dognovel Chapter 622 Diligent Study
Chapter 622 Diligent Study
"We've captured the dean alive! Everyone, hurry over and ask him for advice!"
"Dean, what is the meaning of your line, 'Who in the Han Palace could compare to her? Pity Flying Swallow, adorned in her new makeup'? Where is the Han Palace? And who is Flying Swallow?"
Inside Huiwen Academy, a group of students excitedly ran towards Lin Ping.
Others may not know who wrote this collection of poems, but they know it in their hearts.
If it weren't for Lin Ping's involvement, how could that bookstore be called Huiwen Bookstore?
Lin Ping was testing the results of his gunpowder experiment when he saw them asking about poetry, and he was instantly displeased.
"Huiwen Academy only focuses on research, not poetry," Lin Ping said angrily.
He wrote this collection of poems not to gain fame, but to make money.
When Huiwen Academy was first established, its purpose was very clear: to cultivate modern talents, rather than traditional literati.
Seeing Lin Ping angry, the students all hung their heads and didn't dare to say a word.
"Alright, alright, from now on, you'll sign every poem with your names on it. I'm sure that within a year, every student at Huiwen Academy will become a literary giant," Lin Ping said casually.
This is a brilliant plan to kill two birds with one stone. If every poem is signed Lin Ping, he will become the target of everyone's criticism, and all the scholars in the world will want to learn from him.
Besides, this poem was copied from somewhere, so even if Lin Ping was shameless enough, he wouldn't dare to claim it all as his own.
If these poems were distributed among every student, it wouldn't arouse suspicion among scholars; they would simply see Huiwen Academy as a literary mecca and flock to it.
As the dean, Lin Ping naturally became famous.
He gained fame without provoking attacks from scholars across the land.
"Really? The dean is really willing to put our names on the signature?"
Several students asked in surprise, their eager eyes revealing their joy.
They were already scholars or graduates, and even if they didn't have the talent to write poetry and lyrics, they could still discern whether a poem or lyrics were good or bad.
Lin Ping's collection of poems is full of masterpieces; any one of them could be sung for generations.
For these students, being able to contribute a poem is an immense achievement, and they dare to stand tall at the literary event, defying all personal relationships.
Not to mention that Lin Pingcheng even put their names in his poetry collection; it's like he's trying to turn all the students into great writers.
"When have I ever lied to you?" Lin Ping said unhappily, hating it most when others didn't trust him.
"Dean, you've misunderstood. How could we not believe you? We were just too excited and lost our composure."
One student smiled obsequiously, and judging from his fawning manner, he had truly grasped the essence of Lin Ping's teachings.
"Let's put that aside for now. Tell me about the progress of the gunpowder project," Lin Ping asked urgently.
With a major battle imminent, gunpowder is essential to increase the chances of victory.
Although gunpowder filled with bamboo tubes had some power, it was nowhere near as powerful as a real cannonball.
"Reporting to the Dean, after several months of research, we have discovered that the power of gunpowder varies depending on the ratio of saltpeter, sulfur, and charcoal. The gunpowder you have is the latest ratio and is extremely powerful."
It was that eloquent student who spoke.
"Hmm, not bad." Lin Ping nodded.
His so-called immense power was barely enough for Lin Ping, but to increase the power to this extent under such circumstances with zero scientific basis was already quite remarkable.
"In addition, we also discovered that different containers used to fill gunpowder produce different levels of power; the harder the container, the greater the power. For example, soft bamboo tubes are more powerful than paper tubes, and hard bamboo tubes are more powerful than soft bamboo tubes. We also tried hollowing out stones and filling them with gunpowder, and the power indeed increased significantly."
"Using stones as bomb covers?" Lin Ping looked at them in surprise, almost giving them a thumbs up.
"Who discovered this pattern? And who hollowed out the stone?" Lin Ping continued to ask.
“It’s Niu Hanhan.” The student who started the conversation pointed to another student who looked somewhat simple-minded.
"He's actually a simpleton?" Lin Ping was astonished; this was quite different from his understanding of scientists.
He knew these students quite well, and Niu Hanhan was definitely the most foolish one.
On the other hand, increasing the power of gunpowder was simply a process of repeated experiments, and it didn't require any ingenious ideas. On the contrary, it was these simple-minded people who could endure loneliness and conduct experiments time and time again.
"Hmm, not bad, two chicken drumsticks for dinner." Lin Ping nodded in satisfaction.
"Chicken leg?" Upon hearing this tempting word, Niu Hanhan's mouth watered. He immediately rushed into the laboratory, thinking of increasing the ratio to try and earn a third chicken leg.
Lin Ping praised him not because using stones as cannonball covers was effective, but purely as encouragement to keep up the good work.
Although the stone's outer layer is quite powerful, hollowing out the stone is a time-consuming and laborious process that cannot be mass-produced.
Moreover, no matter how hard a stone is, it is not as hard as steel.
Lin Ping wanted a steel shell, a real explosive.
He had learned some casting techniques and knew that it was difficult to directly cast hollow iron balls with molten iron. Moreover, such seamless iron balls were quite hard, and current gunpowder might not be able to break through the iron armor; it would be the shell that exploded.
For a moment, Lin Ping fell into deep thought.
He was completely unaware of the modern process of manufacturing artillery shells and could only rely on guesswork and deduction.
"Welding technology, that's right, welding technology!" Lin Ping exclaimed in a flash of inspiration.
Welding technology is the process of joining two or more metal parts together.
He only needs to cast the hemispherical shape with molten iron and then connect it with welding material.
The process of casting a hemisphere with molten iron is not complicated, and he believes that these students will be able to learn it quickly.
Even without mastering casting techniques, one can still weld several iron sheets together to form an iron ball.
When it comes to welding technology, Lin Ping can't help but admire the vastness of Chinese civilization.
Lead soldering appeared in my country as early as the Western Zhou Dynasty, and tin soldering appeared during the Spring and Autumn Period.
That is, using lead or tin to weld steel.
Since lead and tin have low melting points, they can easily melt in a mortar. The molten liquid is then poured between the two pieces of steel to be joined, thus completing the welding process.
However, lead solder is too soft and cannot exert the power of gunpowder, making it only slightly better than a hard bamboo tube.
Solder has a high hardness, but pure tin is difficult to refine.
Lin Ping didn't care about anything else and asked anxiously, "Can we buy tin in Yingtian Prefecture?"
He knew that Nandan and Hechi in Guangxi were rich in tin, but with a major battle imminent, Lin Ping could not be allowed to mine tin.
Furthermore, both places belong to Asia, so going there would be tantamount to suicide. It would be best to be able to buy some tin in the market.
"What is tin?" asked a student named Xu Congcong, clearly unfamiliar with the term.
"Haven't you memorized the periodic table yet? I think you're just asking for trouble," Lin Ping said angrily.
Even without a chemistry background, one can memorize the periodic table by heart in just two months.
To avoid getting beaten up, Xu Congcong immediately recited the periodic table and said innocently, "There is indeed such a substance in the periodic table, but I have never seen it before."
Without hearing this, how could Lin Ping guarantee that he had seen all the substances in the periodic table?
"That shouldn't be the case. Tin mines have existed since ancient times, so why were they unknown during the Daye Dynasty?" Lin Ping frowned, unable to come up with a solution.