Her face became solemn, "Shibo, you must keep the secret and not let the secret recipe of Zhentian Lei spread out, otherwise the family law will serve you! Do you understand?"
Fang Shibo nodded. Although he is not as far-reaching as Fang Shiyi, how can he easily pass on his own stuff to others?
He is young, not stupid.
"Second sister, we really need Zhentian Lei. We only have a few servants. If Zhu Chongjiu comes, we won't be able to stop him at all."
He stood his ground.
The thunderbolt is unrivaled in the world, both in its lethality and intimidating power.
"It is indeed an enemy-killing artifact." Fang Shiyi thought thoughtfully.
"But the last time we killed Wu Mazi, the county magistrate said that it was his love for the people that moved heaven, and that it was God's thunder that destroyed the bandits. If we use the sky-shaking thunder to blast Zhu Chongjiu again, it will be hard for the county magistrate to explain."
"I'll go discuss it with eldest sister."
Fang Shiyi went to discuss with Fang Shiqing, but Fang Shibo felt bored staying alone and ran to Kong Fang's room again.
Kong Fang no longer blamed him for making the Thunder Thunder in private, but gave him a blueprint.
The drawing was drawn by him based on the shape of the wooden handle grenade in his previous life.
Because black powder was not strong enough, in order to reduce the weight of the projectile as much as possible and fill it with the maximum amount of gunpowder, he did not choose cast iron as the projectile body, but a pure wooden structure.
His design was to use wood to make a wooden-handled grenade shape, and then hollow it out and fill it with gunpowder. He originally designed the fuse at the end of the handle, but he was worried that the sparks from the fuse would burn the grenade holder, so he placed it in the middle of the projectile instead.
The projectile is shaped like a pineapple, with an inner diameter of about 10 cm, a length of about 20 cm, a wall thickness of 0.5 cm, a handle that is 10 cm long, and a diameter of about 3 cm.
Plan to fill 2 to 3 pounds of gunpowder. In order to enhance the lethality, iron beads are added in appropriate amounts.
He didn't know what the measurement unit of the Daxing Dynasty was, so he simply drew the picture according to the 1:1 legend.
He also drew cross-section diagrams to make it easier for craftsmen to understand.
This thunder is an upgraded version of the jar thunder. It is not easy to break and easy to throw, but the detonation method is the same.
He also wanted to make it like a grenade in his previous life, which could be detonated by pulling a match cord or striking a fuse, but he did not have the technology to make a fuse device.
Fang Shibo stared at the drawings for a long time. Kong Fang thought he understood and was secretly praising him for his cleverness and calling him a genius, but he suddenly looked up.
"Brother-in-law, what are you painting?"
"puff……"
Kong Fang spurted out a mouthful of old blood. He didn't even understand. Why are you pretending?
"The new version of Zhentian Lei. The last Zhentian Lei was too simple and inconvenient to use because of the rush. You take the drawings... By the way, do we have a carpenter at home?"
"Yes." Fang Shibo nodded.
"Give him the drawings and ask him to make them according to the drawings. Remember, use dry and good wood."
"Can I use golden nanmu?"
Fang Shibo put away the drawings. Kong Fangfang almost lost his temper. This wasteful thing, the shell of a grenade is actually made of golden nanmu? !
Don’t you know that golden nanmu can be called the gold among trees?
"Fang Shibo, do you know what the prodigal boy looks like?"
He held back his anger and kept telling himself that he was still a child.
Fang Shibo didn't know the deep meaning of his words and shook his head naturally.
"I do not know."
"He looks just like you!"
"Brother-in-law, why are you scolding me? Can we still get along?" Fang Shibo suddenly became angry.
Kong Fang sighed. Discussing failure and failure with the landlord's son was like discussing diligence and thrift with the rich second generation in his previous life.
There will be no gratitude for you.
He won't laugh at you for being stupid, even if he has given you enough face, so save it.
"Just use regular hardwood."
He patiently explained the drawings to Fang Shibo and made sure he understood before asking him to find a carpenter.
As soon as Fang Shibo left with his front foot, Fang Shiyi arrived with his back foot.
"Brother-in-law, I just saw Shibo in a hurry. What was he doing?" She was holding a plate of fruit in her hand. The fruit looked like pears, but not like pears.
After placing the fruit plate, she took out the short knife she carried with her and peeled the fruit.
"I asked him to find a carpenter to make the shell of the Thunderbolt." Kong Fang replied.
Shocking thunder!
The knife in Fang Shiyi's hand paused for a moment. She had just come from Fang Shiqing's place, and her purpose was to ask Kong Fang to make Thunder Thunder again, but she didn't expect that he had already made preparations in advance.
She was delighted.
"Brother-in-law, my eldest sister personally selected these pears, washed them with her own hands, and asked me to bring them over."
She intended to bridge the relationship between Kong Fang and Fang Shiqing. She thought that even if Kong Fang didn't jump for joy, he should at least express his gratitude.
Unexpectedly, he looked at the pear and fell into deep thought.
"Brother-in-law..." she called softly.
"Ah, um..." Kong Fang woke up from his thoughts.
"Are they...really pears?"
These pears are different from those in the previous life. They are larger in size, look like the Shatian pomelo in the previous life, and have pear-like skin.
"Of course."
Fang Shiyi originally wanted to laugh at him for not recognizing pears, but then remembered that he had lost his memory, so she stopped laughing at him, "We don't have this pear in Daxing Dynasty. It grows in Da Min in the south."
"It is said that the flowers bloom in early spring, and the flowers are as white as snow; the fruits are ripe in autumn, sweet and juicy, crisp and delicious." She cut off a piece of pear flesh with a knife and brought it to Kong Fang's mouth.
The flesh of the pear is indeed sweet, crispy and juicy when it comes to the mouth. Perhaps it is due to the superior natural environment of the Daxing Dynasty, or perhaps it is because the pears of the Damin Kingdom are not artificially ripened. They are really a hundred times more delicious than the pears of the previous life.
"tasty!"
Kong Fang raised his hand to wipe away the pear juice that overflowed from the corner of his mouth. When he noticed Fang Shiyi cutting off a piece of pear meat with a knife, his eyebrows suddenly jumped.
"Shiyi, you said this pear was given to me by your sister?"
"Yes, she hand-picked it and washed it herself. My brother-in-law is actually my sister..."
Fang Shiyi never forgets to improve Fang Shiqing's image, but she also finds that Kong Fang's expression is wrong.
"Brother-in-law, what's wrong with you?"
Kong Fang scratched his head and asked hesitantly: "Shiyi, in our Daxing Dynasty, does pears have any special meaning?"
He remembered clearly that in his previous life, because pears had the same pronunciation as "li", sometimes it was no longer a simple fruit, and it was especially taboo to give pears, especially between lovers.
He and Fang Shiqing had a bad relationship to begin with. Does her gift of pears have any other special meaning?
Fang Shiyi was confused. She knew that flowers had a flower language, but she had not heard that pears had a fruit language.
"Are you thinking too much?" Fang Shiyi's beautiful eyes flashed.
"Although pear was a rare fruit in the Daxing Dynasty, it is still a fruit after all. What meaning can it have? Did you read it from a book or heard a legend?"
It turns out that I was overthinking it!
Kong Fang's heart dropped to the ground.
Although he didn't like Fang Shiqing, let alone love her, he really didn't want her to be the first to propose the dissolution of their marriage.
There is no way, it is the machismo brought from the previous life that is causing trouble.
He was embarrassed to let Fang Shiyi feed him again, so he took the pear from her hand and opened his mouth to bite it. Fang Shiyi looked surprised, when did her brother-in-law become so thick...
Lu.
So casual?
