Looking at the two choices in front of him, Zhao Lang was a little moved.

The crossbow is a great weapon in the cold weapon era!

It depends on each dynasty. Swords and guns are not allowed, but bows and crossbows are definitely prohibited.

And Zhuge Liannu can fire continuously!

As long as the quantity is sufficient, suppression can be directly achieved!

Zhao Lang is lying when he says he is not tempted.

But if you want to join the Qin Army, isn't this a joke?

Who is he?

A rebel who planned to rebel after Qin Shi Huang died!

If you really want to join the Qin army, if something is revealed, it will be a joke!

In Da Qin, those who rebelled would have their homes confiscated and their families exterminated!

And the second reward is primary cement.

Zhao Lang is no stranger to cement. After all, he lived in a forest of cement and steel bars in his last life.

This thing is a powerful defensive weapon!

Use it to build a fort or something, and it will be invulnerable to fire and water!

"Why, this general's request is difficult?"

Seeing that Zhao Lang was silent, Zhang Han said,

Zhao Lang had already made a decision at this time and said,

"Thank you for your kindness, General. I have no plans to join the army."

Zhang Han frowned slightly, but did not force it. He shook his head and said,

"You are the son of a merchant. Logically speaking, you are not qualified to join my general's command directly. I saw that you have some strength, so I became interested in talents."

"I thought I had encountered a piece of beautiful jade that could be seen carved, but I didn't expect that it was just a young bird with no ambitions."

When Zhang Han said this, he had no intention of avoiding Zhao Lang.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Lang with a bit of disdain.

With his status, let alone Zhao Lang, even if Zhao Lang's father comes, he can only listen to his scolding!

In Da Qin, the status of merchants was not high.

Zhao Lang didn't mind either, mainly because he felt that the general named Zhang Han in front of him felt familiar somehow.

Returning with a smile,

"What the general said is that the boy really just wants to make some money now."

Seeing Zhao Lang admit it directly, Zhang Han waved his hand and said,

"That's all, let's go."

Zhao Lang did not hesitate and bowed directly to leave.

Standing on the city gate, watching Zhao Lang leave quickly with a dozen people, Zhang Han suddenly smiled and said,

"It's quite interesting. If there is any news about this kid in the future, please pay more attention to me."

The subordinate on the side was a little confused and asked,

"General, didn't you say that he has no ambition?"

Zhang Han looked at his clueless subordinates and said angrily,

"I did say it."

"But how come you didn't notice his technique of deliberately humiliating himself when facing me?"

"Think again, when you first met me, you couldn't even say a word clearly!"

When the past events were mentioned, my subordinate blushed.

"General, why are you talking about this?"

Zhang Han became even more angry,

"If you hadn't failed to live up to expectations, would it be necessary for me, general, to recruit talents myself?"

The subordinate immediately did not dare to speak.

"Also, a clerk from the county government came over yesterday, saying that many craftsmen seem to have disappeared in the county in recent days. When you check in and out of the city."

"Be careful, don't just think about making money!"

"Building the Great Wall in the north is exactly when craftsmen are needed."

"Yes, General."

The subordinate responded immediately and left in a hurry.

Zhao Lang galloped all the way, and when he returned to the salt field, it was almost evening.

We walked straight to the salt refinery.

"How's it going?"

Zhao Lang looked at the slaves who were still working and asked casually.

"Back to the young master, I have already mastered a hundred kilograms of coarse salt today."

The two stewards returned.

Zhao Lang nodded. The method he taught these slaves could only produce coarse salt.

Anyway, the other party's request is only one thousand kilograms of coarse salt.

The real way to practice refined salt can only come out after he completely controls the salt field.

"You two know, there are no rocks around here... Well, forget it."

Zhao Lang waved his hand halfway through asking.

He has obtained the method of making primary cement, the most important raw material of which is limestone.

In fact, there is another way to make lime, which is to burn shells from the seaside.

shell?

Zhao Lang thought of Brother Hai and the others. Of course, the most reliable way would be to ask a local stonemason.

Anyway, if you want to send supplies to the other party, it doesn't hurt to ask and be prepared with both hands.

"Go to hell, let everyone have a good rest. Tomorrow morning, we will go find someone first and then go back to Zhuangzi."

Zhao Lang ordered.

Running around on horseback is actually a very hard job.

"Yes, Master."

Go to hell and let everyone rest.

Soon, night fell and a bright moon rose in the night sky.

A dark shadow quietly approached the salt field.

"Well, I finally found the right place this time. This salt farm is too remote."

"No matter what, save people first."

Along the way, we touched the dilapidated wooden house where slaves were kept.

Soon, bursts of sounds came from the dilapidated wooden house,

"It's the Saint! The Saint is here to save us!"

"Shh, don't make a sound!"

"Since you know me, you should also know my rules."

"The criminals will not be rescued, only the unjust ones will be rescued. After they are rescued, they will have to work in a special place. This period of time will be used to determine your identity."

"If anyone wants to fool around, you should have heard that I have killed many people with my own hands."

A cold female voice came from the wooden house.

Suddenly, the people in the wooden house became much quieter.

Only then did the saint say,

"Go that way, someone will pick you up."

Figures walked out of the wooden house one after another, and then disappeared into the night.

Just when everything was going smoothly, suddenly there was a shouting sound in the wooden house,
To be continued...