Datang: Acting as a celestial mystery at the beginning

"Why is the weather getting hotter?"

A craftsman who was busy in front of the stove felt as if there was a stove behind him baking him, and the heat was even more unbearable. He wiped his sweat and looked back.

Just at this time, those phosphor powders exploded with a "boom", and the yellow-white flames soared into the sky, dazzling.

"what!"

That dazzling light just broke into the artisan's eyes, instantly turning white.

The tingling sensation in his eyes made him scream, and he covered his hands quickly, and shouted, "My eyes!"

When the other craftsmen heard the movement and turned their heads, the yellow-white flame was still there, but it was not as dazzling as before, and they were all stunned for a while.

"Go away!"

Someone shouted, and then everyone in the workshop panicked.

The fire of spontaneous combustion of phosphorous powder quickly ignited the nearby warehouse, which was full of paper and books, which were flammable items. Once ignited, one can imagine how powerful the fire would be.

They dragged the person with an eye injury outside and threw it aside, and then everyone took wooden buckets and basins to fill the nearby river with water to fight the fire.

Because papermaking must use water, the workshop is next to the river. Although it is convenient, the scene that shocked them soon came again. Water can't put out these fires at all.

The ignition point of phosphorous powder is very low, and water can cool down, but not below the ignition point.

Everyone kept pouring water into it, and the flame flickered for a moment, then burned again, even more vigorously than before, and the rising white smoke was thicker.

These fires can't be extinguished even with water!

The scene in front of them completely overturned their cognition.

"Is this a will-o'-the-wisp?"

Someone said in horror.

Then a feeling of fear grew among them.

Will-o'-the-wisps, those are definitely will-o'-the-wisps.

Otherwise, how could there be no way to extinguish it?

"what happened to you?"

When everyone was panicking, in the crowd, a person fell down straight, foaming at the mouth.

Others inhaled the white smoke and felt dizzy and uncomfortable, as if they were about to fall down at any time.

"Not good, ghost... the ghost fire is going to kill people!"

I don't know who shouted this sentence, completely mobilized their panic, and no longer cared about the monstrous fire here, dragged the unconscious people, and ran outside in a hurry.

Survival is more important than anything else.

It will be more than an hour before the fire subsides.

Lu Yulin and Lu Xiuran came here, looked at the ruined workshop, and stepped on the white solid left by the burning phosphorous powder on the ground, an unknown emotion emerged from the bottom of their hearts.

The ruins under their feet still had a fiery atmosphere, roasting Lu Yulin and his son.

"What the hell happened?"

Lu Yulin almost roared out.

How could a good workshop suddenly catch fire and burn their books and newspapers.

"Master, we...we don't know what happened."

The person in charge of this workshop was about to cry, and said tremblingly: "The craftsmen are making paper normally, but suddenly the phosphor powder caught fire, and the fire couldn't be extinguished even with water, and it would even make people unconscious. I went, but people kept comatose.”

"What kind of fire can't be extinguished even with water?"

Lu Xiuran grabbed the person in charge by the collar and yelled at him.

All the books he wanted to print were in the warehouse, burned to the point where only a handful of dust remained, how could he withstand such a blow!

"I... I really don't know!"

The person in charge said painfully: "I heard from the craftsmen that the phosphorous powder ignited automatically, and the light was still yellowish-white, like a will-o'-the-wisp! People who woke up from a coma were saying that the will-o'-the-wisp kills people."

"You're trying to trick me with will-o'-the-wisps!"

Lu Xiuran was furious, punched the person in charge on the cheek, and threw him aside.

He wanted to hit the person in charge again, but Lu Yulin held his hand and said, "Xiu Ran, I think we've been tricked! There is no need to use phosphorous powder to make paper. I'm afraid Li Yi'an deliberately made these things We collected it and figured that the phosphorous powder would catch fire, destroying all our hopes."

Lu Xiuran still didn't believe it, and questioned: "How could the phosphorous powder catch fire automatically?"

"When I was young, I saw that if you put phosphorous powder in the sun, it will catch fire to a certain extent, just like what he said."

Lu Yulin pointed to the person in charge, and continued: "I am afraid that our two families have been tricked by Li Yi'an. He really calculated the way for us to go back and steal the paper, so he gave us a fake one, and then became That's it."

"Unexpectedly, brother Cui and I have lived for decades, and our scheming is not as deep as a boy in his early twenties. I have lived in vain all these years. I am the one who is sorry for the Lu family!"

puff!

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't bear the stimulation and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Aye!"

Lu Xiuran hurriedly hugged him, and shouted again: "Go back quickly, call for a medical worker!"

Medical workers, that is, doctors. In the Tang Dynasty, there were titles such as acupuncture workers, massage workers, etc., and medical workers were above them.

Doctor and Langzhong were originally official titles, but it was not until the Song Dynasty that they became the titles of doctors.

After returning to Lu's house, the medical worker had just arrived not long ago, but when he saw Cui Mao walking in with a disheveled face, something seemed to have happened at home.

"Xiu Ran, our Cui family's paper-making workshop is on fire!"

As soon as Cui Mao entered the door, he asked eagerly: "It seems that the phosphorus powder is on fire. How is your house? Where is Brother Lu?"

"So do we!"

Lu Xiuran clenched his fists tightly and said fiercely: "Li Yi'an, I am at odds with you!"

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Wannian County.

"Sir, these are the only Baidie we bought in Northwest."

Behind Fang Yucheng were more than 100 carriages filled with all kinds of cotton. He waved his hand and said, "This is the white stack of seeds you want, sir."

Fang Cheng came up with a big bag. Judging by its weight, there should be more than 100 catties of cotton seeds.

Fang Yucheng continued: "We will continue to help Mr. purchase cotton in the northwest. At the same time, we are also planning to go north to Turkic to buy wool. Everything is going well so far."

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Li Yi'an nodded and said, "Come with me!"

Everyone came to the top of the paper and salt factories together, and a temporary workshop was also set up here.

The piece of land that Li Shimin gave him back then was large enough, and it will be Li Yi'an's cloth workshop in the future.

They opened the door and went in. There were wooden machines inside, all of which were used for spinning and weaving.

Li Yi'an ordered people to modify and manufacture Huang Daopo's tools later.

"Tomorrow you will first recruit craftsmen and start weaving cotton cloth. Our anti-monopoly plan can add another project."

Li Yi'an continued: "There are still those seeds, take them to find a place to plant them first, and I will discuss with the Ministry of Industry later to see if these technologies can be promoted."

These weaving machines are all template experiences.

He made so many, just to gain experience, and to reach the full level as soon as possible before opening the next template.