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The old Confucian scholar straightened his waist and immediately became thin and vigorous. He didn't look like he was sick or sick. He was not in his forties. He was dressed up as Mao Jie and came to take the pheasant to do a big thing on Cheng Yu's order.

Wang Butcher looked at him in surprise, "Who are you and what is your relationship with my uncle?"

The butcher Wang didn't know Mao Jie either, but he was indeed bitten by a poisonous snake on the mountain ten years ago. It was uncle who sucked out the venom for him and almost died. This matter was very secret, only he and his uncle knew about it.

Since this Confucian scholar also knew that he must be the one sent by his uncle. It was this testimony and his uncle's bamboo card that Wang Butcher recognized him.

Mao Jie smiled and said, "Your uncle is my subordinate, who serves as a warehouse manager. I am a counselor under Prime Minister Cao, and my surname is Mao."

When Wang Butcher heard that he was a counselor under Cao Cao, his face turned pale because of fright. He hurriedly opened the door and looked out, closed the door, and pulled him into the room quickly.

Wang Butcher Wang said nervously: "You are so bold. Xiazhi County is under strict investigation. Once I am reported, you and I will not be able to survive. Moreover, outsiders are not allowed to stay in the city for more than twelve hours. I cannot take you in."

Mao Jie smiled slightly, opened the door and waved to the little boy in the yard, "Turn the donkey in."

The little boy led the donkey in. Mao Jie pointed at the donkey's belly and smiled at the butcher Wang and said, "You untie the donkey's belly."

Butcher Wang was surprised and stepped forward to touch the donkey's belly. Then he found that the donkey's belly was fake. He actually sewed another donkey skin, but the workmanship was very clever. If you didn't touch it with your hands, you wouldn't be able to see it at all.

Butcher Wang knew that this was to avoid strict garrisons, and he was even more curious about what would be inside.

He immediately found a knife, carefully cut a layer of fake skin outside, and a red silk bag fell out from it. Mao Jie picked up the red silk bag and opened it. It turned out to be ten pearls the size of a thumb, dazzling and dazzling, making Wang Butcher's eyes look straight.

"These pearls are for you," Mao Jie said with a smile.

Butcher Wang swallowed and said in a trembling voice: "Give me...

"It's for you, but I have a condition."

"You said" Wang Butcher of course knew that pies would not fall from the sky. These pearls were worth at least a thousand gold, so there must be something for him to do.

“Very simple”

Mao Jie smiled and said, "We want to know the secret of tincture oil. It was originally a black and sticky thing, but how could it become clear and yellow? You got this secret for me."

Wang Butcher Wang was surprised. Of course he knew what this meant. That was the biggest secret of the Jiangxia army. If the army knew about it, he would undoubtedly die.

He scratched his head and said, "I only know it was refined. No one would say how it was refined."

"That's right. Many people work in turmeric oil workshops. It's not difficult to get it. As long as you can get this secret, these pearls are all yours. I'll leave tonight, how about it?"

Mao Jie gently played with the pearl in his hand, and the pearls shone even more dazzlingly. Wang Butcher stared at Mingzhu hard, and his eyes became hot. These pearls were something he could not make in his entire life.

With these pearls, my second half of my generation can live like the Zhang Dahu in Xicheng, drinking and eating meat all day long, marrying five women, giving birth to a bunch of children, and serving a large group of maids and servants.

He finally made up his mind and said to Mao Jie: "To be honest, the turbulent oil workshop is very strict, with two walls, and the inner wall is the center of oil refining. It is all done by the army. We civilians can only do odd jobs and carry things in the outer wall. But I know that one of them has been in, but he is about to die, it depends on the teacher's luck."

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In a broken room, the light was dark, and an old man like a skeleton was lying on the couch. He was dying and on the verge of death. But Mao Jie gave him a pearl, which gave him a coffin book. He immediately became energetic. Although his voice was very small, it was very clear.

"That was last year, and I and five other people were called into the cleaning pool."

"What pool?" Mao Jie interrupted him and asked.

"I heard from the soldiers that they called the sedimentation pool. There was a card next to it, but I couldn't read it. It seemed that the stone carbon oil had to settle in the pool first. The pool was very big, and a thick layer of oil slurry was settled below. I heard that it was poisonous, and the soldiers refused to go down to clean it up. We worked so hard that each person got five cents. Later, everyone was killed by illness, and I was going to die too."

"And what else did you see?" Mao Jie asked again.

"I also saw a lot of iron tubes and large pots, and another large pool. The tubes pass under the pool, and it is said that they get colder, and then the clear tinder oil can flow out."

Mao Jie silently outlined the iron tube, big pot, sedimentation pool, cooling pool, but he was still a little confused and asked again: "How to do it specifically?"

"I don't know either. Work was shut down at that time. Pan Silang said that the pipe in the pool was to get cold. He was immediately dragged out and whipped dozens of whips. He never saw him again. Anyway, he was not allowed to speak when he went in and asked more questions. We only know that those refining soldiers never came out."

Mao Jie repeatedly questioned, but the old man knew nothing, so he had to go back to Wang Butuhu's house, thinking about whether he could climb up the mountain to see. It is said that the oil refining workshop was at the foot of the mountain.

But Wang Butcher denied his thoughts, "I can't see anything. There is a greenhouse covering it, covering everything, and you can't go up the mountain. The army has orders to go up the mountain without authorization and be killed."

Wang Butcher suddenly slapped his forehead, "I'm so stupid, I just want to ask Lu Er who built the shed, is he able to see clearly than anyone else."

Mao Jie was overjoyed, "Where is this Lu Er, take me there."

At this moment, someone outside the door pounded and heard someone shouting, "Wang Butcher Wang, please open the door."

Wang Butcher's mother rushed over and said nervously: "There are so many soldiers coming outside."

Wang Butcher's face was so scared that he pale. Why did the army come? Has he been discovered? He turned to Mao Jie, and Mao Jie reacted faster than him. He took out a pearl from his arms and threw it into the well in the yard. His back became hunched again, and he became extremely old.

Wang Tuhu opened the door and saw more than a dozen soldiers coming in. The one who was the one who was the one who was the one who pointed at Mao Jie with his hand and shouted: "After receiving the order from above, no outsiders are allowed to enter the city from today, so your uncle must leave immediately, and he will not be delayed for a moment. He must leave now."

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Ten days later, Mao Jie, who had traveled to Anlu County, returned to Fancheng. Cheng Yu learned that Mao Jie was back and went out to greet him in person. The secret of Jiangxia's military turtle oil was Cheng Yu's most concerned thing.

Before leaving, Cao Cao gave Cheng Yu a two-month deadline and ordered him to get the same turmeric oil as the Jiangxia army within two months. This put a lot of pressure on Cheng Yu. He even wanted to go to Xiazhi County in person, but was stopped by the generals and finally the smart and capable Mao Jie went there.

"Xiaoxian, how did you get it?" As soon as he saw Mao Jie, Cheng Yu asked impatiently.

Mao Jie smiled bitterly, "It's not good, but it's not bad either. Go into the city and talk."

Everyone surrounded Mao Jie and entered Fancheng and came to the lobby of the government office. With the look of more than a dozen senior officials and Cheng Yu, Mao Jie said his trip to Xiazhi County in its original form, and finally smiled bitterly: "I am lucky. I was a little bit too early and found a slightly informed person. If I go later, I will really find nothing."

Everyone looked at each other, no one expected that the guards of the Lower Pheasant were so tight. Mao Jie tried every means and only received a little information. Cheng Yu was silently pondering, iron tube, large pot, sedimentation pool, cooling pool, how to use these.

At this time, Yu Jin smiled and said, "From Mr. Mao's narrative, the sedimentation pool is easy to understand. It is to let the turmeric oil settle first, and some things in the turmeric oil will settle into oil slurry, so that the turmeric oil will not be so viscous."

Man Chong also added: "Image pots are probably used to refine oil. This is how I do it when boiling tung oil in my hometown. I use a large iron pot to refine it repeatedly, and some residue will sink to the bottom of the pot, and the moisture will be steamed away, and the tung oil will be purer."

Cheng Yu nodded and said, "Actually, we don't understand this kind of thing, but old craftsmen should understand it. Find more old craftsmen to ask and try again and again, and the problem should be solved."

He immediately said to Mao Jie: "Mao joins the army, I will continue to leave this matter to you. I will give you half a month. If you can complete it, I will remember your great achievements. If you fail, you can explain it to the Prime Minister yourself."

Mao Jie nodded silently. In fact, he was thinking about it repeatedly. He probably had some clues. If he had the help of craftsmen, he should have done it.

"I'll give it a try, maybe it will be a result in ten days in less than half a month."

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Ten days passed in a flash. On the morning of that day, Cheng Yu brought dozens of generals to the Bishui shore, and today they will test the turd oil refined by Mao Jie here.

Everyone has seen the real thing. It is exactly the same as Jiangxia military turtle oil, light yellow, clear and transparent, but everyone is more concerned about its power.

At this time, a ox cart slowly drove over. The ox cart was filled with more than a dozen earthen altars, all sealed with soil. Several soldiers stepped forward, slapped the seal of the earthen altar, and poured the turtle oil from the altar into the river. A piece of oil suddenly appeared on the water surface.

A soldier came forward with a torch, and everyone became nervous, but Mao Jie stroked his beard and smiled. He had done many experiments and was foolproof and could succeed.

The soldiers brought the flames closer to the tincture oil floating on the water. With a bang, the water surface burned, and the blue flames spread rapidly, and the raging fire immediately blocked the water surface.

The Cao army soldiers on both sides of the Taiwan Strait were suddenly filled with joy, and cheers were resounding all over the water. Cheng Yu was also extremely excited. Their original tincture oil was sticky and could not burn on the water surface. Now they finally had the same tincture oil as Jiang Xia army.

The key to the war between military strategists is balance. The turbulent oil of the Jiangxia army has always been a major concern for the Cao army. It was the fierce turbulent oil and sharp warships of the Jiangxia army that made Cao Cao feel completely confident. Now that the turbulent oil is available, just wait for the warships to be fully prepared, the time to destroy Jingzhou and Jiangdong and unify the world will be ripe.
Chapter completed!