Zhang Mancang, as a general of Zhao State, although he was a nobleman, he also knew that the people were very miserable, but what he never expected was that the people in the city would be so poor that they were already hungry in the fields where the rats were crazy.

"Damn, those temple moths, I really want to catch them one by one and bury them with this bunch of wild dogs and rats!" Zhang Mancang scolded viciously.

Scolding and scolding, Zhang Mancang knew that as a military general, he had no way to improve people's livelihood, but after thinking about it, he thought about it again: "Since you can starve rats like this...... Hiss...... The 'Xuan' in the potential city must not be having a good time! They don't dare to do evil in the city now, it's just that they can survive for some time, but if they are forced to be anxious......" Thinking of this, Zhang Mancang immediately said to Xiao Lizi beside him: "Tomorrow, you send someone to release the news in the west of the city, saying that you see people with tattoos on their faces entering and leaving the city freely without being checked. After that, the officers and soldiers on duty don't need to be checked, just stand! ”

Xiao Lizi was puzzled when he heard this: "I don't know what the meaning of the general is like this?" ”

Zhang Mancang replied: "The old man naturally wants to lure the 'Xuan' and the criminals out of the city, so that they can be wiped out outside the city!" If I let them enter the city again, I am afraid that they will really become those hungry rats and kill the people in my city! ”

Xiao Lizi couldn't help but be shocked into a cold sweat when he heard this, and when he answered, he went to work non-stop. At this time, on the southern city wall, thousands of laborers were divided into hundreds of groups, and they were tied to their hands and feet by ropes, and from time to time, a piercing whipping and the screams of labor were remembered in the air.

Zhang Mancang didn't seem to hear this, and even in his opinion, the screams of the laborers were extremely pleasant. After Xiao Li Zi left, Zhang Mancang didn't pay attention to Li Shi, who was still paralyzed on the ground, but went straight down to the city and walked towards Old Doctor Liu's house again.

Zhao Zheng vomited so much at this time that he almost fell to the ground. Zhao Zheng has also seen it gnawed into mud by rats, after all, the tragic situation of the big dog and the second dog at that time is still haunting Zhao Zheng's heart. At this time, the scene in front of him was nothing to Zhao Zheng, "I'll go...... Father...... Lao Tzu has to think of a way, always go on like this, and make a fart money with these poor ghosts! ”

Zhao Zheng knew that if he wanted to make money, then he had to have money first, after all, it was very dangerous for the rich and noble to earn money, and he didn't want to provoke those dignitaries at this time.

Just as Zhao Zheng was thinking about it, Feng Youcai returned to Zhao Zheng with all his disciples.

"Master, you vomited too?" Shen Lang saw that Zhao Zheng's little face was miserable.

Zhao Zheng shook his head in embarrassment when he heard this, and said, "Not only did he vomit, but even the bitter bile was vomited out for the teacher!" ”

The disciples smiled when they heard this, and at this time they suddenly realized that their master was not a high-minded, unpredictable, and immortal god who could not see the head and tail of the dragon, but a flesh-and-blood, living person!

"Master, the firewood and grass have been found, but it's just ......" Feng Youcai pointed to the big rotten meat stall on the ground that stretched for dozens of meters.

Zhao Zhengfang only cared about vomiting and ignored the issue of cremation for a while, but at this time, Feng Youcai reminded him that this matter was extremely tricky. "Damn, such a big stall, how can I burn it!" Zhao Zheng looked at the barbecue pile hundreds of meters square in front of him, and he felt a sense of powerlessness that he had never felt before.

"How good it would be if I had gasoline at this time, even if I didn't have it, alcohol would do it!" Zhao Zheng wrinkled his face and muttered uncontrollably.

"Master?"

Feng Youcai saw that Zhao Zheng didn't speak, but muttered something to himself, and then shouted.

Zhao Zheng's mind was flipped rapidly at this time, and at this time he wanted to find an effective method from his cognition, but even if he searched his stomach and racked his brains, he still found nothing in the end.

"Fuck, is it going to be like this?"

If it was placed in normal times, Zhao Zheng would have run away with oil on the soles of his feet, but now that all the apprentices are retreating at this time, then wouldn't the character he had created with all his heart collapse in an instant? Thinking of this, Zhao Zhengxin said to Feng Youcai: "If you spread the firewood flat like this, it will not burn thoroughly at all, but it will cause trouble. As he spoke, he turned around and asked, "Do you recognize the two stones of nitrate and sulfur?" ”

Hearing this, everyone nodded in unison and said, "These are naturally recognized, I don't know what the master uses the nitrate sulfur stone for?" ”

Zhao Zheng grinned when he heard this: "Naturally, it is to make gunpowder!" ”

"Gunpowder! Hiss...... Could it be that it is ......" Feng Youcai was very excited when he heard this, and he was speechless for a while.

"That's right, it's what I used to make mines for the division before!" Zhao Zheng replied.

Feng Youcai threw the firewood and grass on his shoulder, and then said excitedly: "Master, let's say how much you need, and the apprentice will go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, and he will not give up!" As soon as Feng Youcai said this, behind him, nine apprentices immediately responded.

Zhao Zheng was very satisfied when he heard this: "This is the best!" It's just that this firewood and grass don't have to be thrown away, and you still need to pick up some more, and tonight the teacher will use this wood to make charcoal! ”

"What?"

When Feng Youcai and the others heard that Zhao Zheng was going to make charcoal from the collected firewood and grass, they were very puzzled and muttered in their hearts: "Make carbon? Hiss...... Could it be that black carbon is still needed in this gunpowder? ”

Zhao Zheng was in the mood to explain so much to them here at this time, and said while walking towards the road he came from while holding his breath: "You will understand when you are done for the teacher!" As he spoke, he ran away with oil on the soles of his feet.

"This old guy ......"

The crowd shook their heads speechlessly, and then followed with firewood and grass. When Zhao Zheng and his party returned to the dilapidated house, Shen Lang had already fallen asleep, while the three survivors in the inner room stopped breathing forever at this time. "Alas...... Two thousand years from now, these three people would not have died! Zhao Zheng sighed to himself with regret.

In Zhao Zheng's opinion, although these three people are dead, they are still extremely lucky, at least they can be buried with the help of Zhao Zheng. Let the apprentice dig a pit nearby and bury the three people, and then start preparing to make black charcoal.

Making black charcoal is nothing new for Feng Youcai and others, but how to use it to make gunpowder is extremely mysterious to Feng Youcai, but Zhao Zheng didn't want to teach him at this time, and then Zhao Zheng sent Feng Youcai and others out to find wood and nitrate sulfur stone, and after all ten people disappeared, Zhao Zheng pushed Shen Lang and said: "Hey! Don't sleep, teach you how to make gunpowder! ”

Zhao Zheng didn't speak loudly, which really made Shen Lang's originally tight eyes open instantly......