Chapter Twenty-Five: The Mighty Great White

After staying in Linghe City for a long time, Yang Fan is also used to getting up early and talking early. It was still the fifth watch, so he got up with his eyes closed, wiped his face, and was about to rush to the thirteenth peak. Today, I have to make the formula of cement even if I say anything.

As soon as he left the camp, he found several of his self-appointed captains anxiously circling in front of his camp. Seeing Yang Fan come out, Lao He hurriedly ran over, his brows were tightly locked, and said, "Lord Yang, Qi Dabai is gone!" ”

"Gone? When did it disappear? Yang Fan's spirit was shocked and he sobered up a lot.

"My lord, I know that Dabai will not do such a sneaky thing, there must be something urgent...... will ......" Lao Hong, who is good with Qi Dabai, was so anxious that he almost cried. I was afraid that Yang Fan would tell them about their birthday at this time, and they would be killed.

"Don't worry, talk slowly, when will you not be there." Yang Fan told a few people to calm down.

Lao Liu, who was digging the stone mine, said: "When I came back yesterday, I was gone. I thought it was convenient for him to go, and I didn't care. But when I got up in the morning, a few people asked, only to know that he was gone yesterday. ”

"Disappeared yesterday?" Yang Fan nodded, "Got it." I'll hold this down first. Let's see, gather five hundred brothers and go to the Thirteen Peaks to continue your work. Qi Dabai's work was first carried by those deputies. ”

"Hey, hey. Several people breathed a sigh of relief. With Yang Fan pressing first, they should also slow down first. ”

Linghe City has also been built, and in another month, it is estimated that it will be completed. Yang Fan now has a question, that is, when will he Huang Taiji come, he forgot. There will be a battle in the Daling River, which is what Zu Dashou also knows; It was determined that Huang Taiji was going to besiege the city and send reinforcements, which Yang Fan knew, but at this time, when Yang Fan was studying history, he didn't look at it carefully, who knew that he would travel to the Ming Dynasty.

June? July? Or August?

Yang Fan made a question mark, and the dark horse moved forward. Now in the Thirteen Peaks, Yang Fan has a plan, which is to establish a revolutionary base area in accordance with the path of Comrade Mao back then.

"Look, my lord. There's smoke over there! ”

Yang Fan looked at Pingdingshan, there was smoke? Could it be those nail households?

"Drive!" The dark horse goes first, and rushes away.

As soon as the day dawned, the fire by the blast furnace was longing. Yang Fan rushed to the bottom of the Pingding Mountain and saw a person squatting next to the blast furnace, holding a small hammer and constantly knocking on the cement bricks on the ground. There were already hundreds of broken bricks piled on the ground, and the hammer stopped when it hit the last cement brick.

Yang Fan got off the horse and walked over slowly. He saw that the figure was trembling with excitement. The little hammer was knocked down again, and it was still the crisp sound, which made the back even more excited. Yang Fan could even hear the man's muttering voice, "Success!" I did it! ”

Suddenly, the back paused, as if he thought of something. This time, he lifted the hammer even higher. I smashed it down, only to hear a crisp cracking sound, and the cement bricks no longer shattered into powder like the previous ones, really like porcelain, shattered into flakes. The man picked up a few beloved fragments, and as soon as he turned around, he said in astonishment: "Lord Yang? ”

Hundreds of people behind him gradually gathered around. Lao Hong, who was playing a round in the back, hurriedly ran up and shouted, "Qi Dabai, what's the matter with you?" You don't come home all night, you know a few of us didn't sleep well all night for you. Fortunately, there is Lord Yang on top, otherwise your kid would have died a long time ago. ”

Qi Dabai's eyes were red, and he couldn't wait to hand over a few cement bricks in his hand to Yang Fan, and said excitedly: "My lord, I succeeded." You want the kind of cement that is as hard as porcelain, and not easy to break. ”

Yang Fan took the cement brick, it was indeed very hard, he looked at the waste materials on the ground again, and asked, "You haven't slept all night?" ”

Qi Dabai smiled innocently, and rubbed his hands habitually on the edge of his clothes, "As long as you can adjust the cement that adults want, it's worth it." His smile made Yang Fan's eyelids tremble. Yang Fan's throat moved, and he shouted: "Come on, tie Qi Dabai to me!" ”

"Huh?" Qi Dabai's face changed, and his mouth opened wide in surprise.

Originally, the captains behind him also followed Lehe, and they were also surprised at this time. "Your Excellency, Your Excellency! Although Qi Dabai was at fault, he also paid a lot of effort for the adult's cement. My lord, spare him. ”

"Yes, sir. Spare Qi Dabai......"

Yang Fan snorted coldly and said, "Tie Qi Dabai to Linghe City, don't sleep until early tomorrow morning, and don't come back!" ”

"Huh?" Qi Dabai's face changed and changed, and before he could understand what was going on, he was tied up by several officers and soldiers who came up from behind, carried on his horse, and began to pull towards Linghe City.

When he realized that Yang Fan was kind-hearted, he struggled and shouted, "My lord! I'm not tired. I'm going to make cement! Qi Dabai struggled, attracting ridicule from everyone.

"Don't beg for mercy. It's good that I didn't lock you up. So much crap to put you to sleep. Yang Fan scolded with a smile, "Everyone else is doing yesterday's work." ”

"That's right." Yang Fan ran over and almost forgot to get the cement formula out of this kid's mouth. As a promising young man in the 21st century, I didn't expect to get the formula of cement from an ancient person in the 17th century, and I was really ashamed to go home.

In addition to burning cement, the blast furnace also specially burned a lot of quicklime, but it was all arranged by Yang Fan in a secret place, and he didn't know what to do with it.

A large number of farmland is reclaimed on Tianluojing Mountain, at the place where it is forty meters away from the top of the mountain, there is a cone-shaped stone kiln, the perennial clear spring in the pond is continuous, the water of the pond is rippling, there is a stone beam of about 80 centimeters thick on the edge of the pond standing horizontally on the edge of the cliff, it is a natural wonder. There are three stone carvings clearly visible above the Tianluo Well, among them, "Tianshui Stone Spring" is engraved in the sixth year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, and there is a poem "The congenital water stone is the spring, a drink is cool and refreshing, but the more the husband quenches his thirst, who can draw to the side of the mountain". There is also a huge stone carving "Green Cliff Cliff" on the cliff, each word reaches one meter square.

Yang Fan didn't know what crops Xu Guangqi would bring back, anyway, he didn't understand, but he just wrote the soil quality of the mountains roughly in the letter, believing that with the level of the old Xu Gongren, he should bring back suitable crops. Whatever, let's talk about it after cultivating it first.

Now Yang Fan likes these thirteen peaks more and more, and on the top of Tianluojing Mountain, the highest altitude, Yang Fan also specially ordered a hidden command post. It is the commanding heights, and in terms of military status, especially in ancient times, seizing the commanding heights is a key element.

Of course, the only unpleasant thing is that the neighbors at the foot of the mountain ran up every now and then, saying that they had disturbed the pure land of Buddhism, and asked Yang Fan to drop and drip. Later, Yang Fan was also annoyed, so he simply threatened to tear down the temple if he was annoyed again. After finally learning from Yang Fan's intention to demolish the temple, the temple of Wanghai Temple no longer dared to go up the mountain to disturb Yang Fan, a little bully......