Zhou Dequan and Bai Shouren thought about it carefully and felt that it made sense. They suppressed the urge to rush back to Shuozhou immediately.
"Brother Wang, you are absolutely right! Then this cigarette..."
"Hu San!"
Wang Pan immediately ordered, "Go find the best craftsmen in the city and make sure they develop it as quickly as possible!"
Hu San accepted the order, but was in trouble.
He had never come across this thing before, so what kind of craftsman should he look for?
He scratched his head, looking at the cigarette that needed to be lit and smoked, and an idea suddenly occurred to him: since it needed to be lit, maybe it was similar to the craftsmen who made fireworks?
So he hurried to a well-known fireworks workshop in Jinyang City, and without saying anything, he forcibly "invited" five or six confused masters.
These masters were brought in front of Zhou Dequan and others, and they looked at each other in confusion when they saw the tobacco and cigarette samples, completely confused.
"What...what is this? It looks like some rolled-up leaf?" An old craftsman took the nanmu tree and observed it repeatedly.
"Let us imitate this? Where...where do we even begin?"
Another old master twisted the tobacco crumbs, smelled them, and looked confused.
They spent a good while trying to roll tobacco with the paper used to make firework rollers, but they were completely unsuccessful.
It's either rolled too loose and falls apart, or too tight to ignite, not to mention understanding the special baking and fermentation process required for tobacco.
Seeing that it was getting late, the craftsmen were at a loss. The master craftsman in charge had no choice but to bite the bullet and say to Wang Pan:
"Sir, this thing has a unique structure and seems to be quite complicated in its craftsmanship. It would be difficult to imitate just by looking at the surface."
"Can...can we take some back and disassemble and study them carefully? Maybe we can figure out something."
Wang Pan looked at this group of helpless craftsmen. Although he was anxious, he had no choice but to agree.
He ordered people to pack some tobacco and a few whole cigarettes for the craftsmen, and also rewarded them with some wine, meat and silver, and told them to come up with results as soon as possible.
The craftsmen nodded in agreement and returned to the fireworks workshop with sad faces, holding the "sample" that was extremely unfamiliar to them.
They faced those few curled nanmu trees and a pile of dry leaves as if they were facing a heavenly book. They had no idea how to start and could only look at them in silence and sigh.
How could a mere fireworks craftsman easily understand the secrets of tobacco?
They didn't know that in the darkness, a pair of eyes were watching all this coldly.
It turned out that he was Tang Yanhai sent by Zhao Muyun, who was leading ten elite Night Warriors to secretly monitor every move of Zhou Dequan and the other two.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
