When Ning Yehong reacted, Song Che had already turned against the guest, and treated her in the same way as others, crushing her in the snow.

As an old driver who has crossed over from modern times, he knows better than anyone where a woman's weakest line of defense is.

Resistance is only because it comes suddenly, and submission is the desire of the heart.

Ning Yehong and Lin Yue are both ill-fated women, their waists, their body fragrance, the feeling of holding them in their arms, and the fragrance wrapped around their mouths are completely different.

If you really want to talk about the degree of love, Song Che loves the glass of spirits in front of him even more, although the mouth is spicy, it can taste mellow after tasting.

"Looking at this scar now, I think it's a little cute."

Song Che stared at the stitched wound, and bits and pieces outside Suzhou City poured into his mind.

When I was young, my ignorant dream was to be able to jump into the TV and marry a cold and beautiful woman, but now in another way, I kissed Fangze.

There are no regrets in this life.

Ning Yehong closed her eyes tightly, her hands tightly hugged Song Che's neck, her crimson cheeks, and she hummed slightly, even the cold wind passing by was ashamed.

When you're getting better—

"It's a cold day."

"Yes, if I couldn't hold it back, I wouldn't have come out if I was killed."

Suddenly, the conversation between the two salt sellers came into their ears, and they were walking quickly into the woods.

Song Che hurriedly pulled up Ning Yehong and turned behind a big tree. Ning Yehong pinched the placket of her clothes and was in a hurry.

Song Che made a gesture of silence, but secretly scolded in his heart, two bastards, sooner or later, bad things are coming at this time.

The two idlers were no more than two or three trees away from them.

Ning Yehong didn't dare to breathe, and his eyes were full of resentment.

Song Che squinted and smiled, an evil thought came to his heart, and he slowly, slowly, his hands moved up and down in unison, attacking the mountains and depressions in two ways.

Ning Yehong almost exhaled silently, hurriedly bit her lip and glared at Song Che angrily.

The corners of Song Che's mouth rose slightly, and he was called comfortable in his heart, little girl, now it's my turn to train you.

"Hey, Lao Li, did you hear any strange screams?"

"There were a lot of homeless people who starved to death, could it be their ......?"

Where is there any strange screaming, it is obvious that Ning Nuxia can't hold back.

She covered her mouth with her hands, the anger in her eyes turned into begging for mercy, and she shook her head vigorously in protest, but the more this happened, the more excited Song Che became, and the speed of the car was hung from third gear to fifth gear.

Ning Yehong burst into tears, almost madness.

"Ning Nuxia, how is my point kung fu?" Song Che smiled and shook off the water stains on his hands.

Ning Yehong bit her lip, she couldn't raise any anger, she weakly grabbed Song Che, picked up the robes scattered on the ground, tightly wrapped the exposed scars, and glared back at Song Che:

"Whore! I hate you! ”

Song Che blinked: "In fact, hating someone is deeper than loving someone, maybe you will never forget what happened tonight in your life." Maybe...... One day you'll offer to finish what didn't happen tonight. ”

"You!"

Ning Yehong's face was still so red, I don't know if it was because he was shy, or if he was angry.

She took a few steps forward, stopped thinking for a moment, and then suddenly turned around and turned back, her eyes full of resentment.

"Hey, you...... Don't mess around, you played tricks on me first, that's why—"

"Bang!"

Ning Yehong kicked the trunk of the tree hard, and then wiped away with tears.

Before Song Che could react.

"Boom la la ......"

The snow on the tree fell on his head and face, and in an instant he was turned into a snowman.

After being stunned for a long time, he wiped the snow off his face, shook his head and laughed secretly, what a rare and lovely woman!

……

"Hey, did you hear that when you went to bed last night? Someone screams in the woods! ”

"I also heard it when Lao Li and I got up at night to pee......"

"Most of them are displaced people who died in the mountains and forests, and their souls have not been dispersed, ouch, it's okay to be okay in the future, it's better to come to this forest less."

Early in the morning, people were panicked.

The vendors extinguished the bonfire early and set off to leave the Autumn Wind Forest.

Inside the carriage.

Song Che looked at his fingers in a daze, and laughed from time to time.

"Sir, have you been pleasantly surprised?" Coco asked curiously.

Song Che shook his head, not to mention, he was stretched by Ning Nuxia a few times last night, and the back pain accumulated during the march seemed to have all disappeared.

"By the way, Coco, did Mrs. Chu sleep well last night?"

"Mrs. Chu seems to be sick."

"Oh?" Song Che frowned slightly, could it be that it was too dewy last night and was infected with the wind and cold?

Coco said: "Anyway, as soon as I woke up this morning, I saw that Mrs. Chu's face was flushed, like a monkey's ass, and she told me...... Tell me......"

"Told you bad things about me?" Song Che said with a smile.

"How does the gentleman know?" Coco was surprised and said, "Mrs. Chu told me to be careful sir, saying that you are not a good person."

"Do you think I'm a good person?"

"If the gentleman is not a good person, then there will be no good person in the whole world."

"Hahaha......"

Song Che laughed, "The little girl's mouth is very sweet, when you arrive in Chuzhou, Mr. will buy you new clothes and invite you to a big meal." ”

……

In the evening, we arrived in Chuzhou.

After promising a big meal, the two patted their stomachs and went directly to the armory.

Muskets played a huge role in several battles, so the military headquarters ordered that muskets be made on all fronts. Less than ten days after Song Che left, one hundred and thirty were released, and each of them was of the highest quality.

Song Che shared the artillery design with the craftsmen, and without exception, everyone felt that this was a problem-

Artillery is not better than muskets, often a cannon to fill a dozen pounds of black powder, once the quality is deviated, the explosion will hurt human life, the development of this weapon, can not tolerate the slightest sloppiness.

Artillery is an unprecedented thing in contemporary times, in order to make the craftsmen have a better concept, Song Che first invited the best carpenter in Chuzhou City, first restored the artillery with wood to one, and then used wood as a model for processing and research.

In the next few days, in addition to eating and sleeping, Song Che spent the rest of his time in the arsenal, doing research with the craftsmen.

The most important part of a gun is the barrel.

There are no CNC machine tools in contemporary times, any mold has to be made by hand, and a barrel weighs two or three thousand catties, and it must be hollowed out to leave a barrel just enough to hold the shell, and it must be guaranteed to withstand the impact of explosives.

The method used by craftsmen is "investment casting", the principle of which is to use the adjusted oil wax to make a mold, apply mud to further shape it, dry it in the shade and put hot water to melt the internal wax film, and then enter the kiln to roast, after firing, it is poured into the molten iron, and the molten iron is cooled and taken out, and it becomes a variety of ironware.

Song Che is a layman anyway, he can only stand aside and watch, but every time he sees an iron tool born, he can't help but admire in his heart, the great craftsman spirit of the ancestors!