Chapter 14 Betting on Digging a Pit

Gong Nian Huai felt that Wang Jian was trying to shoot himself with his eyes, smiled indifferently, arched his hand towards Wang Jian, and his gaze returned to Meng Hui's face. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The little nephew went back to the Great Song Dynasty, and he didn't understand some of the rules, but the little nephew knew that he had to save his life before he obeyed the rules. If you lose your life, you can't follow the rules. The Mongols are far away from everyone, but very close to the little nephew. The little nephew didn't want to be a ghost under the sword of the Mongols, and he didn't want to be a slave of the Mongols. The little nephew is single, even if there are thousands of artifacts, the little nephew can't play it. ”

"Boy, don't gossip, Grandpa Jiang is always taller than you kid, no matter what happens, your Grandpa Jiang is standing in front of your kid. Tell me what's more powerful than a crossbow. ”

Gong lost Nianhuai calculated the time, like extracting artemisinin penicillin, and now the materials are not there, and when the materials are in hand, almost a month has passed. It is to build a telescope, and I will play a guiding role, and I will not have many opportunities to do it. Just tell Uncle Fang to do these things, and he doesn't need to do it himself.

During this period of time, I can't let others watch me idle, so let's eat for nothing.

Besides, a job like pharmaceutical, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like what a soldier should do, and Gong Nian Huai can also see it, it seems that the agency called the Harmony Pharmacy Bureau is in charge of pharmaceuticals, and it has some festivals with Jiang Hai, and he can't wade through these troubled waters now, and staying away from some can be regarded as a way to protect himself when he first arrives in this era.

And weapons are the favorite of these soldiers, they can also speak, if something really happens, from the perspective of personal interests, they will not use themselves as a shield. Otherwise, they don't want to mess around.

"The kid has no basis for his words. Tomorrow, just tomorrow, oh, Uncle Meng, is there gunpowder in the barracks? "Gong Nian Huai is suddenly unsure, whether there is such a thing as gunpowder in this Song Dynasty.

It's really a book to be used when you hate less, and in later generations, I scoffed at these knowledge, not the learning of the world, tossing and turning, it didn't mean anything.

Now, standing at a certain time in history, many things are not optional, but necessary.

As soon as Gong Nian Huai mentioned gunpowder, the people in the courtyard were a little nervous from Meng Heng to Meng Zhijing, and even Fang Qiong's eyes were a little fluttering when they looked at him.

Meng Hui stroked his beard with one hand, and his eyes shot a questioning gaze, "Nian Huai, there will naturally be one in the gunpowder barracks." Is your weapon more powerful than gunpowder? ”

Gong Nian Huai shrugged, and in a moment, he gathered some useful information from his memory.

"Uncle Meng, hehe, everyone relax, relax. Uncle Meng, I haven't seen the gunpowder in the barracks, is it the kind of thing that can be sprayed, occasionally it can be blown up twice, and it can't be done by splitting rocks in the mountains, and it's okay to explode a small mound or something. Uncle Wang, don't stare at you, is what the little nephew said wrong? ”

"Brother Nianhuai, how do you know?" Meng Zhijing's eyes were full of suspicion, and finally his eyes were fixed on his father.

Meng Heng nodded slightly, "It seems that what Nian Huai said is true." What do you need, just say it, and your Uncle Meng will make a bet with you. ”

"Take a gamble?" Gong Nian Huai's eyes are full of mosquito coils, circle by circle, making people dizzy, this, this can also be bet?

Gong Nianhuai's understanding of the Great Song Dynasty is still too shallow. Gambling is a very important part of the life of the Song Dynasty. In other words, the Great Song people are good at gambling.

No, Meng Heng has to gamble with the public to lose Nianhuai.

"Bet on what?" Turning in circles in front of everyone, winning is a must and a certainty. So what is it to win Meng Heng? This has to be pondered, gold and silver treasures? Now useless to yourself. Haha, then bet on something that Meng Heng can't be the master of, and it's very fun.

"Uncle Meng, the little nephew has thought of a bet, but I'm afraid that Uncle Meng and Grandpa Jiang don't have the courage to bet with the little nephew. The little nephew should forget it, but the little nephew will still demonstrate, and the bet or something, it depends on the uncles and uncles who feel sorry for the boy. ”

If Gong Yi Nianhuai comes to another Luo Quanyi, he will become an artist selling dog skin plaster.

How can this be, you kid looks down on the natives of the Great Song Dynasty, dare to step on the locals, grandma! The more you don't bet with us, the more we gamble!

Jiang Hai stroked his beard and smiled evilly. Wang Jian was also annoyed by a few words from Gong Nian Huai. What is self-cherishing of a broom? These people are now. In the eyes of Gong Nian Huai, the gunpowder in the Southern Song Dynasty was scum, and if you put a firework to see it, you will be able to do it, but it is really not enough to use it as a weapon to kill the enemy. Throw yourself the Caprivi shotgun in the African savannah, kill in seconds! Absolute spike!

No matter how bad you are in your own eyes, you can't say it in public, and you still have a look of contempt. People treat a broken broom as a baby, that's someone else's business, and it's not right for you to come to the door and slap your face.

In the eyes of Wang Jian and others, Gong Nian Huai is just a slap in the face, or a professional door-to-door slap in the face. It's tolerable, it's unbearable!

But you have to endure because there is still a bet.

"Nian Huai, say, what do you need, Uncle Wang will personally give you Zhang Luo." Wang Jian gritted his back molars and said hatefully.

"Uncle Wang, look at it, Uncle Meng wants to make a bet with the little nephew, and the things that the little nephew needs are still Uncle Meng Zhang Luo, so that Uncle Meng can be convinced."

"Hey, you kid, okay, your Uncle Wang is watching."

"Uncle Jiang, how is it?" Meng Heng was a little confused, and it was the first time in his life. What a cure for malaria, what a kind of stuff to use oranges. Those are still just spittle, there is nothing substantive at all, and you can't take it seriously if you don't see it with your own eyes.

The telescope is different, it is really placed here, and the effect has been tested, and it has long surpassed his cognition.

Hoping for the existence of the god of the telescope, Meng Hui has no hope of winning the bet, and the only thing he can't guess is the bet of losing Nian Huai.

As an elder, he is still the general of the dignified Zhongshun Army, the Shenjin Army is in control of the left and right, and the fifth deputy general of Jingxi, the bet he sets himself, and he can't even make a bet. Even if he wins, he won't win, and his face will be dull.

But if Gong loses the bet that Nian Huai said and can't agree to it, can he still break his promise and sit back with fat? I can't.

"Puyu, I guess if we lose, we win. If you win, you lose. I see, this kid can still let you and me go up to heaven to pick the moon for him? If he really wins us, he wants the moon, and I will go to heaven to pick it for him. ”

Jiang Hai saw through it, they didn't care if they won or lost, they actually had the chance to win. If you lose Nian Huai and win, can you still hide the gunpowder and not give it? Even if Gong loses Nianhuai loses, his side has nothing to lose, and it is still in its original state.

Meng Heng nodded, "Then so be it." Nian Huai, say it, what you want, Uncle Meng will never shirk, it is all good. ”

Gong Yi Nianhuai blinked his eyes, "Uncle Meng, you really don't want to know the little nephew's bet?" ”

"Haha, Nian Huai, your Uncle Meng, I wish you had won me, as for the bet, as long as I can do it, it is the moon, and your Uncle Meng will also take it off for you."

Gong Yi Nianhuai thought about it, the lid can't be lifted all at once, and when he wins, it's not too late to say it, anyway, what he wants is not gold and silver treasures, and he doesn't necessarily have to do it for Meng Heng, as long as there is this stem, his goal will be achieved.

Gong Nian Huai made a gesture to Meng Hui, "Uncle Meng is open-minded, and the little nephew is extremely admired." If the little nephew loses, you see, what is there on the little nephew that you can see, although it will go, if the little nephew sheds a tear, you will return it to the little nephew. ”

One sentence made the people present laugh, Wang Jian's tears fell, and he pointed his hand at Gong Nian Huai, and he only laughed.

Meng Hui restrained his laughter and said, "Nian Huai, it's not that Uncle Meng is in a hurry, since it's a bet, it doesn't matter if it's a bet, it doesn't matter if it's a bet, otherwise there's no need to bet, if Uncle Meng wins, within a year, you can make two thousand pairs of shoes for Uncle Meng that you wear on your feet, not this pair, it's that pair, well, this pair is not bad." ”

"Uncle Meng, let's say it, it's that pair, it's that pair." Gong Yi Nianhuai almost jumped up. Leather boots are easy to make, but Adi is difficult to make. It's not that Adi's technical content is higher than that of leather boots, the key is to make Adi's materials, which are not available in this era. Where to find rubber? Rubber is still in the Americas.

"Nian Huai, the competition, there must be a charter, Grandpa Jiang is in charge, this charter is up to you," Jiang Hai is a little old and old, how do you think this half-old man is not very old, more than forty, less than fifty?

Gong Yi Nianhuai thought about it, anyway, the gunpowder of later generations is to look at the power of the explosion, and what he wants is also the power of the explosion, as for the Southern Song Dynasty to use gunpowder as propellant, that is their business, and they set the rules by themselves, then it depends on the power. Leave the others aside, and that's easy.

"Hehe, that kid is in charge. Let's try three, five, and ten pounds of medicine bags, and we will know what the result is. Uncle Meng, "Gong Nian Huai pinched his fingers and came up with a value, now he has to play tricks, pretend to be a ghost, first fool Jiang Hai, the old man, who will be his grandfather for a night, and collect some interest first."

Thinking of this, Gong Nian Huai walked in front of Meng Heng, leaned closer and whispered something, everyone stared, whether they could hear it, whether they could see it, what to see, look at Meng Hui's expression.

It's a pity that Meng Hui was stunned at the beginning, and then he was like a weasel who had just stolen a hen, laughing happily.

Fang Qiong was puzzled, could it be that the master had heard the door and won steadily? No, if we win, we will lose. Steady loss? It's not right, if you lose steadily, you won't be able to save face, how can the general laugh like this.

Jiang Hai looked up at the sky, but his two ears exposed his heart, and he couldn't wait to fan it, and even more so that his ears could have rubber bands and stretch them out. I really don't know what he wants to know, anyway, winning or losing is not a loss for them.

People, old and old, curiosity is not diminished at all.

Wang Jian is different, he is nervous and contradictory. I had to rub my hands together and wait for the result. As soon as he saw that Gong Yi Nian Huai had finished whispering, he didn't care about Meng Heng, so he stepped forward and asked Gong Nian Huai in a low voice, "Nian Huai, is it too late tomorrow, or will it be postponed for two days, or when are you ready to choose another day?" ”