The most famous crossbow is the Zhuge crossbow, but because the crossbow arrows do not have arrow feathers, not only does it require high accuracy in making crossbow arrows, but also has a farther range than that of bows and arrows. Another big problem is accuracy.

The crossbow made by Jiang Xingchen was born from the Zhuge crossbow, but it was improved. First of all, the crossbow arm was designed to be folded. In addition, the way of pulling the string and raising the arrow was changed from the lifting behind the crossbow machine to the lever pressing on the side.

In terms of accuracy, Jiang Xingchen also redesigned it, the depth of the arrow groove on the crossbow machine, the position of the center of gravity of the crossbow, and the shape of the tail... After another experiment, the power and accuracy of the crossbow were greatly improved, so he asked someone to take out the piece of purple gold.

Using purple gold to make crossbows is not as simple as hardwood. Jiang Xingchen must not get it himself, so he must make the corresponding mold.

Fortunately, there are standards for hardwood parts, so I just want to ask a blacksmith to make them accordingly. The smelting technology in this world is still very developed. If you can make surgical stitches, there should be no problem with these parts.

However, the fact is not as easy as Jiang Xingchen thought. When the old blacksmith who invited saw Zi Jin, he shook his head repeatedly and said that he could not do it.

"Jiang Jue, when I was a child, I saw a small piece of this thing when I was an apprentice in another place. Ninety-nine percent of the blacksmith shops could not be melted!" The old blacksmith's eyes were ecstasy and his face showed a look of memories.

"Why is this?" Jiang Xingchen frowned and asked in confusion.

"The melting point of purple gold is higher than that of iron, and the firepower of the blacksmith shop cannot be achieved!" the old blacksmith replied.

"You say that 99% of the blacksmith shops cannot be melted, which means there are still people who can melt them!"

"Yes, but they are all weapon refining workshops within the big family. When they practice special skills, they can greatly increase their firepower..."

"I'll go. There is such a use for practicing martial arts!" Jiang Xingchen straightened his eyes and remembered the scenes of Stephen Zhou and Tang Niu using his internal strength to increase firepower in the movie God of Food.

The old blacksmith continued, "To be honest, I have to thank Sir. You invented the push-pull bellows and increased the firepower. The cost of all blacksmith shops has been reduced by a large part... But even if you use the push-pull bellows, the firepower cannot reach the level of smelting purple gold. The small piece of purple gold I saw at that time was refined by the big family's weapon refining workshop. That kind of flame at that time..."

Jiang Xingchen didn't hear the words behind the old blacksmith, and he was a little confused. Only then did he realize a problem: there was no pushing the bellows. How did they craft iron and steel before?

"Why... you wait first!" Jiang Xingchen stopped the old blacksmith and asked out the doubts in his heart.

"Uh! I don't know, the blacksmith shop used to use iron ore. When adding iron ore to smelter, the firepower will increase, and the duration will be long enough to melt the iron ore..."

"Chemical reaction!" This concept flashed into Jiang Xingchen's mind, just like metal sodium encounters water, releasing a lot of heat, causing hydrogen to explode.

"Human wisdom is really... he is really infinite. He actually uses this method to smelify iron! No wonder they don't need to push and pull the bellows. They must have discovered the effect of this ore first, and then they have been using it!" Jiang Xingchen sighed in his heart.

When he was feeling, the old blacksmith also sighed: "However, the ore veins that dissolve iron stone are getting fewer and fewer, and now the price is surprisingly expensive. If it weren't for the fact that Jiang Jue-seok made a push-pull bellow, most blacksmith shops would have been unsustainable!"

Jiang Xingchen was stunned for a long time, nodded at the old blacksmith with a smile, then turned around and walked quietly outside, then ran away quickly, stamped his feet and beat his chest, and shouted: "Pig~~~ Why didn't you realize such a great contribution at that time? I missed it in vain... It would be fine if I don't understand, what about the emperor, the dean of the Imperial Academy, and the Marquis of Dingbei, don't you know the function of pushing and pulling the bellows... You are deducting my credit..."

"Huhh..." Jiang Xingchen gasped and murmured: "Oh, it would be right to bring Marshal and Wang Shuangyang in the advertisement, otherwise I would be at a loss!"

Afterwards, when the Marshal and Wang Shuangyang accidentally learned what Jiang Xingchen was thinking at this time, they almost called him out: "Damn, your credit was not something we had withheld. Do you think the Emperor, Feng Xuanzhang, and Dingbei Hou have a copper coin relationship with us!"

The old blacksmith was a little confused in the room, wondering why Master Jiang suddenly left and threw him here, which made him a little at a loss.

However, Jiang Xingchen did not ask him to wait any longer, and soon returned, still smiling and peacefully.

"Old man, you just said that even if the firepower generated by pushing and pulling the bellows is not enough to melt purple gold!" Jiang Xingchen asked.

"Oh!" The old blacksmith came to his senses and nodded, "Yes, I saw the work of the iron smelting workshop of a large family at that time. The temperature of the flame was higher than that of the push-pull bellows!"

Jiang Xingchen nodded silently, walked back and forth between the room with his hands behind his back, then suddenly snapped his fingers and laughed.

"Old man, if I have a way to increase my firepower again, can the purple gold be melted!" Jiang Xingchen asked.

The old blacksmith looked at Jiang Xingchen in surprise, unable to believe that the firepower could be increased again. After a while, he nodded and said, "It should be possible!"

"Okay! You'll stay here and help me get the molds of these parts first..." Jiang Xingchen said, taking out the split crossbow parts.

"Good guy, it's really complicated!" After staring at the parts for a while, the old blacksmith sighed.

"How is it, old man, can you do it?" Jiang Xingchen asked.

"Try it, don't worry, sir, I will do my best!" the old blacksmith nodded.

Then, the old blacksmith left the room and went back to the residence that had been arranged long ago, and went to study the parts.

Jiang Xingchen laughed and said, "This time, I have to take down this credit... The person comes, immediately gather the craftsmen and choose a turbulent position upstream of the Houshan River..."

It was September 8th, and Jiang Xingchen had been playing and disappeared in the past few days. No one knew what he was doing, but he only knew that he had gone to the upper reaches of Houshan River.

Mo Hongxian, Wanrou, Zhao Danqing, Sun Sanqiang and others complained more than once that Jiang Xingchen was simply the boss. He was busy with the preparations for the celebration of the new town, but he ignored him.

Especially Wanrou, Jiang Xingchen needed to practice the new song and rehearsal, but the kid disappeared, and all the arrangement and rehearsals were pressed on her.

"This little soul is still, I am now what he is talking about... Yes, director!" Wanrou was preparing for the stage while complaining in her heart.

It was not until the evening of September 8 that Mei'er, Yu Zhen, Song Ning and others arrived that Jiang Xingchen reappeared.

After their birthday, Jiang Xingchen and Mei'er already knew each other's feelings and met again. Although they were still joking like before, they felt a little different in their hearts.

Yu Zhen and Zhang Yingying kept staring at their reactions, laughing from time to time, and said in their hearts: "These two rookies!"

All the strangeness disappeared the moment they entered the Lord's Mansion, and Mei'er became the same as a little girl before. Just like when she bought a house in Hongyuan City for the first time, she looked at every corner of the Lord's Mansion with great enthusiasm.

There are five entrances in front and back of the large yard. The first entrance is the front hall and the lobby for guests. The second entrance is for the people living in, the third entrance is the bedroom, the east and west wing room. The fourth entrance is the kitchen, bathroom, and places to store miscellaneous items. The last entrance is a large garden with various colors of flowers.

According to Jiang Xingchen's original wish, he wanted to build a garden-style rockery pond, but when he thought about the water diversion problem and the construction period, he gave up temporarily. When he slowed down, he had enough money to expand the territory again, he built a large manor in the wetlands and hills based on the terrain.

"Brother! Haven't you moved in yet? I see that the villagers have moved in?" Mei'er asked after seeing the Lord's Mansion.

"Haha, I have other things to be busy with. Qingshan Village is quieter, so I didn't move in!" Jiang Xingchen replied.

"Hey! This idiot!" Yu Zhen and Zhang Yingying covered their faces at the same time, cursing in their hearts: "You said that they would die when Mei'er comes back, so you just said that you can't let her arrange everything at home..."

However, thinking of this, the two women trembled in their hearts at the same time: "Just now, I seemed... to be scolding Master Jiang!"

"Gulu!" After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the two women felt cold sweat coming from behind. Fortunately, they didn't say it, otherwise they wouldn't have thought of entering the Bauhinia.

Mei'er didn't pay attention to the changes between the two women and said softly: "My brother has never been free after his birthday!"

The voice was very light, as if it was blamed, and as if it was heartbreaking, it seemed like the wife complained that her husband did not know how to cherish his body. Jiang Xingchen felt warm in his heart.

Mo Hongxian, Wanrou and Sun Sanqiang behind them gritted their teeth: "He is busy, he is busy, he is a whole shopkeeper, we have all the preparations!"

At this moment, Han Xiaowu ran in and told Jiang Xingchen that the people from the Tianxia Trading Company in the Southern Wilderness had arrived.

Jiang Xingchen laughed as soon as he heard this. The people from the Tianxia Trading Company came too timely. Needless to ask, he must have brought back new tea, and he is in need now.

He hurriedly walked out. The man from the Tianxia Business Company was looking around and looking at the buildings in the new town, with a shocked expression remaining in his eyes.

"Is this a small town? It's not worse than a big city... And Mr. Jiang doesn't build a city wall and the town is completely open. Are you not afraid of someone being unfavorable to the territory?"

Just as he was thinking, he saw Jiang Xingchen coming out at a glance, and hurriedly gathered his mind and went up to meet him: "Justice Jiang, this time he went to the Southern Wilderness and contacted four more tribes..."

The new tea brought was another car. After seeing it, Jiang Xingchen murmured: "This is summer tea... no matter what, the tea is not classified yet, just have vitality!"
Chapter completed!