But then he thought about it, and he felt that the cuttlefish was the stupid boy.
Chu Qing, who was looking unhappy, scolded Cuiyu: "If you don't have a net, why did you just leave it there for so long? You must be mentally ill."
"Yes, there is no net." Cuiyu was not angry and smiled slightly: "Then what were you knocking on there in the first place?"
Chu Qing left without saying a word.
He has discovered that in these technical jobs, once they learn to talk, one is better than the other. It doesn't matter what they talk about. The main thing is that these people have enough brains. When they talk, they use their IQ. He is really the best.
There is no room for rebuttal at all.
While walking, Chu Qing frowned and thought about a question.
Yes, if there is no Internet, I will go to the sea to knock the shit out of my life. It’s free.
When they got to the shore, they could tell with their long eyes that Chu Da was pouting and in a bad mood. He was obviously looking for trouble. The left cheek said provocation and the right cheek said trouble. He squinted his eyes and looked for a punching bag.
Wen Laoliu and Xiao Zhi hid farthest away, because they were most likely to get into trouble.
Chu Qing stood on the beach, waiting for someone to come over without opening his eyes, and then let him vent his anger.
When Chen Yan arrived, twenty steps away, he suddenly saw Chu Qing with a gloomy face. He turned around and walked away, faster and faster, and then started running away.
Wen Ya, who was waiting to watch the excitement in the distance, was dumbfounded: "Isn't he a prince? Is he also afraid of Dudu?"
Xiao Zhi said nothing.
The prince is nothing, the emperor has to say thank you to Brother Chu even if Dudu borrows money.
Not everyone is afraid of Chu Qing. They want to curse when they see Chu Qing. On the contrary, some people are in a particularly good mood. Cuiyu and Feng Daoren, both of whom are not old men according to their age, happily look at Guocheng and explain business as they go.
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Cuttlefish asked people to collect materials for weaving nets and prepare to catch fish to solve the food problem.
The Feng Dao people were now considered to be among the first-line core. They called Wang Tongtong and asked the Second Tong to send people to find sulfur and mirabilite for making gunpowder.
Chu Qing waited for a long time and suddenly became happy when he saw that no one took the bait.
Cuttlefish is the most important thing of the Mo family. Gunpowder has been around since the pre-Qin Dynasty. How could the Mo family not know about it? Not to mention Zhao Baodaner, who is a member of the Taoist sect. In the earliest days, gunpowder was among these people.
The Taoist drummed it up while refining elixirs.
I blame myself for this matter, indeed I blame myself for not asking, let alone thinking deeply about it.
After thinking about it, Chu Qing realized that this timing was really clever.
Even if you tinker with gunpowder at the border, it won't be of much use. Fighting against the Liang people is a horse fight. They can't just stand and wait for you to blast them. Unless you can get a cannon, and you can't drag them to the grassland to fight, it can.
The defense of the city was just a trip to the border. The Liangrong vanguard army, let alone attacking the city, was stuck directly on the uncle, without even touching the city wall gate.
Suddenly, Chu Qing remembered what Tao Ruolin said to him before, God's will, maybe it really is God's will.
He didn't worry about this when he was at the border.
In a war, no one will die.
But when he arrived in the East China Sea, he began to worry.
In a war, people will die, but he felt it was not worth it. In fighting a Japanese dog, no one should die in battle.
Of course, Chu Qing also knew that this was a fanciful thing. He didn't have a little boy or a fat guy. If he wanted to destroy a whole country, how could he not suffer any damage from the battle?
But now, that extremely simple gunpowder formula has appeared, neither too late nor too early. It seems to be God's arrangement, and it appeared just when he was about to face the Japanese thieves.
Without any precautions or worries, you just appeared like this, bringing me surprises in the Three Roads of the East China Sea. I couldn't help myself. But the thief just liked this one. Before I knew it, the thief slowly
Disappeared, there is no news from Zhongzhou anymore, what is left are just memories, only exist, amidst the rejection of all eternity, Bazahei, Bangbang, two shots.
"Weaving a net!" Chu Qing stood up suddenly, showed a big smile, and shouted to the old ladies from Lake City who were carrying logs in the distance: "Eat barbecue tonight, eat until you are full, eat more."
Thousands of old people from Hucheng screamed with excitement and were so moved.
The boss is really a good person!
Chu Qing shouted again: "Only when you are full can you have the strength to work as a coolie. Let's work for an extra hour starting tomorrow!"
Thousands of Hucheng veterans moved in unison, lowered their heads, and continued to carry logs.
Fucking beast!
After finding a log and squatting down, Chu Qing began to plan his next move.
"With gunpowder, you can advance some things."
Fu San, with the abacus in his arms, said concisely: "Aristocratic family!"
"That's right, first destroy the aristocratic family, then fight against the Japanese thieves, switch from defense to offense, stop playing with literature, and use martial arts as soon as possible."
"Master, is the gunpowder you are talking about really so powerful? Don't delay the master's plan."
"Third brother, what are you talking about? Regarding the plans I have made, which one went wrong?"
The third brother said nothing and continued to make calculations.
"No, third brother, what do you mean?"
"Yes, yes." Fu San nodded repeatedly: "Everything you said is right."
Chu Qing: "..."
Seeing that even Third Brother did not have confidence in himself, Chu Qing shrugged: "Others don't believe in me, Third Brother, you have to believe in me."
"Master, please stop joking. Ma Rujing doesn't believe it even at a young age, so I believe you."
Chu Qing scratched his forehead, wondering why these words sounded so wrong.
Lao Ma's mouth is quite strong, but, anyway, something is wrong.
"No matter what, let's build a noble family first."
Fu San became interested: "Do it first?"
"That's right, but first we have to seize everything from the aristocratic family."
"Money and food?"
Chu Qing nodded: "It's money and food. Grab their money, food, land, and other useful things."
"If it's robbery, then it's murder?"
"Wrong." Chu Qing smiled slightly: "It's normal to rob money, but how to rob it."
Fu San took out his short knife and stuck it directly on the ground: "Hand over your fucking money!"
"Yes, but this one is too low-end. We have to go for the high-end one."
“What is high-end?”
"Hello sir, could you please sign here."
The third brother was confused and couldn't understand it at all.
Chu Qing laughed loudly: "You who use a knife can only rob others of what they have, but I who use a pen can rob them and ruin their fortune."
The third brother didn't understand, but he didn't ask, and felt that he should study hard, thinking that this "new type of knowledge" would be of great use in the future.
"Who is that, the guy who almost made Bihua's ass become an A4? Is he dead?"
"The killer Xiang Lin is not dead yet, but he is in jail. Young Master, you asked Lin Hu to ask about the people he had killed before. When he was asked, they were all members of the East China Sea family and some officials. Although this person was not a good bird, he was not a good person either.
If you kill innocent people indiscriminately, you are considered a person with a bottom line."
"What's the bottom line?"
"If you don't pay, you won't kill."
Chu Qing: "..."
Those who have the means to hire killers and assassins are definitely not ordinary people, and those who want to be killed are not ordinary people. And in Donghai, out of the ten bastards, eleven are not ordinary people.
When a bastard hires assassins to kill people, he is definitely not killing ordinary people, and ordinary people have no money to hire assassins.
Therefore, it is not surprising that this man named Xiang Lin has never killed any good people.
"Bring it to him, and let's spend some money on the military first."