Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

Chapter 282 Isn't this better than simply using crude oil?

Zhu Biao: "...We originally wanted to show you."

At that time, he was thinking, wait for Chu Ze to read the good news, and then read this.

That's double the surprise.

As a result, Chu Ze gave them a surprise first.

The more so, the more Zhu Biao felt that this memorial came at the right time.

What is it if it’s not that God blesses Daming?
Chu Ze withdrew his hand happily.

Zhu Xi and Zhu Di looked straight at the side: "What is written in this memorial, Chu Ze, come closer and tell us."

Chu Ze didn't say anything, and directly handed the memorial to the two of them, signaling them to read it for themselves.

Zhu Xi hurriedly reached out and snatched it.

Zhu Di who was one step behind: "What are you doing so fast!"

After arguing, Zhu Di leaned over to look at him, but his eyes were not slow at all. He was afraid that Zhu Xi would not show him, so he clasped the man's shoulders tightly to prevent him from moving.

Zhu Xi couldn't run away, so he gave him a few hard glances with big white eyes.

After the two finished watching, their faces quickly turned red with excitement.

After reading it, the expressions of the two were similar to those of Chu Ze, wishing they could kneel down and kowtow to God on the spot.

"This time Tatar is looking for a dead end, hahahaha..."

"Second brother is so right. With this good thing, why not worry about Tatars not coming? When they come, we will go to their king's tent to sing and drink for three days!"

Only Xu Da didn't know anything.

Seeing the expressions of these two people who were almost the same as Chu Ze's, Xu Da's already strong curiosity suddenly soared.

"What's written in this memorial, let's take a look." Xu Da stretched out his hand, tentatively pulling the memorial into his hand.

This time Zhu Xing let go of his hand happily.

After he finished reading, Xu Da's eyes were amazingly bright.

"Good thing, good thing! We have been looking forward to this thing for many years, but unfortunately, our Daming didn't have this thing, and our little expectation has never been realized. I don't think it has come true now!" Xu Da was so happy that he almost jumped up, no Giving Chu Ze and the others a chance to speak, he said excitedly, "As early as the Song Dynasty, there were fierce fire oil tanks available in the army, and there were also dragons crossing the river. Available. When it comes to our generation, there will be nothing left.”

Xu Da wished he could travel back to the Yuan Dynasty and slap all those unlucky things that were wasted!
Or if they used it too hard, how could they have no stone paint available?

Zhu Xi nodded: "Yes, yes, Xu Shuai is right, we have heard about it a long time ago, this fierce fire oil tank is extremely lethal, if we can use this thing on the battlefield in the northern border, wouldn't it be heaven?" To Tartar?"

Thinking of the group of arrogant barbarians who were beaten so helplessly by the fierce oil tank, Zhu Xi was very happy.

"Second brother is right. Stone lacquer is extremely lethal, and it can be destroyed by water. What is the most common thing on the grassland? Grass! We just need to pour a layer of stone lacquer on the grass, and we will be able to kill the group of Tartars." The barbarians are burned to ashes!" At that time, the soldiers of Ming Dynasty can wait for the fire to go out and go to the field to pick up the leaks.

Isn't this a good thing?

Zhu Biao thought so too.

He said to Chu Ze: "After the eleventh brother received the news, he immediately submitted the memorial. We and the emperor have already read it, and we all think it is best to use it on the battlefield."

"The fierce fire oil tank is good, but my father asked us to ask if there is anything better."

Zhu Biao looked at Chu Ze expectantly.

Chu Ze looked at the few people who were discussing excitedly, feeling so distressed that he couldn't breathe.

Stone paint, called oil in modern times.

In the territory of Ming Dynasty, only Sichuan can have oil.

Historically, Sichuan in Daming did produce oil.

But that appeared when Zhengde Emperor Ming Wuzong Zhu Houzhao was in power, not now.

But he never expected that they would all appear now.

Isn't this God bless you? !

But Chu Ze's heart aches when he heard what Zhu Xi and the others said.

Why does it hurt?

Pain at their waste!

How could such a good thing be so wasted! !
Still pouring it on the ground?
When water!
Just toss around, right? !
Chu Ze was too angry to speak.

He pointed at these prodigal bastards with pain, and gritted his teeth, cursing: "Do you think you can have as much oil as you want? Think it is water, right?"

In his day, oil was liquid gold.

Various countries in the world have fought wars over this.

As a result, in the mouths of this group of people, it feels like a worthless broken bowl.

He even poured it on the ground, he wanted to take out their brains and pour it with oil to wake them up!

But Zhu Di's intentions were distorted all of a sudden.

"What is oil?"

Xu Da had a rare opening: "Is it lacquer?"

"But isn't that what this thing is used for?" Zhu Di also asked.

Zhu Biao was calm.

He looked at Chu Ze, waiting for his next words.

Chu Ze took several deep breaths before suppressing the speechless churning in his heart.

"That's right." After all, in this era, there is only so much they can do.

"But the usefulness of oil is not only here."

Chu Ze's tone gradually became serious: "Petroleum is extremely rare. You can find this by looking at the geography. In the vast area of ​​our country, the time for oil to appear is very small. The last time it appeared was in the Song Dynasty, and the reserves were very large. Not big."

If you want to have large oil reserves, you have to be those countries that have been in chaos all year round.

China has never had enough oil.

More so now.

"After oil is refined, gasoline, diesel, asphalt, and even lubricating oil cannot be extracted. Isn't this better than pure crude oil?"

Zhu Biao was slightly taken aback.

He opened his mouth, but Zhu Biao couldn't say a word.

Because he couldn't understand a word of what Chu Ze said.

But one thing he understood.

"Then what do you mean, there are more uses for stone paint?" Zhu Biao looked at Chu Ze.

"But in this case, then..." Zhu Xi frowned, glanced at Xu Da, and continued, "Then what I just said, is there no chance?" He still wanted to completely trample the Tatar under his feet Woolen cloth.

But if there is no fierce fire oil tank, their combat power will be greatly reduced.

Although the Tatars can resist at the border, it is still difficult to completely step on it.

The joy on Zhu Di's face also faded.

Xu Da excitedly said: "That won't work! Isn't it just stone lacquer? If it can be opened now, it will definitely be opened in the future. Now the opportunity is rare, how can we miss it? We should take this opportunity to make the fierce fire oil tank , Beat those barbarians back to their hometown!"

Zhu Xi and Zhu Di both mean this.

But judging from what Chu Ze meant, it seemed that he didn't want to...

The three of them looked at Chu Ze one after another, their reluctance almost turned into substance.

"..." Chu Ze was speechless, "We didn't say it couldn't be done, but we just said that good things should be used to the maximum extent. The fierce oil tank is good, but it's too wasteful of oil. We have to make it more economical and more affordable. usage."

(End of this chapter)