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Volume 2: Uncle Qin Mansion Chapter 245: Gunpowder Formula

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    Chapter 245: Gunpowder Formula

    Regarding Zhao Heizi¡¯s words, Yang Xiao was unconvinced. Cunning rabbits have three holes, not to mention Gao Wuniang who keeps secrets.

    Although Yang Xiao had never seen Gao Wuniang, he thought that she had not remarried until now. She was not an ordinary person who could run such a gold-making workshop on her own. Such a huge industry would be very famous in later generations.  CEO

    Although it was said to be a cunning rabbit's three caves, Yang Xiao was unwilling to return empty-handed. He always felt that he should be able to find something here. Thinking of this, Yang Xiao once again looked at the room that had been turned over beyond recognition by Zhao Heizi and the others.

    The ground was scattered with items, clothes, and women's daily necessities from various drawers and wardrobes. The air, which was originally a bit obscure, became more fragrant. Yang Xiao seemed to smell a wisp of it in this fragrance.  There is a faint pungent smell, a bit like the sulfur of later generations.

    Yang Xiao sniffed her nose sharply, the pungent smell seemed to be getting stronger and she wondered what it smelled like?  Yang Xiao muttered to himself, and looked more carefully with his eyes. This inspection finally revealed a clue. There were several small porcelain bottles placed on the table on the window sill, but now they were scattered by someone. Among them  There is also a small piece that seems to pour out a small amount of yellow stuff.

    what is that?  Yang Xiao frowned, walked over quickly, and carefully picked up the small porcelain bottle that had fallen to the ground. He saw a twisted "s" shape written in red paint on the side of the small porcelain bottle.

    Yang Xiao was stunned for a long time. What kind of font is "s"? There seems to be no such hieroglyphics in the Sui Dynasty. He enlarged the porcelain bottle and gently fanned the mouth of the bottle with his hand. The strong pungent sulfur smell made him choke.  He sneezed several times

    "It's sulfur, it's true." Yang Xiao jumped up with joy and shouted, "No wonder this turns out to be the chemical formula of sulfur in later generations. In ancient times, someone really traveled through the Sui Dynasty and left behind the method of refining sulfur.  "

    When several people heard Yang Xiao shouting loudly, they all gathered over and looked at Yang Xiao puzzledly. Those surprised eyes clearly contained questions.

    "Haha" Yang smiled and suddenly remembered that there was a girl from the Li family next to him who accidentally fried cinnabar and made the 'Shocking Thunder' - Li Shiyin.

    "Miss Li, come here and see what this is?"

    Li Shiyin blushed slightly, walked over shyly, took the small porcelain bottle in Yang Xiao's hand, put it to her nose and smelled it gently, then wrinkled her beautiful little nose, and said with some confusion: "What's in this  It smells a bit like cinnabar, but it seems stronger.¡±

    "Hahaha" Yang Xiao nodded approvingly and laughed, "By the way, you ancient Taoists were very particular about frying cinnabar to develop immortality, and this is what's in it."

    "What are you ancient people?" Qing'er has been following Yang Xiao for the longest time and knows that he often talks nonsense. But at this moment, what he heard sounded so out of place that she couldn't help but ask.

    Yang Xiao was stunned again, and then explained with a haha: "No, no, no, I just said that people in ancient times sought immortality. Taoist priests like Qin Shihuang, Emperor Wu of Han, etc. often lived in seclusion on high mountains and speculated on cinnabar, right?  Miss Li! You have the most say in this one."

    Li Shiyin blushed and glanced at him, thinking he was laughing at her for frying cinnabar, but instead fried a few grains of black stuff. Last time when her brother went back, he took a few grains of cinnabar that he accidentally fried.

    "I learned that from my father's book "Strange Notes"

    "Oh" Yang responded with a smile. He thought about what kind of book "Strange Notes" it was. If he had time, he would borrow it and study it carefully.

    "Then how did you fire that thunder?"

    After saying this, the little girl even lowered her head in shame and said in a low voice: "I happened to pass by the market once and saw some cinnabar from the vendor and bought it. I speculated it several times. The first few times failed.  Once, even the casserole exploded. The last time I fried it, the rain happened to come, so I threw it away and ran away. When I came back the next day, it turned into a black mess and I couldn't fry it anymore. Later, I simply threw it away.  Knead it into the shape of a few pills, if you don't - don't - be careful, it will become that - that - that thunder that shakes the sky." By the end of Li Shiyin's words, she was so embarrassed that her voice was like a gnat.

    "Haha, it's better not to be careful." Yang Xiao burst out laughing when he heard this. Halfway through his laughter, he saw that several people's faces were embarrassed. Knowing that they all had misunderstandings, he smiled and explained to Li Shiyin: "The Li family  Sister, Brother Xiao is not joking, do you know that you accidentally gave birth to the Nobel Prize?"

    "What Nobel?" Li Shi raised her pink head and asked with wide eyes.

    "You know, this is of epoch-making significance. Have you seen Zhentian Lei? By the way, even though you haven't seen Heizi, you must have heard of the stinky woman¡ª¡ª""Let's talk about it, general." Yang Xiao said this and looked at everyone seriously, "It's just such a small earthquake thunder. If we make it big and mass-produce it, we will still worry about what the consequences will be."  Then the Meng Yao family attacked the city?  "

    The other people present may not have thought of anything, but Zhao Heizi is the commander of the imperial guards and naturally knows what His Highness Yang means. At this moment, when he heard his eyes flashing, his two cheeks were beating like a ventilator.  He stammered excitedly: "My eldest grandson, your highness, are you telling the truth?"

    "Of course it's true," Yang Xiao replied confidently without thinking, joking that gunpowder that has been used for generations to come will still be fake.

    Seeing that Yang Xiao was full of confidence, Zhao Heizi jumped up with a "Hey-", but Li Shiyin frowned a little. She waited until Zhao Heizi stopped being excited and then opened her mouth lightly and whispered: "Dian¡ª¡ª"  Your Highness, that one was speculated by me occasionally, but I may not be able to speculate it again now.¡±

    As soon as these words came out, it was like a basin of cold water being poured on Zhao Heizi, who wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost.

    Yang Xiao smiled, walked over and patted Zhao Heizi on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I won't be discouraged. I know there is a saying about making this called one to two to three. Now someone has helped us make one third."

    "One to two to three, one third," everyone looked at Yang Xiao in surprise again and asked in unison.

    ¡°Well, although I don¡¯t know who is one and who is two, I also know that the other third is charcoal, black charcoal¡ª¡ª¡±

    "What is the other third?" Qing'er asked.

    Yang Xiao shook his head and felt secretly ashamed. Wherever his descendants studied chemistry, they returned it to the teacher. "Although I don't know, this Gao Wu Niang must have a recipe. Let's look for it."

    ¡°Yes, yes, yes¡ª¡± everyone suddenly realized

    So everyone carefully picked up the small porcelain bottles on the table again, and sure enough, they found finely ground black charcoal powder in another one. In other small porcelain bottles, it was impossible to tell what was inside.

    "Could the other one be one of these small porcelain vases?" Qing'er looked at Yang Xiao with watery eyes.

    Yang Xiao shook his head and said with certainty: "She probably didn't create it, otherwise the Meng Yao family would have delayed it until now? She would have used the power of heaven and earth to blow up the Mingyang Palace, and she would have rebelled long ago."

    Everyone nodded. According to Yang Xiao, if the thunder was so powerful, it would be a one-sided situation. How could it be like this now?

    "Let's look for it again, carefully," Yang Xiao looked around and said, "Be careful and don't let go of any detail."

    Because Yang Xiao knew that if someone traveled through time in ancient times and brought steelmaking and gunpowder, it would take Gao Wuniang several years or even a lifetime to understand, and he, Yang Xiao, would understand it in seconds.

    So, under the guidance of Yang Xiao, the group started searching carefully again. At this time, they were really digging deep into the ground.

    Yang Xiao looked at their busy surroundings, and his eyes returned to the huge red sandalwood bed. This huge bed made him suspicious, like a kang in the north.

    Thinking of the head of the kang, Yang Xiao naturally thought of the charcoal burning under the kang, and then suddenly his mind flashed, thinking of Wei Xiaobao in the Jin Da Da novel of later generations.

    Wei Xiaobao was so cunning that he once went into Kangxi¡¯s old lady¡¯s room and found several forty-two chapter scriptures from the secret compartment of the bed.

    Yang Xiao's face showed joy when he thought of this. He ran to the bedside in three steps and then lifted the bed quilt with his head. His body was weak from the sudden exertion. He stumbled a few steps and sat down on the ground.  His dark face turned gray for a while.

    Seeing this, Qing'er ran over anxiously and hurriedly helped him up. Her eyes were full of tears and she said angrily: "Monk Hua, why are you using so much strength? Why did you do it yourself after you gave me an order? You're already hurt like this."

    At this moment, Yang Xiao could still hear Qing'er's caring words. He gently patted Qing'er's soft little hand and said eagerly: "Sister Qing'er, don't worry. Monk Hua is just careless. It's okay. It's okay."  Yes, please help me see if there is a hidden compartment in the middle of this bed?"

    As soon as these words were spoken, before Qing'er could step forward, Zhao Heizi had already snatched it out, pulled out the exquisitely rusted satin quilt, threw it randomly on the ground, and then gently knocked on the bed board with his hands.

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    Several people were also excited. It was undoubtedly a joy to discover other people's secrets, not to mention such a vital secret.

    "Okay - okay - be careful, open it slowly, be careful of hidden weapons." Yang Xiao finally fell down and said in a weak voice.

    Zhao Heizi frequency point?Tiger Head, pulled out a small knife from the side of his leg, gently pried it open along the thin seam, and then took out a small box with a copper lock from the middle.

    The small box is full of ancient color, and several detailed dragons are hovering on the wall of the box. The dragon's eyes seem to be alive.

    "It's locked." Zhao Heizi frowned and said a little discouraged.

    ¡°Boss, do you want another stone?¡± The little boss next to him who had just smashed the door suggested flatteringly.

    Zhao Heizi glared at him fiercely and cursed: "You pig brain thinks this is a gate. If there is anything valuable inside, you won't break it."

    The little leader was so scolded that he suddenly sweated profusely. He bowed and said quickly: "Yes, yes, the boss is still thoughtful. What should I do? Or should I find a locksmith among my subordinates?"

    "Let me do it," Yang Xiao took over and said with a smile.  .  

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