dtnovels Chapter 170
Chapter 170
No wonder only this person among the three dared to speak. It turned out that he started his career by following Zhu Yuanzhang.
But now it is the 15th year of Hongwu, and this person is still just a small craftsman.
He couldn't even get a sixth-rank official position, which was probably related to his seniority-driven personality.
However, the last words of the craftsman caught Wei Wu's attention.
"You just said that you strictly adhere to the production process, and what do you mean by those young troublemakers?"
The old craftsman has always been proud of his perseverance. Upon hearing Wei Wu's question, he immediately continued:
"Those younger generations, instead of focusing on honing their skills, have resorted to wild fantasies and tampered with what their predecessors left behind."
"A fire gun is twelve and a half inches long and six inches wide, and its body is made of bronze. Only a gun made in this way can be called a fire gun."
"Those younger generations have such wild ideas, they're actually thinking of using iron instead of copper, and even worse, they're trying to change the shape of the musket. This is simply outrageous!"
"As long as I am here, I will never allow them to do anything reckless, otherwise my Ming Dynasty firearms will be completely useless!"
Wei Wu had always felt strange about why the old craftsman said that the young people would act recklessly when he was not around.
Now I finally understand why firearms have existed since the Yuan Dynasty but have never been able to develop better.
From Zhu Yuanzhang to Zhu Di in the early Ming Dynasty, the mainstream firearms were basically hand cannons and bowl-mouth cannons.
It was not until the Jiajing period that it was upgraded to a three-barreled gun.
It is because of these conservative people who are unwilling to innovate themselves and even suppress others from innovating.
This led to the slow development of Ming Dynasty firearms.
These old stubborn people cling to what their predecessors left behind as the golden rule and do not allow any changes.
But among the group of craftsmen, the older and more experienced they are, the more say they have.
Being oppressed by such people, any changes made by the younger generation of craftsmen would be considered as extraordinary behavior.
At this moment, Wei Wu was really glad that this person jumped out on his own.
This kind of black sheep will definitely be a disaster if it is kept around.
But at the same time as being relieved, I also feel angry and helpless.
Such people are not only harming others and themselves, but can even go so far as to harm the country and civilization.
If the old craftsman wasn't so old, Wei Wugao would have pinned him down and beaten him up to vent his anger.
It is right to respect the wisdom of our predecessors, and it can even be said that it is very necessary because it is a heritage.
But what future generations should do is to discard the dross and retain the essence, and use this as a basis to surpass the original.
Looking at the proud old craftsman in front of him, Wei Wu resisted the urge to take action and looked at the other two.
"What about you? Do you, like him, believe that we should just hone our skills and not change what was done before us?"
Hearing Wei Wu's question, the other two nodded without any hesitation.
Seeing this scene, even if these three people didn't want to leave, Wei Wu would drive them away.
But before that, Wei Wu must first tear their proud persistence into pieces!
"Just now I said your firearm was scrap metal. I was so rude. I shouldn't have said such a thing!"
Hearing Wei Wu's words, the old craftsman immediately stroked his beard and nodded slowly.
Just when he was about to take advantage of his seniority and say that the boy is teachable, he heard Wei Wu's next words.
"What's the use of scrap iron? I actually used it to describe something like slag. No, I should say it's even worse than slag."
The old craftsman, who had been feeling somewhat relieved, felt his beard stand on end when he heard this.
Looking at his chest heaving violently, Wei Wu wondered if he would die of anger on the spot.
But even if he was angry to death, Wei Wu would not feel any guilt. This old man also made him very angry.
And looking at the old guy's appearance, it seems that if he wasn't worried about losing, he would probably fight him one-on-one.