The book begins with the waste of all the members

Outside the Ministry of Works

"Sir, sir, I am a Taoist priest, I make elixirs, can I come in?"

A "black man" with an afro, ragged clothes, and who, unless you looked closely, you couldn't tell he was wearing a Taoist uniform, appeared outside the cordon.

The Minister of Works had also seen big things before. Looking at the Taoist priest dressed so sharply, he didn't even frown. He calmly opened the list and asked, "What's your name?"

"I am Taoist Priest Chuan Yan."

"Master Chuan Yan?" The Minister of Works flipped through the list twice to confirm that there was no such name.

"You're not on the roster, so you can't come in."

Chuan Yan's dark hand took out a small cloth bag that was even darker, and the cloth bag gave off a slightly pungent smell.

"I was busy in seclusion refining pills recently, so I missed the registration period. Please be flexible, sir."

The taste of the pills made by this person is so good that even if it is really an elixir of immortality, it would be impossible to swallow it, complained the Minister of Works.

"Please go back. Come earlier next time."

At this time, the Minister of Works came out of the yamen, wiping the non-existent sweat from his forehead in panic.

"Master Song."

Song Yanren looked at Chuan Yan, who looked like a beggar, and asked, "What's going on?"

As he said this, he took out two pieces of silver from his sleeve and gave them to Chuan Yan.

Chuan Yan was stunned when he saw the silver.

It was quite sudden.

"No, Master Song? I'm not a beggar, I'm a Taoist priest." Chuan Yan took out the banner representing Taoism, "Look..."

"What kind of natural or man-made disaster have you experienced?" Song Yanren thought for a moment, "Forget it, go in and follow the last group of Taoist priests."

"Okay."

The Minister of Works asked worriedly, "Will it really not offend those people if we let him in?"

Song Yanren was helpless, "There's nothing I can do. I've interviewed more than half of the people, but still haven't been able to pick out five."

"Sir Song, do you think the landmines and gunpowder that the Empress mentioned can be successful?" asked the Minister of Works.

"Of course it can. There are actually some ancient books that record gunpowder, but they are not very detailed and there are not as many types as the Empress mentioned."

Song Yanren sighed, "If this really works, I'll fight back anyone who dares to invade, including the Xiongnu, the Western Regions, and the Japanese pirates."

Interview site

"You, a twenty-year-old Taoist friend, have blown up the alchemy furnace thousands of times? Ridiculous! What you said is really laughable. I am the one who has blown up the alchemy furnace the most times."

"Do I need to lie about this?" The young Taoist friend picked up the full sack next to him.

With a loud bang, everything inside was poured out, and it looked like a pile of scrap metal.

"This is the alchemy furnace I blew up a few days ago. I want to ask you if you are afraid."

The young Taoist friend also explained why he carried these fragments with him, "If I hadn't planned to use these to forge a new alchemy furnace today, you wouldn't have seen my great achievements."

Bai Shuyang looked speechlessly at Si Muchu, then at Si Muchun, and muttered, "What kind of great achievement is this?"

The latter two shook their heads in confusion, indicating that they didn't understand either.

Wei Yu gave the young Taoist friend a big compliment, "Excellent, you're the one. I'm optimistic about you. Welcome to join us."

"Wait, I don't accept it..." The old Taoist friend said anxiously, "Look at my hot temper. I'm going to blow up your alchemy furnace a few times today."

He really took out a small alchemy furnace, put a handful of black powder in it, lit it, and covered the furnace.

There was a deafening "boom".

Si Muzhen immediately held Wei Yu in his arms.

There was a thick smoke and a strong smell of gunpowder.

"So arrogant, huh? Who's afraid of who?" The voice of the little Taoist friend sounded, and after a moment, there was another "boom" sound.

The smoke became thicker, and then there were bursts of explosions.

That's simply the plus version of firecrackers.

The smell of thick smoke was so pungent that Wei Yu and the others slipped away decisively.

"Ahem... woc sharp brother."

Wei Yu looked up and saw Chuan Yan, who had a very impressive appearance.

Chuan Yan didn't know that the "Sharp Brother" Wei Yu was talking about was referring to himself. His attention was all on the yamen.

Not only him, but even passers-by stopped to watch.

Other Taoist priests came out one after another.

After the noise stopped, the other two people came out.

It’s just the looks of those two people…

Sharp Brother multiplied by 3.

The three of them stared at each other, and saw themselves at that time in each other's eyes.

Wei Yu was the happiest among them. "You three will be our senior engineers in the future."

Chuan Yan joined them in a daze.

Chuan Yan asked curiously, "What does a senior engineer do?"

"We are researching explosives, mines, rocket launchers and the like. Of course, you are only responsible for researching the formula of explosives, and the rest will be left to our Ministry of War and Ministry of Industry." Wei Yu explained.

"What?" The old Taoist priest was shocked. "Aren't you interviewing us to make an elixir of immortality for the emperor?"

"Do you need it?" Wei Yu asked Si Muzhen.

Si Muzhen answered very simply, "No need."

"No wonder you've been asking about the alchemy furnace exploding since the beginning." The young Taoist friend realized it later and smiled, "Luckily, it's not alchemy. From the beginning to now, I haven't refined a single finished pill."

The old Taoist priest was speechless. "You've never refined an elixir? You're so proud."

"You old bastard... weren't you bombed enough just now?"

"Come on, who's worse than who..."

Wei Yu looked at the two of them, nodded with satisfaction, and was very energetic.

This can add infinite fun to the boring research life.

This company culture is good.

At this time, Chuan Yan took out his small black cloth bag, which was full of gunpowder.

He reached into his hair and pulled out something about the size of two fingers that resembled a single firecracker.

"Let me show you something powerful."

He lit the fuse and almost let it go, throwing it into an empty corner. Soon there was a loud bang.

There was a small depression on the ground.

"Bomb...bomb..." Wei Yu's eyes were as big as copper bells. He grabbed Chuan Yan's shoulders and said excitedly: "Brother, the organization needs you."

The prototype of the explosives is already there, and it feels like they are not far from success.

"The future is bright." Wei Yu was so happy that he stamped his feet.

The next day, the three of them, together with four people who had passed the interview earlier, were taken to the depths of Muyang Mountain on the outskirts of Beijing to begin research and development work.

I thought they would have some objections to working in such a deep forest, but I didn't expect them to be quite satisfied.

"We have adapted to this living condition. Now we have food and drink, so there is nothing wrong with it," said Chuan Yan.

In addition to them, the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Works also sent a dozen people each, as well as a dozen folk craftsmen.

The lineup can be said to be very complete.

Wei Yu would bring people from Chengming Palace to improve their food every half a month or a month.

Everything went very smoothly.