The power of the "Heartless Flute" was beyond everyone's expectations, in Yang Yi's words, in the short and medium distances, the lethality of the silver needle shot was no less than that of a pistol, and a flute in the camouflage city also made it difficult for the opponent to guard against.

Monkey Jian'er stared at the iron flute in Zhou Gongyi's hand, his eyes were shining, and he said seriously: "Your Highness, this thing is very dangerous, it's best to let me keep it for you!" ”

"Stay where it's cool!" Yang Yi grabbed the chopsticks on the table and smashed them, didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned his head to Zhou Gongyi and said, "Can you figure out the structure of this thing?" ”

Zhou Gongyi shook his head and said, "It's too complicated, you need to disassemble it to see what it's like inside." ”

"How sure are you that you can figure it out?"

"Twenty percent."

Yang Yi snatched the "Heartless Flute" without the slightest hesitation, and it is usually difficult to put it back together after this complex mechanism technique is removed.

Zhou Gongyi was a little reluctant and said: "Maybe there are three percent and it is not necessarily..."

As if he hadn't heard, Yang Yi pinned the flute to his waist and said, "Come to me when you are eighty percent sure." ”

Yang Yi pointed to the silver needle nailed to the pillar and said, "Help me get some needles to cast, if you don't have a silver needle, you can do it with iron." ”

Zhou Gongyi nodded, this is not a difficult matter.

Yang Yi rolled his eyes and asked again: "I just said that your family has been studying machine tools for generations, so is there anyone else in the family who understands it now?" ”

Zhou Gongyi shook his head and said: "The craftsmanship of the family is passed down from one generation to another. ”

"What did you do when you were in the Imperial City Division before?"

Zhou Gongyi thought for a while and said: "It mainly manages and repairs some commonly used utensils in the palace, such as water dragons, water guns and other objects, which are all strange and obscene skills. ”

Yang Yi had a flash of inspiration in his mind: "Don't listen to those scholars, this is a big business, and you will help me study these things when you have the opportunity in the future." ”

The monkey on the side reminded: "Your Highness, the plaything is demoralized!" ”

"What are you playing with? Who is the mourner? Is that what is the same as ambition? Now there are fewer Confucians in this small city of Lixian? As long as my father asks about the strategy of retreating from the enemy, he will not speak one by one, and he will not use his fart. ”

Everyone didn't seem to expect Yang Yi to send such a big group, and they were a little overwhelmed.

Yang Yi waved his hand and said: "In the past two days, no one should mention scholars to me, a good country is to let these scholars be ruined, so hurry up and do your own thing." ”

Everyone hurriedly bowed down and went about their own business, only Monkey Jian'er still stood there without moving.

"Your Highness...."Monkey Jian'er said cautiously.

"If there's a fart, just say it!"

"That's... There's a reader who has been waiting for you at the inn for days...."

As soon as Monkey Jian'er finished speaking, he saw that Yang Yi's eyebrows were almost black into a line, so he quickly turned around and ran out: "He said that he is from Cangyun Village!" ”

"Wait! Come back! ”

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Under the leadership of Monkey Jian'er, Yang Yi came to a firewood room behind the inn, and saw a young man dressed as a scholar lying in the weeds of the firewood nest from the window, dragging a deck of cards in his hand, surrounded by empty wine jugs, bean husks thrown on the ground, chicken bone residue and other garbage, and he could smell a sour smell before he went in.

"You said he was from Cangyun Village?" Yang Yi wondered.

"Well, five days ago, he came to our inn and said that he was from Cangyun Village, and he knew you, and he also said anything about your appearance. Lao Hong asked him where you are, and he only said that you would come here in a few days, and he would wait for you here. We thought this man was a little strange and left him behind, but secretly arranged for someone to keep an eye on him. ”

Yang Yi frowned and looked at it for a while, the scholar looked handsome but his face was full of black autumn, and his white Confucian shirt was almost dirty to black, Yang Yi was sure that he had never seen this person.

Yang Yi pointed to the inside of the room and motioned for Monkey Jian'er to go in with him to have a look.

When the two of them walked into the room, the scholar in the Confucian shirt still played with the cards in his hand as if he had not noticed that someone was coming.

Since Yang Yi invented the card game of "Dou Master Book" when he was in the military department, it has spread rapidly in ancient times with a great lack of entertainment activities.

A few months ago, with the benefit of Yang Yi, the paper mill run by Liu Wenzheng had already made a lot of cards, and the sales were extremely hot, and they were sold out almost as soon as they were taken out. It's a pity that the workshop has not yet formed an assembly line, and the production volume is pitiful. Yang Yi has decided that he must find a way to mass produce this time when he goes back. In this era, there is no way to apply for a patent to protect rights and interests, which shows that whoever goes ahead makes money.

Nowadays, the people who have cards are basically powerful aristocrats, but I didn't expect this dirty and smelly poor scholar to have a pair.

Yang Yiqiang endured the sour smell of a room, squatting next to the scholar in a Confucian shirt and watching him play with the cards in his hand. There is no opponent, and the scholar divides the cards into three parts, plays the cards next to each other, and fights with himself.

Yang Yi looked at it for a while, the scholar's gameplay was very boring, each one had to pursue the maximum profit, and all the bombs had to be thrown out, and he would never hesitate if he had a chance to play spring.

"You're playing too aggressively." Yang Yi shook his head and said.

Hearing this, the scholar looked up at Yang Yi, his eyes were dull and made Yang Yi feel very awkward, at first glance, he thought that the scholar had not eaten enough and was listless, but after tasting it again, his eyes seemed to be full of contempt and ridicule.

Yang Yi thought he didn't understand, and pointed to the cards on the ground again, explaining: "You know everyone's cards, so it's okay to play like this, but it's too risky to play it when it's really played by multiple people." ”

The scholar put away the cards and shuffled them again, lowered his head and said, "Play two games?" ”

Yang Yi thought about it, waved his hand and motioned for Monkey Jian'er to come around, and the three of them sat in the pyre and played "Dou Master Book".

Half an hour later, Yang Yi was already sweating, this was the first time he had met someone in Daguang who was better at playing the "Dou Master Book" than himself. Moreover, the good thing is not a little bit, because in the past half an hour, all the belongings on him and Monkey Jian'er have been won away by this sloppy scholar.

According to the scholar, he has always been playing by himself. There are many good people who play landlords in later generations, mentality, calculation and luck are the keys to determining the outcome of the victory, but the scholar in front of him who looks a little sluggish has taken the mentality and calculation to the extreme, which is a very terrible thing.

"No more playing!"

Yang Yi couldn't take out a copper plate that he had already lost, and the monkey tip on the side was also relieved when he heard it, and he really cried if he lost like this.

The scholar glanced at Yang Yi and the others, and made sure that there was indeed no silver on them, so he put away the cards with an expressionless face, and then twisted out two broken silver from a large pile of silver and copper coins in front of him, handed them to Monkey Jian'er and said, "Two pots of wine, a chicken, I have a treat." ”