Chapter 207: Town Renovation and Gunbarrel Construction

After the pump was put into use, the brine problem that had previously limited the efficiency of salted fish production immediately disappeared, and there was even a surplus of brine.

The peat produced in batches on the alchemical assembly line, coupled with a water pump driven by a clockwork gear and an extremely abundant supply of fish, the only thing that limits the salted fish production line is the salt boiling process.

However, Horn did not intend to expand production blindly. It was enough to have enough salt to eat. They were surrounded by swamps and mountains in Daze Township and could not sell it.

Now the mountain copper workshop, mortar workshop and the reconstruction of the town all need people.

After solving the food problem, the second problem is the housing problem in the town.

Sitting in the study in the side hall, Horn lowered his head and looked through the report submitted by Witt on the table, making marks from time to time.

Witt, gesticulating excitedly, stood in front of the desk, talking incessantly to Horn about his city plan.

"...As for the housing problem of the townspeople, since the foundations of the ruins of Autumn Dusk Island have basically been laid, I suggest repairing rather than rebuilding..."

"...At present, we may need to settle about 11000 people in the town, about 5000 people in the military camp, about 4000 people in the farmhouses outside the town, and more than 3 to 4000 townspeople temporarily living in the beastman village..."

"...Among the houses that can be restored, I think the most cost-effective one is Insula, because compared to the larger Domus, Insula can accommodate more people and is easier to restore..."

"… Regarding the issue of winter heating, we can install flues in each room and convert the shops and animal sheds 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 on the report with his quill pen. "These are all old houses. If they are rebuilt like this, won't it cause Insula to collapse?"

"No, these stones used in the city of El are all of the best. We just need to add a few more load-bearing walls to separate the bedrooms and other places." Witt said happily.

Horn asked, "Can this be done before the snow starts?"

Witt thought for a moment and said, "Aren't we using mortar? The moisture should be better in winter, right? If we use mortar, then it should be in time and dry faster."

"You know something about mortar?"

Witt said cheerfully, "I have many brilliant ideas about mortar construction, but I have never had a place to put them into practice. You don't have this restriction, which is exactly what I want."

"Don't come up with any shoddy work for me." Horn quickly dissuaded him, "I'll give you a chance to verify any genius ideas later. First, make sure you can move in and hand over the house."

"Don't worry." Witt patted his rib-like chest, "I know what I'm doing."

"...Then continue." But Horn had already decided to send a group of children to assist Witt to prevent him from doing anything weird.

"...Of course, according to your sanitary requirements, there will be a manure truck to transport manure every two days, and the dirt on the streets will be cleaned by people from the nearby Insula..."

"...An insula can accommodate about 40 to 60 people. According to the -household system you set, it can accommodate just households. Nine insula form a small block, which can accommodate about households..."

"In this case, 22 blocks, about 200 insulas, can just meet your needs. We have tens of thousands of experienced workers, so there is still a chance to repair these 200 insulas before the snow starts."

When it comes to the specific construction period, Witt, the five-star gray man, immediately becomes vague in his words.

Horn, the client, immediately asked, "How big of a chance is that? Let me tell you, if you don't get it done before the snow starts, I won't pass on the architectural knowledge inherited from Gu Ai'er to you."

Upon hearing Horn's words, Witt immediately cried out: "Your Excellency Horn, oh no, my respected great Pope.

This is an unreasonable request. You may not know how many risks there are in building a great building. St. Burleigh's Cathedral was expected to be completed in 20 years, but it was burned down by the Norns after 200 years of construction. "

"This is none of my business." Horn took out a booklet from the drawer and threw it in front of him. "This is a deposit. It's the most basic mechanical analysis. You'll get the next one if you do a good job. Do you understand?" Witt couldn't wait to pick up the booklet. He didn't even say a word and flipped through the contents of the booklet in a trance.

"Did you know? Hey, I asked you, did you know?"

Horn was amused by Witt's obsessed look. He knew that Witt would not respond to anything he said now.

Standing up, Horn gave 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 after Horn and others arrived, the residents and soldiers of the Salvation Army carried out a major cleansing of the entire Mechanical Palace, forcefully removing a large amount of rotten wood, garbage and weeds.

Instead, there was flat land and neatly arranged sheds on the land, where dozens of blacksmiths were struggling to roll up gun barrels.

This is the method of forging a thin gun barrel discovered by the dwarf Brock through his research.

Before the results from Hemodin came out, Horn's clockwork gun had not yet been officially confirmed, so he asked the craftsmen to divide into 20 groups, each to create an experimental control group.

For example, there are 30 cm length group, 40 cm length group, 50 cm length group, as well as 25 mm diameter group, 20 mm diameter group, and 15 mm diameter group.

Walking to the shed, Horn carefully observed the blacksmiths' actions.

I saw them first take a strip of iron, clamp it with pliers and put it into the heated medicine tank.

On the workbench in front of them, there is a cylindrical steel core of different lengths, almost as thick as the caliber.

After the iron strip softened, the craftsman pressed it onto the steel core and hit it continuously with a hammer. As the iron strips were struck, the edges of the strips gradually bent.

But craftsmen do not hammer it into a round tube, but rather wrap it around a steel core in a spiral with slightly overlapping edges.

Horn picked up an unfinished spiral gun barrel, which felt quite similar to a spiral sword, except that the thickness was almost the same at the front and back.

This is not something that can be done overnight. The craftsmen have to place a basin of cold water next to them. During the process of rolling the iron pipe, they have to repeatedly pull out the steel core and throw it into the water to cool it down.

Otherwise, the iron pipe may stick to the steel core, and the wall thickness of a finished gun barrel is about 0.8 to 1 cm.

At this point, it was Jeanne's turn. She stood by the anvil and also passed a steel core through the spiral iron pipe.

Squinting her eyes, Jeanna released tiny lightning from her hands, welding them one by one along the spiral.

While welding, the person next to them will sprinkle white copper powder on the welding joint, which can make the welding joint stronger and prevent cold welding or fracture.

After welding, it is sent to the craftsmen again, placed in a medicine tank to soften it again, and finally put on a steel core hammer to shape it. The barrel of a clockwork gun is ready.

Horn took out the barrel of a clockwork gun from the cold water and tapped it gently with his hand, producing a crisp sound.

At this moment, Horn seemed to see the bullets fired from thousands of clockwork guns knocking the knights to the ground.

However, Horn's fantasy only lasted for a while before it dissipated. After the equipment, housing and food problems were solved, only ideological education remained.

"Little Doiron, let's go find Armand."

(End of this chapter)