"Master Song, how long will it take for you to make a musket?" Wang Zhi asked.

Song Che clasped his hands together: "Master Amitabha, this is a technical job, no matter how much it takes half a year and three months."

"Then half a month."

Wang Zhi smiled so kindly, "If Lord Song can't make a musket in half a month, don't blame me for being unkind to you." ”

The smiling tigers who are different from the inside and the outside often do what they say.

Half a month, is it enough to escape from this island?

As soon as Song Che had a thought in his heart, Wang Zhi clapped his hands again, and saw two strong men who were more than nine feet tall, one left and one right, "sandwiched" Song Che in the middle.

"These two are my loyal subordinates, named Zhang Hu and Zhao Long, and from now on, they will be responsible for protecting the safety of Lord Song,"

Wang Zhi pointed to the boundless sea again, "You see that this island is surrounded by the sea on all sides, and it is probably impossible to escape, so Lord Song still cooperates with us honestly, so as not to use means when you get it, but scold me for not being righteous." ”

Dead bald donkey! Song Che scolded in his heart, and glanced at the stupid big man beside him left and right, he looked very burly, and his martial arts were estimated to be not bad, but he had a fatal shortcoming, that is, he was not very smart.

A reckless man can't look down on a smart man.

"Then don't delay Mr. Song's time, please." Wang Zhi got out of the way.

Zhang Hu led the way in front, and Zhao Long followed behind, like a meat bun, framing Song Che to death.

I don't know how big Shedao is, but there is no end in sight with the naked eye, the hills and ravines are vertical and horizontal, and the highest is less than a hundred zhang.

Song Che was taken to a grass hut on the slope of the mountain. It should have been prepared in advance, and the fence was deliberately heightened, leaving only one courtyard gate to enter and exit, and there were four thatched huts in the courtyard, and the thatched house at the far corner of the courtyard, the remaining three were trivialized and the second was removed, leaving the largest hall house.

The grass house is not small, from the hall to the gate, about ten zhang away. At the normal running speed, it takes at least four seconds, plus a two-zhang high wall, two nine-foot-high "flesh walls", it is almost impossible to escape by foot poles.

"This is where you eat and sleep, and if the design is good, we'll take you to the weapons shop, let's go inside."

Zhang Hu pushed Song Che into the hall, and then moved two chairs with Zhao Long, and Hengdao immediately sat at the door, staring at Song Che's every move with wide eyes.

The hall was very monotonous, with a bed, a table, a chair, and a set of pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, and nothing else.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

Although Song Che is not a refined egoist, he is a person who cherishes his life, if Lao Tzu dies, won't Wanguan's family wealth and little wife become someone else's?

Life is the most important thing in life.

He began to draw the design of the musket, but he certainly couldn't really give it, the thickness was a few millimeters off, and the result was an inferior product, and it would explode in a few minutes.

Of course, the compromise is only temporary, and in these fifteen days, escaping Shedao is the ultimate goal.

"Hey, can you turn your head around?" Song Che rushed to the two big Han Dao guarding the door.

Zhang Hu said: "You draw yours, we look at us, what's the problem?" ”

Song Che asked rhetorically: "When you were eating, there were two pieces of pestle on the opposite side, can you still eat it?" ”

The two men glanced at each other and turned the stool over, but they still turned their heads to look at it from time to time.

As for the design of the musket, if he really wanted to concentrate on painting, Song Che could do it in half an hour, but he had to reserve time to inspect the entire Shedao Island and plan an escape route.

Song Che put the pen on the inkstone, stretched his waist and walked outside the house.

The two men crossed their hands and stopped him, "What do you want to do?" ”

Song Che said: "People have three urgencies, I'll go to the thatched house." ”

The two big men let go, but as soon as Song Che left with his front foot, Zhang Hu followed with his back foot.

"You're going to follow me even from the last hut?"

"The chief has specially instructed that you are very cunning, and must keep an eye on you all the time, and if you dare to run away, you will be beaten the first time, your legs will be broken the second, and your tendons and feet will be broken the third."

It's ruthless!

"Brother Zhang Hu, aren't you here to be a widow just for money? You might as well change to me as the master, I have money in my family, and your bones are golden. ”

Song Che meant to joke, but Zhang Hu paused and lowered his brows and fell into thought.

Song Che took advantage of the victory to pursue, "The prodigal son will not change his money, as long as you are willing to get lost and know how to return, I will ensure that you are safe." Seeing that you are only in your early thirties, there must be parents and sisters at home, right? Don't you want to see them again? Are you—"

"Smack!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Hu punched him in the nose.

It hurt so much that he hugged his nose, and tears flowed down his face.

Zhang Hu said coldly: "Our leader said, if you talk too much nonsense, I will beat you directly, this punch just gives you a long memory, if you talk so much nonsense, the next punch will break your nose." ”

After that, he picked up Song Che, came to the thatched house, opened the door and threw it in, "Within a quarter of an hour, you must come out, otherwise I will come in to find you." ”

Song Che's nose was still hurting, and a foul smell came to his nose, and the smell in this dry toilet was not only dry and smelly, but also very pungent.

Pungent?

Biogas?

Methane?

Song Che suddenly thought of something, and then looked at the surroundings of this thatched house, which was almost completely closed, and there would be bubbles churning up in the dry toilet from time to time.

This kind of toilet is bound to explode in the event of a fire.

God help me!

Song Che opened the door of the toilet, rubbed his red nose and smiled at Zhang Hu: "Thank you, this punch woke me up." ”

Zhang Hu looked proud: "The leader said that you are very smart, but I think you are nothing more than that." ”

"No, no, no, smart people never say that they are smart, but those stupid people always think that they are smarter than smart people, but in fact, in the eyes of smart people, he is a stupid donkey, but often stupid donkeys will not admit that they are stupid donkeys,"

Song Che winked at Zhang Hu and asked, "Are you a stupid donkey?" ”

"Of course I'm not."

"That's right."

Song Che took his hand and strode away.

Zhang Hu muttered Song Che's words, and he didn't even figure out whether he was a human or a donkey.

Evening.

Zhao Long sent meals, fish, shrimp, crabs, clams, all seafood, and a proper gout package.

"Why is it all seafood, and you don't even want to give me a bowl of rice?"

"On the entire island, only a few chieftains are worthy of eating rice noodles, so you should be content with so many meat dishes."

This tiger is a stupid donkey, and he inadvertently revealed the information.

There is a serious shortage of food on Shehe Island.

Song Che picked up another lump of fish meat and entered it, which confirmed the conjecture, the salt taste was enough, but the oil and water were pitiful, and it seemed that the blockade of the coast had a huge impact on the livelihood of these exiled pirates.

Seafood is nutritious, but it is mostly protein, and long-term consumption will only grow meat, not strength.

How long has it been since the weaker would-be robbed?