#207 - Renovation of the town and construction of the gun barrel
#207 - Renovation of the town and construction of the gun barrel
After the water pump was put into use, the brine problem that had been limiting the production efficiency of salted fish immediately disappeared, and there was even a surplus of brine.
Peat produced in batches on the alchemy assembly line, coupled with clockwork gear-driven water pumps and extremely abundant fish, the only thing limiting the salted fish production line was the salt boiling process.
However, Horn did not intend to blindly expand production. Enough salt was enough. They were surrounded by swamps and mountains in Daze Township, and they couldn't sell it anyway.
Currently, the mithril workshop and mortar workshop, as well as the town's reconstruction, all needed people.
After solving the food problem, the second was the town's housing problem.
Sitting in the study of the side hall, Horn lowered his head and flipped through the report submitted by Witt on the table, occasionally making marks.
The gesticulating Witt stood in front of the desk, talking eloquently to Horn about his urban planning.
"...Regarding the housing problem of the townspeople, since the foundations on the ruins of Autumn Dusk Island have basically been laid, I suggest repairing instead of rebuilding..."
"...Currently, we may need to house about 11,000 people in the town, about 5,000 people in the military camp, about 4,000 people in the farmhouses and manors outside the town, and more than 3,400 townspeople temporarily living in the beastmen villages..."
"...Among the repairable houses, I think the most cost-effective is Insula, because compared to the larger Domus, Insula can accommodate more people and is easier to repair..."
"...Regarding the heating problem in winter, we can set up flues in each room, and convert the shops and livestock pens on the first floor into warehouses, canteens, public toilets, water rooms, and bathrooms, so that the heating from the bathrooms and canteens can warm the rooms through the flues..."
"Wait." Horn tapped the report with his quill. "These are all old houses. Will this renovation cause the Insula to collapse?"
"No, these Elven cities all use high-quality stone. Just add a few more load-bearing walls, which will separate the bedrooms and other things." Witt said cheerfully.
Horn asked, "Can this be completed before it snows?"
Witt thought for a while and said, "Aren't we using mortar? The humidity should be better in winter, right? If we use mortar, it should be in time. It dries faster."
"You know something about mortar construction?"
Witt said cheerfully, "I have many brilliant ideas about mortar construction, but I've never had a place to put them into practice. There are no restrictions here, which suits me well."
"Don't give me any shoddy construction projects." Horn quickly dissuaded him, "I'll give you a chance to verify any brilliant ideas in the future. First, ensure occupancy and delivery."
"Don't worry." Witt patted his rib-like chest, making a thumping sound. "I know what I'm doing."
"...Then continue." But Horn had already decided to send a children's army to assist Witt, lest he create any trouble.
"...Of course, according to the hygiene requirements you proposed, manure carts will transport manure every two days, and the dirt on the streets will be cleaned by people forcibly assigned from nearby Insula..."
"...An Insula can probably house 40 to 60 people. According to the hundred-household system you set, it can just accommodate ten households. Nine Insula form a small block, which can house about one hundred households..."
"In this way, 22 blocks are about 200 Insula, which can just meet your needs. We have tens of thousands of experienced laborers, and there is still a chance to repair these 200 Insula before it snows."
When it came to the specific construction period, Witt, as a five-star construction worker, immediately became vague.
As the client, Horn immediately asked, "What are the chances? I'm telling you, if you don't get it done before it snows, I won't give you those architectural knowledge inherited from ancient Elves."
Hearing Horn's words, Witt immediately cried out, "Your Excellency Horn, oh no, my respected and great Pope. This requirement is unreasonable. You may not know how many risks there are in building a great building. The St. Beret Cathedral was expected to be completed in 20 years, but it was not completed even after 200 years and was burned by the Normans."
"That's none of my business." Horn took out a small booklet from the drawer and threw it in front of him. "This is the deposit, the most basic mechanical analysis. You'll only get the next book if you do well, understand?"
Impatiently picking up the booklet, Witt didn't even reply, engrossed in reading the contents of the booklet.
"Do you understand? Hey, I'm asking if you understand?"
Looking at Witt's obsessed look, Horn was amused. He knew that Witt would not respond no matter what he said at this moment.
Standing up, Horn left the study to Witt and walked outside alone.
Walking out of the side hall, Horn saw the large and small sheds erected in the courtyard of the Mechanical Palace.
In the few days since Horn and others arrived, the residents and soldiers of the Salvation Army had thoroughly cleaned the entire Mechanical Palace, forcefully removing a large amount of decayed wood, garbage, and weeds.
Replaced by flat land, and neat sheds on the land. Dozens of blacksmiths were struggling to roll gun barrels under the sheds.
This was a method of forging thin gun barrels found under the research of the dwarf Brock.
Before the results from Haimoting came out, Horn's clockwork gun had not been officially determined, so he asked the craftsmen to divide into 20 groups and each build an experimental control group.
Such as 30 cm length group, 40 cm length group, 50 cm length group, and 25 mm caliber group, 20 mm caliber group, 15 mm caliber group.
Walking to the side of the shed, Horn carefully observed the movements of these blacksmiths.
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He saw that they all took an iron plate strip first and clamped it with pliers into a heated medicine tank.
On the workbench in front of them was a cylindrical steel core of different lengths, about the same thickness as the caliber.
After the iron plate strip softened, the craftsman pressed the iron plate strip on the steel core and continuously hammered it with an iron hammer. In the clanging hammering, the edge of the iron strip gradually bent.
However, the craftsmen did not hammer it into a round tube, but wrapped it around the steel core in a spiral shape with slightly overlapping edges.
Horn picked up an unfinished spiral gun barrel, feeling quite similar to a spiral sword, except that the front and back were about the same thickness.
This was not something that could be done overnight. The craftsmen had to place a basin of cold water next to them, and repeatedly pulled out the steel core and threw it into the water to cool it down during the process of rolling the iron tube.
Otherwise, the iron tube might stick to the steel core, and the wall thickness of a finished gun barrel was about 0.8 to 1 cm.
At this time, it was Jeanne's turn to appear. She stood by the anvil and also threaded a steel core through the spiral iron tube.
Squinting her eyes, Jeanne released subtle lightning in her hand and welded along the spiral one by one.
While welding, the people next to her would sprinkle white copper powder on the welding interface, so that the welding interface would be stronger and prevent false welding or delamination.
After welding, it was sent to the craftsmen again, put into the medicine tank to soften again, and finally put on the steel core and hammered to shape, and a gun barrel of a clockwork gun was made.
Taking out a gun barrel of a clockwork gun from the cold water, Horn gently tapped it with his hand, making a crisp sound.
At this time, Horn seemed to see the scene of thousands of clockwork guns firing bullets and knocking the knights to the ground.
However, Horn's fantasy time only lasted for a while before it dissipated. After the equipment problem, the housing problem, and the food problem were solved, only ideological education remained.
"Little Duvaron, let's go find Armand."
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