After all, someone like Zuo An, who was talented, dedicated, and skilled in weapon research, was hard to find. Rather than exhausting herself doing the hard work or trying her luck at finding another Zuo An, she decided it was better to coax the one in front of her and make him work wholeheartedly for her.
"Left Bank, these aren't fireworks. Gunpowder is far more powerful than fireworks. Furthermore, pistols are only suitable for individual attacks and defenses. But when there are many people involved, pistols are no match for weapons made of gunpowder."
"Seriously?" Hearing that it was something more powerful than a pistol, Zuo An immediately became interested and quickly forgot his previous sourness.
"It's more real than pearls, and I won't let you work for nothing. I'll lend you my pistol for a few more days to study. Also, I'll write down the method for making bullets for you later. But whether you can make a new pistol and bullets depends on your ability."
Hua Qingcheng's pair of bright and clear eyes were shining as she stared at Zuo'an intently, and the words "sincere" and "not lying" were almost written on her face.
"Uh..." Zuo An's throat rolled, and he looked away from Hua Qingcheng with a little discomfort.
"Let me think about it. Let someone prepare lunch for me first. I've been busy since I came back from your parents' place and haven't even had a sip of water yet!"
"Arrange it, it must be arranged, get started immediately!" Hua Qingcheng looked at Zuo An with an aunt's smile on her face, as if her son had grown up, which made the latter feel uneasy.
"Zuo'an, are you a man from a country where men are respected or women are respected?"
"Of course...it's a man from a male-dominated country! Why are you asking this?" Zuo An looked at Hua Qingcheng warily.
"Of course, it's to introduce you to a wife. So first, I need to understand whether you are from a country that values men or women. Of course, if you don't have any thoughts on having children, this question can be ignored."
"Hua Qingcheng, I'm not that familiar with you, so don't meddle in other people's business." Zuo An was so depressed when he heard this that he almost vomited blood.
He must have been out of his mind to agree to Hua Qingcheng to be Mu Lige's bodyguard. Not only was he a bodyguard, but he was also always assigned other tasks from time to time.
Sometimes she asked him to make cement, sometimes she asked him to make glass, and sometimes she asked him to dig a hand-cranked well. He also had to work part-time as a clerk to sell things in the shop, and even had to look after the weird relatives who came to disrupt the wedding for her...
Looking at Zuo An, who was like her Xiangyun horse, holding his noble head high and looking to the side without looking at her, Hua Qingcheng knew that she had successfully won Zuo An over again.
But as to how long this deception can last, it depends on how big a bait she can give to this old man from the Left Bank.
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