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Xuan Yunzi cupped his hands behind and said: "Your Majesty, the address of the official office has been selected. With the cooperation of several adults, it should be completed soon."

Qin Yun nodded: "Those disciples of your Taoist sect who are outstanding can join in."

"But the purpose of the Meteorological Department is to focus on precision rather than excess."

Xuan Yunzi nodded, and calmly said: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, I will strictly control the situation."

"The Department of Meteorology is divided into three departments, namely sky observation, land survey, and transportation measurement. Each performs its duties, which can guarantee the stability of Daxia to a certain extent."

"The minister will invite a few trusted uncles in Daozong, only to assist His Majesty, and will never participate in any political faction."

Hearing this, Qin Yun was very satisfied.

Turning around and patting him on the shoulder, he wanted to say something, but saw Jin Zhu approaching not far away.

He was dressed in a very strange way, with the characteristics of the Hun tribe.

Xiao ran over and said excitedly: "Your Majesty, I can already refine basic sesame oil!"

Hearing this, Qin Yun's eyes lit up instantly!

"Are you serious? So fast?!"

Jin Zhu's old face was wrinkled, and he said with a smile: "Don't disgrace the emperor's order, don't disgrace the emperor's order, with the ancient method I found from He Wuji, I will be able to refine sesame oil soon."

"But the refining of this item is extremely difficult, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet His Majesty's expectations..."

Qin Yun asked: "To be more specific, what is the difficulty?"

Jin Zhu frowned, made some calculations, and said hesitantly: "It's expensive and labor-intensive. A bottle of sesame oil that burns a house doesn't count labor, and the cost is at least 100 taels of silver!"

heard.

Everyone present, including people like Xuan Yunzi, showed terrified expressions.

Chang Hong stared even more, and shouted: "Old man, you must not be lying to His Majesty, right?"

"It costs 100 taels of silver to refine a bottle of oil? Why don't you grab it! Do you know how much a soldier's pension is when he dies?"

"Yes, yes!"

"These are some of the great powers of the past, and you have to be discouraged after hearing this!"

Everyone spoke in unison and made a fuss.

The cost is really ridiculously high.

Jin Zhu wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled wryly and said, "That's the truth..."

"Moreover, the most important thing is that the materials are hard to find! It's not about money."

"The tung tree oil in it is rarely planted in the imperial capital, almost none."

After listening, everyone frowned and began to persuade.

"Your Majesty, I see, I don't want sesame oil anymore."

"Even if we don't have this thing, we can still fight the dog thieves in Xiliang. We fight with this thing, where we fight with knives, obviously we fight with money!"

"My minister also agrees!"

"..."

Qin Yun frowned lightly, and remained silent.

He knew that it was recorded in the ancient method of sesame oil that this kind of oil with extremely strong combustion power needs to be fused with various vegetable oils and animal oils.

Often there are a lot of materials, and only a small bottle can be refined in the end.

It is indeed difficult and costly.

But you get what you pay for, and if this thing is used well, it can even be a power beyond this era!

Not to mention the production of thermal weapons, but standard Molotov cocktails and the like, can it be done?

"Okay, stop talking."

He finally spoke, and the surroundings quickly became quiet.

"There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world. The sesame oil costs money for a reason. What I value is not just the basic burning."

"And its subsequent use!"

"Wars don't burn money, so what should burn money?"

"Wait until the enemy's knife rests on my neck, and then come to study special sesame oil and other weapons of mass destruction?"

His rhetorical question was majestic.

Immediately, all the confidantes who objected just now shut up.

His Majesty has always been far-sighted, maybe there are his considerations.

On the side, Jin Zhu bent over and asked tentatively.

"Your Majesty, do you mean to continue refining?"

Qin Yun nodded, his eyes shot a sharp light, he had never given such a decisive and resolute order.

If Daxia wants to last forever, to be peaceful and prosperous, and even to conquer cities and lands, he needs to have an artifact of the country!

And the sesame oil is the turning point for this artifact!

His national pride gushed out, and he said resolutely.

"For the sake of future generations, I am willing to exhaust the power of Great Xia to research a powerful weapon that is not available to other races in neighboring countries!"

"This is called, investment!!"

"Even if I fail, I will not regret it!"

For some reason, the goosebumps of everyone present suddenly rose, infected by Qin Yun's strong willpower.

"Your Majesty, I will trust you!"

"make!"

"Make sesame oil!"