According to Lu Ming's understanding and body memory's understanding of the world, there are a large number of birds in the Xishan Mountain Forest to the west of Tiandu City. These guys called little tits have a very dexterous mouth, and
Every spring and autumn, people come here to eat the seeds sown by farmers, as well as the half-cooked wheat grains and grains, so they have a large source of food.
Just marinate the bird's tongue first to add flavor, then fry it in chicken oil, and bake it with high-quality salted egg yolk. It is a rare dish that you can eat, consume your status, and enjoy the artistic conception of the golden bird's tongue.
After writing down the ingredients and cooking methods, Lu Ming also discovered that the world was missing an indispensable delicacy on earth - barbecue!
Therefore, the ingredient recipe and production details of a roasted whole lamb and charcoal-grilled red deer meat appeared again. As for small kebabs and the like, they have been excluded from the scope by Lu Ming, but they can be considered after the Lu family realm recovers.
Whether it's clothes or food, Lu Ming doesn't design too many, only three of each kind. After all, things are rare and expensive, so what he sells is a unique one, and the money he earns is the money of the rich.
Lu Ming suddenly realized that if he could be a businessman, he could still do it.
As for accommodation, the Lu family already has a good inn running. As for real estate development, the construction period is really long, the investment is too big, and there is not much energy, so I will put it down for now.
Okay! In this era, people on the Jianqi Continent rely on horseback riding or carriages to travel. Lu Ming has no time to study horse improvement technology, so he focuses on carriages.
The carriage designed by Lu Ming must be wide and large. It must have leather recliners and a panoramic sunroof. It must not be cold in winter or hot in summer. It must reflect comfort and enjoyment. However, the bumpiness of the carriage depends on whether it is made of wood or
You can tell how hard the iron wheel is.
Therefore, Lu Ming added something else to the drawing of the carriage - a leaf spring!
Originally, Lu Ming wanted to use springs, which would have better effects, but the production and installation process were more troublesome than leaf springs, so he used leaf springs that can be fixed by drilling holes.
From now on, the Lu family's horse and carriage shop can no longer sell cheap carriages. After all, the sales volume of carriages is not high. When a group of nobles and rich people come to choose carriages, standing next to the common people will make them feel very uncomfortable.
Identity requires a large number of nobles and wealthy people to discuss it together.
Moreover, the shock absorption system can only be used on luxury carriages.
As for the technology of the leaf spring, it must be forged with the same craftsmanship as the five-forged steel sword. It must pay attention to performance, real materials, and enjoyment. It can also be used to make several small mechanisms such as bows and crossbows, which pays attention to safety.
If the surname is Neng, the price will go up another level.
Lu Ming holds a brush in hand and draws carriages with hard lines, neat and generous, striving to combine practicality with enjoyment...
Click.
Lu Ming's ears moved and he heard this sound a hundred meters away. It was the unique sound made by stepping on very small dead branches.
The Lu family has a large business and a large population, so the sound of walking is heard one after another, but this sound is made by stepping on it with a light maneuvering technique, and the person who comes here must be above the swordsman.
"The murderous intent has leaked out before I even saw the target. You're a waste!"
Lu Ming snorted lightly and continued to improve various drawings. The details that should be paid attention to must be marked, so as not to leave defects after they are completed and make further improvements, which will be very troublesome.
Lu Ming paid too much attention to cultivation in his previous life, and some of his hobbies and crafts were only used occasionally to prove his creativity.
After marking, Lu Ming said, "Rookie." Then he went to the living room and took out an open-edge sword without a scabbard under the table. This sword was simple and unpretentious. It was a fine five-forged open-edge sword given by his father. Lu Ming
The craftsmanship is the highest in the family's blacksmith shop. Moreover, Lu Tianlin said that the Lu family must use swords forged by themselves, so that others can see it.
It's a pity that this good sword, which should have had an advertising effect, was used by the former Lu Ming to pad the corner of the table. Lu Ming frowned, this guy is such a waste of money, and the sword is placed everywhere, it should never be a sword
What the hands are supposed to do.
Lu Ming took the sword and suddenly remembered that a detail needed to be highlighted and could be improved, so he started writing again.
Click. A sharp sword poked through the crack of the door. He went to pick out the door latch, but found that the door was not actually bolted. The person who came gently pushed the door open, and then rolled forward to the screen where the oil lamp could not shine.
He went to the dark place and held his breath. Through the gap in the screen, he saw Lu Ming still writing. There was a serious disdain in his eyes with his face covered. He turned his wrist and took out a stone.
, flicked two fingers, and hit the door. At the same time, he raised his sword and pointed it in front of him. When Lu Ming came to close the door, he pierced him with the sword.
The visitor thought to himself: "This loser must have a lot of valuable things in his bedroom. After he gets it later, he must look through it and make him a lot of money. Hehe, this is the reason why I recommended myself.
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With a snap, Lu Ming turned his head and glanced, muttering in his mouth, why did the door open? But he ignored it, then lowered his head and started writing again.
The man in black suddenly frowned and squinted his eyes. What a long night and a lot of dreams! This loser really lacks even the vigilance of a swordsman. I just go up and kill him, pick a few things and run away. With the help of the Lu family,
How many swordsman realms can still stop me, a three-edged swordsman?
It’s a pity that I missed a lot of money!
The man in black shook his head helplessly, lowered his upper body at the same time, arched his legs and suddenly exerted force, and the whole person rushed out at a very high speed. In the dim candlelight, it was like a black smoke, and the sharp sword in his hand was already drawn back,
Just wait until the distance is enough, and thrust out with a sword...
Huh? The man in black was stunned for a moment, but saw that loser sneering at him...
Humph! Do you think the Nine-Edged Swordsman is invincible? Look at me piercing you with my sword!
The man in black had a sinister look in his eyes, and the three-edged swordsman realm had been pushed to the extreme. He let out a cold snort in his throat, and rushed forward with a sword flower on the iron sword in his hand.
Lu Ming's mind sank. He controlled the sword mark and released the sword's intention to the limit. Waves of invisible waves hit the man in black. The man in black was startled and almost screamed. The sword in his hand suddenly struck
His neck, and the invisible strength, are beyond his control.
Whoa! The man in black only felt a flash of white light, and the sword in his hand was easily cut off, and a hole was opened in his chest. The opened flesh was pale white and goose yellow, and traces of blood spurted out, and then his own
My legs are weak and I can no longer lift my strength.
"Ah——!" A high-pitched soprano voice came from the mouth of Qing'er who had just entered the door.
Qing'er saw that the door to the young master's room was open, and wanted to close it, but unexpectedly she saw a blood mist rising up, and there was also a man in black. A blunt iron sword in his hand suddenly started to swing, Qing'er suddenly waved a blunt iron sword in his hand.
Like a crazy little lamb, it rushed forward.
Qing'er, who had her eyes closed, felt that she had been stabbed in the air, so she tilted her head and slowly opened her eyes, looking over at a mechanical speed, only to see the young master Lu Ming standing in front of him with a sword, and the man in black
He was lying at his feet with a huge gash on his chest, his face was distorted, and he was panting like a cow.
Qing'er quickly said: "Master, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Lu Ming smiled calmly. By releasing his sword intention, he could already control the assassin's sword to bend in other directions. However, at his maximum, he could only control the five-edged swordsman's sword. If it were any higher,
At this level, his power can completely overwhelm him.
Lu Ming just used this assassin to verify his prediction. It was like building a sword and sending it to the auction house.
Uncle Biao, the general manager of the nursing home, rushed into the door with people shouting, threw himself in front of Lu Ming, grabbed him and asked urgently: "Master, are you okay?"
"Can you still stand like this when something happens?" Qing'er pursed her lips: "Uncle Biao, this matter is too dangerous. If the young master hadn't been able to make a big improvement now, I'm afraid..."
"Alas!" Uncle Biao sighed heavily, turned around and saw the assassin with his beard standing on end. He asked him to stand up, kicked him a few times, and then said: "Master, what do you think we should do?
Deal with him?"
"There's no rush." Lu Ming said calmly. At the same time, he also felt the powerlessness of Uncle Biao and others because their level was too low. Moreover, the Lu family had always had smooth sailing, and this kind of thing almost never happened. You can't blame them if this happened.
What happened during the day, plus the sneak attack at night, made Uncle Biao's face tremble with anger. The Lu family had never been treated like this before. He tore off the man's face covering and was stunned: "It's you!"
"Who is he?" Qing'er asked.
Uncle Biao looked at the man in black being held up by his men and gritted his teeth, "This boy is still with our Tiandu City executioner Du Yunfeng during the day. I didn't expect that he is an official during the day and a thief at night!"
"Hmph!" The man in black snorted hard, took a few breaths, then glared at Lu Ming and said: "I didn't expect that you, a loser, would still be alive. If I hadn't been careless for a moment, you would be dead. I'm dead now.
In your hands, you can kill me as you please. However, you'd better let me go and let me live, otherwise your Lu family will never have peace from now on."
"Sometimes, death becomes a luxury." Lu Ming raised his sword, patted the assassin's face with the blade, and said, "Tell me, who sent you here? You will die easily.
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"Kill if you want. It's not that easy for me to speak." The man in black turned his head and remained silent, only breathing heavily.
Uncle Biao was about to raise his hand to hit him, but Lu Ming stopped him and said calmly: "This kind of person is very tough. It's useless to hit him."
"It's good that you know." The man in black said with a proud look on his face: "I said it was the army that came down... ah..."
The assassin suddenly screamed, not believing that this prodigal son dared to be so cruel, but he saw Lu Ming holding a finger in his hand, still dripping with blood, looking at the sword in his hand with indifferent eyes, and said: "It is indeed a fine sword forged in the fifth grade.