"It's really good kung fu."
Yan Zipei shook his sleeves, shaking off all the broken pieces of the teacup to the ground. Then he clapped his hands and slowly sat down as if nothing had happened. He said, "Why are you so angry, Lord Qinghe? Look, now the rockery is broken too. We have to pay to repair it."
Seeing this, Lin Hai also sat down and said, "It's okay. Consider it as the money for the teacup. I'll let you pay it back when the time comes. Well, just one thousand taels of silver. What do you think, Lord Yan?"
One thousand taels may sound like a large sum, but it's nothing to someone like Yan Zipei. He was curious, though, and asked, "What kind of teacups and rockery are worth a thousand taels?"
"Oh, the teacup is one tael, the rockery is ten taels, and my uncle's fiancée, the third-rank lady personally appointed by His Majesty, has personally demonstrated the family's heirloom thunder missile skills. The fee is nine hundred and eighty-nine taels, a total of one thousand taels." Lin Hai said calmly.
Yan Zipei, who had just sat down, quickly stood up again and said with a bow, "So it's Madam Gaoming who's here in person. We are honored to be here."
"Madam's unique skill must be the same 'Sky Thunder' that the uncle showed to Lord Bai." Yan Zipei said calmly, not at all as if it was the first time he had seen explosives explode.
Lin Hai's eyes twitched when he heard that.
Although Wang Zuo even changed the content of the memorial that Bai Ang sent to Zhongdu, unexpectedly, such a secret could not be kept for too long.
Come to think of it, it makes sense. After all, the army is constantly using nitroglycerin for exercises, and no one can guarantee whether there are spies from the Eagle Guard and the Embroidered Uniform Guard among these soldiers.
This is the downside of expanding too quickly.
Lin Hai understood that as far as time travel was concerned, his progress was slow. He had been hiding in a corner of the southwest for several years and did not seem to have the strength and dominance of a time traveler at all.
But what is the reality? Not only are the two most important basic technologies blocked, even if he wants to use cold weapons to dominate the world, there must be someone. It takes time for people to grow up. Who said that all the time-travel novels he has read did not mention how to turn a baby into a well-trained warrior overnight?
Then we can only recruit refugees to form an army. Look, isn’t that the consequence?
Of course, as long as the formula and production method of nitroglycerin have not been leaked, Lin Hai feels that he does not need to be nervous. After all, something like "Sky Thunder" is one thing to spread, but whether anyone believes it is another.
Lin Hai felt that even if the spy of the Eagle Control Guard patted his chest and told Duke Yan Longqiu that Lin Hai could summon thunder to blow down the city wall, Duke Yan would only execute him for the crime of "spreading false words to confuse the people and shake the morale of the army."
"Oh, yes, this is Heavenly Thunder." Lin Hai said calmly, "Originally, this Heavenly Thunder method is also my unique skill. But since I and Zhen'er are going to be a family, it makes sense to teach it to her."
"Since you can teach it to Madam, why don't you recruit more disciples? For example, how about teaching it to our family? Just tell me how much tuition is required." Yan Zipei said with a smile.
Of course, Yan Zipei didn't think that Lin Hai would teach him. He just asked casually to ease the tense atmosphere caused by his prying into other people's secrets. However, he didn't expect that Lin Hai looked at Yan Zipei and fell into deep thought for a while.
Not long after, Lin Hai came out of his thoughts and said seriously, "I heard that you are also a very smart person. It is said that smart people have high comprehension and can learn things quickly."
Yan Zipei said: "I can't say I'm smart, I just have some quick wits to get the job done."
Lin Hai nodded and said, "Then let me ask you, if Master Ben stood on top of this pavilion and threw down a three-jin iron ball and a three-jin cotton ball at the same time, which one would hit the ground first?"
"Hmm?" Just when Lin Hai was thinking, Yan Zipei had imagined many situations, and even prepared for the situation that if Lin Hai was really mentally ill and was willing to teach the secrets of "Heavenly Thunder", he would immediately kneel down and acknowledge him as a master or even godfather.
But he never expected Lin Hai to ask such a question.
At the same time, throwing iron balls and cotton balls?
Could this be Qinghebo's method of cultivation? Surely a unique method of cultivation could yield unique skills?
To be honest, Yan Zipei didn't know which ball would land first, but his intuition told him that the iron object should land first.
So the answer is that the iron ball lands first?
No, it's impossible, absolutely impossible.
If it were that simple, why would Qinghe Bo ask this question?
Warfare is all about deception! If it can't be an iron ball, then it must be a cotton ball.
"The cotton ball, of course, will fall to the ground first." Yan Zipei answered confidently.
"Hmm." Lin Hai glanced at the old eunuch. It turned out that the eunuch's thinking was different from that of ordinary people. Even in ancient times, no one would answer cotton ball to this question.
"Okay, second question. Iron will sink in water. So how do we prevent the iron from sinking? We can't tie wood or something to it." Lin Hai did not comment on the previous answer and continued to ask.
"This..." Yan Zipei was puzzled. Preventing the iron from sinking? Could it be that Qinghebo also cultivated in the water? How did he cultivate? By holding a piece of iron? Yes, that must be the case, but holding the iron was too heavy, making cultivation difficult. So he wanted to find a way to make it float.
"I really don't know about this. But if you ask me, if someone gives Lord Qinghe a piece of iron that doesn't sink, it must be that someone has tampered with the iron. Iron smelting is a major plan of the empire, so Lord Qinghe, please be careful." Yan Zipei said after thinking for a long time.
"Okay, Master Yan, I understand. It's not that I'm unwilling to teach you, but Master Yan is devoted to his country and his mind is focused on official business. So for Tianlei, Master Yan's fate has not yet arrived."
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