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Chapter 773 Start making saltpeter

This mouse is not small, as long as a palm, and is quite fat, with a lot of meat on its body.

There is almost no place in this world that mice cannot go.

Like mice, there are cockroaches.

Cockroaches are even more powerful. They have existed for more than 300 million years and can be said to be quite successful.

Humans are no match for cockroaches...

Closer to home, Sean found this mouse at home.

He hung the bacon on the wall and saw the rat trying hard to eat his bacon.

This immediately reminded Sean of the rat he had in prison.

Unfortunately, not long after he was released from prison, the mouse died. It was the end of his life.

Sean even buried it in his yard, and he still thinks of it and cherishes it from time to time.

In his most difficult days, it was the companionship of the mouse that helped him persevere.

So, Sean took out the food on the spot and gave it to the mouse.

It is worth mentioning that the mouse may have felt Sean's kindness and was not afraid, but ate the food Sean gave it.

After eating, the mouse temporarily left Sean's house.

But now the mouse came again, and Sean continued to feed him, further gaining the mouse's trust.

This time, the mouse did not leave after eating, but stayed.

Sean was very happy, with a smile on his face.

You know, the audience has basically never seen Sean smile, which is so rare.

After all, his teammate was damn Vasily. No matter who he was, it would be difficult to laugh while living with such a thing.

After Vasily's death, Sean lived alone. In fact, he was under a lot of pressure, and it was even harder for him to smile.

But now, the appearance of this mouse has brought a turn for the better.

Many viewers from beautiful countries think it’s very good.

"With the companionship of a mouse, Sean may be able to persevere to the end and become the champion!"

"Rates also have advantages. Rats eat less and are easy to feed."

"Yes, Ye Han has raised so many animals and has to work so hard to take care of them every day. Zhang Haoran's wolf is eating more and more. They will be overwhelmed. Sean is smart enough to raise rats!"

"Tsk, tsk, friends from the beautiful country, are you so good at deceiving yourself and others?"

"That said, why didn't you say that our Chinese team, the Tang Dynasty, had a guy with a flat head delivering food? Why didn't you say that Ye Han's goshawk caught two pheasants in one day?"

"Maybe the virus in this mouse will be transmitted to Sean, and he will have to withdraw from the competition."

"I have a saying, this mouse has pretty features and is much prettier than Vasily."

"I agree. This mouse is better than Vasily. At least it won't talk about God in Sean's ears, hahaha!"

........

Vasily, who was already dead, was pulled out and whipped again.

Many players are often pulled out and whipped, such as Vasily, such as Little Train, such as Zhu Chuanqi.

It is worth mentioning that even though Zhu Chuanqiu has come forward to apologize, some people still firmly believe that he is dead...

This shows how terrible rumors can be.

Yellow mud fell into your crotch, and it turned into shit if it wasn't shit. You can't explain it!

Time passes and the one hundred and seventh day is about to pass.

On Ye Han's side, he and Su Xiaoqi had a big meal, and it felt like the food in their stomachs was reaching their throats.

This meal was really enjoyable. The charcoal barbecue tastes different and delicious!

After briefly tidying up, they began to walk back.

It wasn't until he was almost home that Ye Han felt that he had digested a little and was no longer feeling overwhelmed.

"You can't overeat from now on, it's not good for your health."

"I'm exhausted. There's no need to eat dinner. Let's go to bed!"

Ye Han burped, and it smelled like oysters.

The first batch of baked oysters were all eaten, and Ye Han went to get a big batch of oysters, which were everywhere.

"Yeah, let's pack up and go to bed."

Su Xiaoqi was also tired and sleepy, and wanted to lie down and rest quickly.

It was almost dark now, so the two quickly entered the bamboo house and began to sleep.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the next day comes.

"One hundred and eight days!"

"Hey, hey! I like the number one hundred and eight. It's the number of the heroes of Liangshan."

"I like Wu Song the most among the heroes of Liangshan. Wu Song's blood spattered the Yuanyang Tower, and even the yolks of the eggs were shaken. This was the real annihilation of the family!"

"It's an exaggeration. It's a joke on the Internet, it can't be taken seriously."

"Da Lang, it's time to drink medicine! I, Wu Dalang, drink medicine very quickly. Is there any girl who likes it?"

"Fengxue Mountain Temple, going up Liangshan on a snowy night! My favorite is Lin Chong, the leopard head!"

"Where did you put our Lu Tiha? Killing Zhen Guanxi with three punches was a famous scene!"

The audience started chatting early in the morning.

Indeed, when mentioning the number one hundred and eight, many people will think of Liangshan's One Hundred and Eight Generals.

As one of the four great classics, this book is quite wonderful.

Even people who have never seen it can tell the names and nicknames of many characters in it, which shows how famous it is.

Closer to home, Ye Han will officially start refining saltpeter today.

This is also the last material used in making black powder.

After taking care of other things and having breakfast, Ye Han started to get busy.

He came to the place where he and Su Xiaoqi often went to the toilet.

On the other side of the cold wind, he likes to have a fixed place at the back of the house, and he even carves characters on the tree for fun.

Ye Han's side is similar and has a fixed place.

But now we need to use this soil.

Ye Han started digging the soil, placing it in a clay pot, adding water, stirring and soaking.

Not to mention, it tastes pretty good...

"Boss, this..."

Su Xiaoqi didn't know how to make saltpeter, so she was a little confused.

"This is how people in ancient times made saltpeter."

"Later, I have to go to the stream where Xiaohanhan and Da Niuer often stay, and get some soil like this."

"Go to the sheepfold, the rabbit nest, the chickens and ducks, all of them."

Ye Han said.

There will be a layer of crystals in the corners and soil near the manure pit, also called ground frost.

Saltpeter can be obtained by soaking the soil in water, filtering it, and boiling it or drying it in the sun.

Ye Han only knew this knowledge point, but had never practiced it.

So now he is not sure how much saltpeter he can produce this time and whether it will be enough to make enough black powder.

I can only take a look at it step by step. If it is not enough, I will search elsewhere. I can always accumulate it.

"Is Ye Han's method really feasible?"

"I don't understand either, but I searched online and found that there is indeed such a statement."

"Yes, my grandfather's grandfather once said this, I remember it."

"Ah, my grandfather was beaten to death by Japanese soldiers when he was eight years old. Alas!"

"Are you kidding me again? Your grandfather passed away when he was eight years old. Where did you come from?"

"Life is only a dozen years, why should we care about these details?"

“More than ten years is too short!!”

............

Good guy, the audience immediately started playing with some of the famous jokes in the composition.

And so on, Sima Qian was tortured again and again, I ate three tons of rice today, and so on.

In the live broadcast, Ye Han has produced more than ten clay pots, all filled with muddy water.

Next he will start filtering and boiling off the water.

But now we have a problem, that is, Ye Han doesn't want to put this muddy water into a pot to boil...

[The author has something to say]

That’s all for today. I’ve been adjusting my schedule recently and will soon be able to go to bed early and get up early.


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