Cao Chong looked at Zhang Wenxi's eyes, and hurriedly said: "Lao Junyan: This thing only needs three raw materials, sulfur, saltpeter, and charcoal."
Zhang Wen was taken aback, when Cao Chong said these three things, he really believed Cao Chong.
Otherwise, with his own son, how would he know that the mixture of sulfur and saltpeter charcoal may indeed explode Zhang Wen did not doubt Cao Chong's Laojun Tuomeng's words from the beginning, because he really experienced a so-called explosion.
This old gentleman's view is precisely because of the explosion that it has become so dilapidated, and he is the greatest luck if he is lucky not to die "Villain, I must do my best, I swear to the statue of Laojun, if there is a false word, I will never be able to ascend" Cao Chong nodded in his heart, faith is a very magical thing, there are countless people who have died for faith, and those who die for low-level beliefs are lighter than feathers.
And dying for a high-level faith, although you are dead, your spirit will live on, and you will go down in history, similar to Wen Tianxiang's loyal Han faith Since Zhang Wen dared to swear by his faith, then he was ready to work hard, and for this, Cao Chong didn't mind feeding him another jujube "Great, if the Taoist can really make gunpowder, then the cost of cultivating immortals for you will be borne by Ben Shao, and even help you renovate the Lao Jun Temple."
Zhang Wen's eyes lit up, and then his face was flushed, he puffed, knelt directly in front of Cao Chong, and kowtowed a few times "The son is benevolent and righteous, and the villain will definitely do this well in the shortest possible time" Cao Chong enthusiastically pulled Zhang Wen up, with a spring breeze on his face, everyone has his weakness, and for Zhang Wen, if he can be able to cultivate the Tao wholeheartedly and not be disturbed by the world, it is naturally his greatest wish, and his wish, Cao Chong can help him complete it.
In this way, how could he not die for Cao Chong After Cao Chong talked to Zhang Wen again, he called Gao Yi and the others in.
"Childe" Gao Yi saluted Cao Chong and looked at Zhang Wen with some caution, after all, Zhang Jiao of the Yellow Turban was really demonized.
Calling for wind and rain, sprinkling beans into soldiers, and appearing is a demonic masterpiece Therefore, Gao Yi has always maintained twelve points of caution in his heart, fortunately, the son is fine, otherwise Gao Yi will have to dismantle this demon road "Uncle" Huan Ye hurriedly walked up to Cao Chong with a big grin on his face.
"My nephew has something to command" Cao Chong nodded, his eyes turning to Zhang Wen.
"In the future, Zhang Wen will be handed over to you to be responsible, what kind of raw materials he wants, you can help him buy them one by one."
Huan Ye hurriedly responded, Huan Ye's eyes were full of light, this immortality, Huan Ye has been pursuing it for a long time After everything was discussed, Cao Chong pulled Huan Ye out alone.
"Uncle, if you have any needs for this old way in the future, you can write him to me first" After hearing Cao Chong say so much, Huan Ye was taken aback and asked, "Cangshu, don't you believe that Zhang Wen can make immortal medicine" Cao Chong shook his head, he naturally didn't believe in the so-called elixir of immortality, but he was afraid that Zhang Wen would buy the raw materials for the elixir by the way on the grounds of refining gunpowder The raw materials for the elixir of immortality are not cheap, and some of them even use gold nuggets as raw materials, and if he is given these things, he can concentrate on the study of gunpowder No So Cao Chong had to keep these things away from Zhang Wen "It's not that I don't believe it, but I actually believe it, and my uncle just does it."
Huan Ye was confused, and finally just said something, and was about to retreat, but was immediately pulled over by Cao Chong again.
"Uncle, there are smart people in this family" When Huan Ye heard Cao Chong say such a thing, he immediately understood what Cao Chong meant, this is to use his own family "Yes, it's not easy for us to ring around the family, just take out one, all of them are Maocai, Cangshu can be regarded as finding the right person" Cao Chong shook his head, he didn't believe half of what Huan Ye said, a butcher family, where did the so-called Maocai come from If you can be a little smart, and by the way, someone who can recognize the words comes, Cao Chong will be satisfied.
"This matter is handed over to my uncle, and tomorrow morning, I will bring him to the prime minister's mansion."
The joy on Huanye's face can't be hidden, hehe, my Huan family, is finally going to be developed After that, Cao Chong, Gao Yi Longzhi and others left this old monarch and left Huan Ye to deal with the follow-up.
Supporting his relatives is naturally something Cao Chong has to do at this stage If the Xin family is really dominant, then it is impossible for this knife to be used very neatly, and there may even be a situation of killing the master.
Joining the other side, especially those who are completely loyal to themselves, is another matter Although Cao Chong doesn't know much about politics, he has read a lot of books, and the 5,000-year history of the Chinese nation, how many such examples can give Cao Chong countless lessons with such vivid lessons It's night The sky is full of stars, the ears are the crickets, and in front of me, there are flickering dim lights, Cao Chong pushed lightly, and pushed the door of Dong'er's room open, it seems that this Nizi knows that I am coming to her room tonight.
"Husband" Dong'er was dressed in formal clothes, knelt down in front of the collapse, and immediately saluted Cao Chong.
"Finch, go get a basin of water" A maid with a delicate face hurriedly bowed her head and walked out, while Cao Chong strode forward.
"Dong'er has lost a lot of weight recently" "Maybe the husband is dazzled, but Sister Zhou said that Dong'er has been a lot richer recently."
Cao Chong shook his head and didn't say anything, but focused his eyes on what Dong'er was doing.
"What is Dong'er doing?"
Dong'er unfolded the clothes in her hand to show Cao Chong, a half-finished red robe She smiled, and continued to knit the red robe with needle and thread.
"Autumn will be in a month or two, the weather is getting cooler, and Dong'er wants to knit a robe for his son" In ancient times, it took at least one or two months to make clothes by hand, and if you pursued some patterns, it would take even more time Cao Chong looked at Dong'er's hand, and his heart became a lot tenderer for a while.
Such a good woman, where can I find it myself?
Just as Cao Chong was about to make his next move, the finch returned, and she filled most of the basin with a brown copper basin, which was now bubbling with steam.
Dong'er took the copper basin, sent the finch out, and helped Cao Chong to the bed.
"Husband, sit down, Dong'er heard that Husband has walked a short mountain road today, so I want to wash my husband's feet" The so-called foot bathing naturally means washing feet.
Under Dong'er's service, Cao Chong took off his shoes and put them in the copper basin.
The water temperature is just right Cao Chong showed an expression of enjoyment on his face, and a pair of jade hands began to knead Cao Chong.
The enjoyment of the exploiting class is really unstoppable Of course, in addition to this, Cao Chong had a strong premonition in his heart Tonight, I'm afraid it won't be good: