On the day of the fire in the furnace, Qian Ningji did not come, nor did Wu Qinghe, and the person in charge of the Zhuangzi was actually the steward from the two uncles, one surnamed Zhou and the other surnamed Liu.
Lin Wushuang is actually not surprised, he now has a sufficient understanding of the identities of these two people, if you really want to follow the modern world, these two people are probably the kind of rich second generation and second generation of officials, for them, maybe they are a technical talent who can bring them enough benefits, although they attach importance to it, but it is not to the point of stammering.
Of course, he believes that according to his own method, after smelting the rare "steel mother" of this era, these two people will definitely appear again, there is no doubt about this.
There is no doubt about whether the steel mother can be refined, unless the people on "that side" are all idiots, this steel mother can't be refined.
Every night in the dead of night, Lin Wushuang will have some simple exchanges with that side, of course, every time it is initiated by him, and then the other side responds, just like the party he called a few days ago, this is simply a 24-hour hotline, as long as he passes the information over, there will be a message on the other side immediately, and there are people waiting for the information on his side at any time.
Lin Wushuang passed on the situation here, a lot, the air quality, the quality of the soil, the types of crops, the farming methods, the tools in the farm, as well as the customs, ranks, and mannerisms of the characters in this small farm society, etc., etc.
Basically, as long as he sees, hears, and experiences, the people on that side are interested, they don't even stipulate what Lin Wushuang should pay attention to, and what doesn't need to be an idea, Lin Wushuang understands this very well, in the face of such a new world, he is an ordinary man like himself, and no matter how much he knows, he will not change much to himself, but for people who may gather a group of experts over there, what they are facing may be a living history, a history that has been left behind, Who has had the opportunity to face it like this And the transmission of materials, both sides are also cautiously trying, with the quality of the business card that was teleported over for the first time to greet the alien creature, the opposite side is carefully increasing the quality, this behavior is in Lin Wushuang's permission, of course, if Lin Wushuang once he feels that something is wrong, he will not hesitate to close the wormhole, stop such a reckless move, after the efforts of the past few days, almost both sides can be sure that at least the transmission of items under two kilograms will not affect the stability of the wormhole at present.
To achieve such a result, the two sides unanimously stopped this seemingly extremely risky move, for Lin Wushuang, two kilograms, two kilograms can already be teleported enough to ensure his survival, and for that side, the same is true, the significance of a realistic miniature wormhole is too great, if it weren't for Lin Wushuang's survival affecting the existence of this wormhole, they wouldn't even be willing to take this risk.
Why is it two kilograms, at this moment, the big bottle of Coke in Lin Wu's hands is a clear proof, although the tea in the Ming Dynasty is delicious, but he still misses the taste of Coke that he has been accustomed to drinking since he was a child, of course he doesn't know, after he received the Coke, he passed on the past information, on the other side of the wormhole, someone in a white coat, in the notes, solemnly recorded the words "The liquid transmission is normal, and no obvious molecular reorganization has occurred".
Outside the courtyard, there was the sound of crickets, and the sound of rushing water, it was the two brocade guards who were guarding him in the distance of the bathing bar, and some vague words were brought by the wind, it was the craftsmen of the blast furnace waiting in the Zhuangzi room talking, Lin Wushuang stood up, took a glass of Coke, and walked out.
The so-called "heavenly steps are as cool as water at night" is nothing more than that Pulling over a stool, on the steps reflected by the moonlight, Lin Wushuang sat down, holding a glass of Coke in his hand, slowly sipping, at this moment, he actually had the feeling of being on vacation in a resort.
"Mr.
Lin, you haven't slept yet."
The door of the wing room on one side squeaked, and a big and three thick body squeezed out of the side room, and when he saw Lin Wushuang under the eaves, he was slightly stunned.
"Come east, come and sit down," Lin Wushuang beckoned to him.
Donglai grinned, put a towel on his shoulder, walked over, and sat down under the steps beside Lin Wushuang.
"Did Lang prescribe medicine for your mother?"
asked Lin Wushuang.
"Thank you, Mr. for making a move, Xiuxiu told me everything" Donglai adheres to the straightforwardness of Shandong man, "Lang is here, prescribed a few pairs of medicines, and has gone back, my mother said it's okay, I also think it's okay, but Mr. is right, take more medicine, it's always a little safer" "That's good, that's good" Lin Wushuang smiled, looking at the man sitting next to him, and remembered his student days, at that time, didn't he and a few good buddies climb out of the school wall in the middle of the night, wantonly swaying their youth outside.
"You wait" he stood up, walked into his room, poured a shallow glass of Coke he had just gotten, and took it out.
"I'll give you something good to taste," he handed over the cup, "Say okay first, don't spit it out."
At the beginning of its birth, Coca-Cola was sold as cough medicine in pharmacies, and people who were not used to drinking it naturally felt a smell of medicine, and Lin Wushuang could not guarantee that Donglai, an authentic native, would spit it out when he encountered this thing.
"Hmm" Donglai was full of eyes, no matter what it was, since Mr.
Lin said it was a good thing, it was naturally a good thing, and it couldn't be wasted at all, spit it out, what a stupid person would do it.
Take a small sip of it, the black potion is a little sweet, and there is a little indescribable taste, after drinking, a burp came out, and he was actually refreshed and happy, Donglai had already decided in his heart that this "good thing" must be the elixir rune water concocted by Lin Wushuang, this is his own Mr.
Lin praised his filial piety, and specially rewarded himself for his own luck It is really good "How does it taste," Lin Wushuang asked with a smile.
Seeing that Donglai first frowned slightly, and then carefully sipped one bite at a time, and then burped a dozen and became dazzled, Lin Wushuang smiled very happily.
"Delicious" Donglai replied with a mysterious smile, it may not be delicious, but it must be good for your own family, this is certain, and the fool said that it was unpleasant "Then have another cup" Lin Wushuang laughed, "This thing, you have to drink it in one go, it's strong enough, but unfortunately there is no ice, or it's more enjoyable." aa2705221 t1706231537: