Wang Hou has old friends in the world of tricking the big man?

It seemed that there was really one! He followed Wang Ganzi down the mountain in a daze and looked at the intersection. Wang Hou's eyes immediately glared like a glass ball, full of disbelief, and screamed in shock with the duck's voice.

"Old Yu, why are you here?"

Wearing a gray-blue Taoist robe, her completely white hair was tied neatly, and her big bearded face was spreading wildly. The old man sitting cross-legged in the ox cart with a seat was not Yu Ji or who? Listening to Wang Hou's shocked shouting, the old guy finally opened his eyes and smiled and bowed.

"I've always been good if I haven't seen you for ten days?"

Confucius said: If you have friends coming from afar, it is not advisable to greet them! After a few greetings at the foot of the mountain, under Wang Hou's "invitation", Yu Ji and his ordinary disciples happily walked into Wang Hou's one acre of three-part land.

The old guy is a celebrity. Although he is not a big shot, he is quite arrogant. His apprentice of the 20s is driving about ten ox carts, and each ox cart is pulling a heavy box. I wonder if it were the coptis chinensis I saw last time. The wheels were pressing on the Black Mountain Road full of slag ashes, creaking and creaking. The tenants who were working were curiously protruding their heads and looking at them. As there were too many people, the old chariot looked like a fairy-like and chanting the Taoist name, which made the tenants stunned.

When he arrived at the mine halfway up the mountain, Yu Ji took two apprentices to carry a big box and followed Wang Hou into his small house. He threw the box onto the kang. The old guy was so happy that he sat cross-legged on the kang again, looking like a typical northeastern silver in his later generations. The fire that had been roasted for a few seconds came warming up. Yu Ji held his fists and bowed with emotion.

"Before Xuchang in the future, I heard people tell you the wonders of Wang Lingguan's spring bed. When I saw him today, I was indeed well-known! When the old Taoist traveled to Liaodong, he couldn't sleep when he was cold in winter. If he could even install Wang Lingguan's spring bed, it wouldn't be so difficult to go to the bitter and cold place! Lingguan really has a delicate heart."

"Old Yu is praised!"

He also gave a polite gift with his fists. Wang Hou asked curiously again: "I wonder what is the price for Mr. Yu to come to the humble house?"

"Oh! When I was leaving a few days ago, didn't the order official give Lao Jiu a bad hexagram? Lao Jiu went back to watch the astrological signs at night and deduced the Zhou Yi, which made it more and more confirmed the hexagram of the order official. Even ants are greedy for life, so I am not the same! Therefore, I will not travel south this year, and plan to disturb the order official for a year, and then take a walk in Xudu!"

"Forehead……"

Wang Hou's face was a little bit slapped, and he felt like he was shooting himself in the foot. Good guy, Yu Ji didn't go to die, and he wanted to eat and drink in his house for nothing. This old Taoist priest is a money-burning job. He was unwilling to offer such a great god at home for no reason, and he had a smile on his face. Wang Hou pretended to be smiling, but he quickly waved his hands.

"Mr. Yu is here, and I am really glorious! But I am really afraid that Mr. Yu will be neglected, so Wang will be very guilty!"

"Haha, the official should not worry. I sleep in the open air. One meal is enough to fill my hunger and one bed to sleep! What's more, Wang Lingguang is as warm as spring, and it's better to come here than one of the road!"

OK! Yu Ji looked smiling, he was staying here, but just when Wang Hou was depressed, the old guy waved his hand to the side with a smile, pointed at the box and said with a smile.

"By the way, didn't the order official ask me about saltpeter sulfur last time? This time, the old Taoist went to Huangshi Mountain and asked fellow Taoists for half a box of saltpeter and half a box of sulfur, and brought it to the order official!"

After saying this, Wang Hou was so scared that he almost turned his back. What a guy, he was so hot that he was tens of degrees on the kang, with dozens of kilograms of gunpowder on the kang. If it was blown up, I don’t know which one he would have to blow him up. The Han Dynasty was already behind. He didn’t want to experience the life of a primitive man again. Yu Ji was confused. Wang Hou snatched the old man’s hand and rolled out of the house, and slipped out twenty or thirty meters in one breath. Seeing that the house was not blown up, he was sweating and turned around and bowed sadly.

"I would like to thank Mr. Yu for your great kindness and virtue, and thank you for your eight generations of ancestors!"

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Dinner is made of hand-rolled noodles with egg sauce! Sitting on the kang, the gods are like the country bumpkins who have never seen the world. The chopsticks are like the wind, and they almost swallowed their tongues. Wang Hou was sympathetic and shook his head. The ancients were so bitter! I have never seen any world and I have never eaten any delicious food.

But after a moment of pity, Wang Hou became a little headache again. Yu Ji was not an ordinary person. His reputation was so strong that Sun Ce was afraid. Even if his civil servants and military generals advised him, even the Wu Guotai would come forward and kill him! Wang Hou was really unsure whether he could bring in this old trick to arouse Mr. Cao's fear.

Don’t take it in? It’s a trivial matter to tear Yu Ji’s face. The sulfur saltpeter is always at the hands of the Taoist priests these days. If Wang Hou breaks up, he will be thinking about getting gunpowder in the future, which will be even more difficult!

Let’s go to Mr. Cao to report it tomorrow!

"Official Wang Ling, I'm adding a bowl of noodles to me!"

When he was stunned, a basin of eggs made of braised noodles was actually made by the old Taoist and several disciples. No wonder Yu Ji lived so strong and was so edible at this age! After a moment of confusion, Wang Hou quickly raised his throat.

"Old Fu, add more food!!!"

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It seems that Mr. Cao's situation is much bigger than that of the little overlord of Jiangdong, Sun Ce. By reporting on his work, Wang Hou carefully reported that Yu Ji wanted to rely on his "humble home" for more than a year. Unexpectedly, Cao Cao didn't care at all, and responded impatiently, as if he was worried about his bad things, and turned over.

After being fooled by this, Wang Hou breathed a sigh of relief. In the morning, he pretended to be enthusiastic about his work and walked around the empty Taicang. At noon, he personally brought the sword spear and armor that he promised to Xiahou Dun to the mansion. In the afternoon, he ran away and waited to collect the money.

However, when he returned to the mine, Yu Ji disappeared. When he asked Wang Ganzi, the old guy was not afraid of smell. He took his apprentice to Niujia Village to actually investigate Wang Hou's biogas pool. It is estimated that Wang Hou's theory of grain reincarnation was still very careless, so he chose to give up going south to Wuyue and come to Wang Hou to see if his grain reincarnation is reliable.

As long as the old guy doesn't lift his weight and rebel, he will promote the death of heaven, and Huang Tian should stand up! Wang Hou will go with him, and there is no need to worry about this old Taoist, and he can continue to work on his career again.

The mines are also much more lively today, because the first batch of weapons were built. When it was distributed, the private armed forces of the family were stronger than the recruited peasant armed forces, and a large part of them were stronger here. According to the Han law, the peasant militias conscripted needed to bring their own weapons and armor. The quality of weapons in the world varies, which is far less stable and reliable than those built by the large family.

Granting weapons is also a very ritual thing in the feudal era. Just like later Japanese warriors have the power to cross the sword but civilians have not. When they get weapons, although they are still slaves, their social status is one class higher than tenant farmers. Moreover, although the twenty military merits and other title systems left by the Qin Dynasty have long become famous under the impact of the rise of a great family and the system of recommendation, they have made military achievements on the battlefield and still have the opportunity to get rid of this slave status and get their own ban. Even if they have to rely on Wang Hou, the lord, to continue to be loyal, they are still the smallest level of the gentry master!

So Wang Fu did not dare to issue the weapons privately. He waited until Wang Hou came back, and then he transported the weapons to the ground platform of the small schoolyard and distributed them by Wang Hou himself.

It was really ritual. Wang Fu sang the title, and the team with a very strict lineup on the other side was out in sequence. When he arrived in front of the Tutai, he saluted and knelt down. Wang Hou held his armor and a ring-headed sword in his hands. The recipient kowtowed to report his name, and then he thanked the lord for his kindness for his armor. Then he hugged the long halberd, which was long and heavy, and the meaning was not as heavy as the ring-headed sword that had not yet been separated from the sword. After receiving it, just go directly to the long weapon rack to get it.

Strictly speaking, Wang Hou's armor is not considered plate armor. It is just a whole piece of hydraulic forged armor on the chest. The abdomen is made of long armor pieces similar to those of the lobster's abdomen. The back is similar to the same design, but Wang Hou is much more stingy in defenses on the arms and legs. Like Mr. Cao's tiger and leopard cavalry, the armor is defended to the wrists, and the thighs also have two crotch defenses hanging on a lot of armor pieces. These are not at all for Wang Hou. His newly released armor is like two turtle shells.

However, compared with the mainstream armor and scale armor of this era, Wang Hou's armor maintained a relatively light weight and strengthened its defense power at the same time. The whole armor of the tiger and leopard cavalry weighed 26 kilograms, and what would be the long halberd, horse lance, bow and arrow, and sword? A heavy armored knight needs to carry a weight of about 40 kilograms, but Wang Hou's turtle shell armor is only about 13 kilograms, and the long halberd, small round shield and knife are only 25 kilograms. A less than 15 kilograms of weight means that more physical strength can be maintained on the battlefield and fight for a longer time.

Eighty-four newcomers plus nine tiger and leopard cavalry, it took Wang Hou two hours to get the armor. He buckled the newly-launched turtle shell armor on his body, tied the belt on his left rib, and shook the long halberd about three meters away. The nine Wang Congge who had seen him were obviously dissatisfied, but the newcomers were full of novelty. From time to time, there was a long halberd stab, and he pulled out the ring-headed sword and played for a few times. He had a lot of fun.

But these newcomers didn’t know that they had sent the real guy. Starting tomorrow, training will be a little harder!

It was a vacation in the afternoon to cultivate the sense of pride and identity of the personal military corps. They had to feel that they were better than their fellow villagers who were farming. After a new weapon was released, Wang Hou was rarely kind-hearted. With a wave of his hand, they went home and showed off.

After working hard on the personal military affairs, Wang Hou got into the room next to the small military camp and opened the box that Yu Ji brought to him yesterday next to the window. A smell of sulfur suddenly came to his face.

I have to admire the ancient alchemist. I don’t know what methods this unmasked alchemist had done. The saltpeter and sulfur in the box were refined in two boxes, and the color was clearly black and yellow. However, looking at the two boxes, Wang Hou was full of entanglement.

The golden ratio of black gunpowder in later generations was fifteen to two to three, but here there were more saltpeter and sulfur, which were added together, with a total of more than twenty kilograms of gunpowder. Even if a gram is not wasted, it could only be equipped with more than thirteen kilograms of gunpowder. Wang Hou equipped gunpowder to use it for blasting ore. This thing is a drop in the bucket. Even if there is one, according to Ji's supply, it is probably not enough to provide Wang Hou's demand for iron ore mining.

But throwing it away like this? It’s a pity! He grabbed his ears and heads like a monkey and turned around several circles around the box. After closing the box lid heavily, Wang Hou turned around and slipped into the blacksmith shop again.

There, I had just completed the work of creating the sword for Xiahou Dun. Wang Yuan didn't even have a rest. He kept taking the hammer and continued to hammer the next sword. I really don't know if his ancestors were covered with Gan Jiang Moye's blood.

However, he raised his hammer high. Before the wheel could go down, he suddenly stopped and suddenly rang behind his back. The force was useless. He almost stretched his waist disc out and put the hammer aside with depression. Seeing Wang Houfeng coming in quickly, Wang Yuan could not get angry yet, so he could only wretched a face full of muscles and clasped his fists sadly.

"Master, you ordered?"

"Can you fight these?"

Having already drawn the drawings, Wang Hou put the yellow papers in excitement, took them in surprise, glanced at them, and asked in surprise again.

"Master, why are you doing so many iron pipes?"

"Ask you if you can call, why is that much trouble!"

"This, I have never tried it. You Rong Xiao's research!"

With a frown, Wang Yuan was struggling with his calloused slap.
Chapter completed!