After signing and painting, Zhu Di and Qian Youdao were in a very good mood, Boss Qian squinted, he climbed the prince's thigh, not to mention the prosperous business, even the channel fee was saved a lot, and the prince helped to promote it nationwide, why not? His eyes, which were originally so small that he couldn't see, narrowed into a slit, "Your Highness, Brother Ma, in the future, you go to the Drunken Immortal Building, I have the money to pay, and I don't have to work hard for you to break the bank, hehe, I just learned a word from Brother Ma, what is it called?" Shareholders right? You are all shareholders of my Zuixian Building, and I naturally want to entertain you with the highest standard. ”

"Boss Qian's atmosphere, I, Zhu Di, will definitely help to let the wine of the Drunken Immortal Building spread throughout the territory of Daming!" Zhu Di opened his mouth and asked the attendants around him to fill Qian Youdao and Ma Sanbao's wine glasses with fine wine.

After three rounds of drinking, the boss of Drunken Immortal Building, Zhu Di and Ma Sanbao were lying in the courtyard, everyone exuded a strong smell of alcohol, fortunately, the attendants sent the three to the room, otherwise they would stay overnight in the courtyard, and the three of them would be sick the next day.

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"Headache!" Ma Sanbao covered his head, his small body, which was already too strong to drink, and because of the hangover, he felt groggy and even his head was about to crack.

"Young master, breakfast has been prepared for you, the fourth highness has gone down to the court, let me tell you more, you can say whatever you want to eat, and you can change the food if you don't have the appetite." The attendant stood beside Ma Sanbao, changed into another set of clothes for Ma Sanbao, and brought breakfast to the room.

Breakfast is still very luxurious, exuding a strong aroma, so that Ma Sanbao has to be impressed by the prince's wealth, ordinary people's families, may earn a month's salary to eat this breakfast, and the prince is different, the extravagant life shows the prince's style, even in the previous life, Ma Sanbao has never eaten such a luxurious breakfast, in his impression, breakfast is porridge with salted eggs or soy milk fritters, unexpectedly, this prince prepared the palace pastries, subverting Ma Sanbao's impression.

After washing up and having breakfast, Ma Sanbao took a few guards to find a blacksmith shop in Nanjing City, what he wants to build most now is bullets, after asking for a lot of gunpowder and iron from Zhu Di, what he lacks is bullets, although the power of the gun is great, it is also a foil for bullets, without bullets, the gun lacks deterrence, he has not prepared many bullets, bullets are consumables, unlike bows and arrows that can be pulled out of other people's bodies.

"Little brother, do you strike iron? The iron tools we have here are the most prestigious in the whole capital, you can ask the people or officials in the capital casually, there is no one who doesn't like the iron tools made by our family. Outside the blacksmith shop, there was a little brother shouting, looking at Ma Sanbao, he saw that Ma Sanbao was dressed luxuriously, but hoped that Ma Sanbao could spend money to buy some ironware.

"Do you have an empty blacksmith's table? Borrow it from me? I can rent it for you. "Ma Sanbao has no interest in buying ready-made ironware, and there are no bullets to sell in the Ming Dynasty, so he has the mold he used to make bullets in Yunnan, and he urgently needs to make bullets.

"Yes, yes, hey, it's better to build it yourself than to buy our ready-made ironware." Obviously, the little brother of the blacksmith shop was a little unhappy, he thought that he would meet a broad young man, but unexpectedly, he met a slamming Ma Sanbao, Ma Sanbao dropped an hour's rent, and ran to the blacksmith table without saying a word to lock himself up.

"I don't give a penny more, I'm so stingy!" The little brother of the blacksmith shop looked at Ma Sanbao's back and couldn't help complaining, "I don't know whose young master it is, this is too picky, right?" ”

On the blacksmith table, the furnace exudes heat so that the temperature of the whole room has risen a lot, the outside world has slowly entered winter, but the room has a summer atmosphere, under the command of Ma Sanbao, the attendant threw the iron into the furnace, these attendants are all attendants who have followed Zhu Di for many years, and some have seen Ma Sanbao's AK, so they naturally understand Ma Sanbao's intentions, others to build arms is a death sentence, Ma Sanbao is different, Ma Sanbao is the reincarnation Zhuge under Zhu Di, what he does, the attendant is naturally blind to one eye.

The sound of hammers striking iron tools sounded one after another in the room, under the teaching of Ma Sanbao, several guards also simply got started, helping Ma Sanbao to create the shell of the bullet, Ma Sanbao naturally did not dare to let the attendants play with gunpowder, these people are rough people, it is good to build the shell, filling the gunpowder will definitely help, the amount of gunpowder is only known to Ma Sanbao himself.

Half of an hour has passed, Ma Sanbao's bullets have been made 100 rounds, this is Daming, not his era of assembly line technology, he even wants to propose Zhu Di to open an arms factory, but he still doesn't want his process to leak out, this is his reliance on Zhu Di's mixed wind and water, if it is too public, maybe he will not have such a high status.

An hour of time is fast and fast, Ma Sanbao is still unsatisfied, immersed in the world of iron, his door was knocked, he had to stop the work in his hand, looking at the batches of bullets, he breathed a sigh of relief, three hundred rounds of bullets are enough to deal with emergencies, the future battlefield, the gun is itself, it is used for deterrence, he doesn't want to use it to kill the enemy on a large scale, he can no longer understand the ancient war, every time he fights is tens of thousands of elites, he takes just AK, not machine guns, But there are not so many bullets used to destroy the enemy, the most important thing in war is to take prisoners, and the guns are used to kill the enemy's leaders, not to slaughter people.

Not long after leaving the blacksmith shop, Zhu Di's guards sensed that something was wrong around them, these people were veterans who had been on the battlefield for a long time, and they were naturally extremely sensitive to dealing with some unexpected situations, they looked around and felt the threat that Ma Sanbao couldn't feel.

"Young Master Ma, please stop a little, there is a murderous aura around, it seems to be aimed at us, this is the capital of the Ming Dynasty! I don't know who is so arrogant! In Ma Sanbao's eyes, the surroundings seemed to be no different from the usual, the people came and went, and the hawkers on the street also shouted and promoted their products, and those who went to the restaurant did the same, and even the government's carriage passed by on the road, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Did it make us worry too much?" The guards who were standing in place looked around and did not notice anything unusual, and at the moment when they let down their vigilance, an arrow feather silently passed through the gate of a house and shot at Ma Sanbao and the guards.

"Young Master, be careful!" A guard used his body to block Ma Sanbao's approach, he was hit by an arrow in the shoulder, bleeding profusely, this person frowned, and reached out to pull out the arrow shot in his body.

"Don't pull it out, I'll take it out for you later." Ma Sanbao stopped the movement of the guards behind him, in ancient times, many martial artists were injured by pulling out the arrow feathers on their bodies, obviously, they did not have a special understanding of medicine.

"There are assassins!" The guards stood in a circle, surrounded Ma Sanbao, and assassinated Zhu Di's henchmen on the streets of the capital of the Ming Dynasty, the assassin was obviously extraordinary.

"Leave me a crack and let me see where the assassin is." Ma Sanbao spoke, he observed the direction of the arrow shooting at the moment before from the gap left in the attendant's room, it was just an ordinary house, because the arrow feather was shot, causing the people in the room to be frightened, for fear of being affected.

"Found you!" Ma Sanbao squinted his eyes, and in the house, he followed the wide open courtyard gate and saw the assassin kneeling on the roof of the block behind, and the assassin seemed to have noticed Ma Sanbao's eyes, took his bow and prepared to release his arrows.

"Get out of the way!" Ma Sanbao pushed away the guard, picked up the AK in his hand and aimed at the assassin in the distance, the muzzle of the gun emitted fire and green smoke, and a bullet shot along the chamber of the gun, however, this bullet missed and shot at the assassin's feet, but did not hit the half-kneeling assassin.

Ma Sanbao's move was undoubtedly a startling snake, the assassin was frightened, jumped away along the eaves, and did not give the attendants a chance to pursue, in a blink of an eye, the assassin disappeared, Ma Sanbao was also annoyed, at the critical moment, he actually missed.

"Hey, it's too far away, I'm going to build a sniper rifle next time." Ma Sanbao was so angry that he kicked the bullet casings out a few meters, and accompanied by the guards, returned to the courtyard arranged by Zhu Di.

"What? Someone is assassinating me in the Ming Kingdom? Who did it? What a bold act! Zhu Di was furious, and when he heard that someone had assassinated someone in Nanjing, he looked at Ma Sanbao with some concern.

"I'm fine, it's your guard, I was hit by an arrow, put him in place, I'll help him take out the arrow feathers, absolutely painless, no injury, Your Highness help me prepare some medicinal herbs, as well as gloves and wine, the thinner the gloves, the better, the stronger the wine, the better!" Ma Sanbao opened his mouth and wrote down all the materials he needed on paper, in his previous life, he would inevitably be injured, and in many cases he would simply deal with it himself, although he would not do major surgery, but he was familiar with such a trivial matter as dealing with wounds, and even a simple anesthetic could be concocted, and his anesthetic was not taken internally, but externally, the purpose was to reduce the pain.

After the attendant brought the medicinal materials, Zhu Di, who had anger on his face, was also surprised by Ma Sanbao's skill in concocting anesthetics, the people in front of him seemed to Zhu Di to be simply omnipotent, able to compose poems, to fight, to do business, and even to heal injuries, Zhu Di admired Ma Sanbao even more, "Brother Xian, I will definitely help you find out the assassin who committed murder on the street, you can rest assured, you are under my Zhu Di, I Zhu Di, cover you!" ”

Hearing Zhu Di's words, Ma Sanbao's heart warmed, and he couldn't help but recall what those big brothers in the mixed society said to the younger brothers in middle school, and Zhu Di's domineering spirit is not lost to those big brothers in the mixed society.