The First Tyrant of Daxia

After the flame burned, the diameter reached up to three meters, accompanied by fireworks.

Then, the sesame oil made a hissing sound and burned the ground like a maggot attached to the bone, making people's scalp numb!

Once a person is infected, all his bones will be burned.

Everyone present, even those members of the Midge Tribe who had seen the power of Molotov cocktails, showed expressions of fear!

This kind of stuff is beyond their understanding!

The seal of the Molotov cocktail then explodes and encounters the air, greatly increasing the power and coverage of the flame.

Gulu!

Qin Yun swallowed hard, his eyes reflecting the raging fire.

Suddenly yelled.

"reward!"

"Big reward!!"

"Everyone at the Firearms Research Institute will be collectively rewarded with 10,000 taels of silver! And be granted the rank of ninth-rank official!"

The deafening sound was just like his excited heart.

Once Molotov cocktails are equipped, gods will be killed and Buddhas will be killed. Who dares to confront them head-on?

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"We will definitely keep up the good work!"

Jinzhu and others knelt down again, very excited!

This is His Majesty's recognition of everyone! They are all meritorious officials of Daxia!

Qin Yun pulled up Jinzhu fiercely: "This is what you deserve."

"Tell me, can this Molotov cocktail be mass-produced now?"

Jinzhu nodded without hesitation: "Okay!"

"But the cost is too high. I suggest producing it in small batches and using the Molotov cocktails as blades."

Qin Yun asked: "How much silver does a Molotov cocktail cost?"

Jinzhu frowned and said awkwardly: "It's about ten taels of silver. The main reason is that sesame oil is very troublesome to make."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked!

"What? Ten taels?" Chang Hong exclaimed.

Ten taels of silver for a Molotov cocktail, what a sky-high price!

A tenant farmer in Daxia might not earn this much in a year.

After hearing this, the imperial guards sighed that life was worse than a Molotov cocktail...

Jin Zhu said with embarrassment: "Your Majesty, it is true. I have tried my best."

"Sesame oil cannot be replaced, otherwise its effectiveness will be greatly reduced. In addition, the cast iron container is not cheap and requires a lot of manpower."

Qin Yun took a deep breath, recovered from the shock, gritted his teeth and said, "Build!"

"Ten taels of silver, just ten taels of silver!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva. They were impressed by Qin Yun's courage, but this Molotov cocktail was definitely worth it!

"How much silver is left in the Firearms Research Institute's account, and how much is in stock?"

Jinzhu thought for a moment and said, "We have enough materials to build 300 of them first. Together with the ones we have already built, there are 400 of them."

"There is still 13,000 taels of silver left from the money that Mr. Guo from the Ministry of Revenue allocated last time, which is enough to make about 1,200 Molotov cocktails!"

Qin Yun narrowed his eyes: "That's 1,600 Molotov cocktails, enough to support a battle of 10,000 people."

“But this number is still too small.”

Jinzhu and others looked at each other, knowing that this thing was to be used in war.

He asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, how many more do you want to build?"

Qin Yun said quietly, "One hundred thousand."

Hearing this, everyone's eyelids jumped and they were shocked!

One hundred thousand? !

Elder Feng couldn't help but frown and said, "Your Majesty, the national treasury is not as rich as before, and every place needs money."

"This……"

Qin Yun also frowned. Guo Ziyun had already submitted a memorial stating that no large expenditures could be made before the next spring tax harvest.

"Well, Master Jin, you build it first."

"I guess this amount of more than a thousand is enough for you guys, right?"

Jinzhu smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty is wise. It will take at least half a month to make more than a thousand Molotov cocktails, maybe even longer."

Qin Yun nodded, thinking: "That's good."

"You build it first. I will find a way to get the subsequent funds. I won't take it from the national treasury. I will get it from my own pocket!"

"This..." Jinzhu was stunned.

Isn’t the money in the national treasury your Majesty’s money?

The Embroidered Uniform Guards were not surprised, as His Majesty has always been public and private.

At this time, Qin Yun had already arrived at the test site with his hands behind his back, slowly approaching the location where the Molotov cocktail was burning.

The fire was still raging and the ground had been turned into charcoal.

This kind of fire can be extinguished.

But on the battlefield, who the hell can find so much water?

Qin Yun clenched his fist, with blood burning in his eyes. The advent of the Molotov cocktail greatly increased his confidence and assurance.

But he also knew that Molotov cocktails were not airplanes or cannons, and could not directly sweep away an army, but they could catch the enemy by surprise and destroy an army in one battle.

Wang Min of Xiliang is now far inferior to the Turks. In order to fight against foreign enemies, we must first stabilize the internal situation. It seems that we can start with them and try the Molotov cocktail.

After the spring harvest, it is imperative to recover Xiliang and destroy Wang Min!

A terrifying gleam flashed across his eyes and disappeared in a flash.

It was two hours later when we left the Firearms Research Institute.

Qin Yun originally wanted to try to create a cannon or something, but after thinking about it, he gave up. He couldn't take too big a step, and the Molotov cocktails were enough for the time being.

at night.

He lay on the couch, staring at the roof in a daze for a long time.

Murong Shunhua took off her palace dress, revealing her fair skin and slightly bulging belly, and went to bed wearing only a bellyband.

She frowned slightly and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong? You haven't said anything since you came here. Are you worried about something?"

Qin Yun forced a smile and said, "It's okay."

"Your little tricks, can you hide them from me?" Murong was stunned, then he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said softly: "I heard that the treasury is out of money. Did you squander it all?"

Qin Yun squinted his eyes and said unhappily: "What do you mean by squandering? Those are all long-term plans for the empire. We should spend the money accordingly. You will know how great my decision is in the future!"

She laughed and waved gently, and the candlelight not far away went out.

She leaned against Qin Yun's arms and asked with interest, "How much do you need?"

Qin Yun turned around and said with a strange look: "From what the headmaster's wife said, do you have some private money?"

"Just tell me how much you need first."

Murong Shunhua's eyes widened with a hint of vigilance.

"Hearing what the headmaster's wife said, it looks like there are quite a few?!" Qin Yun looked at Murong's cute appearance, raised his eyebrows, and pretended to snatch it.

Murong Shunhua was so angry that she laughed. She glared and said, "That is the family fortune passed down from generation to generation in Yaoyue Palace. Why do you want to snatch it?"

Qin Yun chuckled and let it go, then he lay down on the bed and said, "Of course I can't rob it. That's my wife's private money. Keep it for yourself. I have my own way."

After saying that, he turned his head and licked his lips: "If the headmaster's wife really wants to help, why not..."

Having said this, Qin Yun's big hand had already reached into the quilt.

Even though Murong Shunhua had a cold personality, her cheeks turned red and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with shame and anger.

"You pervert, you thief!"

“That’s all you know!”

"Pooh!"

She spat, wondering how she could have fallen in love with such a dirty man.

Qin Yun laughed out loud and couldn't help but hug her and take a bite.

Murong Shunhua wiped the saliva from her fair neck, looked at his face, and wanted to laugh for no reason.

"Silly." Murong Shunhua cursed softly, stood up, took out a stack of banknotes and stuffed them into Qin Yun's arms.

"Here, take it. It's not much money, so don't despise it."