After listening to the report, Li Quancheng felt something in his mind. This matter was probably done by Lao Wa and Lao Ma. Isn't the pry bar the same as the design principle of that return shot? As for the light gathering... is it a convex lens? Li Quancheng also
I can’t guess. Even if I plan to go and have a look, I am a science student, but I have a history of never passing the math, physics and chemistry exams. How can I understand the “chemistry brains” of these scientists?
, and all of these questions asked by the ancients were extremely difficult, and many of them were not solved by later generations. Let him, a person who has not passed mathematics, physics and chemistry, do it... Li Quancheng smiled bitterly in his heart, "Even if you are possessed by Du Niang, you can do it."
You can't come out...after all, you can't connect to the Internet, right?"
Li Quancheng was worried, but he still planned to go and see it, of course during the day. It was getting late now, so he might as well go to Tianfeng Tower to recharge his batteries...
Walking on the streets of Nanyang City, Li Quancheng felt a lot better when he was blown by the cool breeze. He didn't expect that the night market life in the Song Dynasty was so lively. There were "food stalls" everywhere on the streets, and the aroma of all kinds of food filled the air.
, which made Li Quancheng move his index finger. He was about to say generously, "I'm treating you today." Unexpectedly, before he could say the words, Long Wenhu said quietly: "Sir... I'm hungry..."
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, accompanied by the sound of swallowing, and his stomach was also strange, making continuous gurgling sounds as if to confirm his words.
Li Quancheng paused, choked, and suddenly remembered the time when this guy had eaten a whole table of royal banquets. He was so excited that he could cook hot pot.
"Sir... I am indeed a little hungry..."
Dou Wen saw that Li Quancheng looked unkind and quickly spoke out before he got angry.
For some reason, Li Quancheng always felt a faint sense of guilt towards Dou Wen. Whenever he saw his resentful eyes, he remembered how he had been convulsing and howling all over a few days ago, and then he thought of the Mongolian sweat medicine in the Calabash Valley.
Gone with the wind, the sight of a thousand of them killing people as if executing a program...
"Okay...I'm treating you today..."
After thinking about it, Li Quancheng still added a sentence for Dou Wen's sake: "You can eat whatever you want..."
It’s just that Li Quancheng underestimated the popularity of the “food stalls” in Nanyang City Night Market. He searched for a dozen or so before he found a restaurant with seats, and there was just room for three people left. That guy Long Wenhu couldn’t wait.
He went to order something to eat. Looking at his hungry wolf-like eyes, Li Quancheng touched his money bag subconsciously. Fortunately, the thick stack of banknotes was still lying quietly in his broad chest.
, he immediately found a lot of security.
After sitting down, Li Quancheng noticed that something was wrong with their tablemate. The white wine he drank was like plain water. It was so fierce. Although the alcohol content of this ancient white wine was not that high, it was not much better than beer. But drinking too much beer
You still have to go to the toilet - bah - no matter how low the alcohol level is, you will still get drunk if you drink too much, right?
Suddenly, Li Quancheng remembered a sentence, and for a moment he said with a bad mouth: "It is said that people who drink so much are either killing people or robbing people. I don't know which one you are..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man stood up suddenly, and with a bang, a bright short knife fell to the ground...
A short knife reflected the firelight coming out of the hot pot in the store, illuminating the uncertain faces of everyone around him. Li Quancheng was also stunned. Brother, I won't be so weak. This guy drinks to be bold. He really wants to kill someone.
Why don’t you go to Jie Se? You guys are not afraid of Jie Se. If you want to kill someone, don’t kill the people in this hot pot restaurant!
The waiter in the shop was holding a blue-grey hot pot and asked weakly: "Sir, the wok is ready...what kind of antique soup do you want..."...
Although I don’t know what a wok is, it’s probably the pottery stove on the kid’s hand. As for the antique soup... the soup is for eating, it’s probably the hot pot soup... At this moment, Li Quancheng was like a mother-in-law.
His body suddenly became clearer, and he quickly said: "Is there any fresh fish? This friend of mine is a fish killer, and his skills are not average..."
When the waiter at the shop saw Li Quancheng blinking like he was having a seizure, he suddenly realized, "Yes, yes, I'll get it right away!"
The waiter ran away in a hurry, and Li Quancheng was afraid that the goods would not come back. During this period, Dou Wen, Long Wenhu and the young man stood in a cross-legged posture, waiting intently, but they did not move at all. Only Li Quancheng
The eyes of this guy kept wandering, and he could tell the difference between an expert and a novice at a glance. Fortunately, the waiter was quite kind, and he quickly brought over a white fish of some unknown species weighing more than three kilograms.
Li Quancheng didn't bother to care what kind of fish it was. He picked up the short knife on the ground, looked at the young man affectionately and said: "Brother... kill the fish..."
The young man looked at Li Quancheng with complicated eyes, silently took the dagger... pondered for a long time, and finally decided... to kill the fish with the knife.
After working on a stick of incense, he cut a good fish into pieces. Looking at the bloody white fish, with its mouth still opening and closing, Li Quancheng felt a kind of sadness in his balls... Made...
·How big of a hatred is this?··Is this guy from the Ministry of Punishment specially engaged in torture?··Look, how well the minced fish and meat are...
Li Quancheng finally couldn't stand it any longer and said in a negotiating tone: "Brother, let's have a drink first and leave this fish to the waiter to kill..."
The young man raised his head, with such resentment in his eyes that Li Quancheng didn't even care about the short knife. He quickly stretched out his hand to pull him up and said: "Come on, we brothers have been together for a long time... I won't go home until I'm drunk today..."
Li Quancheng pushed the young man to the chair and stamped his foot on the white fish's head... The white fish was finally free... Then the young man inexplicably followed Li Quancheng and others to drink.
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After drinking for three rounds, the young man suddenly put down his cup, looked at Li Quancheng blankly and said: "Young Master is not a Mongolian Tatar. Thank you for the wine today. If you have the chance, I will treat you to a drink!"
After that, the young man stood up, picked up the dagger and left. Li Quancheng grabbed his wrist and said: "You can leave the green hills without worrying about having firewood, and don't do anything stupid like throwing an egg against a stone!"
From the young man's words, Li Quancheng heard his will to die, and also heard that his enemies were the Mongols, and subconsciously wanted to stop him. Although he was not necessarily the kind of person who was willing to sacrifice his life for the sake of justice, he wanted to stop him.
He is a passionate person, but he has gradually adapted to his identity as "Zhizhi Li, Mr. Li, Master Li". He never wants these passionate young people to spill their blood on the water or on the five-star red flag.
··Of course, sprinkling it on the red scarf also becomes...
"Thank you for your kindness, sir. I have made up my mind. Please don't try to persuade me anymore!"
"Another twist of bones!"
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