As Chen Fu walked into the room, the large clay pot on the table came into view.

Chen Fu talked for a long time, and Murong Fu listened to it for a long time, and he only understood a rough idea.

This thing is kind of a hand-rubbed version of a dirt mine.

The production of gunpowder is relatively simple, and ordinary people can make it, but it is more troublesome, but the idea of landmines, Murong Fu only imagined it before, and he never thought that it could be done.

After all, where to find a detonator these days, Murong Fu doesn't understand the principle, let alone the production technology.

I just ran into Chen Fu, a genius who is a good immortal artist, and I don't know how to use the principle of the re-ignition of the fire fold in this clay pot.

According to him, a bamboo stick protruding from a clay pot that is not much thicker than a needle can ignite the gunpowder and explode if it is pulled out or pressed with half a finger.

He'd tried three times, and two times he did, and there was a good chance that nothing would go wrong with him.

In terms of armed armies, this thing is completely useless.

Difficult to transport, troublesome to make, Chen Fu is meticulously done, and he only dares to say that there is a chance that there will be no problems, if it is mass production, I am afraid that it will be reversed, and it is fortunate that it can be used.

Fortunately, Murong Fu didn't have so many requirements, at least for now, he didn't have the idea of destroying Song Fuyan, and he didn't think about secretly forming an army.

Then again, if you really want to equip a sergeant, it would be more appropriate to look into making an assault rifle.

And now what Murong Fu needs, this one Tao Lei alone is enough.

Wrap the Tao Lei in a wooden box full of withered grass and cotton, and let the servants carry him to Murong Fu's room.

"Thank you, Mr. for bothering to make this thing, Murong Fu went back first."

"Childe walks slowly."

……

After a delay of half an hour here in Chen Fu, Murong Fu did not forget that Duan Zhengchun was waiting in the front hall.

Walking into the hall, without waiting for Duan Zhengchun to speak, Murong Fu said bluntly: "Lord Duan, the person who inquires about the news has already been arranged, but I am afraid that I can't act rashly, in case the dog jumps off the wall in a hurry." ”

"I have asked the maid Azhu to go to the ferry to wait, since the monk wants to find the location of the swallow dock, he will definitely come, and then he can save the noble son safely."

Duan Zhengchun was anxious, and there was no better way, "So please Murong Gongzi." ”

After saying a few words here, Ah Bi walked in again, "Son, Miss Cousin is here." ”

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to Duan Zhengchun and said, "Lord Duan, I'm really embarrassed, I didn't expect that things would be piled up together today." Gu Mozhi's movements could not be ascertained for a while, so Duan Wang Ye might as well go back to Shenhezhuang first and wait, and also appease his subordinates for the time being, so as not to disturb the monk, and the blessings and misfortunes would be unpredictable. ”

Duan Zhengchun said helplessly: "It's okay." If there is any news, please let Murong Gongzi inform me in time. ”

"Lord Duan, rest assured, as long as that Gu Mozhi appears, he will definitely get your son out of the tiger's mouth."

Duan Zhengchun didn't say anything more, and arched his hand and left with the servant.

Murong Fu turned his head and asked Xiang Abi, "Why did Yu Yan come?" Where is it now? ”

Ah Bi replied: "It's been a few days since the princess came back, and Miss Biao is thinking about the princess, how can she not know." I was thinking about it tightly, and when Mrs. Wang was not there, I ran over directly. ”

Murong Fu was helpless, Abi became naughty this girl, and even opened her mouth to ridicule Wang Yuyan.

As she walked outside, Abi continued, "The slave has invited Miss Biao to the inner hall to serve tea. ”

When she arrived in the inner hall, Wang Yuyan was sitting quietly and distracted.

Seeing this, Murong Fu came to Wang Yuyan's side, and his tone was gentle, "Yuyan, what are you thinking?" ”

"Cousin."

The soft and weak voice in Murong Fu's ears was very different from the past.

Although Yu Yan is gentle on weekdays, she is also a seventeen-year-old girl full of vitality.

It's the first time I've seen such a delicate appearance.

"Yu Yan, what's wrong?"

Murong Fu cared about the person in front of him, but he couldn't help but have other thoughts in his heart.

It's so cute......

"It's been almost a month since my mother went out, and you've been busy when you returned to Gusu, I'm ...... Just wanted to come and see you. ”

In short, it should be lonely.

The words that sounded the same as the green tea girls in later generations came out of Wang Yuyan's mouth, but every word was what she really thought, and Murong Fu listened to it with joy.

Wang Yuyan is simple-minded, but she usually doesn't say such straightforward words.

Murong Fu put away the idea of gradually getting closer to LSP in his heart, reached out and rubbed Wang Yuyan's little head, and suddenly found that she seemed to have a fever.

"Yu Yan, why are you running around when you have a fever."

Tenderness turned into pity, Murong Fu was overwhelmed with worry, picked up the little man in front of him, and walked back to his bedroom.

People who practice martial arts know far more about the body than ordinary people, plus they can control their true qi for sensing, when Murong Fu picked up Wang Yuyan, he had already found out clearly, but he was just a little cold.

In the words of this time, it is an occasional wind chill.

Let Abi invite Chen Fu to write a prescription to catch the medicine.

This year, the wind and cold can be big or small, Mrs. Wang is not there, and she is afraid that her subordinates will not take care of her carefully, so Murong Fu simply asked people to go to Wang's house to pick up a few of Wang Yuyan's maids, and directly arranged to stay, so that he could take care of them at any time.

After settling down, Murong Fu put Wang Yuyan to sleep, and he went to the forge at home.

The maintenance and repair of weapons in the martial arts is a common thing, and the Murong family has a great business, so it is natural to build its own forging workshop.

The ancestor of Wu blacksmith was specially used by the Murong clan, and his forging skills came from the royal family.

Inherited to this day, continuous research, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a master of weapons.

"Childe, you're here." Blacksmith Wu put down the work in his hand and rubbed his hands around the forge, "What do you have to say?" ”

In the past, Azhu Abi or a few retainers were asked to convey their needs, but Murong Fu came back to his relatives, and there were not a few times a year.

Murong Fu smiled and handed over the prepared drawings in his hand, "Old Wu, look at this, it may be built?" ”

This time, I came to the forge not for weapons, but for the purpose of building a furnace.

The Great Song Dynasty people warmed, in addition to the quilt, there are only copper stoves, braziers and other things, even if the practice is exquisite, the smoke can not be avoided, and can not be used for a long time, so there is some helplessness about the cold wave in the house.

Murong Fu's skills are strong, his true qi runs to protect his body, he has never felt cold, and he didn't think about heating before.

Wang Yuyan was sick this time, and she remembered this northern heating artifact.

It is not difficult to make a stove, regardless of the square circle, only need to go up and down the small, make a few thick iron bars in the middle to separate, and then open a hole from below to dig out the ashes, but the white iron chimney in later generations is more troublesome.

Manpower to build such a thin iron sheet, think about it is not so easy.

After making all the requirements clear, Blacksmith Wu patted his chest, "Don't worry, this thing is not difficult to get, but it is more troublesome." ”

"How long will it take?"

"Son, the stove is not difficult, but it takes some effort to polish, this chimney is a little time-consuming, and it takes a lot of time to hit it so thin."

"You don't have to be very delicate, you just don't have to polish anything, you just need to use it. It's the same with the chimney, just try to make it as light as possible, don't care about the appearance, let your apprentice helpers put down all the work in their hands and do their best to make a set. ”

Blacksmith Wu thought for a while, "Son, make a good mold and then build it, you give me half a month to ensure that it is done properly." ”

When Murong Fu heard this, he thought to himself that when you do it, the daylily will be cold.

However, this matter is really not easy to force, so he shook his head and said, "Forget it, you just do it slowly, and do it more delicately." ”

After another word, he turned and left.

This thing can't be made for a while, and it can't be used by Wang Yuyan, so I have to prepare a few more copper stoves, and then arrange for people to change the warmth from time to time.

Murong walked back and forth, sighing in his heart, "This day is full of miscellaneous things, and it's really messy." ”