Chapter 639 The No. 1 Textile Factory of the Holy Armament Court
Under the leadership of the factory director Haze, Leonardo stepped into the No. 1 Textile Factory of the Sacred Arms Court located on the lower reaches of the Pala River.
Walk past the locker rooms and offices into a wooden factory building the size of a church.
The first thing that caught Leonardo's eyes was a huge monster. It looked like a boxy iron box, connected together by countless rivets, but it was as big as three or four large wardrobes glued together.
In the middle is a round riveted iron plate covering the Holy Wheel, and the outer layer is filled with a mess of connecting rods and complex gears.
A main shaft protrudes from its side, and a windmill-like runner is installed on it. A connecting rod is nailed to the runner. The connecting rod passes through a set of gears and is connected to two rows of fabrics along a thick belt. on board.
Leonardo blinked. Without any water, wind or livestock pull, this windmill-like wheel was actually turning on its own!
He walked around the big iron box twice, almost digging three feet into the ground, but still couldn't find the power source.
In other words, the power source is really in this iron box.
This big black monster sat at one end of the workshop like a king, twitching the drive shaft tirelessly.
The thick main drive shaft continuously transmits power to each loom through thick belts.
Leonardo didn't count them in detail, but there were at least thirty looms in front of him, and they were all driven by such a holy machine.
How much strength does this require, or how much endurance does this require?
Could it be that they locked a tireless knight in that iron box and forced him to keep shaking the handle?
"Can you please open the cover of the Holy Wheel and let me see it?" Leonardo asked almost begging to the director of the weaving factory, Haze.
Haze hesitated at first, but then he remembered the instructions from the Mechanical Palace before leaving, and still nodded and said: "I will send someone to ask. If Your Majesty agrees, then you can see it."
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"It should be." Leonardo rubbed his hands impatiently, pointed at the two rows of looms in front of him and asked, "Can I take a closer look?"
"Of course, please do so." Haze's gear hand made a gesture of invitation.
Leonardo immediately pounced on him like a wolf who saw fresh meat or a dog who saw hot shit.
No matter what kind of loom it is, the principle of weaving is very simple.
Suppose there are ten spinning threads, numbered one to ten from left to right, arranged perpendicular to the weaver, this is called the warp, and another yarn stuffed in the shuttle is arranged parallel to the weaver, this is called the weft.
Number 13579 is tied to the first stick, and number 24680 is tied to the second stick.
When weaving, lift the first stick so that 13579 is on top and 24680 is on the bottom. This forms an angle.
Then pass the weft yarn through the angle between the two, and push it with a clipper to compact it. This is called cloth.
Then, change it to 24680 at the top and 13579 at the bottom. Continue to pass the weft yarn between the two, and repeat this alternately.
It's essentially like weaving a fishing net with rope, except that the mesh is smaller.
The loom in front of Leonardo was also modified based on this. It originally used human power to alternately lift and lower the two sets of warp threads, but now it becomes a belt and connecting rod.
The transmission belt fell from the sky and was connected to the runner on the side of each loom. The belt and the runner made a hissing friction sound, and even brought with it rising dust.
Through the power source transmitted from the belt, the connecting rod controls the alternating up and down movement of the wooden frame, separating the warp yarns to form a shed.
Amidst the clicking sounds, the heald frames wrapped around the warp threads opened and closed in an orderly manner, and the air was filled with the smell of water vapor and lubricating oil.
"This, this is simply..." Leonardo said directly what he was thinking, "This is simply like a huge clock turning."
No wonder there was so much woolen yarn piled up on their docks. Was he wondering at the time that there were so many weavers on this island?
Now it seems that there is no need for so many weavers to weave enough woolen cloth.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Leonardo continued to observe.
When the shed is formed, the operator must immediately step on the pedal to eject the shuttle containing the yarn through the steel plate and pass through the shed through the guide rail.
Since the steel plate is not strong enough to slide very far, Horn's loom can only weave relatively cheap narrow-width cloth.
Next to each sacred loom, there is an operator who is sweating profusely and stepping on the pedal, occasionally stopping to adjust the shuttle.
Every time they press the pedal with their left and right feet, the steel plates on both sides of the guide rail will bounce, bouncing the shuttle containing the weft yarn to the other side.
"Smart!" Leonardo reacted quickly.
In the past, manual shuttle throwing was used, that is, the shuttle was thrown between the warp yarns with the weft yarn.
Through this simple little device and guide rail, the shuttle can fly past with one step, which is five to six times more frequent than manual shuttle throwing. Thinking of this, Leonardo was suddenly startled. Doesn't this mean that the current weaving speed is far lower than the maximum speed and is completely limited by the frequency of the shuttle's back and forth.
Then if you put something elastic on both sides of the guide rail, and then divide the thrust of the belt into part, so that the shuttle can fly back and forth, wouldn't it be possible to weave faster?
At that time, even these pedal operators were no longer needed.
What should be used to make the shuttle go back and forth automatically?
While he was thinking, Haze just returned. He smiled and said to Leonardo: "The military police have responded. You can only look at it, but not touch it. Can you do it?"
"Of course." Leonardo immediately forgot about the shuttle and followed Haze to the side of the Holy Wheel.
As the operator turned the valve, a rumbling buzzing sound and the clicking sound of gears were transmitted to the cochlea. Leonardo opened his eyes in anticipation.
The internal structure of the Holy Wheel Machine is actually quite simple. It is just a set of gears coupled with a roll of orichalcum spring to provide the original speed for the star-cast gears.
Then the star-forged gear will continuously amplify the kinetic energy provided by the orichalcum clockwork by consuming ether, and then transfer it to the outer gears.
But after looking at it for a while, fine beads of sweat broke out on Leonardo's forehead. He looked at the huge gear up and down, and his murmur became louder and louder: "It's impossible, it's impossible, this person is Falsified, impossible! ”
He even took several steps back, even slipped and sat down on the ground, his eyes filled with despair.
Because the Holy Machine in front of you is a mechanical structure that is impossible to produce!
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This kind of perpetual motion machine, in which the left foot steps on the right foot and goes up to the sky, has been tried before. At that time, Leonardo even wrote an article to criticize it.
But now, even the orichalcum spring cannot drive such a large gear.
This is completely a fantasy, but everything in front of you cannot be faked, it obviously happened!
"Mr. Leonardo, are you okay?" Haze quickly helped Leonardo up.
"How did you do it? How did you do it?" Leonardo stood up and asked Haze almost pleadingly, "I will join your Papal University, you tell me."
"This machine was designed by the Mechanical Palace. I'm just a factory director and don't know how it works." Haze shook his head helplessly.
But Leonardo didn't give up. As soon as he stood up, he rushed forward again, almost putting his head between the star gear and the connecting rod: "Damn it, is there someone down here?"
"Hey, hey, be careful, be careful!" This frightened Haze so much that he hurriedly pulled Leonardo's shoulders, "Mr. Leonardo, the ground here is very slippery, don't fall in. ”
"No one, empty, yours, why? What on earth is this... huh?" Leonardo's doubtful voice came from inside the Wheel-turning Machine. He raised his head, turned sideways and pointed at the Wheel-turning Machine. The person inside the machine asked, "Why is there a blue mouse licking the gears in your machine?"
"Rat?" Haze was stunned for a moment, then shouted with a dark face, "Who was in charge of cleaning the Holy Wheel yesterday? The rats ran in, didn't you see?"
But before he finished speaking, a white light lit up from behind him.
The explosive molten iron blew out of the Holy Wheel Machine along with the hot wind, blowing up the clothes of Leonardo and Haze.
Haze had been on the battlefield after all. He reacted immediately. He grabbed the back of Leonardo's neck with his iron hand and threw him to the ground, blowing the warning whistle at the same time.
"Dudududu——"
"Enemy attack! Where is the enemy attack!"
Ignoring the loom that was still running, the operators jumped out of their workstations and rushed towards the Holy Machine. Then they stared dumbfounded at the huge half-melted hole in the iron box.
At this moment, a ball of blue fluorescent stuff quickly jumped from the hole to the ground, letting out a shrill roar.
"It's that monster! Call the Cheka demon hunters!"
"Blow the whistle, blow the whistle! Close the door quickly, don't let it escape."
"Praise the Holy Wind!"
"Bang——"
The previously orderly factory was instantly filled with lightning and the roar of the Holy Gunslinger.
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In the evening, the Holy Cathedral Building.
"What?" The hand signing the official document froze in mid-air, and ink dripped down the quill onto the document. Horn asked in shock, "Did you catch that lightning slime?"
(End of chapter)