Chapter 75: Grasp Both Hands, Both Hands Must Be Hard

Everyone is Zhang Jie, and he cannot disregard the life of Pirate Zhang Jie,

letting him take risks to obtain technological data.

"How is the production of the barrel?"

Zhang Jie asked while rubbing the barrel.

Talking about toxicity without talking about dosage is hooliganism, and talking about quality without talking about quantity is also hooliganism.

At least for the current Zhang Jie, this is the case; after all, he is not doing high-precision research,

he is just re-enacting a technology that has already been researched.

"Young Master, nearly one hundred have been produced in these two months!"

The old steward said excitedly.

The production of two a day has already exceeded his imagination.

Taking the ordinary bow and arrow of the Great Song as an example, its production must follow the ancient method of "six materials"—dry (bamboo and wood),

horn (animal horn pieces), tendon (animal tendons), glue (fish bladder or animal skin glue),

silk (winding thread), lacquer (protective coating).

The material selection process alone takes several years: the main body of the bow arm is mostly taken from Chinese pistache,

mulberry wood, and needs to be cut in winter to keep the wood tight;

ox horns need to be selected from flexible horn pieces soaked in spring;

ox tendons need to be processed in midsummer to ensure the best elasticity.

After these materials are bonded by fish bladder glue,

they also need at least one year of natural drying and repeated adjustment to achieve a good bow.

And the gun "invented" by Zhang Jie only needs a barrel,

matched with other components, and even an apprentice can make a gun.

Even if the old steward's knowledge is not much, he also believes that the gun will definitely change the mode of war.

If nothing else, used for defending the city, it can create an impregnable fortress!

Cultivating an archer takes several years,

while even a farmer only needs a few days of training to know how to load medicine, load bullets, and pull the trigger.

"Young Master, with this sharp weapon, you will definitely be able to gain a foothold in the imperial court, and even rule the world is not yet known!"

The old steward became more excited as he spoke.

He seemed to have seen the day when Zhang Jie, relying on firearms, destroyed Western Xia,

defeated the Great Liao, was enfeoffed as a marquis and prime minister, reached the peak of his official career, and left his name in history!

Before Shen Sect Zhao Xu passed away, he left a last instruction:

"Those who can recover the entire Yan territory, even if they have a different surname, can be enfeoffed as kings."

"Uh~"

Seeing the old steward so excited, Zhang Jie touched his nose a bit awkwardly.

Should he tell the old steward now

that he actually had no idea of being loyal to the Zhao Emperor,

and had planned to set up a separate stove on the day the golden finger came?

"Forget it, it's not time yet."

After thinking about it, Zhang Jie decided not to tell the old steward first.

"Han Feizi: Difficulty of Persuasion" says: "Affairs are achieved by secrecy, and words are leaked and failed."

For things like rebellion, as long as it is not time to launch,

the more people who know, the more risk of exposure.

Even the Great Virtuous Teacher, who had explosive organizational ability and forces all over the Great Han, had to launch the uprising in advance because the news was leaked:

Zhang Jiao's disciple, Tang Zhou of Jinan, secretly reported this to the government,

leading to his other disciple, Ma Yuanyi, being arrested and subjected to the punishment of being torn apart by chariots.

Emperor Ling of Han immediately ordered a thorough investigation of those related to the Taiping Dao in the Luoyang Palace and various places,

killing more than a thousand people, and ordered Jizhou to hunt down Zhang Jiao.

This matter forced Zhang Jiao to launch the uprising in advance, becoming the fuse of the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

Moreover, the old steward is so happy, let him be happy for a while longer.

I only hope his heart is big enough and he won't have a cardiac arrest on the day he knows the truth.

"Steward Da, it's not enough; you tell Master Liu and the others to continue recruiting apprentices.

For every apprentice taught who can build a barrel, reward fifty taels of gold!"

Zhang Jie, who was not satisfied with the efficiency, directly gave a heavy reward.

He believes that under a heavy reward, there must be a brave man!

"Yes, Young Master."

The old steward went away with the order.

Although he was a bit confused about why Zhang Jie still wanted to expand the scale of craftsmen,

the loyalty in his heart made him diligently execute Zhang Jie's orders.

At night, Zhang Jie was reading in the study.

It's just that what he was reading was not the Four Books and Five Classics of Confucianism,

but the work "Golden Flower Purpose" by Lu Yan of Daoism.

Everyone might not be very familiar with Lu Yan, but he has a very famous Daoist name, "Pure Yangzi"!

He is the Lu Dongbin in the saying "A dog bites Lu Dongbin, not knowing a good heart"!

Lu Dongbin studied under Zhongliquan, and later passed the Dao to Liu Haichan and Wang Chongyang,

and is revered by the Quanzhen Dao of Daoism as one of the "Five Northern Ancestors" and is one of the "Eight Immortals" in folk legends.

Folk call him "Emperor Fuyou", "Lu Chunyang",

"Master Chunyang", "Enzhugong", "Xiangong", "Luzu", etc.

Since Zhang Jie shared the extraordinary power of internal energy from Zhang Jie of the Heaven-Dependent and Heavenly Dragon worlds,

he began to study the works of various sages of Daoism.

After all, talking about the origin of internal energy cannot be separated from Buddhism and Daoism.

Daoism has sages like Wang Chongyang, and Buddhism has the Shaolin Temple, which is known as "all martial arts in the world come from Shaolin".

Before the start of the Eagle-Shooting, there was Huang Shang who cultivated the realm of a martial arts grandmaster by repairing books,

and cultivated the strange book "Nine Yin Manual".

Zhang Jie felt that he could not let the sages monopolize the beauty.

As for divine skills and secret manuals, wait for him to accumulate more deeply,

and he can also create his own divine skills!

As for Zhang Jie still building guns and developing technology in front, and turning around to start indulging in martial arts?

Zhang Jie expressed that he must have both technology and divine skills,

grasping both hands, and both hands must be hard!

"Occasionally playing with a flying divine sword, destroying the first peak of Zhongnan.

I don't know when I will be able to reach such a realm of destroying mountains and breaking mountains."

Zhang Jie put down the ancient book in his hand, his eyes full of yearning.

Peck, peck~

At this moment, a soft knock on the door came from outside.

"Is it Jinlian? Come in." Zhang Jie said casually.

In the past, when he was studying in the study, Pan Jinlian would always bring him late-night snacks on time.

Creak.

The door was pushed open, and a slender figure walked in with lotus steps.

Zhang Jie looked up and found that it was not Pan Jinlian, but Yan Poxi?

"Po Xi, why is it you? Forget it, put the late-night snack on the table."

Zhang Jie ordered casually, picked up the ancient book, and continued to put his energy into it.

Zhang Jie: I want to put my energy into martial arts~

"Young Master, I am here to serve you."

Yan Poxi, carrying the food box, walked to the desk with lotus steps.

"Hmm, no need, just put it here."

Zhang Jie replied without raising his head.

Although he does not reject enjoyment, he must be moderate,

not really reaching the point of reaching out for clothes and opening his mouth for food.

"Young Master, please look up at me."

Yan Poxi said in a tearful, coquettish voice.

Zhang Jie was about to drive the mischievous Yan Poxi out.

As a result, when he looked up, he saw Yan Poxi take off her coat,

and a beautiful body, wearing only light gauze, with convex and concave curves, and mountains and rivers looming, was displayed before his eyes.

"This..."

The words in Zhang Jie's throat were stuck.

Gulp~

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and the fire that he had not completely released in the past was suddenly raised.

"Young Master~"

The coquettishness in Yan Poxi's eyes was about to turn into spring water and drip down.

"Po Xi, you go out first."

Zhang Jie took a few deep breaths, still suppressing the fire in his heart.

He rejected Pan Jinlian's proposal to "take" Yan Poxi a few days ago,

and now if he turns around and eats Yan Poxi, isn't this slapping his own face?

"Is the Young Master worried about Sister Jinlian?"

Yan Poxi, who saw the worry in Zhang Jie's heart, smiled sweetly.

"En."

Zhang Jie nodded; this is not something that cannot be said.

"Young Master, don't worry; it was Sister Jinlian who asked me to come."

Yan Poxi got closer and closer to Zhang Jie, exhaling like orchids.

Zhang Jie could even smell the body fragrance of Yan Poxi after just bathing.

"This..."

Zhang Jie fell into thought after hearing this.

"Jinlian still doesn't believe me!" He sighed in his heart.

He had already told Pan Jinlian the theory of seeds and land,

but it seemed that Pan Jinlian didn't believe it much and still thought it was her problem.

Currently, she still thinks that her land is too barren,

making it difficult to grow Zhang Jie's overly powerful seeds.

However, Zhang Jie does not think so:

Although he has shared a few times and has internal energy, and his physique is vigorous,

he considers himself still a mortal, and has not reached the point where offspring are difficult for cultivators in the Xianxia world.

And even in the Xianxia world, the problem of difficult offspring generally only

occurs when one is a Golden Core boss, or even above a Nascent Soul ancestor.

Never heard of a Qi-refining or Foundation-Establishment cultivator who couldn't have children.

After all, the seed thing, once is hundreds of millions; it's impossible for it to be too strong!

"Sigh, currently, it seems that only action can prove that it is not Jinlian's problem."

Zhang Jie's face was full of holy dedication.

He is sacrificing himself for Pan Jinlian!

He pulled Yan Poxi into his arms.

"Young Master~"

Yan Poxi looked up at Zhang Jie's side face, which was like a knife-cut, and she was obsessed.

Zhang Jie stood up, picked up Yan Poxi, and walked toward the bedroom behind the study.

"I hope the Young Master will cherish me."

As Zhang Jie's actions deepened, Yan Poxi pleaded coquettishly.

"I am sacrificing myself for Jinlian!"

Zhang Jie, with a noble spirit of sacrifice, began to carry out the most primitive and sacred activity of mankind... ===== CHAPTER 76 =====