"It's me." Shen Junchen whispered.

"Something?"

"It's not convenient to talk here, let's change places."

Before Zhao Qianqian could react, Shen Junchen had already jumped onto the roof with her in his arms, and after a few starts, he stopped in a mansion.

Out of the room walked a young man in his early twenties, with handsome eyebrows and starry eyes, and cold features.

The young man clasped his fists and saluted Shen Junchen: "General!"

"Go down." Shen Junchen walked straight into the house.

Zhao Qianqian didn't ask Shen Junchen's identity, he didn't say that she didn't ask, just like Shen Junchen felt that she had a lot of confusion, but he didn't ask, none of them asked anyone, but they both trusted each other inexplicably in their hearts.

Zhao Qianqian turned his head to look at the young man who came out of the house as he walked.

muttered in a low voice, "Looks handsome enough! Cold!"

"Ouch! Why don't you go?" crashed into Shen Junchen's arms at once, and was knocked into the eyes of Venus.

Is this man made of iron? Every time it knocks people into dizziness.

Looking up, Shen Junchen stared at Leng Yu coldly, Leng Yu was agitated, and disappeared without a trace.

Shen Junchen's gaze turned to her, and he said coldly, "Do I want to introduce you to you?"

Zhao Qianqian felt the temperature around him drop rapidly, and said, "Hehe, no, he is not as good-looking as you!"

The two sat down at the table, and Shen Junchen still had a cold face: "Say, what are you doing in the Li family's house today?" Don't try to lie to me that I'm just going to deliver something!"

Shen Junchen looked at Zhao Qianqian steadily, as if he had seen through her inner thoughts.

Ay! It's not that I'm trying to lie to you, you don't know what a listener is, how can I tell you the truth?

Zhao Qian cleared his throat: "I want to see if there is a place to hide in that courtyard, so that I can find out some news."

How could he be such a shrewd person who didn't know that her going to deliver something was just an excuse, so it was better to tell the lie closer to the truth and more convincingly.

Shen Junchen took a deep breath and suppressed the nameless anger in his heart: "Wang Biao and the Li family are ruthless, and they are both masters, you don't have any kung fu at all, do you know how dangerous it is, don't think they won't attack you, it's just that you haven't touched their bottom line, what do you want to know, ask me, are you going to take an adventure?"

Leng Yu not far from the house: "Is it dangerous for her to give a gift?" We fought to the death on the battlefield and never saw you say it was dangerous, did you? Why are you mad when she goes on an adventure? I don't think you're so interested in the old lady."

Shen Junchen's eyes looked out of the house coldly, and Leng Yu quickly shut up.

Zhao Qianqian was well-behaved: "Oh!" snorted

Shen Junchen was so angry that she was just a word?

So easy to talk to? I'm okay with this ear, right?

The atmosphere in the room eased considerably.

There was no anger in Shen Junchen's tone: "The beggars from the city in the past two days, you have been accepted into the future camp, are you sure you can afford to support so many people?"

Zhao Qianqian was serious: "Of course I have to accept it, it's not that I support them, it's them who support themselves, and the workers are worried that there are no workers, a few mountains need a lot of labor, and in addition to the mountains, there are many other jobs that also need people to do."

"You will give them the land to plant?"

Zhao Qianqian raised his eyebrows: "Of course not, I'm not a philanthropist, I hire them, they earn wages, and I take a little profit from them, and everyone takes what they need."

In this era of scarcity of materials, who would be so generous to give away the fields? Survival is king!

"There is a steady stream of beggars outside, how many people are enough to eat on your three mountains?"

"Wouldn't that be better? I don't have to look for people everywhere, and now that Dongshan has been added, I also want to develop Wang Biao's cottage together, that area is occupied by him, and no one dares to live in a radius of dozens of miles, it's all wasteland, isn't this a waste of resources?"

Wang Biao has been rampant in the cottage for many years, often going out to rob the surrounding people, as soon as the grain is collected, it is robbed by bandits, the pigs have not been fattened, and the chickens have not laid eggs

They were taken away, and the villagers couldn't bear it anymore and all moved away.

Zhao Qianqian said a little dryly: "Is there water here? I'll pour some water and drink."

"Leng Yu, serve tea." Shen Junchen's voice was not loud, as if he was talking to Zhao Qianqian.

After a while, Leng Yu served a pot of hot tea, poured it for the two of them, and quietly disappeared.

Shen Junchen looked at Zhao Qianqian, who wanted to speak and stopped, and said, "If you have something to say, just say it!"

"Qin Feng died, he was killed by Tang Lin, just the night before Tang Lin died, like Tang Lin's brothers, Qin Feng didn't even have bones, I don't know how to explain it to Fan County!"

Zhao Qianqian felt that he could save him at that time, but she had already given him a few chances, not only was he not grateful, but he also intensified his desire to harm her, she was not a virgin, she would not be stabbed by someone and she was grateful to him Dade to help him.

Ever since she saw Shen Junchen, she had always wanted to tell him about Qin Feng's death, but she never had a suitable opportunity.

Shen Junchen's expression was as usual: "The path he chose by himself has already given him many opportunities. I've already said it over there."

Zhao Qianqian was surprised: "How do you know? Didn't you go out that day?"

Zhao Qianqian asked this, and he also felt redundant, from time to time a master with unique skills appeared around him, and if he wanted to know something, it was not a matter of being able to catch it.

"This one for you."

Shen Junchen took it, and after looking at it for a long time, he didn't recognize what it was?

"Pistol, I know you have high martial arts, but this thing can shoot three hundred meters away, keep a certain distance from the other party, the danger is much smaller, this is ammunition, this gun can only hold six, you have some to bring with you, I'll tell you how to make it."

After seeing Tang Lin kill Qin Feng, Zhao Qianqian thought about how to save his life in this dynasty that solved the problem by force.

After thinking about it for a long time, she thought of making her own powder gun, which was the first powder gun she had made, and the shooting distance could reach more than 300 meters.

The pistol is easy to carry but can not hold many bullets, and the long powder gun can be loaded with more bullets, but it is inconvenient to carry it around.

Zhao Qianqian told Shen Junchen about the pistol and the method of making a long ***, the longest can hold forty bullets, and also talked about the principle of making cannons.

Shen Junchen looked at Zhao Qianqian inexplicably for a long time, and he couldn't ask what he wanted to ask after all.

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The next day, Fan Chen took Zhao Qianqian and Ling Feng to the Yunzhuang porcelain kiln.

Yunzhuang porcelain kiln is at the foot of the North Mountain, the scale is not large, there are only a few workers, plus the apprentices arranged there by Fan Chen, there are only a dozen people in total.

The pottery products made by Yunzhuang porcelain kiln, the workmanship is relatively rough and there are many gaps, Qingyun City is the only one brick kiln workshop, although it is not exquisite, but the business is also passable.

The shopkeeper of Yunzhuang porcelain kiln went to Hanzhou, because Zhao Qianqian did not see the shopkeeper of Yunzhuang porcelain kiln, and left after a skimming of the porcelain kiln workshop site.

In front of the carriage, Zhao Qianqian asked Fanchen, "Do you have anything else important today?" If you have time, come with us to Qingliang Temple."

Fan Chen smiled and said, "Do you want me to accompany you to the temple to make a vow?"

Zhao Qianqian pointed to Fanchen's belt: "That's the one who wants to take you to repay your vows."

Fanchen touched his belt and blushed: "What does it have to do with my belt?"

The corners of Zhao Qian's lips rose: "I saw what others did, and they still want to lie to me?"

Ling Feng didn't doubt him: "Sister, who did it for him, do you know him? Let her make me an okay too?"

Zhao Qian smiled and said, "Okay, I'll tell her when I go back." But today's main thing is to take you to Dongshan to have a look, and by the way, I will tell you about my plan."

Fanchen thought that the mountain road was difficult to walk, so he did not follow up the mountain, and waited at the roadside tea shop at the bottom of the mountain.

Ling Feng felt strange wherever he went, and followed him to Qingliang Temple.

Zhao Qianqian went to confirm the matter of the Dongshan land deed to the presiding abbot, so she didn't wander around the temple, she took Ling Feng directly to the presiding abbot's Zen temple.

The presiding abbot smiled and said, "The old man has said, as long as Zhao Xiao's donor doesn't demolish my temple, everything else will be done by Zhao Xiao

Donors call the ......."

The finances of Qingliang Temple are in charge of Xiao Chaoyang's master, it is difficult to go back to the temple once a year, the daily affairs of the temple are decided by the presiding abbot, and the financial affairs are decided by Xiao Chaoyang's master.

The host said that Xiao Chaoyang was brought back by her master, and the specific surname is not clear, but the little guy has been thinking about going down the mountain, because there is no meat to eat in the temple, but no one is willing to adopt the girl.

The presiding abbot said earnestly, "If Xiao Chaoyang wants to be a senior brother, come back and have a look!"

"Xiao Chaoyang has entered the academy to study, and when the academy is on vacation, I will take her to see the abbot!"

Before leaving, the presiding abbot handed Zhao Qianqian a purple guqin: "This is Xiao Chaoyang's master brought back a few days ago, and I am thinking about how to send it to Xiao Chaoyang, since Zhao Xiao's donor is here, please bring it back."

Zhao Qianqian took the guqin, and the moment he touched the guqin, the guqin emitted a warm and loose sound, perfect and pure, and the words "Jiuxiao Huanpei" were engraved in the lower right corner of the guqin.

The monks of the temple, when they heard that the little benefactor who adopted Xiao Chaoyang was coming, sent the strange little things collected by Pingli over.

"This is Xiao Chaoyang's favorite Zen mat, let her not sit on the ground, the ground is cold!"

"This is Xiao Chaoyang's favorite scripture!"

This was followed by hemp sugar, small windmills...... The presiding abbot borrowed a small back basket for Zhao Qian's things to lightly dress up with Xiao Chaoyang.

Originally, he went up the mountain empty-handed, but when he came down the mountain, Ling Feng carried a guqin, and Zhao Qianqian carried a basket full of backs.

Putting the things on the carriage, Zhao Qianqian took Fan Chen and Ling Feng to the east and went to the foot of Dongshan.

The terrain at the foot of the east mountain is more flat, and there are still very few households at the foot of the mountain, the reason is nothing more than that there is no bridge to cross the river, and it is very inconvenient to enter the city, even if you plant something out, there is no way to get it to the city to exchange it for silver.

Zhao Qianqian pointed to a piece of land in front of him and said to the two of them: "We will build five brick kilns here, Fan Chen sent the apprentices of Yunlu porcelain kiln to Ling Feng, they know the structure of the porcelain kiln, but what we need at present is a brick kiln, I will hand over the specific nodules to Ling Feng after making a plan, and Ling Feng will be responsible for the things on the brick kiln in the later stage."

Fan Chen and Ling Feng didn't hear the difference between the words brick kiln and porcelain kiln.

Fan Chen said, "Is time in a hurry? The Yunzhuang porcelain kiln is rushing to make our wine jar, and it is estimated that it will take two days to complete."

Zhao Qianqian said: "The sooner the better, we will build a number of houses that can resist strong winds and rains before the rainy season comes."

Fan Chen hadn't made a fuss about Zhao Qianqian's plan for a long time, but when it came to building a house, they Ling Feng was really surprised.

Building a house is not a trivial matter, and she said that it is a batch of construction, so it is not a trivial matter.

Although Ling Feng was surprised, it was more of a surprise, if he had his own house to live in, he would not be afraid of living on the streets in the future.

Ling Feng couldn't hide the joy in his heart: "Sister, where did we build the house?"