Daqin: At the beginning, he revealed that he was a traverser, and Ying Zheng was paralyzed

The heights of the two were about the same, Zhao Gui bent over to salute, so his eyes were full of condescension and domineering.

"The villain estimates the time, and the family members of the various tribes of Tu are probably on their way to Daqin."

"I don't know how you plan to settle them down?"

Zhao Gui asked hard.

Chen Qing smiled: "Don't worry, since you have served Daqin, I will never give your wives and daughters to others."

"It's just doing some work in Jiangzuo Shaofu."

"Although it's hard and tiring, it's better than freezing and starving to death on the grassland."

"Zhao Gui, I have always rewarded meritorious deeds and punished demerits."

"You want them to live a good life..."

"I am waiting for your performance."

Zhao Gui immediately bowed and saluted: "The villain understands."

After finally sending him away, Lu Xianweng moved his round body and approached cautiously.

"I've seen Chen Shaofu."

"The villain made what you asked for."

He took out two pieces of white and smooth soap from his arms like offering treasures, "Please take a look, sir, is it exactly the same as the soap you want?"

"what!"

Chen Qing seldom went out to make inspections recently. Unexpectedly, after not seeing him for a while, Immortal Lu actually gave him a big surprise.

"My lord, be careful, this thing is very precious."

Lu Xianweng carefully held two bars of soap and handed them over.

"Oh, it's still very fragrant."

Chen Qing took a sniff in front of his nose: "The hand is smooth and moist, with a pleasant fragrance. Old Lu, you are so smart!"

Lu Xianweng accompanied him with a smiling face: "It's thanks to my lord."

"If you didn't order me to wait to experiment with the cement formula, this thing really couldn't be made."

Chen Qing smiled and said, "Oh? What's the key inside."

Lu Xianweng said enthusiastically: "My little one boiled a hundred catties of plant ash one after another, but no matter how he boiled it, after mixing it with ointment, the soap made is always gray."

"And then the little one accidentally spilled the grease on the lime, and guess what?"

Chen Qing scolded with a smile: "It must have undergone a chemical reaction and turned into soap!"

"It turns out that alkaline water is needed in the process of making soap."

"I got the formula wrong by mistake!"

Although Lu Xianweng could understand half of what he heard, he could tell that Chen Qing was well versed in this way.

"It turns out that adults know."

"The little one even bought flower smoke from the gouache shop, picked only the dry petals of light white color, added them to the oil and boiled them together."

"This thing is really hard to come by, and it costs a lot."

Chen Qing smiled and nodded: "Actually, ordinary people can use the one you made earlier. It doesn't matter if it's ugly or smells bad, as long as it works."

"This is..."

"Your Highness, a little thought from me."

"Please give it to Princess Shiman."

Chen Qing handed it to Fusu.

"Thanks to the great love of Mr., my sister-in-law, thank you for your kindness."

Fusu smiled, and told the waiter to take the soap away.

"A Ling!"

Chen Qing held another piece of soap and waved his arms happily.

Xiangli Ling talked to her father, and then ran over shyly with small steps.

"See His Royal Highness."

"I've seen Chen Shaofu."

She lowered her head, not daring to meet Chen Qing's gaze, for fear of being seen as unusual by others.

"I got a new thing."

"Give you."

Chen Qing generously took her hand and stuffed the soap in it.

"Rub it in the shower, and you will know its beauty."

Xiang Liling bit her lower lip, blushing as if she was about to bleed.

"It's windy and cold at night, so go home early."

Chen Qing exhorted.

"Ah."

Xiangli Ling responded softly, and turned around, even her walking posture was deformed.

The prince's strange gaze just now made her wish to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

"Old Lu, I have the soap. Where's the glass?"

Chen Qing raised his face and asked.

"Glass... the small ones are being brewed."

"After being fired with coal, the texture of colored glaze is indeed much stronger than before."

"It's just that there are too many variegated colors in it, and the small ones haven't figured out how to make a large piece of glass that is pure in color and flat as water."

Lu Xianweng couldn't help showing a troubled look.

"Let the people below experiment together."

"Liuli has been around for so long, yet you haven't improved at all, what are you doing?"

"Just like making gunpowder, add different ingredients separately until the perfect finished product is produced."

Glass, or glass, was introduced to the Central Plains hundreds of years ago by its firing method.

On the famous Yue King Goujian sword, there is a small glass decoration inlaid.

It's just that because of insufficient heating temperature and too many impurities, its appearance is very rough at this time, and few can be taken out as gems.

Chen Qing had seen him several times in Yichun Palace, but he couldn't recognize him.

"correct!"

"Large pieces of glass can be floated..."

Chen Qing thought for a moment, and then said: "Perhaps you can use lead, tin, etc. to melt it into juice, and then pour the molten glass into it."

"Whether sand is liquid or solid, its density must be lower than that of metal."

"It is suspended on the molten metal and flows naturally, and the cooled glass will be as smooth as water!"

He tapped his palm hard with his fist, but he remembered it!

The third child of the traverser can't show it, and it's a joke to say it.

Fortunately, there are so many talented people under his command, as long as he points out a general direction, he will be able to reap satisfactory results in all likelihood.

Lu Xianweng solemnly bowed and said: "I will experiment with the method you taught me when I turn around, and I will definitely make the mirror before you get married."

After waiting for the idlers to leave, Fusu hesitated to persuade: "Sir, although marriage is a matter of life, there is no need to spend too much. Things like soap and glass are nothing more than playthings in the boudoir..."

Chen Qing shook his head.

"Your Highness, how do you know they have no other uses?"

"Soap... can be used in every household to wash clothes, bathe and purify body."

He was embarrassed to say that he was interested in the lubricating function of soap foam.

Xiangli Ling is extremely talented, if he takes a bath for mandarin ducks and hits the soap, he will be able to get his wish fulfilled.

"Glass is even more versatile."

"In the military, it could be ground into a telescope."

Before Chen Qing finished speaking, there was a waiter with a strange expression pacing back and forth not far away.

When he looked at the other party, the man bowed from a distance.

"Chen Shaofu, the younger one is Commander Zhao's subordinate."

"Your attendant..."

Chen Qing turned his head left and right abruptly.

"Song Mo?!"

"What about others?"

At some point, Song Mo disappeared.

Chen Qing carefully recalled that when he was on stage, he had seen him in the crowd.

"The little one has already ordered his colleagues to closely monitor him."

"Please come with me."

The secret agent of the Black Ice Platform bowed to report.

Fusu looked solemn: "Sir..."

"Your Highness, something went wrong, I'll tell you later."

"Come on!"

"Escort His Highness the Crown Prince back to the palace."

Chen Qing yelled and grabbed his arm: "Your life is more important than mine."

"Did you take the musket with you when it came out?"

Fusu nodded slightly: "In the carriage, sir..."

Chen Qing patted him on the shoulder: "A few days ago, someone tried to assassinate me, and it was Song Mo, the fish seller."

"The main messenger must have sent someone to meet him today."

"Your Highness, don't worry."

When Fusu heard this, his expression became more nervous: "Sir, what if they are too many? Do you want to..."

Chen Qing waved his hand, took out the pistol from his waist, and pressed the hammer hard.

"It doesn't matter, I will make a move."

Chapter 199 Old Mo, You Are No Use!

The cramped and narrow shacks are dotted all over the corner of the hill sheltered from the wind.

The moon is light and the stars are sparse.

On the dark and quiet path, Chen Qing and the two spies from the Black Ice Terrace held their breath and carefully walked around the haphazardly built huts to avoid making any noise.

The rustling voice came from the wind, and the two people's deliberately suppressed dispute could be vaguely heard.

Chen Qing and the spies around him looked at each other in unison, each clenched the arrows and muskets in their hands.

"Song Daxia, you call yourself chivalrous in vain, but you did the thing of stalking others and working for a tiger."

"Our Patriarch invited you from Chudi all the way, but he didn't expect you to join Chen Qing in a blink of an eye."