Datang broom star

This house is worth money at first glance, Jia Pingan said: "This is money from the court, no one will cheat you."

The master raised his voice, "Old men are serving for the country, can't I? I didn't want money, but I thought it was a good idea, and the family didn't spend the thousand money, so I just let it go and tell my children and grandchildren... ... Anyway, the family also has some friendship with the old men!"

This tired slob!

Since there was no shortage of money, Jia Pingan expropriated the house after a few words of laughing and cursing.

"Everyone in the village goes out first!"

Everyone in the village was kicked out, muttering outside what they were going to do.

An old man said firmly: "It must be that there is a treasure in that house, maybe it is a treasure related to the royal family, that's why His Majesty sent the old men here."

"No, I think it might be that the royal family has blood left in our village. The old men are here to verify it!"

"Everyone has come out, who can I ask for verification?"

The villagers muttered.

"boom!"

There was a huge explosion, the children howled, and the old people were startled, "This is the earth dragon turning over, go and see."

But the sergeants guarded the entrance of the village and were not allowed to enter.

The house is gone.

Jia Ping frantically piled up dozens of gunpowder packs and ignited them together, tsk tsk!

The whole house was blown down.

It was smoky and dusty.

Cheng Zhijie was the first to rush in.

"Okay, hahahaha... cough cough cough!"

The old men went in to check carefully. Liang Jianfang squatted down, picked up a piece of soil and crushed it, "Mr. Lu, it's all fried."

"Damn, maybe eat?"

Cheng Zhijie kicked the broken wall with a smile, and cursed: "The bottom is so hard."

"how?"

He looked at the crowd and asked.

Sun Qizheng smiled and said, "The power is huge!"

Liang Jianfang nodded, "As soon as this thing comes out, Datang has another sharp weapon for attacking, great achievement!"

Sun Qizheng couldn't help laughing and his eyes disappeared.

"It's still a long way off."

In the midst of joy, someone poured cold water inappropriately.

You're fucking ruining my future!

When Sun Qizheng turned around, he saw Jia Pingan throwing away the clod in his hand, thoughtful.

"When the explosion happened earlier, it was as if the sky was falling apart. The old man was in a trance, thinking that this was a nine-day thunderbolt. If this kind of power is used on the battlefield, the enemy's souls will definitely be wiped out..."

What Sun Qizheng said was very contagious.

It's a pity that you don't talk about it... Jia Ping'an thinks this guy is too utilitarian, "It's not powerful enough."

What?

Sun Qizheng turned around and looked at the old men.

"Also ask Mr. Lu to be the master of the Ministry of Industry."

Promotion!

Get rich!

Whoever stands in the way of the old man is the sworn enemy of the old man!

Such a sharp weapon still says that it is not powerful enough. This is not to be critical, but to belittle the efforts of our Ministry of Industry!

But Cheng Zhijie and the others would not do this. As veterans, they would not offend the Ministry of Industry in this matter.

Sun Qizheng smiled slightly in his heart.

Cheng Zhijie was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Xiao Jia said that the power is not enough, so it must be that the power is not enough."

Sun Qizheng: "..."

"Grand Lu." Sun Qizheng retorted: "The Ministry of Industry repeatedly tested for this, but is this level of power not enough?"

"Certainly not enough."

Jia Pingan said: "Dozens of packs of gunpowder were used to blow up the city wall. How much gunpowder would it take to blow up the city wall? Brothers, how many casualties would they have to pay to send those gunpowder packs down the city?"

Credit is discounted!Preventing someone from getting promoted and making a fortune is like killing one's parents... Sun Qizheng took a deep breath, "It doesn't matter what Marquis Wuyang said about it."

Liang Jianfang said flatly: "You are wrong, Xiao Jia has the final say on this matter."

Why?

Sun Qizheng looked confused.

"Because I made the gunpowder."

Sun Qizheng wanted to slap himself.

The gunpowder is made by the craftsmen, and a few small officials are in charge of it. The big bosses above occasionally intervene. After a few years, everyone is lazy.

Sun Qizheng has only been transferred to the Ministry of Industry for more than a year, and it has only been a few days since he became interested in gunpowder... A small official said that the newly produced gunpowder is extremely powerful, it is a sharp weapon for attacking, and the Ministry of Industry's great achievements are just around the corner. Only then did he become interested.

But...but the gunpowder was actually made by Jia Pingan!

He was jumping up and down just now... Isn't it a joke in Jia Pingan's eyes with an expert face and mouth?

Sun Qizheng's old face was hot.

But the morale cannot be discouraged, Jia Pingan slightly nodded at the craftsmen, "But today's gunpowder is much more powerful than before, and this is all thanks to the Ministry of Industry."