After some washing, Zhao Shuo came to the living room and sat on the main seat. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoFluttershy sensibly pours him a bowl of tea. Zhao Shuo picked up the tea bowl, blew the tea leaves that were still floating, and took a sip gently.

"Hasn't Lingyun come back yet?" Putting down the tea bowl, Zhao Shuo asked softly.

"Lord Wang, do you want the slave to go to the front yard to have a look?"

The mansion arranged by Yan Kuan for Zhao Shuo is divided into two courtyards, Zhao Shuo lives in the backyard alone, and Gonggong Feng, Ling Yun and others all live in the front yard, which can be regarded as a kind of defense of the backyard. Lingyun takes the Holy Decree to ask for the materials for the cannonballs, and Fluttershy doesn't know if she's back now, so she answers.

"No need." Zhao Shuo put down the tea bowl. "If that guy gets the shell material, he'll come to me."

Knock knock~

As soon as Zhao Shuo's words fell, there was a knock on the door.

"Lord Wang, have you rested? If they rest, the old slave and Second Lieutenant Ling will come to see you tomorrow. ”

Listening to the voice, it was Gonggong Feng who spoke. And from the voice, it can be known that Gonggong Feng is not alone, and Ling Yun is also following.

Zhao Shuo smiled. "It's okay, come in!"

Gonggong Feng hesitated for a moment before pushing open the door and leading Ling Yun into the living room.

"Second Lieutenant Ling, it seems that you have fulfilled your mission this time." Zhao Shuo looked at Ling Yun and spoke.

"Thanks to the blessing of the prince, the last general will live up to his mission this time!"

As he spoke, Ling Yun opened the package in his hand, and then Zhao Shuo saw more than a dozen cloth bags, large and small.

"This is the cannonball material you brought to Yan Kuan?" Zhao Shuo frowned. "Isn't it too little?"

Ling Yun was stunned for a moment, knowing that Zhao Shuo had misunderstood, and hurriedly said. "Lord Wang, the last general has already brought back all the materials that can be used to make cannonballs from the Yanzhou Mansion Treasury. These ......" paused, Ling Yun strengthened his courage before speaking. "These are specially prepared for the prince by the last general."

"Ling Yun, it's not that difficult to find a blacksmith now, right? If you can't find it, the old slave can do it for you! "Gonggong Feng didn't agree with Ling Yun to come to Zhao Shuo, he had already blocked all the way, and now he had no choice but to continue to block it. Because with his understanding of Zhao Shuo, it is impossible for Zhao Shuo to make cannonballs.

"Father-in-law Feng, I've said it many times, this is not the same thing as finding a blacksmith!" Ling Yun was quite helpless, but the more he was, the more he believed that Zhao Shuo couldn't make a cannonball.

Fluttershy brought Lingyun's package to Zhao Shuo, who opened each pouch and frowned, "Do you need so many materials to make gunpowder in this era?" In contemporary times, only three simple ones are needed.

Seeing Zhao Shuo's 'melancholy' expression, Ling Yun felt a little proud in his heart. In terms of making gunpowder, from childhood to adulthood, except for his father Ling Zhen, he has never paid attention to the rest of the people.

"Lord Wang, to make artillery shells, these materials are necessary, and they must be carefully matched according to a certain proportion, if there is a material that is not handled properly, it may cause irreparable losses."

Zhao Shuo smiled. "Second Lieutenant Ling, go back first! Come back tomorrow morning, and when the time comes, the king will give you a satisfying answer! ”

"Early tomorrow morning?" Ling Yun's eyes widened, and his whole face froze. To make a cannonball overnight, and not yet need the shell of iron and lead, is simply a dream and a fantasy in his opinion.

"The truth and the falsehood will be known tomorrow, Second Lieutenant Ling, go back and have a good rest!" The corners of Zhao Shuo's mouth rose, waved his hand, and issued an order to evict customers.

Ling Yun was confused, he felt that Zhao Shuo was probably bluffing, but Zhao Shuo's extremely calm and leisurely expression didn't look like he was pretending. He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say!

"Alright, let's go back first!" Zhao Shuo waved his hand again.

Ling Yun bowed, with a big question mark, and left.

After Ling Yun left, Gonggong Feng came over. "Lord Wang, what should I do now? Or the old slave will go to the government office and get a few shells. ”

"The cannonballs in the state capital look like they were made by the Gunpowder Bureau, do you think Ling Yun is so easy to fool!" Zhao Shuo shook his head speechlessly.

"The prince has been instructed by the gods, and the slave believes that the prince will be able to make cannonballs." Fluttershy clenched her little fists and said firmly.

"Alright, it seems that some of you are busy today." Zhao Shuo rubbed the tip of his nose. "Go and get Yan Wu."

"Ahh Looking for Sister Yan Wu, could it be that Sister Yan Wu can make cannonballs? Fluttershy looks completely incredulous.

Zhao Shuo doesn't answer Fluttershy, but orders in a slightly harsh tone. "Hurry up!"

Fluttershy sticks out her tongue and trots out to the front yard to find Yan Wu.

When it doesn't take place, Fluttershy and Yan Dance make their way to the backyard living room out of breath.

"Lord Wang, what are your orders!" As soon as he entered the door, Yan Wu saluted.

"Don't be in a hurry, take a sip of tea first, slowly." Zhao Shuo said with a smile.

Yan Wu drank tea, while Zhao Shuo found a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and then drew on the paper.

There was not much time, and Zhao Shuo handed the paper to Yan Wu. "Can you make this thing?"

Zhao Shuo painted the appearance and general structure of the wooden grenade, because of the details, he didn't know at all.

Yan Wu frowned. "This, the slave can try, but whether it can be made, the slave and the maid dare not guarantee."

Outside, Yan Wu calls himself the last general, and when no one is around, he still calls himself a slave.

Zhao Shuo scratched his head, then smiled and took another piece of paper. This time the speed was faster, and in a few seconds, Zhao Shuo handed the paper to Yan Wu.

"Lord Wang, what is this?" After taking the paper, Yan Wu was even more confused.

This time, Zhao Shuo's painting is very simple, the top is two semicircles, the middle is a complete circle, and the bottom is a circle with a small tail.

"Yan Wu, the top is to have two wooden semicircles, these two semicircles should be able to form a circle, and one of the semicircles should have a small hole to be used as a lead for the cannonball to pass through." Zhao Shuo pointed and explained from top to bottom.

"How big is this circle?" Yan Wu pondered for a moment and asked.

"The size of a fist is enough." Zhao Shuo paused for a moment and said again. "This semicircular shell shouldn't be too thick!" He thought for a moment, then pointed to the tea bowl on the table. "The thickness is as good as that of a tea bowl."

After pondering for a while, Yan Wu spoke. "This should be fine, it just takes some time."

"It's too long!" Zhao Shuo said with a wry smile. "We only have one night."

"Don't worry, the slave can be done in two hours." Yan Wu said categorically.

"Well, if that's the case, this king will give you a great credit." Zhao Shuo smiled, and at this time he really had confidence in his heart.

Yan Wu left to make wooden shells, Zhao Shuo looked at more than a dozen materials, shook his head, and jumped out of sulfur, saltpeter, and charcoal.