Chapter 201 Town Renovation Plan and Clockwork Gun Improvement Plan

"Sir Horn, you see, this is what I mentioned, the style of Guel, small private space and large public space."

Witt pointed to a four-story stone house standing on the side of the road. The stone roof had collapsed, revealing a moldy black wooden frame.

Horn pinched his nose and walked closer. A disgusting stench hit Horn, stirring his nasal cavity, as if pig manure, cow manure, and human feces were mixed into a pot of porridge.

Most of the orange-red wall paint has peeled off, and the stick sticking out from the window is not sure whether it is a clothes drying rack or an awning.

This kind of stone house is called Insula (isolated island) Apartment. It covers an area of ​​about one acre. If you look down from the sky, it is almost in the shape of a Chinese character "U".

The street-facing part of the first floor is shops, the rest is animal pens and public toilets, and the second floor is the apartment where people live.

Without listening to the guards' advice, Horn followed Witt into the Insula apartment, and Witt ignored the rotten stairs and rushed upstairs.

Ignoring Witt who was jumping up and down, Horn looked around. The houses had wooden corridors on the inside and small windows on the outside.

At first glance, it actually looks a bit like a modern apartment building.

Horn took a few more steps closer and came to the center of the courtyard surrounded by stone houses. There was a water trough covered with green algae. It should be the place where Insura got water for people and livestock.

There are actually flower beds and green plants near the corridor on the first floor. Although they are now covered with weeds, traces of the past can still be seen.

Sometimes Horn even doubted the construction technology of the El Empire. How could they have built such modern-like apartment buildings two thousand years ago?

However, as Horn observed further, he found that it was evidence of ancient technology and that this apartment building was still too simple.

Due to construction technology reasons, each floor of the Insura Apartment is lower than the previous one. Horn estimated that the top floor was less than two meters high.

There are at least eight rooms and at most twelve rooms on each floor. Each room is about 30 to 45 square meters. There is no bathroom or toilet, let alone running water or sewage.

A room is really just a room. The most important thing is that such a room actually has to accommodate two or three people, and an Insula can accommodate fifty or sixty people.

"Crack!"

"Yeah!"

"Boom!"

Sure enough, no matter how light Witt was, the rotten stairs could not bear his weight.

Looking at Witt who was struggling to get up from the rotten stairs, Horn asked him, "Is this where the Aiel people usually live?"

"To be precise, this is where the common people of Ai'er live." Witt looked at the Insula Apartment with some emotion, "The moneylenders, nobles, and officials all live in the first-floor courtyard called Domus.

They are often the owners of these Insula apartments, and thanks to these Insula buildings, they can live in Domus.

This small town of Ayr is probably located in the border area, and is not as crowded as the capital Bracknell, where an insula is only about half an acre, but hundreds of people live there, which is crowded. "

Horn sighed softly, turned around and walked out of the Insula Apartment.

When they reached the street outside, Horn turned around and asked Witt, who was still eager to learn more, "We will be afraid if Rockell joins us. Aren't you afraid?"

"I don't like the Duke." Witt shook his head and said, "Besides, I care about one thing very much, which is the picture you drew."

As he spoke, Witt took out the force analysis diagram that Horn had drawn in the stonemason's workshop from his pocket: "I have seen this kind of lines and analysis method when I was at the headquarters of the Imperial Stonemason Guild. It was in the remaining copy of Guel's supreme architectural book "Earth, Wood and Barrel".

I think you must have the complete copy of it, and if I help you with the work, could you give it to me?"

Looking at Witt's slightly trembling hands, Horn was stunned for a few seconds and suddenly burst into laughter: "Okay, I'll teach you, but I have one condition."

"You say."

"I want you to submit a town renovation plan to me in five days. The goal is to transform these ruins into a settlement that can accommodate at least 10000 people. Can you do it?"

After standing there thinking for a while, Witt raised his head with shining eyes: "I need manpower." "I'll send someone to contact you." Horn smiled.

After saying goodbye to Witt, Horn walked around again and got a general understanding of the town. Then he walked towards a workshop under the guidance of the child soldiers.

The workshop was located in the ruins. It was simply built with a wooden shed and covered with thatch. There were Salvation Army soldiers in black clothes cleaning up the rubble in the workshop.

In front of a workbench, Pasrick nodded his head and dozed off in a chair, while Hemodine was rapidly assembling the clockwork gun in front of him.

"How is it? Do you understand this?"

"A crude but useful design." Heimerting's voice was filled with a heavy nasal tone, and it was unclear whether it was influenza or Saint Sun disease.

"The firing of this clockwork gun comes from the mainspring box and the firing rod, which is actually a long spike rack with round heads on both ends.

One end is stuck in the cavity of the wooden handle to prevent the gear from launching the firing rod, and the other end is placed in the gun barrel to launch iron sand.
When the gear rotates, it pushes the rack and the firing rod moves forward. However, because the power of the mainspring is too great, when the gear rotates, it will cause the firing rod to jump and tilt, so you install an unpowered gear above the barrel for control.

However, this structure has a problem. In order to fully utilize the kinetic energy of the gears, the firing rod must be made very long, which makes the entire clockwork gun too long and heavy. "

I have to say that although she was born a thief, Haimoding really loves what she does, and she really understands this kind of tiny mechanical structure.

"These are the two problems I mentioned to you before." Horn grabbed a three-legged stool and sat down, holding up two fingers. "The first is to find a way to shorten the firing rod and barrel, and the second is to find a way to improve the key that must be pulled out before firing."

"If we want to reduce the size of the gun barrel, we can use the lathe in the Mechanical Palace to cut and drill holes." Hai Moting pointed to the firing rod on the table and said, "As for shortening the firing rod, we must find a metal material that is both light and strong.

This material exists. It is the holy silver used by the Holy See Guards. It is light and strong, and is in no way inferior to refined iron or even white crystal steel. Can you get it?"

"Nonsense, if I can do it, why would I ask you how to solve it?"

Playing with the clockwork box in his hand, Hai Mo Ting looked at it for a long while, and finally shook his head: "Then I don't have any ideas for the time being."

Horn nodded in disappointment: "Think about it for a while, I will let Brock cooperate with you."

Listening to Horn's words, Heimerding put down the barrel and said, "I do have some ideas about the second question. In fact, there is a check pawl in the structure of a single pendulum clock.

It will get stuck on the gear to prevent reverse rotation. We can transfer this to the barrel, and then we need a, uh, mechanism to control the pawl..."

Hemodin frowned, as if thinking about how to describe this structure.

"You can make a snake-shaped bolt, and then use the bolt to clamp on the anti-return pawl, grind an arc on the wooden handle, and then install the trigger on it. You just need to pull the trigger..." Recalling the appearance of the matchlock gun bolt in his mind, Horn interrupted Hemodin.

But when he raised his head, he saw Hai Mo Ting's curious eyes: "Your Majesty, how do you know this?"

The bolt is simple, but it's not something that can be easily figured out. Haimoding's own idea is to pull the lever to fire, but it's much inferior to pulling the trigger with fingers.

"Hey, I was just suggesting it."

Horn laughed. After all, the bolt was a proven effective structure. Instead of blindly trying and failing, it would be better to try in this direction first.

Passing by the confused Haidin, Horn looked at the burly white-haired old man in front of him and said, "Master Chrispa, have you thought about the mountain copper problem I told you about recently?"

The orichalcum alchemical ritual consumes too much refined iron. Horn does not have enough refined iron, so he can only seek help from Pasrick, who claims to be "proficient" in alchemy.

"The production of orichalcum wastes refined iron, but your numbers and magic power make up for it."

Pasrick said calmly: “In fact, the current formula of mountain copper has been adjusted in many ways based on the current situation calculated by the alchemists of Black Snake Bay.

But you have so many alchemists entering Daze Township, you can completely rely on magic power to make up for the waste in the production of mountain copper."

"Can you adjust the formula?"

Pasrick said with disdain: "If I, Pasrick... Crispa, can't do it, then it's even more impossible for others to do it!"

(End of this chapter)