Author: Dead branches bloom in spring

Ruixue couldn't understand the second piece of parchment even more.

There are no characters on it, just a few simple strokes of large and small strokes.

It's undulating, looking like an oven or a big chimney.

He handed it to the con man beside him with an inexplicable expression.

"Uncle Qian, do you recognize it? Isn't it also an outdated technology?"

The old man held up a crystal magnifying glass and looked at it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more excited he became.

The hands holding the parchment trembled.

"This is a kiln, it's a kiln. I said that when purifying, I always feel that the temperature in the furnace cannot go up. It turns out that it is a problem with the kiln. Oh, why didn't I think of it earlier?"

After saying this, she grabbed Ruixue's arm with some excitement.

"Miss, with this, when I go to the north, I will be able to smelt it on a large scale soon. I should have opened this box earlier."

Ruixue laughed dryly, Li Ningshuang is really a strange woman, and the collection of these is all high-tech.

At that time, I was afraid that I really made up my mind to move to Dalan.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to bring Bishui’s technology and hard work with me.

In today's context, salt, iron, these things should be closely bound to national interests.

If she brought these things out, if anyone knew about it, it would probably be tantamount to treason.

The method of making salt must have been given to Da Lan, but the secret method of making iron must not have been given to him.

Ruixue's heart started beating loudly as she looked at the third parchment that had not yet been opened.

Could it be that Li Ningshuang also brought the recipe for firearms?

He took the magnifying glass from the old man's hand and hurriedly unfolded the third piece of parchment and read it.

Although it was not a secret recipe for firearms, the amount of information was enough to surprise Ruixue.

The method of manufacturing a large ship is illustrated on it. Although it is simple, it should be understandable to those who know how to do it.

Ruixue finally knew why the secret method of smelting metal was not disclosed.

It is impossible to build such a large ship using only wood.

Ordinary metals will not work either. Metals with higher strength must be used to ensure safe navigation.

Shibalipu was probably bought by Li Ningshuang to be used as a shipyard.

Close to the canal that leads directly to Kyoto, it is an excellent place to start a shipyard and build a dock.

If the canal could be extended and led directly to the estuary, and large ships could be used to connect it, Shibalipu would be so prosperous and lively.

It turns out that Li Ningshuang's business plan was like this.

Probably because he wanted to accomplish this, he came up with the method of making salt and exchanged it with the Holy One.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as she planned.

Ruixue handed the finished parchment to the con man.

"Uncle Qian, I understand what grandma means by leaving these things. It's just that I don't have the ability to complete these things now. You should put the things away first, and when I can do it, I can take them out and plan them carefully."

The old man took it and put it away.

"Let's put it back where it belongs. I'll rearrange it so it will be more convenient when it's time to use it."

Ruixue nodded in agreement and pulled Xiao Tao out of the old man's house.

I returned to my yard, stood at the door for a while, and then knocked on Zhao Fengnian's door.

The sun was heading west, so the room was a little dark.

Zhao Fengnian looked deserted, leaning on the couch and flipping through a book.

The new clothes that Rui Xue had worn during the day had already been changed.

He said softly: "Sit."

Ruixue shrank her neck and did not light the brazier or lamp. Is this man really not afraid of the cold?

When I went to the desk to light the lamp, I couldn't help but say something.

"You have good eyes, don't read in the dark."

I only heard a soft "Hmm."

Ruixue held up the lamp, placed it on the low table, and sat down opposite Zhao Fengnian.

She blinked and looked at him: "I have something to say to the prince."

Zhao Fengnian closed the book in his hand and looked at Ruixue who was a little nervous.

"It's not entirely because of you that I protect Qi Qilu. You don't have to feel bad about it."

"Uh~" Ruixue was speechless for a moment. She really didn't come to see Zhao Fengnian because of this incident.

"It's causing trouble for the prince."

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Feng said young and graceful.

After the silence, the atmosphere became a little awkward, and Ruixue said bravely.

"Does the old man in the village know about it?"

"Um."

Ruixue glanced at the uninterested Zhao Fengnian and pursed her lips.

If you can't say a few more words or cooperate with me, I'll kill you all day.

How do you want me to continue?

"Maybe he can help the prince solve the iron smelting problem."

Ruixue looked at Zhao Fengnian expectantly, expecting that he would at least show some joyful expression.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Fengnian just smiled politely.

Feng Qingyun said calmly: "I know."

Ruixue stood up with a sigh.

"Zhao Fengnian, what is your attitude? Don't think that just because you have helped me a lot, you can be arrogant. I am talking to you. You should have a more correct attitude."

The scolding came so suddenly that Zhao Fengnian's eyes widened and he looked at Ruixue with some confusion.

He reached out and took out a letter from the pile of secret letters on the side and handed it to Ruixue.

"Years ago, the blacksmith who accompanied the army in the North wrote a letter asking me if Master Qian could go to the North again and bring some metal that was smelted according to the method he said. I had known about this for a long time, so I

I’m not surprised. It’s not that I have a lax attitude.”

This time it was Ruixue's turn to feel embarrassed, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

"Oh. Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Zhao Fengnian thought it was a bit funny. When they found out about this, the two of them were rushing to the palace for a banquet.

After a commotion, Ruixue came to Zhuangzi, and the con man and others were naturally the closest to Ruixue. Zhao Fengnian thought that Ruixue had known about it for a long time.

It's funny to think of Ruixue's phrase "you are proud of being favored".

Ruixue suffered from embarrassment, and when she saw Zhao Fengnian's raised lips, she felt even more embarrassed.

If she stayed here any longer, she would be angry and internally injured. This guy knew everything, but he had to pretend to be cold in front of her.

Gritting his teeth, he secretly thought, sooner or later, I will tear off your skin.

"I just came to tell you that the old man has decided to go north to study iron smelting technology. Then you can make it easier for him. I always feel uneasy when I am old and travel far away."

Zhao Fengnian nodded: "That's natural. It's beneficial to the north. Of course, I fully support it."

"Settlement earlier, I'm leaving." Ruixue muttered, turned around and left.

"Wait a minute." Zhao Fengnian sat up, with bright eyes and a playful smile on his lips.

Ruixue paused and turned to look at him: "Is there anything else?"

Zhao Fengnian pointed to the skylight behind him: "It's not dark yet, how to arrange it? And when did you pamper me? Why do you say that I am arrogant because of your pampering?"

The look on his face was both curious and aggrieved. Ruixue really wanted to go up and strangle him to death.

He said "hehe" twice with a smile on his face but not a smile on his face.

"My rude words and wrong words will make the prince laugh. Whatever you want to eat tonight, I will cook it for you myself."

The door closed, and the smile on Zhao Fengnian's face became even wider.
Chapter completed!