Zhao Shiheng is ready to be a lamb to be slaughtered, and has already given Liu Yuanshan a chance to open his mouth, after all, the price is also a kind of confidence for the other party. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But Liu Yuanshan still refuses to trade!

What does this mean?

It shows that the profit of osmanthus soap is huge, and it should be above his conjecture.

"Ten thousand taels of silver!" Zhao Shiheng opened his mouth well, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, it was 10,000 taels, but at the same time, he also added a condition: "10,000 taels of silver, after you give me this formula, even your Liu family can no longer produce it!" ”

Zhao Shiheng felt that this price was enough to scare Liu Yuanshan into tears, but Liu Yuanshan was still light and light, as if 10,000 taels of silver didn't even weigh a tael in his heart.

"Good tea!" After waiting for a long time, I only waited for Liu Yuanshan's words: "Master Zhao said that he laughed, I saw that your old man drank a lot of wine at noon, otherwise, how about you rest for a while?" ”

Of course Zhao Shiheng was not drunk, on the contrary, he was sober and ruthless at the moment, looking at Liu Yuanshan's eyes showing three points of unkindness, snorted twice, then took a deep breath, stood up and said: "San Lang, you really refuse to sell?" ”

The tone is extremely stiff!

Liu Yuanshan was not afraid of him, and smiled and said, "Master Zhao, forgive me, when I want to sell, the kid will contact you again!" ”

"You ......" Zhao Shiheng smiled and said, "Okay, good, good, you remember it for the old man!" ”

"Daddy!" Zhao Heng ran over from outside, hugged Zhao Shiheng's body, and said, "Dad, your old man has drunk too much, I'll help you go to rest." He smiled at Liu Yuanshan again and said, "Buying and selling is not benevolent, my father's words are a little too much, San Lang should not take it to heart." ”

"It's fine!" Liu Yuanshan stood up and was about to leave, but was stopped by Zhao Heng again, and said, "San Lang, don't leave first, I just got a gadget recently, I'll show you later!" ”

"Yes!" Zhao Shiheng left with a black face, and when he left, he told Zhao Heng: "Greet San Lang well, don't be lazy." ”

"Dad, don't worry!" Zhao Heng sent Zhao Shiheng out of the small courtyard, looked at Liu Yuanshan and smiled slightly, but said in his heart: No matter how good you are now, wait until you see that thing, won't you be scared?

"San Lang, please be seated!"

"Yes!" Liu Yuanshan sat on the stool again, looked at Zhao Heng full of curiosity, and asked, "Master Xiucai shows me something, I can't wait!" ”

Zhao Heng said: "You and I are brothers, not like this." He arched his hand and said, "San Lang wait a minute, I'll come when I go." ”

He didn't run out of the courtyard, but went straight into a small, dilapidated room, which he had obviously prepared, and now he went inside, and in less than ten seconds he came out with one more thing in his hand.

When Liu Yuanshan saw that thing, he was really startled: Nima, this thing is, fire gun!

I'm going to be O's, I'm not going to use this thing to kill Lao Tzu this shit, I'm going to get you three, I'm really fucking unlucky.

Wait a minute!

Zhao Heng's expression doesn't seem to want to me, this is: show off? Intimidate? Threat?

Hey!

Zhao Heng held something in his hand, walked up to the stunned Liu Yuanshan, looked at him like a bun, and said, "San Lang, do you know what this thing is?" ”

"This is? Firebolt? Liu Yuanshan stretched out his hand and touched the barrel of the gun, and the length of the barrel was more than one meter.

"Sort of, but this one is even more powerful than those fire guns in the Beijing camp, this is a bird gun!" Zhao Heng took the bird gun in his hand, aimed it at a straw man not far in front of him, and said to Liu Yuanshan: "This bird gun is passed down from the Wa Kingdom, and I heard that it is a Westerner's thing, and it is much more accurate than those fire guns in Beijing!" ”

"Someone!" With Zhao Heng's order, another subordinate walked out of the dilapidated room, holding a fire fold in his hand, walked up to Zhao Heng and lit the fire rope on the bird's gun.

The red rope of "Zizi Zi Zi ......" was quickly ignited and gradually became shorter, Zhao Heng held the bird gun against his chest with both hands, and after a while, he only heard a "bang" sound, and an iron ball shot out of the firearm, which hit the straw man's head straight forward.

The straw man had white paper on his head, and a hole the thickness of a finger appeared on it, Liu Yuanshan looked at it, and it was almost at the chin.

"Awesome, awesome!" The subordinate clapped his hands, looked at the bird gun in Zhao Heng's hand with an excited face, and said, "If this is a real person with flesh and blood, I'm afraid it has become a corpse by now, right?" ”

"Hmm!" Zhao Heng nodded, turned back to Liu Yuanshan and said, "What does San Lang think?" ”

I thought I would see Liu Yuanshan's frightened pale face, but when he came to his senses, not only did his face not change and his heart did not beat, but Nima was slowly sipping tea with tea.

Zhao Heng's face was covered with black lines, and he said secretly: This guy is not unknowledgeable and doesn't know what this thing is, right?

There is such a possibility!

"It's okay, it's just that the accuracy is a little off!" Liu Yuanshan stood up from the stool with a smile, clapped his hands and walked to Zhao Heng's side, and said: "If I guessed correctly, the second son should have aimed at the straw man's forehead just now, but in the end it only hit his chin, if it was a real person, this shot would not necessarily be able to kill!" ”

Belch......

Zhao Heng was a little speechless, he was really aiming at the straw man's forehead just now.

"You're standing almost twenty paces away from the straw man, and you're aiming at the straw man's forehead, but you end up hitting the straw man's jaw, which doesn't mean you can't aim accurately!" Liu Yuanshan walked to Zhao Heng's side and looked at the straw man thirty meters away in front of him and talked.

"Oh? Why is that? ”

Zhao Heng has used this gun many times, and the accuracy of each shot is surprisingly poor, either left or right, sometimes it is up and down, and there is no one in the middle, and at the beginning he thought that his skills were not good, but after using it many times, he always felt that it was not like this.

Now that Liu Yuanshan said it himself, he forgot his task for a moment and asked him for advice.

"That's because, your Rausch bird gun, it's not allowed in itself!" Liu Yuanshan smiled innocently, pointed to the bird and asked, "Can I take a look!" ”

"Uh...... Good! ”

Zhao Heng originally wanted to refuse, but thinking that there was no gunpowder in the bird's gun, it didn't matter if he lent it to Liu Yuanshan to take a look.

Liu Yuanshan didn't look much at it, he directly put his finger into the barrel, groped back and forth twice, and found that the inner wall was slippery and there was no rifling at all, and nodded secretly: Although this gun is from the West, it is the prototype of a flintlock pistol, but it is indeed not rifled, no wonder the accuracy is so bad!

And this gun is not a flintlock, it is ignited by an arquebus, it is really a very primitive kind, and I don't know how many years it will take to evolve into a rifled gun. (To be continued.) )