After the flame burns, it will reach a diameter of up to three meters, accompanied by fireworks.
Immediately afterwards, sesame oil made a hissing sound, burning the ground, like a maggot attached to bones, making the scalp numb!
Once a person is contaminated, his bones will be burned.
Everyone present, even those who had seen the power of the moor bottle, showed a look of fear!
Such things have exceeded their perception!
The seal of the combustor is then exploded and encountered air, greatly increasing the power and coverage of the flame.
Gulu!
Qin Yun swallowed hard, his eyes reflected the burning of a raging fire.
Suddenly yelled.
"reward!"
“Great reward!!”
"People from the Firearms Research Institute will collectively reward 10,000 taels of silver! They will be awarded the ninth-rank official title!"
The deafening sound was like his excited heart.
Once the moor bottle is equipped, the gods block the gods and the Buddhas block the Buddhas. Who dares to fight against it?
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"We must continue to work hard!"
Jinzhu and others knelt down again, very excited!
This is Your Majesty’s recognition of everyone! They are all meritorious ministers in Daxia!
Qin Yun suddenly pulled up the golden bead: "You deserve it."
"Tell me, is this moor bottle producing energy now?"
Jinzhu nodded without hesitation: "Yes!"
"But the cost is too high, Weichen recommends small batch production and use the molten bottle on the blade."
Qin Yun asked: "How much silver does a moor bottle cost?"
Jinzhu frowned and said awkwardly: "It's almost ten taels of silver, mainly because sesame oil is very troublesome."
Hearing this, everyone was shocked!
"What? Ten taels?" Chang Hong exclaimed.
Ten taels of silver per moor bottle, a sky-high price!
A tenant from Daxia may not have this income in a year.
After hearing this, the imperial guards even sighed in their hearts that they were not as good as a moor bottle...
Jinzhu looked embarrassed: "Your Majesty, that's true. I have done my best."
"Semesting oil cannot be replaced, otherwise the power will be greatly reduced. Moreover, iron cast containers are not cheap, and they also require a lot of manpower."
Qin Yun took a deep breath, recovered from the shock, and gritted his teeth and said, "Make!"
"Ten taels of silver, only ten taels of silver!"
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help swallowing their saliva, impressed by Qin Yun's courage, but this moor bottle is indeed worth it!
"How much silver and stocks are there on the books of the Firearms Institute?"
Jinzhu thought for a while and said, "The stock of materials can be made first, and there are 400 of them that have been made."
"The last time the money from Lord Guo of the Ministry of Revenue was 13,000 taels left, and it was almost 1,200 moor bottles that could be made!"
Qin Yun narrowed his eyes: "That is one thousand six hundred mooring bottles, enough to support a battle of ten thousand people."
"But this number is still too small."
Jin Zhu and others looked at each other, knowing that this thing was for war.
He said carefully: "Your Majesty, how many more do you want to make?"
Qin Yun said with slightest: "Only one hundred thousand."
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes twitched and their hearts were shocked!
Hundred thousand?!
Mr. Feng couldn't help but frown and said, "Your Majesty, but the treasury is not as rich as before. Every place needs money."
"this……"
Qin Yun also frowned. Guo Ziyun had already submitted a memorial, saying that he could not spend more large amounts before the tax was collected next spring.
"In this way, Lord Jin, you create it first."
"I guess, this amount of more than a thousand is also a big problem for you, right?"
Jinzhu smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty is wise. It will take at least half a month to build more than a thousand moor bottles, and it may take longer."
Qin Yun nodded and thought: "That's good."
"You build it first. I will find a way to find a way to avoid taking the funds from the treasury, but I will take it privately!"
"This..." Jinzhu was stunned.
Isn’t the money from the treasury the money of His Majesty?
It was not surprising that the Jinyiwei had always been public and private.
At this time, Qin Yun had already arrived at the test site with his hands behind his back and slowly approached the position where the incendiary bottle was burning.
The fire continued, and the burning ground had become coke.
This kind of fire can be extinguished.
But on the battlefield, who can find so much water?
Qin Yun pinched his fists, and there was blood burning in his eyes. The advent of the moor bottle greatly increased his confidence and confidence.
But he also knew that the mobilizer was not an airplane or cannon, and he could not directly sweep the army, but by chance, it was still possible to destroy an army in one battle.
Wang Min of Xiliang is far inferior to the Turks now. He must first settle the country when he fights against foreign countries. It seems that he can use them to try the flamingo bottle.
After the spring harvest, it is imperative to recover Xiliang and destroy Wang Min!
A terrible sharp edge passed through his eyes and flashed away.
It was two hours later that I left the Firearms Institute.
Qin Yun originally wanted to try creating cannons or something, but after thinking about it, he still gave up. He couldn't take too much steps, and the molten bottle was enough for the time being.
at night.
He lay on the soft couch, staring at the eaves in a daze, and was in a daze for a long time.
Murong Shunhua took off her palace clothes, revealing her fair skin and slightly raised belly, and went to bed with only one bellyband.
Daimei frowned slightly and said suspiciously: "What's wrong? You don't speak as soon as you come, are you worried?"
Qin Yun pulled a forced smile from the corner of his mouth, "It's okay."
"Can you hide your little bit of fun than me?" Murong was stunned, then laughed and cried, and said softly: "I heard that the treasury has no money, and you have squandered it?"
Qin Yun squinted his eyes and said angrily: "What does it mean to squander? It's the empire's century-old plan. It's time to use money. You will know how great my decision is!"
She smiled and waved her hand gently, and the candle fire went out not far away.
She put it in Qin Yun's arms and said with interest: "How many do you lack?"
Qin Yun turned his head and said with a strange look: "Listen to what the headmaster's wife said, do you have private money?"
"You first talk about how much you lack."
Murong Shunhua's apricot eyes widened and he was a little alert.
"I think there are quite a lot of things when I hear the headmaster's wife?!" Qin Yun looked at Murong's cute appearance, raised his eyebrows, and acted to rob him.
Murong Shunhua was angry and glared at him, "That's the family's fortune passed down from all generations of the Yokomoon Palace. Why do you still want to rob it?"
Qin Yun chuckled and lie on the bed, saying, "Of course you can't rob it. That's the wife's private money. Keep it for yourself. I have my own way."
After saying that, he turned his head and licked his lips: "If the headmaster's wife really wants to do something, it's better..."
Speaking of this, Qin Yun's big hand had already reached into the bedding.
Even though Murong Shunhua was cold-hearted, her cheeks were flushed and her apricot eyes were ashamed and angry.
"Colored man, thief!"
"You know all this!"
"Pooh!"
She spat, why did she fall in love with such a vulgar man?
Qin Yun laughed loudly and couldn't help but hug her and chew her.
Murong Shunhua wiped the saliva from her white neck, looked at his face, and wanted to laugh for no reason.
"Silly." Murong Shunhua cursed, got up and brought a stack of silver notes and stuffed them into Qin Yun's arms.
"Come on, take it, there is not much silver, don't dislike it."