"Childe, what are these things?"

Duan Mingyu said with tears in his eyes: "This is all silver!"

“……”

"Okay, you all go out for me, this champion is going to work, and no one is allowed to approach this room for a while!"

Everyone nodded in unison, looking sincere and honest.

After Duan Mingyu closed the door, all the team members were lying outside the window, and for a while, the sound of the window paper being pierced was endless.

Duan Mingyu was still happily staring at the various powders in the box, some black and some yellow.

Duan Mingyu took out the yellow powder and sniffed it lightly with his nose.

"Ahh

Duan Mingyu sneezed firmly and nodded with satisfaction. Then he walked around and got busy.

"15 percent sulfur, 10 percent charcoal powder, 74 percent saltpeter, and then add oil wax, asphalt, dry paint, rosin and a few ......"

For a whole day, Duan Mingyu came and went in the house, adjusting the dosage and refining the components.

Some of the team members lying on the window are gone, and some are still watching intently.

From time to time, there would be a "bang" sound in the room, which caused the onlookers to sigh.

The sun was setting from east to west, and everyone was still watching, and the powerful roar continued to tug at the heartstrings of the players.

Fan Fu is a blacksmith, but this blacksmith is a little special because he still has more than a hundred blacksmiths under him.

These blacksmiths dare to do anything, whether it is weapons or bows, they will take everything as ordered. But there is only one object of their allegiance - the Xie Clan.

In the past, Fan Fu took his brothers to build weapons for the Yangwei Dart Bureau, and the money from the top gave a lot of money, so the blacksmiths lived quite well.

However, Wan Da Wai actually fell ill and died, and the Yangwei Dart Bureau also changed its name and surname, so the blacksmith who usually had no worries about food and clothing couldn't open the pot for a while.

The trees fell and scattered, and most of the blacksmiths dispersed, and only these fifty or sixty people remained. Due to the loss of the source of pig iron, the blacksmiths had to make up a little silver, buy some land, and everyone worked and lived together, which really had the taste of paradise.

But on this day, a person who claimed to be from the Xie clan came, his identity was undoubted, the waist card was in the shape of **, the stamen was ninety-nine eighty-one petals, and the word Xie Xiande was written in the lower right corner. Xie Xiande's intention was clear, and he asked him to go out of the mountain and renew his allegiance. Fan Fu was a little hesitant, even though they were one of the Xie clan's forces before, but their self-sufficiency over the years had completely separated from the Xie family. Get out of here and get involved in strife? After Xie Xiande promised a very good reward, the blacksmiths were immediately divided into two factions, one faction was unwilling to go out of the mountain again, thinking that they would spend their lives here in peace. The other faction recalls the solid living conditions in the past, and then compares the current days, and spits out bitterness for a while.

The final decision is still on Fan Fu, and in the end, Fan Fu's decision is that those who are willing to stay will guard the good land. If you don't want to stay, you will leave with Xie Xiande.

Xie Xiande finally left with more than thirty blacksmiths, along with Fan Fu, Fan Fu did not immediately agree to be loyal to Duan Mingyu, this time he went to see what Duan Mingyu's ability was, and whether it was worth his loyalty.

Xie Xiande knew that these thirty or so people were not worthy of Fan Fu's fingers, not because Fan Fu's iron-striking skills were so high that they were superb, but because Fan Fu had a method of manufacturing a repeating crossbow.

This can be multiple at a time, so it is not an exaggeration to say that Fan Fu can be an army of 1,000 people. Xie Xiande had secretly made up his mind that if he couldn't recruit this person in the end, he would definitely send someone to kill him. On this day, the group came to the camp on the outskirts, Xie Xiande felt very wrong this time, why no one in the camp came up to interrogate him, when he came here for the first time, even Xu Zuye was confirmed by more than a dozen sentry posts in the open and secret before he was allowed to pass.

But this time it was a smooth ride, the camp was empty, Xie Xiande was shocked, could it be that the Qin family had uprooted the camp?

This bad thought came to Xie Xiande's mind and lingered.

Xie Xiande hurriedly took the blacksmith behind him three steps and made two steps, and when he walked outside Duan Mingyu's room, Xie Xiande breathed a sigh of relief: "Grandma's, scare the old man!"

What are these kids peeping on? Could it be that Childe is playing threesome?

Thinking of this, Xie Xiande couldn't help coughing twice, but no one looked back at him, Xie Xiande coughed twice again, and still no one birded him.

As a result, Xie Xiande became even more determined in his thoughts.

Fan Fu asked, "Mr. Xie, do you have a problem with your throat?"

"Ahem, this weather has changed relatively quickly, and the old man can't adapt to it all of a sudden!" Xie Xiande said awkwardly.

Fan Fu nodded suspiciously, and then asked, "Didn't Mr. say that he wanted to take us to see Duan Gongzi?" Which one is Duan Gongzi around there? ”

Xie Xiande blushed: "Not one, Duan Gongzi is in the house!"

"Oh?" Fan Fu looked thoughtfully at the surrounded room, his face cloudy, as if he was thinking about something.

Xie Xiande said: "Mr. Fan, please rest assured, my son-in-law will definitely not despise you!"

Fan Fu snorted and said, "Then I don't know what happened to this son in the room?" Since he won't belittle us, why didn't Mr. Xie report it? ”

"This, that...... Can you change the question? ”

Fan Fu had a long beard and stood upside down: "No!"

Xie Xiande couldn't cry or laugh: "Old man...... What's going on here? "If you report it rashly, this, if you make Duan Gongzi sluggish, it will be very bad!

Xie Xiande had no choice but to pat a team member on the shoulder, ready to ask what was going on.

"Don't touch Lao Tzu, look, look, it's going to explode again!"

"Bang!"

Xie Xiande was startled by this strange voice: "Who is it?" Who farted so loudly? ”

Fan Fu stepped forward: "According to my experience over the years, this is the sound of firecrackers!"

Xie Xiande said embarrassedly: "Is the sound of firecrackers so loud?"

"Although this is just a guess, at least it is much more real than farting, I think Fan was in his youth, and he often prepared gunpowder, and the movement released was much bigger than ordinary firecrackers!"

Xie Xiande's eyes lit up when he heard this: "It's hard to ......"

Fan Fu laughed: "I didn't expect this son to be a wonderful person, and he also dabbled in such a strange skill, well, Fan Mou came to the right place this time!"

At this moment, a deafening sound rang in everyone's ears.

"Boom!"

Xie Xiande and Fan Fu were a little farther away, but it was better, but the onlookers were so frightened that they were so frightened that they were running around, and they were so embarrassed!

PS: Newcomers should support each other, Xia Guan solemnly recommends two books "Ba Sui" and "Crossing the Qing Dynasty as a Detective", friends who like history must read!