Zhu Biao: "...... We wanted to show you. ”

At that time, he was thinking that he would wait for Chu Ze to read the good news, and then look at this.

That's double the surprise.

As a result, Chu Ze gave them a surprise first.

The more this is the case, the more Zhu Biao feels that this twist and turn has come too timely.

Isn't God blessed Daming?

Chu Ze happily withdrew his hand.

Zhu Fan and Zhu Di on the side looked straight at each other: "What is written in this recital, Chu Ze, you come close and tell us." ”

Chu Ze didn't say anything, and directly handed the fold to the two of them, motioning them to see it for themselves.

Zhu Fan hurriedly reached out and grabbed it.

Zhu Di, who was one step behind: "What are you doing so fast!" ”

was noisy, but Zhu Di's eyes were not slow at all, afraid that Zhu Fan would not show him, and he also held the person's shoulders tightly and did not let him move.

Zhu Fan couldn't run away, so he smacked him several times with a pair of big white eyes.

After the two of them finished reading, their faces quickly climbed up with excitement.

After reading it, the expressions of the two were similar to Chu Ze's, and they couldn't wait to kneel down directly and knock God on the spot.

"This time the Tatars are killing themselves, hahahaha......"

"The second brother is so right, with this good thing, why don't you worry about Tartar? When they come, we will go to their king's tent and sing and drink for three days. ”

Only Xu Da was left who didn't know anything.

Looking at the expressions of these two people who were almost the same as Chu Ze, Xu Da's already strong curiosity in his heart soared instantly.

"What is written on this fold, let's see it too." Xu Da stretched out his hand and tentatively pulled the fold into his hand.

This time, Zhu Fan let go happily.

After he finished reading it, Xu Da's eyes were amazingly bright.

"Good things, good things! We've been looking forward to this thing for many years, but unfortunately, we don't have this thing, and our expectations have never come true, and I don't want to achieve it now! Xu Da was so happy that he almost jumped up, not giving Chu Ze a chance to speak, and said excitedly, "As early as the Song Dynasty, there were fierce fire oil tanks available in the army, as well as Guojianglong, and the unlucky ones of the Yuan Dynasty also got the legacy of the Song Dynasty, and some fierce fire oil tanks were also available. By the time we reach our generation, there will be nothing. ”

Xu Da couldn't wait to travel to the Yuan Dynasty and slap all those wasteful unlucky things a few times!

Otherwise, how could they use it too hard, and how would they have no stone paint to use?

Zhu Fan nodded: "Yes, yes, Xu Shuai is right, we have heard of it a long time ago, this fierce fire oil tank is extremely lethal, if we can use this thing on the battlefield in the north, wouldn't it be a heavenly Tatar?" ”

Thinking of the group of arrogant barbarians, who were beaten by the fierce fire oil tank and had no power to fight back, Zhu Fan was very happy.

"The second brother is right, the lethality of stone paint is extremely strong, and it is extraordinary that water can be extinguished. What is the most abundant on the steppe? Grass! If we pour a layer of stone paint on those grasses, we will surely be able to burn those Tatar barbarians to ashes! "At that time, their soldiers of the Ming Dynasty can wait for the fire to be extinguished and then go to the field to pick up the leaks.

Isn't that a good thing?

Zhu Biao also thinks so.

He said to Chu Ze: "After the eleventh brother received the news, he immediately presented a recital. We and my father have already seen it, and we all think that it is best to use it on the battlefield. ”

"It's good to fire the oil tank, but my father asked us to ask if there is anything better."

Zhu Biao looked at Chu Ze expectantly.

Chu Ze looked at the few people who were discussing excitedly, and he was so distressed that he couldn't breathe.

Stone paint, in modern times called oil.

On the boundary of the Ming Dynasty, only Sichuan can have oil.

Historically, Daming's Sichuan did produce oil.

But that was when Emperor Zhengde Ming Wuzong Zhu Houzhao was in power, not now.

But he never imagined that they would all appear now.

Isn't this God bless?!

But Zhu Fan and their words made Chu Ze's heart ache at the tip of his heart.

Why does it hurt?

Hurt for their waste!

How could such a good thing be so wasted!!

Still pouring it on the ground?

When the water too!

Feel free to toss it, right!!

Chu Ze was so angry that he couldn't speak.

He pointed at these losers painfully, grinding his teeth and scolding: "Can you have as much oil as you want?" When it's water, it's right! ”

In his time, oil was liquid gold.

Various countries in the world have also had wars over this.

As a result, in the mouths of this group of people, it feels like a worthless broken bowl.

He also poured it on the ground, he wanted to take out their human brains, pour it with oil, and make them wake up!

But Zhu Di's meaning was crooked all of a sudden.

"What is oil?"

Xu Da rarely opened the trick: "Stone paint?" ”

"But isn't that what this thing is used for?" Zhu Di also asked.

Zhu Biao is calm.

He looked at Chu Ze and waited for his next step.

Chu Ze took several deep breaths before suppressing the speechlessness churning in his heart.

"That's right." After all, in their time, that's all they can do.

"But that's not all there is to oil."

Chu Ze's tone gradually became serious: "Oil is extremely rare, you can find this by looking at the geographical chronicles, in the vast territory of our country, there is very little time for oil to appear, the last time it appeared was in the Song Dynasty, and the reserves are not large." ”

If you want to have large oil reserves, you have to be a few countries that are in turmoil all year round.

China has never had enough oil.

And now even more.

"Isn't it better to refine petroleum to get gasoline, diesel, asphalt, or even lubricant than to use crude oil alone?"

Zhu Biao was slightly stunned.

opened his mouth, but Zhu Biao couldn't say half a word.

Because of these things Chu Ze said, he couldn't understand a word.

But there was one thing he understood.

"So you mean, stone paint could be more useful?" Zhu Biao looked at Chu Ze.

"But in this way, then ......" Zhu Fan furrowed his brows, glanced at Xu Da, and continued, "Then what we just said, isn't there no chance?" "He still wants to trample the Tatar under his feet.

But without the Fierce Fire Oil Tank, their combat power will be greatly reduced.

Although it is possible to resist the Tatars at the border, it is still difficult to completely step on them.

The joy on Zhu Di's face also faded.

Xu Da said excitedly: "That's not good! Isn't it just stone paint, which can be opened now, and will definitely be able to be opened in the future. Now it's a rare opportunity, how can you miss it? We should take this opportunity to make the fierce fire oil tank and completely beat those barbarians back to their hometown! ”

Zhu Fan and Zhu Di both mean this.

But looking at Chu Ze's meaning, he doesn't seem to want to ......

The three of them looked at Chu Ze one after another, unwilling to turn into substance.

"......" Chu Ze was speechless, "We don't say that we can't say it, but let's just say that good things have to be used to the maximum." The fire tank is good, but it's too wasteful of oil, so we have to get a more economical and affordable way to use it. ”

(End of chapter)