The old Confucian scholar straightened his waist, and immediately became thin and thin. He didn't look sick at all, and he was not in his forties. He was dressed up by Mao Jie, and he was ordered by Cheng Yu to come down to do a big event.

Wang Tuhu stared at him in surprise, "Who the hell are you, and what is your relationship with my third uncle?"

Wang Tuhu didn't know Mao Jie either, but ten years ago he was indeed bitten by a poisonous snake on the mountain. It was his third uncle who sucked out the venom for him, and he almost died. This matter was very secret, and only he and his third uncle knew about it.

Since this Confucian scholar also knew, he must be someone sent by the third uncle. It was this testimony and the bamboo plaque of the third uncle that Wang Butcher recognized him.

Mao Jie smiled and said: "Your third uncle is my subordinate, and he is in charge of Cang Cao. I am a counselor under Prime Minister Cao, and my surname is Mao."

When Wang Tuhu heard that he was a counselor under Cao Cao, his face turned pale with fright, he hurriedly opened the door and looked out, closed the door again, and dragged him into the room quickly.

Butcher Wang said nervously: "You are so bold. Xiazhi County is very strict. Once I am reported, you and I will not be able to live. Besides, outsiders are not allowed to stay in the city for more than twelve hours. I can't take them in." you."

Mao Jie smiled slightly, opened the door and waved to the little boy in the yard, "Bring the donkey in!"

The little boy led the donkey in, and Mao Jie pointed at the big belly of the donkey and smiled at Butcher Wang, "Untie the donkey's belly!"

Surprised, Wang Butcher went up to touch the donkey's belly, only to find that the donkey's belly was fake, and even sewed another donkey skin, but the workmanship was so ingenious that it wouldn't be obvious if you didn't touch it with your hands.

Wang Tuhu knew that this was to avoid the strict defense, and he was even more curious, what would be inside?

He immediately found a knife, carefully cut open the outer layer of fake leather, and a red silk bag fell out from the inside. Mao Jie picked up the red silk bag and opened it. It turned out to be ten thumb-sized pearls, each shining brightly. Dazzling, Wang Tuhu's eyes were straightened.

"These pearls are for you!" Mao Jie said with a smile.

Butcher Wang swallowed, and said in a trembling voice, "Give it to me?"

"It's for you, but I have one condition."

"Tell me!" Of course, Wang Tuhu knew that there would be no pies in the sky. These pearls are at least worth thousands of gold, so there must be something for him to do.

"It's easy!"

Mao Jie laughed and said, "We want to know the secret of kerosene. It was originally black and viscous, but how it became clear and light yellow. You got this secret for me."

Butcher Wang was taken aback, of course he knew what this meant?That was the biggest secret of Jiang Xia's army, if the army found out, he would surely die.

He scratched his head and said: "I only know that it was refined, but how to refine it, everyone refuses to say."

"That's right. Many people work in the fire oil workshop. It's not difficult to get it. As long as you can get the secret, these pearls are yours. I'll leave tonight. How about it?"

Mao Jie gently played with the pearl in his hand, and the pearl shone even more dazzlingly. Wang Tuhu took a hard look at the pearl, and his eyes became hot. These pearls were something he could never earn in his life.

With these pearls, I can live like Zhang Dahu in Xicheng for the rest of my life, drinking and eating meat all day long, marrying five women, having a bunch of children, and being served by a large group of maids and servants.

He finally broke his heart and said to Mao Jie: "To tell you the truth, the fire oil workshop is very heavily guarded. There are two layers of walls. The inner wall is the center of oil refining. It is done by the army. We civilians can only Go to the outer wall to do odd jobs and carry things, but I know that one person has gone in, but he is about to die, it depends on the luck of the husband."

. . . . . . .

In a dilapidated house, the light was dim, and an old man who was as thin as a skeleton was lying on the couch. He was dying and was on the verge of death, but Mao Jie gave him a pearl, so that he had a coffin book, and he immediately became Get up, although the voice is very small, but very clear.

"It was last year and I and five other people were called in to clean the pool."

"What pond?" Mao Jie asked interrupting him.

"I heard from the soldiers that it was called a sedimentation tank, and there was a sign beside it, but I couldn't read. It seemed that the carbolic oil had to settle in the pool first. The pool was very large, and a thick layer of oil slurry was deposited under it. I heard that it was poisonous. We refused to go down to clean up, we worked for three days, and each got [-] yuan, and then everyone else got sick and died, and I will die too.”

"And then? What else did you see?" Mao Jie asked again.

"I also saw a lot of iron pipes and cauldrons, and another large pool. The pipes passed under the pool. It is said that it was cooled, and then clear fire oil could flow out."

Mao Jie silently sketched in his mind, the iron pipe, the cauldron, the sedimentation pool, and the cooling pool, but he was still a little confused, and asked again: "How to do it specifically?"

"I don't know. Work was stopped at that time. Pan Silang said that the pipes in the pool were for cooling, but he was immediately dragged out and whipped dozens of times. He was never seen again. Anyway, he was not allowed to speak when he went in. Ask more, we only know that those refinery soldiers never come out."

Mao Jie questioned him repeatedly, but the old man didn't know anything, so he had to go back to Wang Butcher's house, wondering whether he could climb up the mountain to have a look. It is said that the oil refining workshop is at the foot of the mountain.

Wang Tuhu denied his idea, "I can't see anything, there is a shed cover on it, which covers everything, and you can't go up the mountain, the army has an order, if you go up the mountain without authorization, you will be killed."

Butcher Wang suddenly slapped his forehead, "I'm so stupid! Can't you just ask Lu Er who built the shed? He can see clearly than anyone else."

Mao Jie was overjoyed, "Where is this Lu Er? Take me there quickly."

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, only to hear someone shouting: "Wang Butcher, open the door!"

Wang Butcher's wife rushed over and said nervously, "A lot of soldiers are coming outside!"

Wang Tuhu's face was pale with fright. Why did the army come here? Have they been discovered?He looked back at Mao Jie, Mao Jie reacted faster than him, he took out the pearl from his bosom, and threw it into the well in the courtyard, his back bent again, and he became extremely old.

Butcher Wang opened the door, and saw a dozen soldiers coming in. The leader was the chief. He pointed at Mao Jie and said loudly, "I have received an order from above. From today onwards, no outsiders are allowed to enter the city, so you My third uncle must also leave immediately, without delay, we must leave now!"

. . . . . . . .

Ten days later, Mao Jie, who had been in Anlu County, returned to Fancheng. When Cheng Yu learned that Mao Jie was back, he went out of the city to greet him in person. Cheng Yu was most concerned about the secret of getting the Jiang Xia Army's fire oil.

Before Cao Cao left, he gave Cheng Yu a deadline of two months, ordering him to get the same kerosene as Jiang Xiajun within two months. County, but was blocked by the generals, and finally the shrewd and capable Mao Jie went.

"Xiaoxian, how's the harvest?" Cheng Yu asked impatiently when he saw Mao Jie.

Mao Jie smiled wryly, "It's not good, but it's not too bad either. Go to the city and talk about it!"

The crowd surrounded Mao Jie and entered Fancheng, and came to the lobby of the government office. Under the expectant eyes of a dozen senior officials and Cheng Yu, Mao Jie told the whole story of his trip to Xiazhi County, and finally gave a wry smile Said: "I'm lucky. I was a little early two hours, and I found someone with a little knowledge. If I go later, I really won't get anything."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. No one thought that Xiazhi was so closely guarded. Mao Jie tried everything, but only got a few words of information. Cheng Yu was meditating silently. How to use it?

At this time, Yu Jin smiled and said: "From Mr. Mao's description, the sedimentation tank is easy to understand. It is to let the kerosene settle first, and some things in the kerosene will settle into a slurry, so that the kerosene will not be so sticky. Thick."

Man Chong also added: "The iron pot is probably used to refine oil. This is how I boiled tung oil in my hometown. If I use a large iron pot to cook repeatedly, some slag will sink to the bottom of the pot, and the water will evaporate. The tung oil will be fine. Purer."

Cheng Yu nodded and said: "Actually, we don't understand this kind of thing, but the old craftsmen should understand it. Ask some old craftsmen to ask more questions, and try repeatedly, and the problem should be solved."

He immediately said to Mao Jie: "Mao Junjun, I will continue to entrust this matter to you. I will give you half a month. If you can finish it, I will credit you for your great contribution. If you can't finish it, you can explain it to the prime minister yourself." .”

Mao Jie nodded silently, in fact, he was thinking over and over on the road.After repeated drawing, he probably already has a bit of a spectrum, and with the assistance of a craftsman, he should be able to figure it out.

"I'll give it a try, maybe it won't take half a month, and there will be results in ten days."

. . . . . . . . .

Ten days passed in a flash. This morning, Cheng Yu brought dozens of generals to the bank of Bishui, where today he will test the kerosene refined by Mao Jie.

Everyone has seen the real thing, it is exactly the same as Jiang Xiajun kerosene, light yellow, clear and transparent, but everyone is more concerned about its power.

At this time, an ox cart slowly drove up. There were more than a dozen earthen jars on the oxcart, all of which were sealed with mud. Several soldiers stepped forward, slapped the seals of the earthen jars, and dumped the kerosene in the jars into the river. Going down, an oil flower suddenly appeared on the water.

A soldier came forward with a torch, and everyone became nervous, except Mao Jie, who stroked his beard and smiled. He had done many experiments, and he was sure that he could succeed.

I saw the soldiers bringing the light of the fire closer to the kerosene floating on the water, and only heard 'Boom! ' With a sound, the surface of the water burned, and the blue flames spread rapidly, and the raging fire immediately blocked the surface of the water.

The soldiers of the Cao army on both sides of the strait immediately burst into joy, and the cheers resounded across the water. Cheng Yu was also very excited. Their original kerosene was too thick to burn on the water. Now they finally had the same kerosene as Jiang Xia's army.

The key to the battle of military strategists lies in balance. Jiang Xia’s kerosene has always been a serious problem for Cao’s confidantes. It is also Jiang Xia’s fierce kerosene and sharp warships that make Cao Cao lose all confidence. Now that he has kerosene, he just waits for the battle If the ships are ready, then the time is ripe to destroy Jingzhou and Jiangdong and unify the world.

This filled Cheng Yu with anticipation.

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