The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

"Oh, so it's done. Why can't I have a meal yet?"

Blocked in the corner by a group of angry Rangers, Jiang qianxia nervously holds his egg fried rice and tries to change the topic.

"This bamboo tube with mud paste is what you and limitless toss around all day and make us afraid outside all day?"

I don't believe Jiang qianxia's "nonsense" at all. The poisonous scholar ruthlessly robbed half of her fried rice. He also sat down with a bamboo tube under his ass and buried his head in eating.

"... you are a real warrior, I admire you."

I don't know if the black powder will explode after being squeezed. Jiang qianxia was afraid of death and almost ran through the window.

"No, this broken bamboo tube is really similar to the iron pimple you threw out yesterday?"

The poison scholar was so uncomfortable that he quietly lifted his ass up. He just sat there and pretended to be.

See through, ha ha, don't say it with a smile. For example, Jiang qianxia is still climbing the window with his skirt.

"Well, girl, I know you've been tired all day. But it's important. You're wronged. Just eat. Let's go to a mountain to try. How about it?"

Sun Changsheng's seniority is too high. He speaks. Jiang qianxia has no excuse to be lazy.

Two or three people swallowed the remaining half plate of fried rice, "Gudong Gudong" drank fish soup like cattle drinking water, little hiccup, and rudely wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

Looking at the sunset, Jiang qianxia said seriously, "gunpowder is still confidential. We can't show it in front of the mountain people."

"The mountain at night belongs to wild animals. No mountain people will go out at night. So when it's almost dark, we'll quietly open the mountain."

After hesitating for a while, Jiang qianxia waved and said, "don't find any irrelevant mountain experiments. Go and call Xiaofei up. Let's blow up the mountain bag that stands in the way first!"

It's time to get down to business. Not only Jiang qianxia, but also the rangers who should have left suddenly became excited.

Anxious to spend the night, Jiang qianxia and his party, dressed in a black cloak, quietly left the village like an evil ghost at night.

Accompanied by a middle-aged man and his two sons.

"Dong Gong, you have to follow me in the evening. I'm tired."

Dong Chuwen was flattered and waved his hands again and again. In the faint light of the fire, a pair of thick hands with deformed joints and cracked skin were very sad to see Jiang qianxia.

Mingming is the top civil engineer, from building bridges and roads, to building palaces, to opening grottoes and carving Buddha statues.

This master who eats by his craft not only summarizes his theory in detail and reliable, but also has rich experience, which can shame future engineers to death.

After being painstakingly excavated by wanbaoge, Jiang qianxia also sent him books on geological structure and architectural structure.

Therefore, although this is the first time he has worked together for two years, he has known each other for a long time because of the exchange of letters.

The more you appreciate Dong Chuwen, the more worthless Jiang qianxia is for him.

"Alas, Dong Gong, I need a lot of places for you. Follow me in the future. I'll find a way to remove the craftsmanship of you and the two CHILDES, so that you don't have to travel back and forth between the two places."

There are hundreds of thousands of workers with craftsmanship status. The hundreds of thousands of artisans have no land or fixed registered residence, but according to the requirements of the court, where is the real demand for them?

Displaced people, who have no land of their own and have no roots or Ping, will end up in a miserable end in their old age when they can't do any work.

In Jiang qianxia's opinion, Daqian is sorry for these craftsmen who have no hope than farmers.

"Hehe, I'm honored by your daughter. If I could settle down before, I would be crazy."

Dong Chuwen smiled and patted his two sons on the shoulders.

"An array of ancestors," I asked you to ask your daughter to change the registered residence of a child, so that they could settle down to get married and have children, and the old man would be able to make up their ancestors. "

"What about you?" Jiang qianxia frowns.

"Ha ha, the old man has been a craftsman all his life. At this age, he can still get a valuable female reward book. This is the ancestor's reward for food. Let the old man continue to make a name for the craftsman!"

The simple and timid man seems to suddenly become tall, and some inexplicable appeal emanates from him.

"You will go down in history."

Jiang qianxia was carried by Hong Tao, ran in front, smiled and looked back at Dong Chuwen.

"You will go down in history. In addition to paying homage to your ancestors, future generations of craftsmen will also give you incense. No matter the dignitaries or ordinary people, as long as they walk through this road that will connect Lingnan and the Central Plains, they will praise it - Heaven favors Daqian and gives it to Daqian Dong Chuwen!"

Dong Chuwen's two sons couldn't help crying. They didn't know whether they were crying for the suffering of the first half of their lives or excited about the glory that made people's blood boil.

"Tut tut Tut, Xiaosheng found that although you know nothing about serious poetry, when you feel it, you can make Xiaosheng tremble more than sage words. Xiaosheng admires, admires."

"I really admire it?"

"I admire it!"

Just at the right place, Jiang qianxia landed lightly and smilingly stuffed the earth bomb into the hands of drug scholars.

"Since you really admire me, help my little sister take the risk of being buried at the bottom of the mountain!"

Staring blankly at the thick bamboo tube in his hand, the poison scholar's face became a bit faster than the chameleon.

"Ha ha ha, don't be kidding. After the old man's exploration, make a mark and let the children go!"

Hearing the sound, the two sons stood up together, and then the brothers almost fought.

By his comparison, the poison scholar felt that he couldn't get over his face. He angrily put the earth explosives in his arms, stuck his neck and said, "just go. Xiaosheng runs north and south. When are you afraid?"

"Don't shake your legs when you say you're not afraid?"

Laughing with a stomachache, Jiang qianxia took the earth explosive out of his arms and asked Dong Chuwen to mark the best blasting point.

Then he naturally took his boundless arm and said casually, "we'll detonate in a moment. You step back and pull me. When the lead is burning, you'll take me back with you, okay?"

"Master, I'm more sure of going there alone."

"I'm sure. This local explosive has not been tested. What if Wan has been blasting in his hand?"

Turning his eyes, Jiang qianxia said cautiously, "if you hold me, if you don't blow up your hands, we can certainly run back. If you really don't have time to run, I can take you to that place for refuge, can't I? Earth bombs can't blow up there."

It's just an idea for her to hide in the small world. She doesn't even need a second. If there's an accident, whoever goes to order a bomb is dead.