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The Crown Prince's words of praise made Zhou Wu feel quite uneasy.

Fortunately, Li Tiancheng was also a half-founding monarch, broad-minded and not scheming.

"Zhou Wu, how's the production of Thunderbolt?"

The Thunderbolt left a very deep impression on Li Tiancheng. He wished he could immediately equip all the Great Dragon Warriors with Thunderbolts and then personally lead a million-strong army to the grasslands to fight Dazi to the death.

Thunderbolt? What Thunderbolt? Damn, flintlock pistol.

Zhou Wu was still processing the imposing name Li Tiancheng had given the flintlock pistol when he realized what it meant. He quickly reported back.

"Your Majesty, the current daily production of Thunderbolt is approximately one hundred."

"One hundred? That's a bit few."

Li Tiancheng frowned. A daily output of one hundred tubes was indeed a bit low for Da Long.

"Your Majesty, this thing looks simple, but it is actually not simple at all... in fact, it is very complicated."

I almost let it slip, but the most troublesome part of flintlock muskets is the barrel. Before, blacksmiths would hand-rub the barrels every day until they were practically smoking, resulting in a very high scrap rate. But now, with the adoption of semi-automatic production using water mills, not only has the success rate of barrel production increased significantly, but the output has also increased.

So now there are basically no major problems with flintlock muskets. It's just that Zhou Wu has assigned some people to work on field artillery, so this is the only excuse he can use to politely decline Li Tiancheng's offer.

"That's true, how could such a powerful weapon be simple?"

"Thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty."

"Once Zhou Wuna is produced as soon as possible, it should be assigned to the Imperial Guards and the guards of the capital."

"Yes."

The Imperial Guards and the Capital Garrison are arguably the most elite soldiers of the Great Dragon Army and Li Tiancheng's direct subordinates, so naturally, he would prioritize equipping his own troops with such valuable resources.

"Your Majesty, I have an idea, but I don't know if I should say it."

"Hey kid, when did you become so blunt? Just say what you have to say."

"In my opinion, our Great Dragon Army has a large number of soldiers and is widely distributed, but it will take some time to equip them all with Thunderbolts. I suggest that the army send some key personnel to the South China Sea islands to learn how to use firearms and formations in advance. When the equipment arrives, they can train quickly on their own."

"Good idea, we'll do it your way."

This is a great idea, and Li Tiancheng strongly agrees. It can indeed save a lot of time. Zhou Wu is really smart. The more Li Tiancheng looks at him, the more he likes him. He was right to have chosen him.

. . . . . .

During this period, Zhou Wu was busy from morning till night in the South China Sea. Now that he has come to the capital, he doesn't want to rush back. He's just taking a break for himself.

I lay flat in the mansion until noon, then stretched.

"It's been a long time since I've explored the capital. Let's go out for lunch."

Just as Zhou Wu finished speaking and was about to leave, he saw Li Xixue burst in.

"Zhou Wu, you didn't even tell me you were coming back."

Why should I tell you I'm coming back?

"You... Hmph!"

Li Xixue realized that her words had been too explicit, but Zhou Wu's reaction made her even more unhappy.

"What are you doing? Trying to freeload a meal? Too bad, I'm eating out today."

As it approached mealtime, Zhou Wu naturally assumed that the other party had come to freeload a meal, but unfortunately, he wasn't eating at home today.

“Perfect timing. I haven’t been out and about in a long time. Let’s do this on behalf of my father to show concern for the people. Let’s go.”

Zhou Wu didn't expect that this wouldn't get rid of this burden.

Zhou Wu didn't go to Gu Changqing's restaurant; he just randomly picked one on the street.

"Please come in, sir."

The waiter was waving hello from afar.

Are there any private rooms available?

"Yes, yes, please come upstairs, sir."

Private rooms have a minimum charge; this is an unspoken rule in Beijing restaurants. So when a waiter hears that a guest specifically requests a private room, he immediately becomes extremely enthusiastic.

The waiter greeted us from afar and handed us the menu, which featured dishes almost all modeled after those from Gu Family Restaurant.

Perhaps because Gu Family Restaurant is so popular, it has become the benchmark for almost all restaurants in the capital, copying almost the entire cuisine and service.

"You order, I'm fine with anything."

"Okay."

He handed the menu to Li Xixue, who didn't stand on ceremony and directly ordered several signature dishes.

The private room on the second floor had a window overlooking the bustling streets. While waiting for his food, Zhou Wu stood by the window, watching the lively scene below, and couldn't help but sigh, wondering when Nanhai City would ever be as prosperous as the capital.

"What are you thinking about? You're so young, yet you're sighing all day long, like a decrepit old man."

Li Xixue noticed that Zhou Wu didn't seem as happy as before when he came back, so she couldn't help but ask.

"Nothing, I was just wondering when Nanhai City will become as prosperous as the capital."

"You really dare to dream. Even though Jiangnan is so wealthy, it doesn't dare to compare itself to the capital. You, who have just started developing the South China Sea, actually want to be compared to the capital."

Li Xixue never expected that Zhou Wu, who was always carefree, would actually start to worry about the country and its people.

"Everyone needs to have dreams, otherwise what's the difference between them and a salted fish?"

"Zhou Wu".

Li Xixue noticed that Zhou Wu seemed to have changed a lot since his return. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but she could sense it.

"Ah."

"What is your aspiration?"

Zhou Wu was stunned. Since arriving in this world, it seemed to be the first time someone had asked him about his dream. What exactly was his dream?

"my dream?"

Zhou Wu pondered for a moment, then hardened his gaze.

"My dream is to ensure that the people of Dalong have access to early childhood education, schooling, employment, medical care, elderly care, housing, and support for the vulnerable."

Li Xixue was shocked. In her eyes, Zhou Wu was always unreliable, but such an unreliable person actually had such a great dream.

"Zhou Wu, are you serious?"

"of course."

After Zhou Wu finished speaking, a confident smile appeared on his face. Although he had not yet achieved any of his dream goals, he believed that they were not far off.

"And you."

Zhou Wu turned to look at you, thinking of Li Xixue.

Li Xixue, who was gazing intently at Zhou Wu, was suddenly stared at and questioned by him. This made her feel as if she had been caught doing something wrong, and her face immediately turned red.

"Why should I tell you, humph."

"Forehead."

Woman heart seabed needle.

Fortunately, the waiter appeared in time, saving the brief awkward silence.

Looking at the delicious food on the table, Li Xixue immediately forgot about what had just happened.

"I'm saying, are you starving?"

Li Xixue's somewhat exaggerated eating habits did indeed startle Zhou Wu. After all, she was a princess; what delicacies didn't she have in the palace? What was going on?

"What do you know? The food in the palace is nowhere near as good as what you get outside. They only have stir-fried dishes, which are not available in the palace. They just keep making the same dishes over and over again. They look nice, but they don't taste good at all."