Portable Space: The Divine Doctor, Little Farmer's Girl

Chapter 288 Wu Tongtian, Wen Dengfeng
Chapter 288 Wu Tongtian, Wen Dengfeng
"What do you mean?"

Long Yu turned his gaze to Yan Xiaosi, feeling faintly excited.

Murong Qin said indirectly: "Xiaoyan told me just now that Xirong's powerful weapon is called gunpowder, and Xiaoyan knows the ratio of gunpowder."

"Is it true?"

For a moment, Long Yu was more excited than Murong Qinjian.

When he asked Yan Xiaosi, his tone was slightly trembling with excitement.

Before that, he was always worried that Rongdi Wang Chunyu Hanfeng would get enough talc to make another batch of such powerful weapons. By that time, if Murong Qinjian hadn't figured out the ratio of these things, Da Chu The dynasty is in jeopardy, now it’s all right, Chunyu Hanfeng will definitely not find enough talc so quickly, if the little bastards really know the ratio of this thing, then they will make this powerful weapon first. It will be able to save the day.

Yan Xiaosi had known him for so long, and had never seen him get so excited about something.

Seeing him looking at himself expectantly.

"Ah."

She nodded sharply, and said in detail: "This thing is called gunpowder. I saw it in a book left by my father. Gunpowder can be made into fireworks and firecrackers, and it can also be used to make powerful weapons. I know Its ratio, I will write it out for you.”

"Great."

Long Yu excitedly took her hand, pulled her to his desk, and let her sit on the domineering grand master's chair.

Yan Xiaosi sat down, feeling uncomfortable.

It's just a gunpowder formula, she can close her eyes, as for that.

What made her even more flattered was that Long Yu personally handed her an expensive wolf hair brush, grinded the ink himself, and thoughtfully spread a piece of rice paper in front of her, and flattened the paper with a ruler.

"Write it."

The corner of Yan Xiaosi's mouth twitched, and then he started to write.

Black powder formula: saltpeter powder [-]%, sulfur powder [-]%, charcoal powder [-]%.

The method of making this black powder is really too simple.

Yan Xiaosi wrote down the formula of the black powder in an eloquent manner, and then drew the prototype of the cannon in red, before handing it to the man beside him.

Long Yu glanced at the formula of black powder, and then looked at the strange thing she drew, and asked curiously: "What is this thing you drew?"

After asking, he handed the paper to Murong Qinjian for review.

After Murong Qinjian looked at it, he also looked at Yan Xiaosi curiously.

Yan Xiaosi had no choice but to patiently explain to the two men.

"This is called a cannon in red. This is the cannon body, which is made of copper and iron. Bullets and black powder are stuffed into it, and a fuse is inserted. When the two sides are fighting, as long as the fuse is lit, the black powder will burn. Launch iron or copper projectiles to attack the enemy, the lethality of this thing is much more powerful than ordinary swords and spears."

Long Yu and Murong Qin listened with great interest.

After Yan Xiaosi explained the details, Long Yu called Long Yi and Long Er to come in.

The two asked in unison: "Master, what are your orders?"

"Long Yi, you should immediately find a group of skilled blacksmiths. The more people you have, the better. Invite them to the barracks. This king has important arrangements."

"Long Er, you take people to buy copper and iron, the more the better."

"Yes, master."

The two took orders in unison and left quickly.

The talcum powder, sulfur powder, and charcoal powder for making black powder have been prepared before.

Long Yu directly left the task of making black powder to Murong Qinjian.

Murong Qinjian looked bitter.

"Long Yu, have you made a mistake? I am a military doctor, not your Longwei."

Long Yudao: "The five dragon guards all have missions now. This matter will be handed over to other people for supervision. I don't worry about it. You work hard. When this matter is over, I will send you a few jars of good wine."

His Royal Highness Zhan Wang hadn't spoken to him so politely for a long time, Murong Qinjian was obviously taken aback for a moment, and then refused incomprehensibly.

".Yes."

After Murong Qinjian got a job to do, Yan Xiaosi thought of another unimportant matter.

Although it was irrelevant, she couldn't just keep her word, so she took advantage of Long Yu's good mood and mentioned it to him: "Your Highness, there is something that Caomin has to apply to you."

Long Yu was really in a good mood, looking at her with extremely gentle eyes.

"What's the matter?"

"Didn't the shopkeeper of Wanjia Rice Grain Shop sell you 15 catties of grain? Cao Min promised him that you would write a plaque with your own handwriting afterwards, frame it and send it to Wanshi Rice Grain Shop."

"it is good."

His Royal Highness King Zhan readily agreed, and Yan Xiaosi hurriedly got up and gave up the expensive grand master's chair.

"Do you need grass people to grind ink for you?"

Long Yu glanced at the inkstone, there was quite a lot of ink.

"No need, if you have nothing else to do, you can go back to Shaoyao Village to have a look. Just come back at night. As for the plaque, I will write it up, order someone to go to Daxing Town to frame it, and send it to Wanjia Rice and Grain Shop. You don't have to worry about it." worry."

Yan Xiaosi saw him waving a brush as thick as a broom, writing a line of words on the huge tissue paper like a broom - the number one rice store in the world.

The location of the signature, stamped with his private seal.

Yan Xiaosi stared at those words, sincerely admired them, and clapped his hands.

Originally thought that Long Yu's lowercase writing was good enough, but after seeing the bold font, I felt extremely amazed.

This person is really Wu Tongtian, Wen Dengfeng, his whole body is shining, and he can't see any flaws at all.

Long Yu put down his pen, glanced at her, and saw that she was staring at his calligraphy with adoring expression, the corner of his mouth twitched triumphantly.

"Do you admire me very much now?"

Yan Xiaosi rolled his eyes, finally realizing this person's shortcomings.

"Narcissistic man."

Long Yu experienced the word narcissism for a while, and probably understood the meaning, so he laughed happily.

Yan Xiaosi rolled his eyes at him, waved his hands and said, "Your Highness, take it easy, Caomin has gone back."

Long Yu called her to stop.

"and many more."

"What else can His Highness tell the grassroots?"

"The little fried potatoes I ate last time were delicious. Let your mother make some more and bring them back."

Fried small potatoes are nothing more than expensive food, Yan Xiaosi thought of how easy it was for him to give a plaque to the Wanjia rice and grain store, so he complied with him.

"Okay, I'll let my mother do it."

"That king won't eat at night, and keep his stomach waiting for you to come back."

"Ah."

Yan Xiaosi stepped out of the military tent, went to the stables and took his bay red horse Hong Ying.

Hong Ying, such a flamboyant name, she really wanted to change it, and wondered if His Royal Highness Zhanwang would have any objections with Lightning.

Thinking about it, it's better to forget it. After changing the name, Hong Ying has to adapt again, which is very troublesome.

She hung a bag on the horse's back, stepped on the stirrups, patted the horse's butt lightly, and said, "Hongying, let's go, I'll take you for a ride."

(End of this chapter)