Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

"Engineer Song, the Vice President gave us this treasure, but we broke it. How are we going to explain this to him?"

When Wei Wu left, he specially arranged Song Zhong as his agent to manage the internal affairs of the Academy of Science and Technology.

Now that this situation has arisen, it is very reasonable for Sun Chang to question Song Zhong as the backbone.

However, Song Zhong had never encountered such a thing before, so how would he know how to deal with it?

If something else was damaged, he wouldn't be too worried. At most, he would just have to compensate for the loss.

But this mobile power bank is different. Not to mention the Ming Dynasty, there is no second one in the entire world. What can we use to compensate?

The key point is that this thing is Wei Wu's personal property, and it was temporarily loaned to the Institute of Science and Technology for use, but now it has been broken by them.

This is not the worst thing. What is really important is that many projects of the Academy of Science and Technology require this thing to power them.

Even if Wei Wu was merciful and did not ask them for compensation, the Academy of Science and Technology's projects would be suspended and the emperor would not forgive them.

Therefore, after hearing Sun Chang's question, Song Zhong could only answer with a bitter face.

"What else can I say? Of course I have to tell the truth! Since I did something wrong, I have to accept the punishment I deserve!"

Having said that, Song Zhong sighed, then turned and looked at Yang Chao.

"Hey, Old Yang! Your firearms team should have been more careful when using it. How did you break it?"

Being called out by Song Zhong on the spot, Yang Chao's expression froze for a moment, and then he replied with a sad face:

"Mr. Song, I don't want to do this either, but, but what can I do? You know how much His Majesty likes rifled flintlocks."

"After the Vice President left, His Majesty immediately ordered our firearms team to work overtime to produce a large number of these firearms."

"Everything else is easy, but the rifling is the hardest. We already have a severe shortage of manpower in the firearms department."

"Unfortunately, rifling requires high precision. Relying solely on manpower is inefficient and the accuracy rate is low."

Having said that, Yang Chao also let out a long sigh.

"The Vice President is most concerned about steamships. For the next two months, all our machine tools will be given priority in your supply."

"I originally wanted to make a few steam engines first, so that we can improve our work efficiency and save a lot of time."

"But in order not to hinder your construction progress, I dare not even mention it. I can only lead my team to manually grind the rifling."

"Look at how much gauze is wrapped around my hands. Mine is still the lightest. Someone hit me on the waves and broke my fingers."

"Everyone in our team is still working hard. I didn't dare to let them come to the meeting today for fear of wasting time."

As he spoke, Yang Chao raised his hands and placed them in front of everyone.

Seeing the layers of gauze on Yang Chao's hands, Song Zhong was speechless for a moment.

You have to know that Yang Chao is the leader of the firearms team, and his workload should be the least among all the team members.

Even his hands became like this, so you can imagine how serious the situation of the team members below is.

When everyone was looking at Yang Chao's hands, Yang Chao spoke again:

"I finally waited until your steamship no longer needed the machine tools, and only then did I dare to borrow the power supply to rush the work to fulfill Your Majesty's request."

"Who knew this would happen? The circuit board was charging, but the machine tool just wouldn't turn on."

"Now that such a precious thing has been broken by me, I don't know how I will face the Vice Dean when he comes back!"

"And the current production is still far from what Your Majesty requires. I'm ready to chop off my head for Your Majesty!"

After hearing Yang Chao's complaints, the craftsmen present didn't know what to say.

No one wants to see things broken, but they have no way of controlling accidents.

Before Wei Wu left, he explained that the steamship was the top priority and must be dealt with first.

But the emperor attached great importance to the power of firearms, and even issued a special order to the firearms group to speed up production, and they all knew it.

The problem is that there is only one mobile power supply that can power the machine tool, so I have no choice but to borrow it back and forth.

In order to ensure the normal progress of these two projects, no one else dared to even look at the mobile power bank.

However, even so, problems still arose, and now Yang Chao might even lose his head.

For a moment, the craftsmen in the lobby all looked at Yang Chao with a feeling of grief for the loss of their loved ones.

Seeing this, Song Zhong took a deep breath, stood up and patted Yang Chao on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, there's still some time. I'll have Old Sun's blacksmith team send some people to your firearms team to help speed up the work."

"If all else fails, we can try to plead with His Majesty. If that doesn't work, we can try to delay the situation."

Hearing this, all the craftsmen around nodded in agreement.

Sun Chang immediately stood up and patted his chest and said:

"Don't worry, you can freely draw on my manpower. No matter what, we in the Institute of Science and Technology must be united and help each other!"

After Sun Chang finished speaking, Song Zhong immediately added another sentence.

"Don't forget we still have the Vice Dean. When he comes back and pleads for you, your head will be saved."

Everyone knows how much Wei Wu values ​​the Academy of Science and Technology, and they also understand how much the emperor values ​​Wei Wu.

In their opinion, as long as Wei Wu pleaded for mercy, the emperor would definitely not hold the firearms group responsible.

"What's the matter? And whose head is in danger?"

Just when everyone was thinking about how to comfort Yang Chao, a familiar voice came from outside the door.

Then, the lobby door was suddenly pushed open, and a tall figure appeared at the door.

Seeing this familiar figure, all the craftsmen in the lobby became excited.

"The Vice President, the Vice President is back! Old Yang, you finally saved your head!"

"Great! Vice President, you're finally back. Please ask His Majesty to save Old Yang!"

Just when all the craftsmen were extremely excited, Yang Chao suddenly stood up, walked in front of Wei Wu, and knelt down with a thud.

"Mr. Vice President, Yang Chao has failed to live up to your trust. I have damaged the power bank you left behind. Please punish me!"