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To sum up the experience and lessons, we should do less special things. We should also reduce the loading of this explosive rod. After all, there are not thunders every day in dry weather. However, Uncle Gui is quick to deal with and complete the loading work in one breath. He kept praising me, saying that this explosive rod was a shocking explosion. It would be great if it was in the capital, but it was a big show of his face.

Uncle Gui packed up a bundle of gunpowder-filled poles, pulled Uncle Li, and went to the dormitory to drink happily. Before leaving, he specially reminded Uncle Gui to be careful of the candle. This little bit will kill you. I don’t know if this old man remembers it.

As for burning this explosive pole in Chang'an City, it is just a matter of having life for fun. If the Shengjiao is shocked, it will not be able to solve the problem. I guess Guoan and other things will be dispatched and pulled them directly into the bureau. First, kill the powerful sticks for fifty times, and then search the house. In the end, the whole family will die. Just like burning the pole, it will surely cause a sensation in the entire Chang'an City.

However, the formula of this gunpowder was written, and the brush was not working. Dayong found some charcoal and sharpened it. It was used as a pencil. Dayong watched me write so many words with this thing, and kept looking at me, just like that, looking at aliens.

"What are you doing? Have you never seen it?"

"Hehe, that's it, this thing is the first time I've seen this thing. This word is so... so delicate...!"

Dayong scratched his head and looked at me evasively, his eyes driftingly, and he felt insincere at first glance.

"Isn't it ugly?"

"hey-hey!"

I kicked it over, it was useless, and I almost sprained my foot. I looked at Dayong with grief and anger. This guy blushed and didn't dare to spit it out under my tyranny.

"roll!"

If you are granted a general amnesty, Dayong quickly turned around beautifully and made a standard 100-meter sprint, and then he heard laughter like a wolf howling.

We don’t blame him for being uneducated. We haven’t touched the pen for the past six months. We look at it myself and feel that it’s not very regular. It’s a bit messy and the spacing between lines is not accurate. It seems that the skills in my previous life are a little unfamiliar. If it’s not possible, you still have to practice it if you are empty, otherwise you will become illiterate.

"Guangcheng, what are you writing about this? Why are these words pieced together? There are still few strokes or drawings?"

Yu'er held my mobao, and although she tried hard to look rare on her face, the smile at the corner of her eyes betrayed her.

He snatched his own calligraphy, "What do you know? The word "is not money". This is the formula, gunpowder formula, and high-tech stuff. Our Tang Dynasty, no, your husband can do it all the world."

"Is that so, let me see again, really?" Yu'er reached out and grabbed it. Recently, this woman couldn't listen to the word "money". She spent a lot of money to renovate the village and renovate the yard. The family's assets were basically filled in, and the treasury was empty.

"Depending on what you are like, Uncle Li has just reported the account with you. The Yuan family will send money tomorrow. Why are you so stingy? By the way, this recipe needs to be collected. You will rely on this thing to go back to the capital. Quickly copy it, put it in an envelope, seal it with the white wine (formally renamed), Baihua Dew, and let the Cheng family caravan take it back after the New Year."

This matter is still something Grandpa Cheng has to do. The one who is so unreasonable, only Duke Lu dares to scold him in the Golden Palace. He admires and worships him.

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Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and I was arrested from the bed early this morning. On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, I worshiped my ancestors and rewarded my ancestors to report on the work situation over the past year. As the target of the Ning family, I lit incense wax for my ancestors with three bows, and gave them three times to how the Ning family successfully completed the work tasks of the previous year under my wise leadership, and truthfully reported to the ancestors who are currently doing underground work. At the same time, I carried out criticism and self-criticism to find out the shortcomings and improve them in the coming year. I was so tiring that I was shaking my legs. Look, look.

I pulled Yu'er to look at my legs. I was shaking so hard. I haven't stood there for so long. One morning, lunch, we lie down and eat. There was nothing we could do, we were tired.

I had enough rest and had lunch break, so I just went out for a walk, but Yu'er didn't go with us and said that I would clean up at home and wait until I had something to eat when I was about to stay up tomorrow so I wouldn't sit in the middle of the night.

On New Year's Eve, why would you sit foolishly? The only two of us in the Ning family, let Uncle Gui and Uncle Li come tomorrow night. The maids and mothers inside and outside are all sitting together to stay up to New Year's Eve, so it's decided that Yu'er would talk to Uncle Gui and Uncle Li. Anyway, these two widowed and widowed people are fine, and they are just lively in the yard.

The Chinese New Year will be held tomorrow. Every household in the village is busy, and they are called Dayong and Sangouzi, walking along Kangzhuang Avenue. This is the name we gave us. Yellow mud, carbon slag, lime, and three-in-one becomes three-in-one soil, which is not much worse than cement. The soil used in several roads on this village is used, and they are all named. The ones that are north-south are called Kangzhuang Avenue, and the ones that are east-west are called Fengshou Avenue, hehe, it's not bad.

"Sir, this road is really good, flat and down-to-earth." Dayong was honest and said it was really true, nothing fancy.

"That's right, who is our Lord Sir? It's just one way, what's the point? Yes, right?" Sangouzi's flattery was even louder than a blowout pole.

I didn't say anything, just raising my head and holding my hands behind my back. This is called unfathomable. This feels good. I hope Sangouzi will continue to talk and see if we will become aliens in the sound of Sangouzi's flattery.

I was very disappointed. Sangouzi was speechless. I guess this look flashed. I was too, forget it, forget it, let’s return to the original appearance. I was tired, raising my head and neck, tiring my arms, and relaxed in one breath. I walked to the grass west to rest. The three of them sat around, playing mahjong, three missing one, fighting landlords, there are no playing cards, forget it, we have newcomers, and we don’t play those low-level games that waste time.

"Sir, the sky is really good today." Dayong looked at the sky and said poetically.

"Yes, yes." Sangouzi also looked at the mud on his fingers and echoed.

"You..." I pointed to these two philosophers and was about to vomit.

Originally, I had to spend time, but I was hurt by the two of them and ended my leisure time on the outing. I went to the village house for an afternoon and unexpectedly accepted the praise and praise from the village house. Then I returned to the yard. Yu'er had already made people prepare meals and was happy. Although the food tasted badly, I was in a good mood and had a good appetite. I wiped out the decline in the afternoon. I took three dinners and went to bed, and waited for the New Year tomorrow. By the way, don't forget to practice the Jade Girl's Heart Method with Yu'er. It's almost the ninth level, and the results are coming soon. Come on.

After drinking and eating, I was full of food and lunch, and I lay on the bed with my back and forth, and I had no sleepiness at all. Yu'er around me had long fallen asleep, and I don't know what good dreams I had. It probably had something to do with me. Haha, I was very satisfied with this kind of life, mainly because I had no pressure. More than a thousand years of technology and experience allowed me to gain a foothold here, live a wealthy life, and even have the opportunity or if I want to live a more exciting life. But that kind of excitement is something I don't want to think about, plain and real. Just Yu'er, uncle Gui, uncle Li, and Ning's village households. As for Chang'an, if you can go back, go back, do your best and leave it to fate. At worst, we will live a long life in the south. However, the prosperity of Chang'an is very attractive to me. The history books say so mysteriously, the world's largest capital, the fashion capital, and the prosperous place. If you want to go back, you must check it out. At least find a brick of the city wall to carve Ningwen and visit here. How great it is.

I don’t know when I fell asleep, but I had a dream at night. I went back to Chang'an and rehabilitated my father Ning Zuhui and promoted him to another level. The Marquis of Shenquan County, just golden and white gold and silver, was given a lot of gold and silver, and pulled it back with a cart, and installed half a room. Yu'er lay on it and laughed foolishly, forgetting what her surname was. Just thinking about how to flower, she woke up and it was dawn. It was early this morning, the damn rooster was teasing the hen again, a erotic crazy chicken!
Chapter completed!