If you give, you will get something. This is natural, and the flea requirements are not high. You just want to eat a bowl of Baijia shredded chicken noodles, which has to be made by Bai Dong himself. The noodles should have poached eggs and chopped green onions.

The hot chicken noodles were served quickly, not ramen or pressed noodles, but the softest home-cooked noodles. First, the wheat noodles are shattered into thin circles, then cut them into noodles with a knife, and put them in the pot while the noodles are still soft and soft. They cook them and are slightly chewy. They like grass and bitter wine, and of course they also like fleas. However, this is the first time they eat them made by Bai Dong. After taking a sip of the noodles, they look up at Bai Dong, and their big eyes smile like crescent moons.

I never thought I could survive, nor did I think that Bai Dong would give her blood transfusions. I didn't expect that he would kill an old hen with his own hands when he said he wanted to eat noodles. The hen was still from the county magistrate Fang Ming. He lays eggs every day, but he grabbed them and killed them with one knife. The soup stewed was thick and fragrant, and the noodles were cut so regular; this was the noodles made with care and could be eaten by fleas.

"The wound on my face..."

When fighting in the plum tree, I never thought about my appearance. Now I was full and I saw the person I wanted to see, and suddenly I remembered this.

"Don't worry, Mr. Lu's methods are not assured, and they will not leave scars. You are so stupid. Are you looking down on me too much? It's just Nanmo Deng Lingzi. Will the Bai family still be afraid of him? Why bother to take risks in Meilin? Is it worth it?"

"I know you are amazing, but that Deng Lingzi is a person who even the kings of various countries dare to kill. I'm not at ease..."

The flea's eyes became a little complicated, and his big eyes stared at Bai Dong: "Do you still remember the song you sang to Sister Bijiu during the Chinese Valentine's Day? I want you to sing it to me. If you were killed by Deng Lingzi, who would sing this song in the future?"

Bai Dong looked at her steadily, thinking that you can also say such a far-fetched reason? Do you like to listen to this song? Actually, I want to sing it to you...

‘Wait once a thousand years, wait once a time…”

Bai Dong's singing always gives people an indescribable sense of security. He quietly leaned his head on the shoulders of this bastard. Is this the taste of a man? Why is it not on the senior brother? The flea's heartbeats a little faster. Somehow, I thought of what Qin Yueren said to her in a low voice and an extremely ambiguous look. His heartbeats even faster. He grabbed Bai Dong's arm in a panic and pinched it down hard.

‘Oh, it hurts so much!’

Is the bitter girl who was injured by one person in ten steps so weak? Bai Dong couldn't help but scream in pain. Isn't this one also sick? Fortunately, no, someone found out that he had lost his hand and was as frightened as a little white rabbit, and apologizing repeatedly. This is still a little white rabbit with only a peerless face...

Bai Dong is a man, and he will like him when he sees a beautiful woman, let alone this beautiful woman is very affectionate to her kindness? But this place is not as good as that of later generations. The fireworks can be burned by a fire, and the one who follows the rules is the old man. There are rules of this era. Even if you want to take this little white rabbit, you have to report to your mother first and know how to drink bitterly. Even if the bitter wine is not a proper wife, she is also a concubine who once had a wife on behalf of her, and she knows about him and goes on a blind date. This matter must not be hidden from her.

After all, the flea has not recovered its strength. After eating noodles, he has become sleepy after listening to his singing. He leaned on his shoulder and said something unclear, and then gradually fell asleep. The tall beauty actually snored slightly, which is really exhausted.

Bai Dong covered her with a quilt and tiptoed out of the room. Seeing Nie Zhu still being alert in the yard, he nodded at him: "Let's go and see Gou Shengzi, and go to Mo Xian's house to have a meal. His aunt made good dumpling soup. Gou Shengzi also mentioned it in the letter, which is greedy!"

Nie Zhu nodded with a smile in his eyes. When it comes to regulating food, who else in the world can compare with you? Don’t interrupt, I will care about your safety. As for whether the flea girl is safe or not, it’s not up to us...

Bai Dong didn't come for Mu Zhuobei's dough soup, but the skill is really good. It took two big bowls in a row to eat. When Mu Bei packed up the bowls and chopsticks, he took out the pattern he had already drawn and handed it to Mo Shi: "Start burning this tomorrow, regardless of whether the quality is good or bad, as long as it crystallizes into porcelain, the key is to burn the secret lattice at the mouth of the bottle. Keep it confidential when firing. After it is finished, send it directly to the Bai Family Secret House. Don't let outsiders see it, do you understand?"

Lantian has now built a secret workshop of Bai Family, mainly storing precious porcelain. Ink Supply Line leads the Bai Family porcelain makers to study various porcelain recipes and new colored porcelain products. Bai Dong will always ask them what he thinks of. Those responsible for the security guards of the secret workshop are the Bai family children trained by Li Di and Sang Wazi. Bai Dong, the rangers invited outside, trusted them, but they still need time to prove their loyalty.

"What's this? It's so weird."

Looking at the things on the picture, Mo Shi frowned repeatedly. What is this thing, with a big belly and a short neck, and no beauty at all. It’s just a ball. Who would want it to burn it?

Moreover, it is extremely troublesome when making a tire. There are two grids at the mouth of the bottle, which are placed together on the upper and lower sides. There are holes and a hook nose at the bottom of the grid. It seems that it is used to tie a rope. But if you want to tie a rope, you should leave a nose at the mouth of the bottle. What does it mean to leave a nose in the bottle neck? So he shook his head and said, "It's too complicated. Even if the tire is fine, it's probably not good to burn, and it's not good to look."

"It doesn't matter whether it looks good or not, and not all bottles need to be burned out of the inner container. There is a pattern here, you can take a look."

"This is even more strange. The mouth of the bottle is so big that it is necessary to burn a thin slag in the mouth of the bottle? Are things to be placed on it? It's strange, where can I put things on the mouth of the porcelain bottle?"

It is strange that you can figure out the ink line. The porcelain bottle with a dark grid is used to make Lar. Put flint in the dark grid on it, and then tie the iron block with a rope and put it in the grid below. Pull it hard, and the iron block will break the dark grid, hit the flint and detonate the porcelain mine.

The porcelain bottle with the inner slag opening is used as a mine-stepping process. The bottle mouth is wide open, and the thin porcelain piece of slag opening just can hold the stick. A thin wooden board is placed on the stick and tightened with a chisel. As long as someone step on the wooden board, the weight of the person will crush the porcelain piece of slag opening, causing the wooden board with iron spikes to fall quickly, hitting the flint piled at the bottle mouth and then detonating the mine.

Nowadays, the large amount of sulfur purchased by Bai Chi has been secretly pulled into the Bai Family Secret House. There are pine wood on the Qinling Mountains, and it is extremely easy to burn it into charcoal. With the saltpeter brought, it is not a problem to make black gunpowder with egg whites in minutes. With Bai Dong's method, without sesame oil, sulfur can be extracted with butter. The black gunpowder made is definitely far better than that of the Tang and Song dynasties. If it is made into explosives, it can be carried to blow up the bunker.

Bai Dong hasn't forgotten the "Mine War" he watched as a child. It was to use black gunpowder to pour into the stone thunder. The Japanese were blown up and overturned. However, the eighth man was a bit scam. The effect of the stone thunder was actually not good, far from being as good as that of the ceramic land mine. Once this thing exploded, every piece of fine porcelain piece was equivalent to the power of a bullet. Deng Lingzi had a golden bell cover iron shirt and the Thirteenth Taibao's horizontal practice skills were useless. He was dead!

"Mine war, hey mine war, Lao Deng flew into the sky..."

These days, Bai Dong always likes to hum this strange song, but the sound is very small, and no one can hear what he is singing. Gou Zuozi suspected that he was crazy and stayed in the secret workshop all day to direct craftsmen to mix the charcoal, sulfur and saltpeter powder together, and he had to do it himself. Isn’t it just a mess? I would do it for Bai Dong several times, but I was rejected. Black gunpowder is not the time for real life. Even the workers in charge of mixing gunpowder are divided into several shifts. Only Bai Dong knows the real proportion and is not ready to tell anyone.

After making black gunpowder, another group of people reloaded mines, all the children of the Bai family were selected. The Gongshu people could only help get some wooden pedals. These Gongshu craftsmen didn't know what Bai Dong was going to do, and they thought he had suffered a loss last time and wanted to set up institutions in front of Baijiazhuang. However, I have never seen anyone connect the iron spikes directly to the back of the wooden board. What is this? Is it a new thing developed by Bai Zuogeng?

When burying the mines, Li Di did not even inform him. He brought a few of the most confidant Bai family members and quietly left the city. He didn't want to shoot, and he went all the way to the big willow tree on the dry plateau. This is really a good place to set up mine formations. There is an unobstructed plain in front of him, let alone ambushing people. It is difficult to even hide a chicken. There is no need to worry about burying mines here. Deng Lingzi can send someone to leave a book here, which shows that he has a very good understanding of the terrain here and will never send someone to secretly monitor it.

Nie Zhu was very depressed. He couldn't figure out why Bai Dong buried these round porcelain eggs underground, and he didn't understand why he wanted to jump around... Bai Dong asked him to stand ten feet in front of the big willow tree. This was a relatively flat dry land. There was a quagmire pool for water storage in summer on the left, and the right was a downhill land. Some sour jujube trees were grown in obliquely, which just separated the fields under the slope. This was a typical well field. There should be a tree partition between the two pieces of land to avoid disputes among farmers due to the land.

Bai Dong did not let him jump forward and backward, nor to the mud, so he let him jump to the right downhill, and he failed to jump back and forth until he jumped back and forth. He also specifically reminded him to escape and jump with all his might. This made Nie Zhu jump more than a dozen times before he went downhill to look for his footprints, and with these footprints as the center, he drew a circle and ordered people to bury the round porcelain balls in this circle, carefully placed the wooden boards, and covered the wooden boards with soil, so that there was no trace.

After burying the downhill, many porcelain balls were buried at Nie Zhu station just now. This time, they were not covered with wooden boards. They first tied the bottle mouth with hemp ropes mixed with silk threads, and then tied all the ropes to the thickest rope, and then buried them all in the soil. The rope head was hidden behind a large bluestone in front of the big willow tree.

What is this to do? Although Nie Zhu is a top assassin, he has never used gunpowder to cheat people. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Can these porcelain balls deal with Deng Lingzi?"

"What porcelain balls? We haven't left the city today, nor have we buried any porcelain balls. We obviously went to the 'Baixianglu' in Lantian. You dripped your mouth on the lap of a big girl, and they even grabbed you and asked you to pay. Thanks to me who paid you five hundred yuan for you, otherwise you wouldn't be able to pay the girl's house."

"Where do I have it!"

Nie Zhu suddenly became anxious. If he didn't take such a person to destroy others, he would even drool on the big girl's legs. If he said it, I'm shameless?

"Why don't there? I said there is, it's true. Remember, we haven't buried any porcelain balls today. If someone talks nonsense, he is not from my Bai family!" Bai Dong's eyes flashed past these Bai family's children, and his face was very serious. It seemed that it was not a joke.

"Yes, I remember, we went to Nuluguan to have a drink today, that's right!"

"Oh, I seem to remember it too... But Brother Bai, you seem to have made a mistake. Didn't my saliva drip on the girl's legs? It's clear that Bai San's saliva?"

Nie Zhu looked back at the place where the "landmines" were buried, and suddenly he became blessed to his heart.

"Yes, it's Bai San. If you don't mention it, I'd really be wrong."

Bai Dong laughed twice: "We have drunk too much, so the brothers left the city to make a collective convenience. I don't think that as I walked, I arrived at this dry plateau. Why is there a quagmire? If someone wants to hide from the quagmire, maybe he will roll down this downhill road. If he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured. Nie Zhu, your eyes are good, just wait here for a night. If someone passes by here, I would also remind them not to go downhill... I will notify Fang Ming tomorrow and ask him to repair this section of the road."

Tomorrow is the day to meet Deng Lingzi. I have to stay for one night today?

Nie Zhu immediately understood what Bai Dong meant and smiled and said, "Okay, I'll stay here today, and I will never let people step on that downhill road..."

***

The weather was very good the next day, without rain and snow, the sun was still high, the air was dry enough, and gunpowder would definitely work better. Bai Dong was in a good mood, and under the protection of twenty Bai family rangers and Li Di and others, he was sitting under the big willow tree to drink tea; it was a kung fu tea, the supreme product used to pass the time.

Looking at his own lineup, Li Di frowned slightly. What was Heianlang thinking? Since he refused to hand over the Venus in the sky, why did he need to meet Deng Lingzi? This is not a time of curiosity. Deng Lingzi's masters are everywhere. If he had his pockets, it would be difficult for him to deal with them. It would be too risky.

Nie Zhu looked at Li Di who was obviously worried, but wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. His task today was to pull the strings, standing behind the bluestone buried with the rope, and he could hook the rope buckle with just one step. His position was very good, and with several confidant warriors from the Bai family, it just made up for the shortcomings of Li Di and others. If he really started his hand later, he could come out from the side, which was quite consistent with the magic of military strategy. Therefore, Li Di not only did not doubt, but also extended his thumb to praise his exquisite position.

"Heianlang, Deng Lingzi is a master swordsman in the world, and he has five hundred dead monsters under his command. His power cannot be underestimated. Since you are unwilling to hand over the Venus outside the sky, why ask him to meet? This is too dangerous..."

"Brother Li doesn't know that I asked him to come here for the sake of one and all. Deng Lingzi bullied me like this, how could he not fight back? You don't have to look at me like this. Although Deng Lingzi is a famous swordsman in the world, he may not be my Taoist rival. Today, let him taste the power of the thunder in his palm. At that time, Brother Li doesn't need to do anything, just watch."

"Taoism, thunder in the palm of your hand?"

Li Di almost twitched over. Can this kid get drunk even if he drinks tea? When did you become a Taoist again?

Ps: This chapter was originally prepared for a five thousand-word chapter. Today I felt a little uncomfortable, my throat was sore, and my head was a little dizzy. Although it was not very serious, it affected my writing. I felt dizzy after writing it, so I just wrote it here first. I couldn’t read it.
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