I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Things are always different from what people care about.

Just like Yin Xuan thought at first that the spring would be the culprit of blocking the firearms, but in fact the spring can be easily solved.Yin Xuan thought that the bullet would become a very difficult thing.

But... a person can burn five or six hundred rounds of ammunition a day, which is not a low efficiency in this day and age.

Although it's just a paper shell bullet.

Yin Xuan squinted her eyes and didn't speak any more. Jiu'er held the gun with an expression on her face that she wanted to play but didn't dare to play. She knew what her brother Zhengyang was thinking and was afraid of making any noise to disturb him.

Yin Xuan is thinking about the chips.

The appearance of the cap pistol led to the development of firearms, directly shortening the development of firearms by more than 500 years. Flintlocks and matchlocks... These two are considered firearms, but they are much worse than cape firearms. They must not be allowed to see the light of day.

Yin Xuan is not worried that there will be any problems if this thing is exposed.

Flintlocks, matchlocks, and percussion firearms are fundamentally two different processes, they just have the same name of "firearms".

There is no firing mechanism.

Then you have to fill the gunpowder, then fill the projectile, and then use flint or matchlock to ignite the gunpowder to shoot the projectile out. This is a very cumbersome process.

A skilled musketeer can only fire about three rounds per minute.

This is the difference in firepower as the number of people increases.

Do you just hand it over now?
Yin Xuan thought for a while, then shook his head, now is not a good time, what can you get in exchange for handing over?Let your title go one step further?
The county uncle is enough, but the county prince, the county prince, the imperial court, and Li Shimin are not likely to give themselves the position of a county prince or state prince so easily, especially when they take out their muskets. After this big killer.

A cat becoming a prince and a tiger becoming a prince are not two things that can be compared.

If you can't change the title, change resources?
But things like resources can be obtained with money. For Yin Xuan now, things that can be obtained with money are not precious at all.

This piece of sweet pastry has become a tricky thing now?

Yin Xuan sighed.

Suddenly, an idea popped up in his head, like fuel oil touched by sparks, it ignited instantly.

"Can I open a branch outside the territory of Datang?" Yin Xuan asked the system in his heart.

The system responded quickly: "Of course."

"What about the language problem?" Yin Xuan asked again. This is a very critical question. If the branch opened in the past is also in Chinese, it will really not do much business.

"The host can pay an additional [-] per month, and the language translation service will be opened for the branch, so the host does not have to worry about language issues."

One hundred per month.

This price is not cheap, and now I am looking for an interpreter in Datang, I am afraid I can't afford such a high price.However, what the system can provide is definitely the best, most stable, and safest service.

Then I wonder if I can learn from the branch panel...

His little thought was keenly captured by the system: "Please be kind to the host, this system does not have the function of assisting language learning, and cannot actively teach language."

Can't be active, that is, passive?
Sure enough, this hundred guan was not spent in vain.

Yin Xuan nodded contentedly.

He turned his head, looked at the blacksmith, and asked, "Did you try to make one for that matchlock gun?"

The blacksmith nodded: "Of course there are."

As he said that, he hesitated: "It's just... making an arquebus is not as troublesome as a cap pistol, but their power is much worse."

Yin Xuan waved his hand: "Of course I know that."

"In the past few days, you first make ten matchlock guns. Don't use the one I gave you for the gunpowder formula. Choose a slightly inferior gunpowder."

"Then bring it to me."

"After that, you first teach the apprentices how to make a cap pistol, and after they learn it, you study how to make a rifle."

"Those apprentices go to make guns..."

As he said that, Yin Xuan turned his head and looked at Jiu'er: "Now that you know this stronghold, no, how many people can you trust?"

"If you don't count bad people, there are about 20." Jiu'er reported a number, and she understood what Yin Xuan meant, referring to those who can learn to use guns.

Hearing this, Yin Xuan raised his eyebrows.

What do you mean by not being a bad person?
"Then what if it's a bad person?" Yin Xuan asked.

Jiu'er replied, "About 220."

Yin Xuan tilted his head back, looked at Jiu'er with a cute face, and smacked his lips: "Are you sure there are so many?"

Two hundred bad people, that is almost all the bad people in the two counties of Chang'an City.

He Ri did tell him that these bad people are people who can be used by Yin Xuan, but being used...and being trusted to be used are not the same thing.

Jiu'er nodded, and her tone was a bit strange: "Brother Zhengyang brought out the military training... The method of training people is extremely useful. Although those bad people still look like rotten people, they are ordered and banned."

"Brother Zhengyang can use it with confidence."

Jiu'er looked at Yin Xuan with some puzzlement. Brother Zhengyang taught Zhou Xiaosan and He Ri the method of training soldiers. It's not all in his brother's expectation to get to this point.

Why... he still looks so surprised.

Yin Xuan glanced at Jiu'er.

He understood why he didn't hear the news from Jiuer or He Rina.

This is a misunderstanding.

But it's also a good thing that these bad people can be used by him.

Yin Xuan was silent for a while, and then asked the blacksmith: "Can a matchlock pistol be forged?"

The blacksmith froze for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, yes, but if the barrel of the matchlock gun is shortened, the power will be somewhat..."

Yin Xuan waved his hand and interrupted him: "It's fine if you can make it."

Then, he went on to say to Jiu'er: "When the matchlock pistol is made, you can take a cap pistol and give it to He Ri. You should know how to use it."

Jiu'er nodded.

He Ri's identity is different from those of them, and he wants to see the light.

Seeing Brother Zhengyang's posture, he wanted to take out the gun, but he just wanted to let others see the matchlock gun instead of the cap gun, so he gave He Ri two guns, one called shooting and the other called...

No, it was used secretly. When someone asked, he took out the matchlock gun and prevaricated.

"As for other bad people, don't use them for now." Yin Xuan then ordered, "Send those 20 people here, and train them according to the military training method every day."

"It's just that the subject of shooting is added every day."

"There is no limit to the bullets they use. They can use as many bullets as they can until they practice their marksmanship."

The so-called sharpshooter is just a little bit of talent, plus countless bullets.