Hearing this, Ji Wushuang's eyes widened and he said,

"Senior Brother Xu Yue, do you know that?"

"Then where can you buy it?"

Xu Yue knew he had made a mistake and pretended to cough before saying,

"Well, I mean, I don't know, I've never heard of such a thing."

"Wushuang, you are also the saint of our farm now. What do you want to do with this?"

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore. Mr. Tian asked me to go to the leader's potato field every night to guard it."

"I'm going to pack my things first."

After saying that, Xu Yue ran into his room as if running away.

With her keen intuition, Ji Wushuang knew that Xu Yue was not telling the truth.

He stood up directly, jumped lightly, and climbed to the opponent's roof very skillfully.

He leaned over and uncovered a tile and looked inside the house.

I saw Xu Yue, who was originally righteous, but now he took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms.

Then he put it in a small cabinet in the house and locked it with a lock.

After doing this, Xu Yue wiped the sweat from his head and said,

"Why does Wushuang suddenly want these things?"

These days, farmers like them have focused all their energy on potatoes and have not paid any attention to matters related to Zhuangzi.

I don’t know the gossip in Zhuangzi either.

Seeing Xu Yue preparing to come out, Ji Wushuang immediately returned to his position in advance.

Of course, the location of the small box was already in Ji Wushuang's mind.

At this time, Zhao Lang had brought Wangcai directly to the small courtyard where Xu Gui and the others were.

As soon as they entered the yard, they saw Xu Gui and several other people in the yard, but they were motionless and no one spoke.

There was no life at all, and the scene was a bit poignant.

When Xu Gui saw Zhao Lang, a burst of divine light suddenly burst out from his godless eyes.

He ran directly towards Zhao Lang and kept calling,

"Master! Master! We are useful! We are useful!"

This situation is similar to when the other party first entered Zhuangzi.

Zhao Lang is now a little worried about whether these old warlocks are still suitable for making gunpowder.

"Old man, please don't get excited. I have a few questions to ask you."

Zhao Lang planned to find out the other party's details first.

"Do you know what these three things are?"

Zhao Lang took out the charcoal, sulfur, and saltpeter that he had prepared in advance.

In their most primitive state, these things are relatively common.

For example, saltpeter can be found in pigsties and latrines as long as it is not too dirty.

When Xu Gui saw these three things, he was stunned for a moment, and then said with a bit of sadness,

"Master, are you humiliating me? Although we are all in ruins, this is just saltpeter, sulfur and charcoal."

"How could I not know this?"

Zhao Lang suddenly felt happy, it was good to know, so he said,

"I have a recipe and I need you to make it exactly the same."

Xu Gui's eyes lit up and he said,

"Don't worry, sir, no matter what kind of elixir it is! We will definitely be able to refine it."

"I just need the young master to provide the alchemy furnace and the venue."

When Xu Gui said this, he naturally showed an extremely confident air.

He is the most accomplished sorcerer in the world, and the others are also the best sorcerers in the Qin Dynasty.

Otherwise, he would not have been chosen by Qin Shihuang.

Now, according to Zhao Gao, if he can help this young master, they have a chance of survival.

At least, their families can survive.

Zhao Lang shook his head and said,

"What I want doesn't require an alchemy furnace."

Xu Gui was stunned for a moment and said,

"Then how to make an elixir?"

Zhao Lang smiled and said,

"Then you don't have to worry."

"This is the recipe, just follow the instructions."

"Don't worry, this thing will be done, and I will ensure that you will have no worries in the future."

Xu Gui took the formula and returned,

"Thank you, sir."

Zhao Lang nodded,

"Afterwards, Zhuangzi will give you another place."

"The raw materials will also be sent there."

He would not put this thing on Zhuangzi.

After giving some more instructions, Zhao Lang left.

Xu Gui took the formula and said to several warlocks who had their tongues cut out in the yard,

"Everyone, after waiting for so long, our wealth and lives are here."

"Use your life to do this well."

After leaving the courtyard, Zhao Lang did not go back directly, but came to the girl Su's place.

"Master, you are here."

Seeing Zhao Lang, Su happily came over to say hello.

"Well, are you feeling better?"

Zhao Lang asked with a smile, but there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

Millet swayed a little when she walked. Although it was very slight, it still left some root causes of disease.

Su showed a smile and said,

"Master, I have no problem anymore. I will be able to continue training in a few days."

"Don't worry about training."

Zhao Lang waved his hand and hesitated before continuing,

"Su, I have a task for you, but this task may be a bit harsh."

Su's eyes suddenly lit up and he said,

"Master, just say it! It will be completed!"

She is not afraid of hardship, but she is afraid that Zhao Lang will give up on her and raise her as a useless person.

These days, watching her companions study and train, she couldn't tell how envious she felt.

Zhao Lang looked at Su and said,

"I want you to choose a few sisters to be apprentices to others."

Although Xu Gui and the others were rewarded by the system, they were not brought in by themselves after all.

How could he just hand over black powder, a deadly weapon that was related to luck, to others without any worries.

He said before that he would make the other person worry-free in the future, which also had another meaning.

That means from now on, no one can escape his control.

Su nodded without any hesitation and said,

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely complete the task!"

Zhao Lang touched Su's head and said with a smile,

"I trust you."

To Zhao Lang's surprise, that day Su took several girls to the small courtyard where Xu Gui was.

Then the study started.

When Zhao Lang knew the news, he could only smile bitterly.

Early the next morning, Fusu left with his teacher.

Looking at the way his teacher was walking in a hurry, it looked like he had been put through a lot of trouble.

Zhao Lang didn't care either, he had a lot to do.

But in the eyes of everyone, it was a different story.

Even Young Master Fusu suffered a loss here. What is Zhao Lang's background?

Time flies by.

More than ten days later, Zhao Lang received the news from Su.

The first batch of raw materials has been prepared according to the recipe.

Zhao Lang stood up excitedly and was about to go take a look when Wangcai ran in and said,

"Sir, there are two young men outside asking to see you, saying they are from the farm family."

"A farmer's disciple?"

After Zhao Lang thought for a moment, he understood that he had asked Ji Wushuang to recruit several farm disciples to share the affairs.

"Well, I understand. Bring it to the living room first, and I'll go over there later."

Now of course we need to look at the gunpowder first.

"By the way, did they say what their names were again?"

Zhao Lang asked casually.

Good fortune comes back,

"One of their names is Chen Sheng and the other is Wu Guang."

Just as Zhao Lang was about to take a step forward, he stopped instantly. There was only one question in his mind.
Chapter completed!