Chu Qing cursed when he got off the boat.
He felt like a silly boy.
But on second thought, he felt that the cuttlefish was the stupid boy.
Chu Qing, who was looking unhappy, scolded Cuiyu: "Why did you just leave it there for so long without a net? You must be mentally ill."
"Yes, there is no net." Cuiyu was not angry and smiled slightly: "Then what were you knocking on there in the first place?"
Chu Qing left without saying a word.
He has discovered that in these technical jobs, once they learn to talk, one is better than the other. Talking doesn't matter. The main thing is that these people have enough brains. While talking, they use their IQ. He is really the best. There was no room for rebuttal at all.
While walking, Chu Qing frowned and thought about a question.
Yes, if I don’t have an internet connection, I’ll just go out on the sea and knock my ass off. It’s just free time.
When he got ashore, he could tell with his long eyes that Chu Da was pouting and in a bad mood. He was obviously looking for trouble. The left side of his face was written provocatively and the right side was written troublemaking. He squinted his eyes to look for a punching bag.
Wen Laoliu and Xiao Zhi hid farthest away, because they were most likely to get into trouble.
Chu Qing stood at the beach, waiting for someone to come over without opening his eyes, and then let him vent his anger.
When Chen Yan arrived, twenty steps away, he suddenly saw Chu Qing with a gloomy face. He turned around and walked away, faster and faster, and then started running away.
Wen Ya, who was waiting to watch the excitement in the distance, was dumbfounded: "Isn't he a prince? Is he also afraid of Dudu?"
Xiao Zhi said nothing.
The prince is nothing, the emperor has to say thank you to Brother Chu even if Dudu borrows money.
Not everyone is afraid of Chu Qing. They want to curse when they see Chu Qing. On the contrary, some people are in a particularly good mood. Cuiyu and Feng Daoren, both of whom are not old men according to their age, happily look at Guocheng and explain the business as they go. .
Cuttlefish asked people to collect materials for weaving nets and prepare to catch fish to solve the food problem.
The Feng Dao people were now considered to be among the core of the front line. They called Wang Tongtong and asked the Second Tong to send people to find the sulfur and thenardite for making gunpowder.
Chu Qing waited for a long time and suddenly became happy when he saw that no one took the bait.
Cuttlefish is the most important thing of the Mo family. Gunpowder has been around since the pre-Qin Dynasty. How could the Mo family not know about it? Not to mention Zhao Baodaner, who is a member of the Taoist sect. In the earliest days, gunpowder was among these people. The Taoist drummed it up while making elixirs.
I blame myself for this matter, indeed I blame myself for not asking, let alone thinking deeply about it.
After thinking about it, Chu Qing realized that this timing was really clever.
Even if you tinker with gunpowder at the border, it won't be of much use. Fighting against the Liang people is a horse fight. They can't stand and wait for you to blast them, unless you can get a cannon, and you can't drag them to the grassland to fight, but you can. Defending the city was just a trip to the border. The Liangrong vanguard army, let alone attacking the city, was directly stuck on the uncle, without even touching the city wall gate.
Suddenly, Chu Qing remembered what Tao Ruolin said to him before, God's will, maybe it really was God's will.
He didn't worry about this when he was at the border.
In a war, no one will die.
But when he arrived in the East China Sea, he began to worry.
People will die in war, but he feels it is not worth it. No one should die in fighting a Japanese dog.
Of course, Chu Qing also knew that this was a fanciful thing. He didn't raise a little boy or a fat guy. If he wanted to destroy a country, how could he not suffer any damage in the battle?
But now, that extremely simple gunpowder formula appeared, neither too late nor too early. It seemed to be God's arrangement, and it appeared just when he was about to face the Japanese thieves.
Without any precautions or worries, you just appeared like this, bringing me surprises in the three roads of the East China Sea. I couldn't help myself. But the thief just liked this one. Without me knowing it, the thief slowly Disappeared, there is no news from Zhongzhou, what is left is just memories, only exists, amidst the rejection of all eternity, Bazahei, Bangbang, two shots.
"Weaving a net!" Chu Qing stood up suddenly, showed a big smile, and shouted to the old ladies from Lake City who were carrying logs in the distance: "Let's eat barbecue tonight, eat until you are full, and eat more."
Thousands of old people from Hucheng screamed with excitement and were so moved.
The boss is really a good person!
Chu Qing shouted again: "Only when you are full can you have the strength to work as a coolie. Start working for an extra hour tomorrow!"
Thousands of Lake City veterans moved in unison, lowered their heads, and continued to carry the logs.
Fucking beast!
After finding a log and squatting down, Chu Qing began to plan his next move.
"With gunpowder, you can move some things forward."
Fu San, with the abacus in his arms, said concisely: "Aristocratic family!"
"That's right. First destroy the aristocratic family, then fight against the Japanese thieves. Switch from defense to attack. Stop playing with literature and use martial arts as soon as possible."
"Master, is the gunpowder you mentioned really so powerful? Don't delay the master's plan."
"Third brother, what are you talking about? Regarding the plans I have made, which one went wrong?"
The third brother said nothing and continued to make calculations.
"No, third brother, what do you mean?"
"Yes, yes." Fu San nodded repeatedly: "Everything you said is right."
Chu Qing: "..."
Seeing that even Third Brother did not have confidence in himself, Chu Qing shrugged: "Others don't believe in me, Third Brother, you have to believe in me."
"Master, please stop joking. Ma Rujing doesn't believe it even at a young age, so I believe you."
Chu Qing scratched his forehead, why did these words sound so wrong.
Lao Ma's mouth is quite firm, but, anyway, something is wrong.
"No matter what, let's build a noble family first."
Fu San became interested: "Do it first?"
"That's right, but first we have to seize all the family's belongings."
"Money and food?"
Chu Qing nodded: "It's money and food. Grab their money, food, land, and other useful things."
"If it's robbery, then it's murder?"
"Wrong." Chu Qing smiled slightly: "It's normal to rob money, but how to rob it."
Fu San took out his short knife and stuck it directly into the ground: "Hand over your fucking money!"
"Yes, but this one is too low-end. We have to go for the high-end one."
"What is high-end?"
"Hello sir, could you please sign here."
The third brother was confused and couldn't understand it at all.
Chu Qing laughed loudly: "You who use a knife can only rob others of what they have, but I who use a pen can rob them and ruin everything."
The third brother didn't understand, but he didn't ask, and felt that he should study hard, thinking that this "new type of knowledge" would be of great use in the future.
"That guy, the guy who almost made Bihua turn into an A4, is he dead?"
"The killer, Xiang Lin, is not dead and is being held in prison. Young Master, you asked Lin Hu to ask about the people he had killed before. When he was asked, they were all members of the East China Sea family and some officials. Although this person was not a good bird, he was not a good person either. If you kill innocent people indiscriminately, you are considered a person with a bottom line."
"What's the bottom line?"
"If you don't pay, you won't kill."
Chu Qing: "..."
Those who have the means to hire killers and assassins are definitely not ordinary people, and those who want to be killed are not ordinary people. And in Donghai, out of the ten bastards, eleven are not ordinary people.
When a bastard hires assassins to kill people, he is definitely not killing ordinary people, and ordinary people have no money to hire assassins.
So it's not surprising that this man named Xiang Lin has never killed any good people.
"Bring it to him. Let's spend some money on military expenses first."
