-hot iron stone in their hands.
"Dean? Is it really you?"
It's unclear who shouted it first, but upon hearing the title "Dean," all the blacksmiths looked up in unison, completely ignoring Jiang Yunying's presence.
They were all students of Huiwen Academy and habitually addressed Lin Ping as Dean.
Although Lin Ping only taught them a few classes, the content was rich enough for them to absorb and digest for a whole year.
For master blacksmiths with superb skills, money and power are no longer enough to sway their hardened hearts; only superior iron-making techniques can drive them to madness, even to the point of sacrificing their lives.
They dream of attending one more of Lin Ping's lectures and then dedicating the rest of their lives to studying them.
Lin Ping also fulfilled their needs through practical actions.
"Today, we're having our last lesson, and also the most important one!"
Feeling the blacksmiths' burning gaze, Lin Ping shed his cynical expression and became like a blacksmith striving for excellence.
Upon hearing this, all the blacksmiths held their breath and dared not even breathe loudly, for fear of missing a single word from Lin Ping.
"The name of this lesson is very simple, just two words." Lin Ping's expression was more serious than ever before as he said, word by word, "These two words are: Practical Application!"