In the evening, oil lamps were lit in the house.

"What did that white-faced show do today?"

Li Yunlong sat cross-legged on the kang, drank a little wine, and squinted and asked.

"Commander, Wang Desheng didn't know how to be persuaded by him. I heard that they scraped some dirt from the places in the toilet pigsty, and brought some soldiers to set up a pot in the company yard and boil things. ”

Zhang Dabiao was actually curious, but he went to ask Wang Desheng and touched his nose. Someone cautiously kept it secret, Wang Desheng was afraid of provoking him to be childish and pick on him.

Therefore, Zhang Dabiao could only find Lu Wenyuan and other cadres of the Third Company to knock on the side and inquire about some news from the side.

Li Yunlong's brows were twisted into Sichuan characters, obviously a little dissatisfied. But when you think about it, there's really nothing to worry about.

I really believed in the evil of the white-faced showman, thinking that I could make something useful.

But what can mud do, fire pottery?

Fighting a mud fight?

It can still be eaten as a meal.

"Come on, it's okay to eat for a few days. Wang Desheng has something to do, and he can save himself from bothering Lao Tzu. ”

Li Yunlong can also see it and no longer pay attention to this matter. He has more important things to do.

"Da Biao, have our intelligence officers returned? The devil has not moved in the past few days, but Lao Tzu always feels restless, and his eyelids are jumping.

I wondered if the little devil was brewing a big one, a surprise attack. ”

Zhang Dabiao nodded thoughtfully: "Commander, I think so too." During the autumn harvest, the devils went to the countryside to grab grain, but they were ambushed by us several times and did not dare to come out.

But the little devil is not the one who suffers, and he must think about how to retaliate. The previous intelligence officer also felt that something was wrong, but he didn't find anything wrong. We can only let the insider intelligence officers find a way to find out. ”

The little devils only believe in the little devils, and the inside line of the development of the Eighth Route Army is mostly some people in the puppet army or the puppet government, and it is difficult to get access to the core secrets. There are objective difficulties in the difficulty of intelligence work.

It's something that no one can do.

Li Yunlong could only tell Zhang Dabiao to inform the county government to implement the work of digging holes and storing grain for the people in the base areas as soon as possible, and to make preparations for counter-sweeping.

"The intelligence officer will come back and let me know as soon as there is news." Li Yunlong solemnly admonished again and again.

……

Next.

The courtyard of the company became very lively in the morning, and the instructor got up early to light the stove, and a large iron pot was set on the fire to boil nitrate.

Boiling this thing is not cooking, it has no fragrance, but it has a peculiar smell.

Many of the fighters were watching the excitement after they got up, and some were still muttering quietly.

"It's all done by that white-faced show, and I don't know how the instructor believes in his evil."

"Can you boil the earth to make gold? I think it was the white-faced show who performed the evil spell and coaxed the instructors. ”

Chen Li was particularly interested in spreading this kind of speech, whispering a few words to the soldier and muttering a few words to the veteran.

He himself didn't know why he did this, maybe he just didn't think this white-faced show was like a good person.

Wang Desheng stared at the cauldron for a long time and found that the progress was very slow.

When he looked up and found that the soldiers in the company were all gathered outside to watch the excitement, and they couldn't even, he was immediately unhappy: "Are they all idle?" Don't train anymore! ”

The warriors looked at each other, and no one dared to squeak. The instructor who doesn't get angry often starts a fire, which is more frightening than the company commander who often gets angry and scolds.

Lu Wenyuan, who was watching the excitement in the house, walked out: "Assemble, all go to the entrance of the village to give me stabbing training." ”

The soldiers who had been granted amnesty ran out of the courtyard and gathered in a queue.

"Lao Wang, you are busy, go and train them. The young man has a lot of energy, so he has to vent his anger for them. ”

Lu Wenyuan has something to say.

Do you think he's been bewitched and fooled?

If he hadn't agreed to Yuan Chenming's secrecy, Wang Desheng would definitely have to tell them.

However, presumably when they finish their things, they will definitely surprise these people.

When the time comes, some will see it.

By the way, where did Yuan Chenming go, didn't he get up yet?

"Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan, are you up?"

Wang Desheng saw Yuan Chenming, who was writing at the desk, and hurriedly relaxed his steps, for fear of disturbing him.

The early morning sun shone in and shone on his cheeks.

I have to say that Yuan Chenming has a good skin and a sense of literati popularity. Especially when writing at the desk, not to mention women, men feel pleasing to the eye when they read it.

If you don't like it, it's jealousy.

After a long time, when he finally finished writing, Yuan Chenming stood up and stretched, and was surprised to find someone beside him: "Well, instructor, when did you come?" ”

"I just came here to see you writing and didn't bother you. It takes an estimated morning to boil the water in the pot, which is a water mill. I wonder if we should prepare other materials as well? ”

"Instructor, let's think of a piece."

Yuan Chenming has a great feeling that he has met a confidant, and this is what he is busy with this morning.

Two materials are needed to prepare gunpowder, and three important parts are needed to make a finished product, and if one by one is done, seven days is simply not enough.

If you can start work at the same time, you don't have to worry about the lack of time.

Listening to Yuan Chenming's thoughts, Wang Desheng was also considering: "Charcoal is easy to make, whether it is to buy it from fellow villagers or we can burn it ourselves."

Sulfur is a bit troublesome, and looking for sulfur ore is not something that can be found in a while. ”

"That's right, although sulfur is easier to refine, there is no rice without raw ore. However, I remember that sulfur is also a traditional Chinese medicine, and you can definitely buy it in pharmacies. Tracing back to the source, it is possible to find sulfur ore as well. ”

Wang Desheng sounded a little novel, he really hadn't heard that sulfur could be used in medicine.

In fact, sulfur is really a medicine, internal use has the effect of tonifying fire and helping yang laxative, external use has the effect of detoxification, insecticide and sore.

Isn't it sulfur soap if you add some sulfur to your soap?

The smell of sulfur is quite big, and the aroma of the soap will be masked, so there will be no aroma, only called sulfur soap.

Wang Desheng called the soldiers and arranged these two tasks. Another warrior was called to stare at the pot and collect the crystallized nitrate.

The two of them went on a more important task - solving the problem of the finished parts.

Zhaojiazhuang is a big village, with more than 200 households and more than 700 people. It's a big one for ten miles.

There are blacksmiths and carpenters in the village, and the villagers' usual pots, kitchen knives, hoes and other tools, as well as household tables and cabinets, can be made in the village.

After the Eighth Route Army came, blacksmith Zhao Laosan was even busier.

Heavily forging bayonets, mending broadswords, so busy that they can't find a place for their feet. The two newly hired apprentices were just odd jobs and couldn't help much, and the blacksmith shop was all supported by him.

Knowing that the Eighth Route Army repaired weapons to kill devils, he was not ready to collect money, but had a request to let the soldiers with new weapons kill two more little devils.

Then he's worth it.

However, the Eighth Route Army had discipline and was not allowed to take a stitch from the masses, let alone such a thing.

At that time, Wang Desheng contacted Zhao Laosan, and he also took a lot of lip service to get Zhao Laosan to agree to collect a capital.

Zhao Laosan, who was busy with his work, heard that Instructor Wang was coming, handed over the stove to the apprentice, and happily greeted him.

"Instructor Wang, you haven't been here for a long time."

"Isn't it because you're busy, and I don't usually want to bother you. There's something I need to trouble you today. Wang Desheng said.