In the middle hall of Anguo Houfu, a table of wine and food has already been arranged, Liu Hongchuan is in a good mood, and Song Yingxing is also in a good mood.

One of them has a great talent, and finally he can get rid of a few big mistakes, and the other has learned all his life, and now he is used everywhere, but he is extremely happy to eat and drink.

When the interest came, Liu Honggradually simply told the old Song Tou about his ordnance station.

What briquette machine, briquette furnace, and the newly developed starting gun, as well as the new spinning machine researched by Comrade Xiaofang earlier.

Song Yingxing has never heard of the briquette machine briquette furnace, but he does know a little about the refining and desulfurization of coal, and he also has research in his masterpieces.

However, the modified Suifa pistol aroused his interest, and while eating and drinking, he said that he must go and see it tomorrow.

But when he heard Liu Hongjian say that the new spinning machine was dozens of times faster than the old loom, Song Yingxing thought that Liu Hongjian was bragging about C at first.

But seeing the appearance of Hou Ye's swearing, Song Yingxing simply didn't drink any wine, and the two went out of the city in a carriage.

Thanks to the efforts of thousands of people and hundreds of craftsmen, the armory has now been built, and rows of newly built wooden houses stand within the courtyard walls made of blue bricks.

A hundred soldiers patrolled back and forth outside the courtyard wall, and since the armory began to be used, it has become a military stronghold, and idle people are not allowed to enter without permission.

Even if the craftsmen in the armory want to enter and leave, they need to register the reason.

The east of the ordnance is a row of greenhouses, and the south is a spinning workshop, which covers an area of about 100 zhang, although the site is there, but the spinning machine is not yet complete.

The spinning workshop is expected to need 500 new spinning machines, and even if a group of craftsmen work overtime, only a dozen are currently being made in the factory.

During this time, the most tiring thing is the craftsmen, who have to rush to make the pistol, and on the other hand, they have to catch up with the briquette machine and spinning machine.

Fortunately, Liu Hong is gradually willing to give up, not only is the food tube full, but also has a meal of meat every day, although the meat is very small, but for the craftsmen who have not eaten meat for a long time, it is also a great reward.

Not only the craftsmen, but also the people who are building the glaze factory and the houses are also full of energy.

The enthusiasm of Minzhuang and the craftsmen immediately attracted Song Yingxing's idea.

He saw a lot of people and craftsmen assigned by the court to do hard labor, which one was not depressed and lazy, and where was like the people here who seemed to have endless energy.

"Hello Master Hou!" Seeing Hou Ye coming, many craftsmen and people stopped their work and greeted Hou Ye with an excited smile.

Liu Hong gradually gave them an order, and when he saw him, he was not allowed to kneel.

"Brothers, hard work! Well done. Liu Hongjian also smiled and waved his hand.

Song Yingxing felt that he had come to the wrong place, where was the wailing construction site, this was simply a happy land, full of sweaty people, but everywhere was a piece of joy.

"Old Song? Come this way! Let's take a look at the spinning machine first! Liu Hong gradually saw that Song Yingxing was a little sluggish, so he reminded him.

In the spinning workshop, Fang Jingzi was still concentrating on making the eighteenth new spinning machine, and several young craftsmen around him were also helping to assist.

This is Fang Jingzi's newly accepted apprentice, because the ordnance institute implemented a hiring system, and promised everyone to work for five years can leave the country, so that the craftsmen no longer cherish their brooms, and are willing to give what they have learned to their colleagues.

So much so that after only a month, many stonemasons actually picked up saws and started carpenter's work.

"Old Fang? Stop what you're doing! Liu Hong gradually took Song Yingxing into the workshop, but Fang Jingzi was so focused that he didn't notice him coming in at all.

"Your Excellency is here!" Hearing the voice, Fang Jingzi hurriedly stopped what he was doing.

Fang Jingzi has really liked this place for a month, this place is simply a blessed land for craftsmen, but his slightly wooden personality has not changed at all.

"Well, show Song Lao our new spinning machine!" Liu Hong gradually briefly introduced the two to each other.

Fang Jingzi didn't say much, there was a spinning machine in the middle of the workshop that was specially responsible for the demonstration, and in the middle of the spinning machine was a made wooden bench, and Fang Jingzi raised his legs and sat on the wooden bench.

The right hand shakes the spinning wheel on the right side of the spinning machine, and the silk thread balls placed in the back of the spinning machine according to the color are driven by the power of the spinning wheel, and quickly follow the specified steps to automatically weave, and only a short time under the spinning machine will produce half a foot of cloth.

And Fang Jingzi's right arm of the spinning wheel didn't use any strength at all, this speed and efficiency were at least dozens of times better than the weaving cloth in the Ming Dynasty.

"Genius invention! Dare to ask if this spinning machine was made by you? Song Yingxing only glanced at it twice, and then he knew the ingenuity of this new spinning machine.

He believed that he could do it just by looking at it for a while, as long as he was given time.

But if you don't have a reference, who knows that you can increase efficiency by dozens of times?

No one knows better than him the significance of this new spinning machine, which is the blessing of the Ming Dynasty!

It was because he even had admiration for the slightly wooden young man in front of him.

"Song Lao praised it, where do I have such a skill, this spinning machine is a drawing provided by Hou Ye, I just follow the map!" Fang Jingzi is the same as his father Fang Xing, what is yours is yours, and he doesn't want it if it's not yours.

Now it was Song Yingxing's turn to be dumbfounded, such a great invention was actually made up by a young marquis who went to the battlefield to kill the enemy?

If ordinary people said this, Song Yingxing would dare to go up and slap their mouths.

But the expression of the skilled craftsman in front of him, and the half-made spinning machine next to him, showed that the craftsman was telling the truth.

"Master Hou is the real talent! Old and shameful! Song Yingxing remembered the drawings of the steam engine, which must have come from Hou Ye, and he was not only a little ashamed.

"Song Lao Mo wants to be like this, Ben Hou just provided the drawings, if you talk about the credit, the old party is the real creator!" Liu Hong gradually rubbed his nose with his index finger and said embarrassedly.

The spinning mill had already surprised Song Yingxing, and when he arrived at the ordnance station, he was even more dumbfounded.

Dozens of craftsmen under Franz's direction worked overtime, and more than a dozen wooden pistols were produced in the musket workshop.

After listening to the instructions of the Hou Ye, Franz immediately grabbed a gun and went out.

Twenty meters away from them lay a plank, and Franz expertly pressed the gunpowder and projectiles, holding the butt of the rifle in his left hand and the trigger with his right hand.

After taking a slight aim, the index finger of his right hand was forced, and only to hear a bang, the flint hit the fire door, and the bullet was fired.

Song Yingxing immediately ran over to check, and on the wooden board between them, a projectile was embedded in it two fingers deep.

He was once again struck by this place, the hand-cranked spinning machine, the fire gun without the use of the arquebus, this scene made him embarrassed to be proud of his talents.

It seems that Daming Zhongxing is really hopeful!

PS: I'll see if I can write another chapter and challenge the limits of the cold.