Saltpeter has many uses, making ice or making matches, its process is simple, easy to make, and more cut into life, but there was no in ancient times. It was amazing to them that they could make a fire with a casual wipe of firewood.

"This thing will completely replace the fire fold flint," Yan Jingzheng's surprise in his heart slowly set off a huge wave, because he suddenly thought that if this thing could be applied to the battlefield......

"What is the use of saltpeter other than these?" He asked.

Zhao Xiaoman leaned back in his chair, lazy and casual, "There are many uses, but there is no need for anything other than making ice and matches." ”

"With these two things, it should be no problem for Bashan to continue to maintain."

The popularity of alkaline noodles has made his workshops bloom everywhere, and if this continues for a year or two, the prosperity of Bashan will turn into nothingness.

Realizing that she had only walked a few steps now, she thought of years later,

How much is hidden under her audacity and wanton skin?

Su Qinghe found that he wanted to get to know Zhao Xiaoman more and more.

"You'll talk to me another day."

Zhao Xiaoman glanced over, then ignored Yan Jingzheng's curiosity, and looked at the others again.

She said simply, "I will provide you with saltpeter and sales channels, all you have to do is make it." ”

"If you want to make ice, report it to your uncle. This doesn't require much investment, someone can do it. ”

"To make matches, you need to prepare the site, wood, manpower, and the requirements for the site are relatively high, and I will let my uncle inform you of the specific requirements."

"Now there are any questions that can be asked uniformly."

As soon as she finished speaking, questions buzzed in the office

"Saltpeter can be used to make ice, so why can it catch fire? Aren't ice and fire the opposite? ”

"That's it, how can a thing be ice and fire at the same time."

"How much silver does it cost to build this site?"

"How do you get that ice-making one?"

"Isn't it quite profitable for the guest to use ice to keep things from other places and transport them over?"

"How many merchants have to cooperate with us in this way."

"We're afraid Suizhou is full of gold now."

"If I were an outsider, I would also like to come to our workshop and open a workshop."

"It's ice making and matches, saltpeter must not be enough, right?"

They had too many questions, and Zhao Xiaoman, who was messy, didn't answer, and jumped a few more representative ones and said, "If there is anything in the future, I'll ask the old uncle, let's disperse now." ”

"Go, go, go."

The old uncle cooperated with him to drive people away, and the people in the office room were almost gone before they sat down again.

Old man Zhao muttered with a complicated face, "I thought you were a puppet, why are you so upset." ”

"We're puppets?" The old uncle wanted to see if there was something wrong with the old man.

Old man Zhao also had a hard time explaining those thoughts at that time, and came up with a sentence, "People are still this person, but no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like our Zhao family's species." ”

Not like the Zhao family's species?

The old uncle thought of Zhao Sannu's blame for the watery Yang Hua, but would this old man talk to his mother?

Giving the old man a fierce look, the old uncle looked at Zhao Xiaoman, "Boss, I still don't understand a lot of things, what should we do about this?" There are not enough people at all. ”

"How can it not be enough?"

Zhao Xiaoman put out a sentence without being salty, and looked at Su Qinghe and Yan Jingzheng with a somewhat cold gaze, "It's not early, I'll ask someone to send you back." ”

She's chasing people.

Su Qinghe was surprised and left from his position.

Yan Jingzheng went out with him, "There are really many uses for saltpeter, and now the entire Suizhou Mansion is going to be restless again." ”

"Yes," Su Qinghe didn't think about it at all. But he felt the change in Zhao Xiaoman, and he clearly felt the indifference.

It turned out that the feeling that made her treat herself and others equally was like this.

Syllable~

Yan Jingzheng's palm slapped the distracted person's shoulder lightly, "It's really not early, let's go back." ”

in the office.

Zhao Xiaoman's legs were folded, pressed on the table, from lazy to a boss, "You have also seen, it will not be long before countless workshops that need saltpeter will emerge on Bashan, and all the things of making saltpeter will be handed over to the backer Tun'er, what do you think, old man?" ”

The silver has rolled under the soles of my feet, how do I still need to feel?

Old man Zhao agreed, "Okay, very, one of the people who support the mountain is counted as one, and they can all do it." ”

"Oh," Zhao Xiaoman still looked like he was not salty, but he smiled on his lips at this moment, "Alkali noodles are a gadget, and they leak out when they are exposed, but saltpeter is different, give it to the backer to make it, if the backer dares to expose the production method...... I'll slaughter those hundreds. ”

Old man Zhao "......"

In silence, a chill rushed out from the back of Old Man Zhao.

Zhao Xiaoman chuckled, "You have a sentence that is not right, I am not like the Zhao family, I am not at all." Therefore, you either don't do saltpeter, or you have to be conscious. ”

"Give you a night to think about it."

She didn't say more, pulled her legs off the table, shook her hair and left.

The old uncle also said, "Brother, you should think about it." ”

Old man Zhao felt that no one was joking with him.

He scolded angrily, "No matter how you say that I am also her grandfather and an elder, is that what I said is human language?" Zhao Xiaoman, don't go, I suspect that you are targeting me, I obviously didn't say that before, what's the matter with your temporary change of hexagram. ”

"Zhao Xiaoman!"

"Don't shout," the old uncle was annoyed by the old man's virtue of talking nonsense by virtue of his identity, and told him to think about it.

"Whatever the boss says, you don't want to do it, forget it, some people want to do it."

The hot summer night is also maddeningly hot, and riding a fast horse can bring a little cool breeze, and Zhao Xiaoman's hair is blown by the wind behind him.

She walked to the fork in the official road and met Su Qinghe and them.

They looked at each other for a while and didn't say anything.

Zhao Xiaoman immediately stepped forward, "Let's go, I'll send you." ”

What time is it to send him off and come back?

She took the lead and left, letting Su Qinghe's refusal get stuck in her mouth.

"Let's go, young master," Ping An also urged.

Rushing back to Fucheng from Bashan, the moon had already risen in the sky, and the city gate had long been closed, so they went directly to the inn in Feng County.

Ping'an dismounted and knocked on the door to open the house.

Su Qinghe found that she didn't mean to get off the horse, and took the initiative to say, "It's not safe to walk at night, you can also rest here for one night and then go back." ”

Isn't it safe? But she's been on these roads I don't know how many times.

"No, I'll watch you go in."

Zhao Xiaoman was very indifferent, and the indifferent Su Qinghe didn't know what to say.

The man watched him go in and leave.

In the past, it was absolutely dead-faced, so people couldn't help it, right?

Zhao Xiaoman, is she angry?

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