Crossing town house man and wife

After a few words, Wu Ming knew that Yan Heng came to see him directly this time, and he hadn't met Luo Daozi yet, so he naturally didn't know that he had already made an oil press.

But Wu Ming didn't bother to show credit to him, so he left a few warnings for Huang Dou and Jiang San, telling them not to touch the plant ash solution, let alone dump it at will, and then took Liu Qi out of the yard.

Yan Heng could only take steps to follow.

There are too many idlers around, so it's hard for Wu Ming to speak sarcasm.Although he and Yan Heng are only a couple in name, but as far as the current actual relationship is concerned, even if Yan Heng is not the owner, he is at least a cohabitant.

When he returned to the temporary courtyard, Wu Ming left Liu Qi outside the door, and went to the cellar in the backyard to pick out a large piece of beef.

Wu Ming is used to the "fat cattle" of later generations, and he has no interest in the old and tough precious beef of this year. However, his current "status" cannot do without such offerings. In order not to waste, Wu Ming He simply took it as a "reward" and blamed it on others. Anyway, other people thought it was delicious from the bottom of their hearts.

Sure enough, Liu Qi took the beef in surprise and left with gratitude.

Wu Ming turned around and went back to the backyard, only to find that Yan Heng was standing at the entrance of the cellar, looking down with a complicated expression.

"If you want to see it, go down and take a look. This is your territory, why are you embarrassed?" Wu Ming asked suspiciously.

Yan Heng didn't move, turned his head and asked, "How did you find this place?"

Is there anything wrong with this cellar?

Wu Ming was unavoidably nervous, but on the surface he pretended to be puzzled, "How did I find it? Since it's a cellar, of course I searched around the kitchen. By the way, don't you often live here? Why doesn't this cellar seem to be there? It’s too wasteful to use it.”

"...This is not a cellar." This is a secret room that Yan Heng specially ordered someone to dig to hide secrets.It's just that as Wu Ming guessed, Yan Heng seldom stayed here for a long time, and all the secrets were left to Luo Daozi's side, so the secret room here has never been used.

Yan Heng thought it was hidden very well, and Luo Daozi hadn't found it after several visits. He never thought that Wu Ming would be able to find it so easily, and changed it into a common cellar in a rural husband's house.

"It's useless to you anyway, don't care what it is!" Wu Ming pouted, trying to change the topic, "Go, go down and have a look, maybe there will be surprises!"

Hearing the word "surprise", Yan Heng immediately raised his eyebrows, "Then I really want to go down and have a look."

Then you should go down!

Wu Ming curled his lips and jumped into the cellar first.

It was not too late at this moment, and with the entrance open, the situation in the cellar could be seen clearly without turning on the lights.

As soon as Yan Heng came down, he was attracted by the crystal clear ice on the ground.Although ice is not a rare commodity in Liaodong, it is summer at this time, and the ice at this time is dug from the river in winter and stored in a sealed cellar, and he has never ordered anyone to be here in the barracks Store ice cubes.

Yan Heng's heart moved, and he blurted out, "Saltpeter?"

"You know saltpeter?" Wu Ming was taken aback, then patted his head.Yan Heng grew up with the time-traveling man, so he is no stranger to making ice with saltpeter, which is well known to netizens in later generations.

Yan Heng immediately nodded and said, "The late emperor also used saltpeter to make ice, which saved the trouble of storing ice."

"Xianyang can be regarded as Hanzhong, and there are rich saltpeter mines around, so it is much more convenient to use than here." Wu Ming sighed helplessly.There is never a perfect thing in the world. The land in the Northeast is fertile and rich in products, but it is also because the place is so good that it cannot breed mineral deposits that can only grow in barren land.

"By the way, does the saltpeter have other uses besides making ice?" Yan Heng asked tentatively.

"Yeah, a lot!" Best known for making dynamite.

Wu Ming is an expert in making explosives, and his skills in making explosives are much more sophisticated and professional than his skills in making paper and models.

No matter during his life or after his death, Wu Ming spent most of his time fighting against the government. It was not until the second half of the [-]th century that he fell silent for various reasons.And Wu Ming’s way of confronting the government has never been a non-violent non-cooperation. The principle he pursues has always been to solve everything violently—if it can’t be solved, then eliminate it from the root!

Dynamite is the classic thing that best embodies the aesthetics of violence.

When Wu Ming saw the Thunderbolt Cannon used by the Song people on the battlefield for the first time, he fell in love with it at first sight. He joined the artisan camp that day and learned how to make gunpowder from the master who cast the Thunderbolt Cannon. Later, he traveled across the ocean to go to Europe. There is also a lot of time to learn from teachers.Whether it is the early black powder or the later smokeless explosives, Wu Mingquan can match them, and he has also made bird guns and artillery by himself.

How about making a cannon for Yan Heng to play with?

Wu Ming recalled the process of making cannons, and then realized that if he wanted to build cannons in the Qin Dynasty, even the oldest thunderbolt cannon, he had to start with the most basic metal smelting, and wait for this set of processes to be fully established... He doesn't have to think about going back to the next life to play games!

Forget it, if you really have that need, it's better to go directly to the heartless cannon!

Wu Ming dismissed the untimely thoughts and asked Yan Heng, "Didn't the late emperor tell you?"

"He only told me that saltpeter can make ice." Yan Heng's face was calm and calm, "Where did you get the saltpeter in your hand?"

"I got it from the doctor... that... medical officer in the military camp." Wu Ming explained, "He probably used this thing to relieve pain..."

Speaking of pain relief, Wu Ming thought of Mafeisan again.Speaking of which, he seems to have memorized the formula of Mafeisan with magic... Forget it, this thing must cooperate with spells to be effective. Even if the formula is published, ordinary doctors cannot use it, otherwise, it will not be lost in the future.

Putting aside the distracting thoughts that popped up suddenly, Wu Ming continued to talk to Yan Heng about the saltpeter.

The amount of saltpetre collected from the military doctor is limited, and yesterday I was making ice while making tortoise shell tricks for fun, and now there is nothing left.But since even the barefoot doctors in the barracks have saltpeter, the serious doctors in the county guard's mansion and the medical clinics and pharmacies in the city must have reserves.

"This thing is very useful, and ice making is just one of the most insignificant types." Wu Ming said vaguely, "And the alkali I mentioned to you just now is very useful. What is convenient can also be used to make... weapons that are more powerful than knives and bows."

"Are you sure?" Yan Heng immediately held Wu Ming's arm.

He knew that saltpeter must have other important uses, otherwise, the late emperor would not have asked people to collect it everywhere. At one time, he had asked people to find a way to extract something from human and animal feces and urine, but in the end it was It ended in failure, and all the excrement and urine collected were sent to the fields and became fertilizer for the fertile fields.

"I'm sure." Wu Ming said helplessly, "But as the saying goes, a good woman can't cook without rice. You have to find what I need before I can do it!"

"What do you need? Just saltpeter?"

"Of course not." Wu Ming tilted his head and looked at Yan Heng, "Speaking of which, didn't you not make a deal with me? Why did you forget it now? Or, do you think I will give it to you for nothing? Work?"

Yan Heng was speechless for a moment, trying to be brave and saying that it's fine if you don't want to, but deep down in his heart, he was looking forward to this powerful weapon that even the late emperor couldn't ask for.

Wu Ming also saw Yan Heng's entanglement, and immediately wrapped his arms around his neck maliciously, stared at his eyes, and said in the tone of a poisonous snake seducing Eve: "Have you thought about it, do you want to make a deal with me? I just ask This time, the last time..."

"Damn it!" Yan Heng was distracted by Wu Ming's teasing, he simply stretched out his big hand, hugged him into his arms, bowed his head and kissed his lips.

Depend on!

Wu Ming turned his head subconsciously, but his body was still under Yan Heng's control, and he just avoided his mouth.

Yan Heng couldn't get to the right place to kiss, so he simply bit Wu Ming's neck by mistake, and began to gnaw on his neck and jaw.

"Hey——" Wu Ming tentatively pushed Yan Heng, but he couldn't push it away, so he asked depressedly, "Aren't we talking about something?"

"Don't talk." Yan Heng continued to wreak havoc on Wu Ming's neck while reaching into his clothes.

Wu Ming is still wearing the newly sewn narrow-sleeved jumper today. In order to save trouble and make it breathable, he didn't even wear any obscene clothes inside, and his hands directly touched the flesh when he touched it.

Yan Heng was like a fish in water, he simply untied Wu Ming's clothes, and buried his head in his chest.

Wu Ming couldn't help looking at the sky speechlessly, and a classic saying from later generations popped up in his mind: diewhyyoutry!

In the future, he will never get carried away with flirting with Yan Heng again!

Speaking of which, he can't be blamed, it's really a long time in later life, and it's natural to get used to it.In the later generations, the etiquette of intimacy between men and women has long since disappeared, and ambiguity is the fashion between men and women. Anyway, no one will take this matter seriously, but it is just to tease each other and have fun.

But this is Qin Chao, another name for ambiguity is seduction, playing ambiguity with a guy who has long wanted to eat you up, the effect is no different from throwing aphrodisiacs into the wine, sending sheep to the tiger's mouth!

Forget it, seeing that it's time to eat, let's hurry up and make a quick decision, let's die early and live in peace!

Wu Ming unleashed his consciousness, checked the surroundings, and found that the guards brought by Yan Heng were all guarding around the yard with their own duties, and the new cook and tortoise were also staying in the kitchen obediently. No one was looking into the cellar, and immediately He stretched out his hand and untied Yan Heng's belt...

After more than half an hour of hard work, Wu Ming finally pulled out the bunch of little tadpoles that hindered his IQ from Yan Heng's mind, but at this time he had no interest in continuing to bargain with Yan Heng, and while rubbing his sore Numb right hand, while urging angrily, "Hurry up and clean up, it's time to go up for dinner."

"Why do you want to eat?" Yan Heng was amused.Before, he wondered why Wu Ming's reaction was so eager and proactive, but now he finally understood, it turned out that this guy was not "anxious" him at all, but was in a hurry to eat!

"It's like how bright and grand the things you think about all day long." Wu Ming immediately returned the color, and asked Yan Heng before he could say anything else, "Is there a handkerchief? I want to wipe my hands!"

Yan Heng took out the silk handkerchief helplessly, stepped forward, wiped Wu Ming's right hand clean, and asked at the same time: "What's the matter with your clothes?"

When he was in another yard, Yan Heng noticed Wu Ming's strange clothes. At first glance, they looked like Hufu, but upon closer inspection, they were very different.

"Other clothes are inconvenient for work, so I have someone make this one for me." There is nothing to explain about this matter, and Wu Ming just casually said something perfunctory.

"Work?" Yan Heng was taken aback, "What do you do?"

Wu Ming didn't bother to explain to Yan Heng, so he simply said, "Go to Luo Daozi and let him tell you."