Chapter 427 Quyuan Plough and Improved chariot

A light short curved plough, also known as Jiangdong plough. However, it has nothing to do with Jiangdong in this era. It first appeared in the Dongjiang area in the late Tang Dynasty, and its appearance is a sign of the maturity of farming tools of the Chinese nation.

"We are using this kind of long straight plough at this time," Ma Chao will not be surprised at the arsenal, not to mention taking out a coupling plough, but when he took out Guan Erye's Qinglong Yanyue knife. After all, arsenals are really all-encompassing nowadays. With that, Ma Chao squatted down, pointed to the plow knife with a long straight plough and continued to say, "This long straight plow knife makes it difficult to turn back when ploughing the land, so it is not very efficient."

"Does the lord want to improve this plow knife?" Zhou Maitian is not interested in carts and plough knives, and is still immersed in the experiment of barrel carts. Zheng Hun, who said this sentence, is more inclusive.

"That's right," Ma Chao said, pointing to the simulated river simulated by Zhou Maitian at this time, "As I said, the top is as good as water, but there is no front, but it can spread through the hard famous mountains. Does Wen Gong know why this is?

Zheng Hun's face began to be solemn. He stared at Zhou Maitian carefully and poured water on the broken basin over and over again. He frowned. Finally, he replied dejectedly, "It's difficult to learn from the master, and it's difficult for him to make it to be clear."

"If the water flow is indisputable, it will infiltrate everything. And this ploughing is the same truth. As long as we can imitate this long straight plow knife into the shape of water flow, the plow body can swing during operation, which is mobile, easy to plough deeply, light and soft, and conducive to rotation..."

Hearing what Ma Chao said, Zheng Hun seemed to feel something. He got up and ran to Zhou Maitian, scooped up a bowl of water from the basin and poured it on the ground to see what the water was like. Ma Chao felt a little guilty at this time: Although Quyuanli does have something to do with Jiangdong's paddy field, isn't it too abhorrent for him to fool Zheng Hun so much?

Sure enough, Zheng Hun came over with a sad face after sprinkling a few bowls of water and said shamefully, "Lord, I really don't know the shape of this water..."

"The water flow is invisible, and how can it be simulated? However, as long as this long straight plow is changed to a curved short plow, it can greatly increase the efficiency of turning over the soil. And..." Ma Chao squatted down again and pointed to the bottom of the long straight plough and said, "Here, you can also increase the plough evaluation and plough construction. If you push the plough evaluation, you can make the plough arrow down and the plough deep into the earth. If the plow comment is raised, the plough arrow will be raised, and the plough will be shallow into the soil. By organically using the plow evaluation, plow and plough construction of the coupling plough, it can adapt to the different requirements of deep or shallow ploughing, and can standardize the adjustment of the depth of arable land and facilitate intensive cultivation. The plow wall can not only break the soil, but also push the ploughed soil to one side to reduce the resistance of the plough.

Listening, Zheng Hun has been admiring Ma Chao: "Is it true that the lord has come down to earth? Why do you not only know the mystery of iron, refined salt purification and glass, but also know so much about farming..."

Ma Chao's face has long been as thick as the wall of Fufeng, and he did not blush at all. Instead, with an expression of melancholy and hatred, he said slightly painfully, "Wenshan, everything in the world, has something to learn and improve. I'm not going down to earth, but I have a pair of observant eyes and a thinking brain more than you. And you, as a silver craftsman in the arsenal, only build cars behind closed doors in these ten miles, really..."

"The master's lesson is extremely good, and the humble position is remembered in his heart. In the future, I will definitely think more and live up to the expectations of my lord. Zheng Hun kowtowed his head and blamed himself. His expression was quite pious.

"Well, not only you, but all arsenal craftsmen, should have this idea of innovation and improvement. The promotion and salary increase system of our arsenal is not written for everyone to look at Mei... There is nothing to hope for." As soon as he swung, Ma Chao almost said the idiom 'Wangmei to quench his thirst'. Fortunately, he thought that Boss Cao had not fooled his subordinates at this time, so he changed his words in time.

"I know the inferiority." Although these words are extremely plain, Ma Chao believes that Zheng Hun has deeply remembered them in his heart. And through the teaching and subtlety of his technical supervisor, it is bound that the innovative thinking of the whole arsenal will gradually improve. As a result, Ma Chao was proud again and said, "Well, you must make these two things before next year's spring ploughing for the people of Yongzhou to use. The craftsmen are short of manpower, so please ask Han Feng for them. As for the barrel car, two pilots will be established first, and I will naturally let the newly established engineering department take charge of this matter in the future.

After saying this, Ma Chao was going to take back his work. But Zheng Hun suddenly remembered something. He used his best hand as Zhou Maitian. He grabbed Ma Chao's cuff and said, "Lord, the arsenal has studied the chariot you sent a few days ago and made some small improvements. I don't know..."

"Oh?" Hearing the news, Ma Chao's eyes lit up and said happily, "Leid the way ahead!"

With that, he took a look at Zhou Maitian, who was still playing with water, and Ma Chao smiled strangely: This guy seems to be careful in the future. However, should he be the technical director of the Ministry of Industry or the Ministry of War as a coach?

Giving up the idea that it was not mature in his mind, Ma Chao had crossed the forging house and came to the warehouse. He pushed the door and saw it in front of him. It was the heavy car led by Dong Cheng at the time of the dock war!

However, after careful observation, Ma Chao found that the heavy punching car was indeed improved. A big halberd in front of the car body was replaced by three large halbermas with one long and two short to ensure the continuous impact power of the chariot. The straight thorn on the shalve has also been changed to an iron inverted thorn, which is not only more powerful in breaking defense, but also more lethal.

What surprised Ma Chao more was that Zhenghun and Pu Yuan, two cold-blooded butchers, actually added another seat on the side of the control hand, and placed a simple version of the crossbow car in front! It can be imagined that once such chariots attack, they only need to move forward and launch a suicide attack. No matter what kind of elite troops they are, they will be frightened and distracted!

Of course, in other defense aspects, Zheng Hun has also been modified to make the whole tank as strict and solid as an ancient tank. Such a fierce visual impact made Ma Chao fantasize about the terrible power of these chariots after they were put on the battlefield!

It was not until after watching it over and over again that Ma Chao found that Pu Yuan and Han Feng were also present. Therefore, Ma Chao opened his mouth and asked Han Feng, "How many chariots does the Ma family have now?"

Han Feng was a little dark for a moment and felt very speechless about Ma Chao's problem: "Master, this is the first improved chariot. If the progress is improved as soon as possible, there should be about 50 vehicles in ten days. And if it is directly produced by the Ma family, I'm afraid it will take some time. After all, the manpower of the arsenal is not enough..."

"Fifty vehicles?" Ma Chao sighed, "Fifty vehicles can almost have a small battle... It seems that Ma's Arsenal will usher in a second expansion.

When Han Feng, Zheng Hun and Pu Yuan heard the words, they couldn't help but look happy and said with their fists together, "My lord is wise!"