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The next morning, the sky in the east was just beginning to turn pale, and was still covered with a light gray, not yet completely bright.

Gu Jinxuan got up in a hurry, washed up simply, and without even having time to eat breakfast, he hurried out to go on duty.

At the same time, the four children in the family had already gotten up, quickly packed their books and stationery, put their heavy school bags on their shoulders, and then walked together to go to school.

After they all left home, the whole house became quiet in an instant. Lin Qingxue calmly tidied up a bit, first arranging the scattered clutter on the table, and then sweeping the dust on the floor.

After finishing these simple chores, she quickened her pace and headed towards the study, ready to devote her full attention to the work of improving the bomb.

As soon as she stepped into the study, Lin Qingxue walked directly to the desk without any hesitation and gently spread out the design drawing that she had revised countless times.

The drawing was covered with dense lines and various detailed annotations, like an intricate maze.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at the drawing in front of her with a concentrated gaze as sharp as a torch, while her mind was constantly recalling every detail of the bomb-making process like a movie.

The difficulties she had encountered, the mistakes she had made, and the various areas that needed improvement all flashed through her memory like a kaleidoscope.

After pondering quietly for a long time, Lin Qingxue finally made up his mind - this time he must start from the most critical link, the formula of gunpowder, and strive to find new breakthroughs.

Because she knew very well that whether the ratio between the three raw materials of saltpeter, sulfur and charcoal was reasonable would have a significant impact on the final performance of gunpowder.

So she picked up a pen and carefully calculated the possible effects of different dosage combinations on a piece of paper beside her, and planned to determine the best dosage combination through a series of experiments.

Once she finds the most suitable formula, she will not only produce such bombs in large quantities, but also reserve a portion for the children around her so that they can have self-defense weapons at critical moments; and the remaining portion will undoubtedly be given to Gu Jinxuan - given his identity and the environment he is in, these bombs will definitely come in handy.

Just as Lin Qingxue was deep in thought in the study, there was a busy scene in the yard. Wen Nuan was carefully dismantling old improvised bombs according to Lin Qingxue's previous instructions.

Her eyes, bright as stars, were now fixed on the complicated mechanical device in front of her, as if she wanted to see through the layers of outer shell to see every detail inside.

I saw that she was holding a small but delicate screwdriver in her right hand, and carefully holding a certain component with her left hand, then gently prying it.

When encountering some parts that are difficult to disassemble, she will skillfully use her superb skills and experience, slightly turn the tool in her hand to make it fit perfectly into the gap, and then slowly apply force to separate the stubborn parts bit by bit.

At the same time, on the table next to her was a thick notebook, densely packed with various data and information.

Every time she successfully disassembles a part, she stops what she is doing, picks up a pen, and carefully measures and records important details such as the part's exact size, the special material used, and its specific installation position in the entire device.

These data are crucial for subsequent assembly and repair work, so she dare not be careless in the slightest.

Although on the surface, this work does not seem difficult, it is just a simple disassembly operation of individual parts.

However, only those who have truly delved into it know that this is actually a task that requires a great deal of patience and carefulness. Even a tiny mistake may cause the entire system to malfunction or even trigger a serious safety accident.

However, faced with such a daunting challenge, Wen Nuan was not afraid at all. On the contrary, a strong fighting spirit surged in her heart.

As time went on, she became more and more devoted to this challenging work and completely immersed in the sense of accomplishment that came from continuous exploration and problem-solving.

The originally somewhat boring working environment gradually became lively and interesting in her eyes.

At this moment, Wen Shui was standing quietly at the end of the corridor not far from the study.

He was like a silent guardian, silently watching every movement around him. Any unusual sound or suspicious figure could not escape his keen perception.

In order to allow Lin Qingxue to focus on the work at hand without distraction, he always remained highly alert to ensure that no one would come to disturb this peaceful space.

In the study, Wen Nuan became Lin Qingxue's most capable right-hand man. She shuttled between the desks like a nimble butterfly, sometimes skillfully using a mortar to grind the precious raw materials into fine and uniform powder; sometimes she quickly handed Lin Qingxue the tools or materials that she urgently needed. The tacit cooperation between the two was seamless.

Although the master and servant were busy with their own affairs, their cooperation was seamless and flawless.

The atmosphere of the entire scene was extremely tense, and everyone's movements were as fast as lightning, yet proceeded in an orderly manner.

Time passed quietly without us noticing, the sun gradually climbed higher in the sky, and the scorching light shone through the window and poured wantonly onto the floor of the study. The mottled light and shadow intertwined together, like a mysterious and beautiful painting.

Lin Qingxue was now immersed in the research of gunpowder ratios, and she had tirelessly tried several different formula combinations.

During every experiment, she would stare intently at the experimental equipment in front of her. Her bright eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and it seemed that even the smallest details could not escape her eyes.

Whenever a lump of black gunpowder was successfully produced, she would not hesitate to ask Wen Nuan beside her to take it out of the study for field testing.

Unfortunately, the results of several previous experiments failed to meet expectations. Either the power of the explosion was not satisfactory, or there were major problems with the stability of the gunpowder.

"Let's do it again! This time, let's try lowering the proportion of sulfur a little bit," Lin Qingxue frowned slightly and muttered to herself.

After hearing the master's instructions, Wen Nuan did not dare to delay at all. She immediately adjusted the amount of various raw materials as required and began to make new gunpowder samples.

Taking advantage of the brief break while waiting for the results of the new round of experiments, Lin Qingxue slowly stood up and gently stretched her body which had become a little stiff due to sitting for a long time.

She casually turned her neck and cast her gaze casually toward the quiet courtyard outside the window. She saw green trees and colorful flowers, and a vibrant scene came into view.

Lin Qingxue sat there blankly, her eyes empty, her thoughts drifting far away. After a long while, she took a deep breath, trying to pull herself back from her chaotic emotions, and began to sort herself out, ready to continue making the mysterious black lump.

Just as she was concentrating on preparing to embark on a new round of experiments, suddenly, a noisy and heavy sound of footsteps came from outside the yard, coming closer and closer.

The sudden sound broke the originally peaceful atmosphere, causing Lin Qingxue to stop what she was doing.

Before Lin Qingxue could open her mouth to ask, Wen Nuan beside her walked quickly to the door very consciously, wanting to find out what was going on.

At this moment, the footsteps outside the door became clearer and clearer, as if they were approaching them step by step.

After a while, Wen Nuan hurried back and came to Lin Qingxue's side. She lowered her voice and said softly, "Master, it turns out that Chun Tao and Dong Zao are back. They are carrying grilled fish, roast duck, and milk tea!"

Lin Qingxue felt slightly relieved when she learned that no outsiders were disturbing her. She nodded slightly to indicate that she understood the situation, and then continued to concentrate on making black lumps.

After a short rest and adjustment, Lin Qingxue gradually regained her form, and inspiration began to flow like a spring.

I saw that she was skilled, her movements were quick and decisive, and in the blink of an eye she successfully made nearly thirty black lumps.

These black lumps came in various shapes and sizes, with different uses: some were suitable for tying onto arrowheads, others for launching from catapults, and still others for direct throwing. Lin Qingxue meticulously crafted ten of each type.

After completing the production of all the black lumps, Lin Qingxue paused for a moment, carefully looked at the results in front of her, and nodded with satisfaction.

Then, she asked Wen Nuan to pick out two of each style for testing, and carefully put the rest away.

Afterwards, Lin Qingxue turned and walked towards the side hall, intending to wait for the test results there, and also take the opportunity to relax and have a good rest.

Wen Nuan acted as quickly as the wind and hurried back home with the experimental results of the black lump in just one hour.

However, when she stepped into the house, she found Lin Qingxue and several young masters sitting around the dining table enjoying lunch.

At this time, Lin Qingxue had rested for about half an hour, and her body was fully relaxed and recovered.

At this moment, Gu Huaiyuan and his three siblings happened to return, making the originally deserted home instantly lively.

After greeting each other, everyone sat down and prepared to start eating. The table was filled with delicious dishes such as grilled fish, roast duck and milk tea, the aroma was so fragrant that it made people salivate.

Gu Huaining's big eyes, as bright and shining as gems, stared straight at the dazzling array of delicacies on the table, as if these foods exuded charming magic, making her unable to take her eyes off them.

I saw her holding the chopsticks tightly in both hands, looking impatient, and the next second she quickly and accurately picked up a piece of roast duck that was tempting in color and fragrant.

The skin of the roast duck was a mouth-watering golden color, and the duck meat was so tender that it almost dripped with water. You could feel the delicious juice in it with just a light bite.

The roast duck is evenly coated with a sweet and rich sweet bean sauce, topped with finely chopped green onions, and finally rolled together with a pancake that is as thin as a cicada's wing but extremely flexible.

The moment this carefully crafted delicacy entered his mouth, Gu Huaining felt an indescribable wonderful taste blooming on his tongue.

She couldn't help but squint her eyes, her face filled with happiness and satisfaction, and she muttered incoherently, "Mom, this roast duck is so delicious! It tastes even better than the last time we ate it!"

Hearing his daughter's sincere praise, Lin Qingxue couldn't help but smile and responded gently, "If you like it, then eat more. Come on, come on, sit down and eat together! If you feel like eating in the future, just ask someone to go to the store and tell the shopkeeper in advance. We are in our own shop, so you can eat whatever you want, but don't be afraid to do anything!"

As she spoke, Lin Qingxue also gracefully raised her chopsticks, gently picked up a small piece of roast duck, put it into her mouth, and slowly chewed and savored it.

Sure enough, although she hadn't tasted this familiar flavor for a long time, as soon as she put it in her mouth, the nostalgic and wonderful taste immediately came to her mind, and she couldn't help but nod slightly to express her appreciation.

Gu Huaiyuan's face was filled with a bright smile, and he nodded continuously. He carefully stretched out his hand and handed the cup of milk tea with an alluring aroma to Lin Qingxue, saying softly, "Mom, please try it. This milk tea is absolutely delicious!"

Lin Qingxue smiled gently and reached out to take the cup of milk tea. She first lowered her head to smell the unique aroma of milk and tea mixed together, then she tilted her head back slightly, opened her red lips, and took a small sip.

In an instant, the warm milk tea flowed slowly down her throat like a warm current, like a clear spring flowing through dry land, instantly dispelling her physical and mental fatigue brought about by her morning of research.

At this moment, the family was sitting around the dining table happily enjoying lunch. Gu Xiaoya blinked her bright eyes and looked at Lin Qingxue curiously. She asked in a baby voice, "Mom, you've been busy in the study all day today. What on earth are you doing?"

Lin Qingxue was slightly taken aback by her daughter's innocent question, but quickly recovered. She smiled and replied, "Mom, I'm making some really interesting and fun gadgets. Once they're all finished, I'll give each of you a big surprise!"

When the children heard this, their eyes lit up immediately and they were very excited. They began to speculate what this mysterious surprise would be. Some said it was a beautiful doll, some guessed it was a novelty toy, and some said it might be a delicious cake.

For a moment, the whole dinner table was filled with laughter and joy, and the happy atmosphere made people feel extremely warm and happy.