Chapter Ninety-One: Smoke and the Great Voyage

Meng Zhijing said that sending them a fortune will fall on the creativity of this little gentleman. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info haha, not only does he have a god-like little gentleman, but he can also get a fortune, this is his grandmother's, it seems that he has to smash his head when a pie falls from the sky, and he can't hide.

"Picture, you're sure to look at it. Put it away. Gong Yi Nianhuai pointed to the drawings, his eyes swept to Meng Zhijing, and said casually, "If the day after tomorrow, when Stone comes, he can put a few salutes, but his face will grow." ”

"What? The day after tomorrow, Stone is sentenced? The ears were taller than a rabbit's ears, and the expression on his face immediately became bright.

"Haha, Nian Huai, this is the three-person cannon you are talking about. Hey, little brother, I'm still here," Meng Zhijing waved his hand, "Forget it, Yan Zuotou, you, the person who led you should go back quickly." It's not far away, if you don't understand something, send someone to find you, little gentleman. ”

"Yes, Meng Gongzi, when Yuan Zhi comes, look at the torches shining in the surrounding tuntian, there must be something urgent, if it is useful to the place of the courtyard, please Meng Gongzi just open his mouth, Yuan Zhi will not spare manpower to do his best."

"Hey, Yan Zuotou, I have to ask you about this cheap gentleman, he made it up." Meng Zhijing pointed to the Gong Nian Huai who was holding a bowl and squeaking tea.

Yan Shi held the picture in his arms, and his eyes narrowed into a slit, "Mr. also understands the way of Tuntian?" Yan Shi understands in his heart that a person who eats craft rice can start a mountain and set up a museum to teach apprentices if he can study a craft in his life.

And the young man in front of him, who can make powerful gunpowder, can draw vivid pictures on paper, and what a shocking scene it would be if the iron pipe and spindle-like things on the pictures became real in his own hands.

Now you can still put a hand in the tuntian, oh, and this porcelain jar in the yard, according to the Niu Ben, it seems to be used to make some kind of miracle medicine, this, this half-grown child, no, is he already his own husband, or is he still a human?

Wouldn't he become a disciple of God?

"There's more to it than you know. Time is pressing, take your people back. "Gong Yi Nianhuai began to put on music, and he had the style of being a gentleman.

"Yes, Na Yuan Zhi retired." Yan Fang put down the pattern, straightened his clothes, and respectfully saluted the Gong Chuan Nianhuai and Meng Zhijing, then picked up the pattern, and after withdrawing three steps, he turned around and walked out of the backyard quickly.

"I really don't know if this Yan is a blessing or a curse for you." Meng Zhijing looked at Yan Shi's back and disappeared into the aisle, and said a word leisurely.

"Haha, Brother Meng, if you are jealous, just say it, and when will you learn yin and yang." Gong Nian Huai was so tired that he threw himself into the chair early, leaning on the back of the chair on all sides, and his posture was very unorthodox.

"Hehe, Nian Huai, you passed the news of Stone's sentence to Zaoyang to Yan Fang, do you want Yan Fang to give this three-person cannon of yours to a three-person cannon, and dedicate it to Stone's judgment. Hi, don't shake your head, and don't deny it. After Meng Zhijing finished speaking, he smiled wickedly, looked at Gong Yi Nianhuai, his legs trembled, and he was very proud.

"Haha, I'll tell you a story later. However, the younger brother wants to ask, is Brother Meng not optimistic about this three-person cannon? In fact, its official name should be called mortar. Gong Yi Nianhuai also shook his legs, more vigorously than Meng Zhijing, but fortunately, the wood used to make the chair was shock-resistant, and there was only a slight noise, and he didn't scream yet.

"Mortar! What is the official name? Meng Zhijing jumped up from the chair all of a sudden, sat back with a thud, and confiscated it.

"Nian Huai, why do you say it's the official name, could it be that this kind of mortar has been there for a long time? Which country and when? "Meng Zhijing is really anxious, with his understanding of Gongyi Nianhuai, whatever he comes up with must not be ordinary.

This mortar looks very simple, and it can't even be called simple, because the simple one is nothing, and the only thing that is appreciable is something like a spindle, because it looks more complicated and has some doorways. It's such a thing that doesn't look like a thing, and it can be compared to a three-bowed eight-bull crossbow operated by a hundred people? Cut, jokes don't have to be told like that.

However, because it came from the hand of Gong Nian Huai, obedient to the voice, this kind of forced artillery has been used somewhere, then its power must be at least equivalent to a three-bow and eight-bull crossbow, otherwise Gong Nian Huai would not have taken it out.

Of course, Meng Zhijing thought so, he took it for granted that Gong Yi Nianhuai knew the power of the three-bow and eight-ox crossbow. Who would have thought that the person opposite Meng Zhijing had not even touched a single cow hair with three bows and eight ox crossbows.

As a child of a general's family, his understanding of combat effectiveness must be a few streets away from the public. Even if the power of a single mortar is not as good as that of a three-bowed eight-bull crossbow, looking at the picture, it is a bit rich to be operated by three people, if this is the case, then the power of the cluster use is much greater than that of the three-bowed eight-ox crossbow.

"Hehe, Brother Meng, the little brother can tell you responsibly that this mortar is the first and of course the only one in this time and space. You don't look at who's sitting here. Gong Nian Huai pointed to his nose with his thumb very awesomely.

"Then, since it's the first gate, how did you come up with it, or did your people jointly research it and give it to you?" Meng Zhijing didn't believe in the statement that Gong Yi Nian Huai, and as soon as something new came out, he posted the surname Gong Yi. The surname of Gong Yi is not a telephone pole in later generations, and any small advertisement can be pasted up.

"Brother Meng, it seems that the younger brother has to give you popular science, and it's okay now, just be a rehearsal before the younger brother runs a university and becomes a professor."

"Hey, Nian Huai, the little brother admits that your skills are first-class after the public defeat, and if you want to talk about running a university as a professor, hey, what is this university you are talking about, what is the professor, how does the little brother think that the meaning of these two titles seems to be different from the understanding of the little brother." There are too many new words in Gong Nianhuai's mouth, which makes Meng Zhijing always deviate, and he doesn't know what to say when he speaks, and he digresses for thousands of miles.

"Hehe, my younger brother's university is a place to cultivate all kinds of talents, professors, people who are proficient in a certain type of knowledge, and these people teach students in the university."

"Isn't it the academy?" Meng Zhijing pursed his lips, as if he was disdainful.

"Academy, there are some similarities. Does the academy train blacksmiths, I can in my university. ”

"Hehe, don't be funny, how can a blacksmith enter the academy? Your university can teach blacksmiths, that's the biggest joke my brother heard this year. Hum! Meng Zhijing simply twisted his face to the side, which was too different from his understanding.

"Okay, Brother Meng, I see, let's go to bed early, from now until Stone leaves Zaoyang, we may not have a good night's sleep. The younger brother is no longer accompanied. Gong Yi Nianhuai saw that Meng Zhijing was not interested in his university, and he came up sleepy.

"Nian Huai, as long as you don't talk about your university training blacksmiths, the little brother will listen to your idea of running a university again, and the little brother can also provide some suggestions." Meng Zhijing's excitement hasn't passed yet, how can he let Gong Nian Huai go to sleep.

"Hey, Brother Meng, Sensei said that training blacksmiths, the younger brother's university also wants to train some farmers, and also train some stable women who deliver livestock, giving birth to cubs is a very painful and dangerous thing, and things related to life are not trivial. Brother Meng, what do you think of the junior brother's university? Gong Nian Huai stood up and went back to the house to get the toiletries.

"Livestock give birth to cubs and have to stabilize the mother, nonsense!" Meng Zhijing turned his head to look at Gong Yi Nianhuai yawned and returned to the house, whispering his dissatisfaction.

"Brother Meng, where is Brother Zhang?" Gong Nian Huai bit the sandalwood toothbrush and walked out of the house, and suddenly there were only two of them left in the yard.

"Well, let's go to the front yard." Meng Zhijing stood up lazily, "I'll go to the front yard and take a look, Niu Ben is also there, oh, Nianhuai, didn't you let them grind the ingredients?" It's not going to happen. "The more Meng said this, the more worried he became, those are all used to prepare gunpowder, how dangerous it is.

"It's okay, they don't smoke, where will there be sparks, besides, who has nothing to do with saltpeter and fall to the ground, and they don't know how to smash it with a sledgehammer, don't worry." Gong Yi Nianhuai looked at Meng Zhijing's figure and disappeared into the darkness.

"Smoking?" Gong Nian Huai was stunned with a toothbrush in his hand, how long has it been since he quit smoking?

Gong Nian Huai put the towel on his shoulder, hurriedly turned around and went back to the house, pulled out his backpack, and took out a box of Chinese from the innermost compartment.

He pulled one out, put it on his nose and sniffed, "Well, it's still the same smell." Hey, why didn't you stuff a few more boxes into your bag at that time, now it's okay, smoke one less one, don't smoke it, it will return to moisture and mold in a few days. ”

Gong Nian Huai carefully stuffed the Chinese cigarette into the compartment of his backpack, put the cigarette on his mouth and lit it on the candle, and took a puff. The internal organs immediately cheered, and a cigarette line went straight to the heel.

Smoking a cigarette, Gong Nian Huai stopped washing, sat back in the chair, leaned his head back on the back of the chair, and slowly enjoyed the laziness of his whole body without smoking for a week.

"No, with the first one, I want the second one, and after I draw it, it's gone. I don't seem to have heard that there are alternatives to tobacco. This thing is still in South America, how can I get some of it? ”

Gong Nian Huai cherished each mouthful, slowly sucked into his stomach, and slowly spit it out after nine turns in his body.

"Great Voyage!" Gong Yi Nianhuai gently spit out three words.

"It should be no problem to build a suitable sea vessel, and the scale and technical level of the shipbuilding industry of the Great Song Dynasty make it not difficult to build a sea ship suitable for crossing the ocean. Routes, charts, navigation, ahhh ”

"Oh, don't worry, don't spoil this cigarette." Gong Nian Huai sat back in the chair, walking fast, will increase the wind speed, the wind is strong, it will ignite cigarettes, it is not enough to smoke by yourself, how can you let the wind rub the oil.

"Think again, what tools need to be made."