Wei Yang would not say that he went to the basement of the backyard to find more than a dozen craftsmen. They had already made them into cakes in a ratio of 70% saltpeter, 1.5% sulfur, and 1.5% charcoal according to the recipe brought by Wei Yang. They first made them into cakes in a fine manner, then pounded them into debris, and finally shake them in a wooden barrel to form prototype particles.

This is not from Weiyang Association.

He heard the little princess talk about it in Hami, and also went to see the small gunpowder making workshop next to the royal palace.

It’s not that Zhao Yunfu is bold, but the workshop is actually just a small laboratory, which is used to improve existing technology, not for production.

"It's done well." Wei Yang took dozens of taels of gold and silver and distributed it to the craftsmen, and then asked, "You have lived in the western front for generations, mostly trapped by Ma Heima. Do you want to stay in Turpan or return to Hami?"

Craftsman Liu Erdao: "If sir, we will not be willing to stay here for a day - we will go home!"

The other craftsmen wandered for a while, and some could not let go of their family business, but when they thought that the matter today was leaked, they were afraid that they could not even save their lives, so they asked them to go back.

"Please pack up, I will take you out of the city. I have chosen a hiding place. When the Turpan Khanate is destroyed, you can go home." Wei Yang said, "As for your future livelihood, if you are willing to be craftsmen, I will take you to meet the old prince. If you don't want to, you can also do things in my factory. Remember, you must be careful with your family. What kind of gold, silver and fineness in your family can be hidden underground and compensated later. Therefore, remember the property at home. If there is any loss, I will give it to you."

The craftsmen looked at Gao Buli, and they had been working here for several days.

Gao Buli hesitated for a moment and ordered someone to withdraw the money.

Wei Yang then said, "Mr. Gao is righteous, I cannot treat you unfairly. If you are willing to stay, I will sell you 30% of the fine salt west of Hami in the future. When the Tumote tribe surrenders, you may have 30% of the fine salt business there. If you have the ability, the business in the Central Plains can also compete."

Gao Buli was both surprised and happy. He just wanted to eat the fine salt business in Turpan.

"If you go back to Persia, I will not be able to help you." Wei Yang said.

Gao Buli sighed, "Although he has three Persian faces, his body and mind have already returned to the Central Plains. What I believe is Buddha."

That's good.

"Then be prepared, beware of Ma Heima's anger and implicated your house." Wei Yang said.

Gao Buli smiled and said, "I have a lot of contact with Tumot's troops..."

As soon as I said this, someone came to visit.

Noma Heima's youngest son, accompanied by seven or eight masters.

"This guy is a wall of earth that blocks the wind. They must have come for the Tumot tribe." Wei Yang said, "I have found out that the day after tomorrow is a good day for Ma Heimali Xiaosutan. They are afraid that they want to win over the Tumot tribe to support themselves. You will deal with them and completely use your benefits in the Turpan Khanate. I will make the decision for you."

Gao Buli went out to deal with it, and Wei Yang ordered the craftsmen to sneak out of the secret room. Following him from the back door, he took them home one by one while the night was quiet. In a moment, more than ten households were panicked to get some valuables, at most, only three or five taels of silver in the family property, most of which were extremely poor. Let Wei Yang wait together.

Wei Yang walked out of the dark, and none of these people turned against each other.

In the past two years, he has three faults in the enemy territory.

One does not eat food from familiar people, and two does not trust anyone completely.

The third thing is to not relax your vigilance at any time.

It is precisely these three parties who guarantee that he has never revealed his whereabouts and cannot withstand the pressure to turn against the brink of the lord? Then it will naturally reveal the secret.

When it comes to such figures, Wei Yang is neither a Holy Mother nor a Holy Monk.

Right?

"Follow me." Wei Yang led a group of craftsmen out of the house and came all the way under the city wall. He planned the rhythm of the patrol team in his heart. When it was dawn, he would have brought more than ten families outside the city.

There are mountains ten miles west of the city, and the mountains are extremely desolate, with two or three caves, which are crisscrossed and crisscrossed. It takes one or two days for three or five hundred people to search.

The craftsmen were surprised, why did there be a lot of food here?

"I sometimes rest here. The flour is enough for you to use for several days. There are jerky meat and some fruits and vegetables. Although it is a bit dry, it is guaranteed to be full." Wei Yang touched the heads of several surprised children and said gently, "There are some candy, follow me."

He took a few bags from the mountain wall and grabbed a handful of candies, some of which were malt sugar and some dried fruits. He ate some first and then distributed them to the children.

The craftsmen didn't understand the meaning, but when they thought about it carefully, they laughed when they looked at each other.

This is to make them believe that they are brought here not to silence them.

"It's dawn, I'll cook some food, and I'll eat some too." Wei Yang said, "You must be careful to use the smokeless stove I designed here, and not to be exposed to the eyes of the horse and Heima cavalry."

After dinner, the man also found that there was some white wine.

"It's cold in the autumn mountains. You have to get up at night to watch, but don't drink too much." Wei Yang said, "In a few days, I'll send someone to see you. If you hear the 'God of Heavenly King', you will go back to the 'Queen Little Princess'. They will say 'Pagoda River Demon' again. You should say 'going back and digging', remember?"

The craftsmen are puzzled.

"There is no other meaning, it's just that the little county is the master of the western border. Just remember it." Wei Yang yawned.

After sleeping in the cave, he woke up at noon and ate some food at will. Seeing dozens of people quiet and tidy, Wei Yang reminded them to pass the secret code and then assigned people to whom he was the leader, who would inform the news, and even took the sharpened stick from the cave to his life. They just learned to stab the outside of the cave, so they took the sword and left.

When we arrived outside the city, Weiyang looked for a secluded place. He was leeing, so he took a little gunpowder he brought out, dug a small hole in the ground, and imitated a little gunpowder at the bottom. He then set up a ditch with a lamp twister next to it, then took a wooden stick to block the gunpowder, and then put the remaining gunpowder in a piece of coarse cloth and tied it tightly. He wrapped it with prepared iron sheets, leaving a three-foot lead wire.

First click the medicine bag and stuff it into the tunnel, then ignite the lower lead.

With a gentle muffled sound, the gunpowder under the wooden board hit the top of the medicine bag for more than a foot. The gunpowder bag fell to the ground and exploded with a bang, causing the hard ground to explode with turtle patterns.

Wei Yang was very satisfied.

This is a skill he knows himself, and he has tried many times in the past two years.

What is its name?

"The primary form of the conscience cannon is enough to deal with these enemies."

Wei Yang carefully calculated the proportion, which was about twenty times. He set up three or five pits without conscience. I guess there would be no living things in the inn, which is very good!

This is his achievement of never watching Korean dramas, let alone idol dramas.

Wei Yang likes to watch some old movies. I have watched "The Great Battle" countless times, so I naturally remember this helpless and heartless cannon.

But in Turpan, where did he go to find iron to make cannon barrels?

So based on the principle, we inferred the initial form and finally achieved the current results.

"Two and a half years have not been wasted." Wei Yang was slightly happy and filled the tunnel, raised his sword and was about to enter the city again. Suddenly he remembered the conversation with Gao Lan.

She must have been discouraged, right?
Chapter completed!