"Mr. Fang, we have already passed the imperial edict to the throne. If you have nothing else, then let's withdraw first!"

While Zheng He handed the imperial edict to Fang Shiyu, he turned around and wanted to escape.

There is no way!

Every time I see Fang Shiyu, I feel so fucking that I dare not show off!

Although this time, I have only seen it three times in total!

But look at who is standing in this yard every time, Lord Fang?

Either His Majesty the Emperor or His Royal Highness, or the Princess of Yan or the Princess of the Kingdom of the Kingdom, I think they have no status at this point!

Are all the senior executives of our Ming Dynasty so idle?

When did Your Majesty become so magnanimous?

He can tolerate this group of people so idle that he only pays money and doesn't work?

Moreover, these big guys are more and more close to Lord Fang!

What do you think of these people?

Do you call Your Majesty 'Old Zhutou'?

Call Lord Li Lao Li?

Call Duke Zheng Xiao Zheng?

Call King Yan ‘Zhu Laosi’?

Guan Yongchang Hou didn’t even call his name, just one is over?

Zheng He was not so scared that he was peeing his pants, it was all good. He understood that none of the tolerants here was something he could afford.

Don’t you think you’re long-lasting?

So it’s better to have thirty-six strategies, and it’s better to have a plan!

Now that he has been trained as a navy master for a while, he has been called back to the palace and served in the Sili Supervisory Office. Zheng He feels that he seems to be quite hopeful.

But just when Zheng He turned around and had no time to raise his foot.

"Xiao Zhengzi, wait a while!"

A voice that made Zheng He cry without tears suddenly came.

Zheng He's face changed immediately when he heard the sound!

I am really afraid of anything I want to come!

I can even see what Lord Fang’s attitude towards these Ming tycoons.

As long as you are not blind, you can see His Highness Yan becoming a shoveler with a horse from Lord Fang.

You can still see Zheng Guogong plucking up his trousers, pulling weeds in the field and watering them.

Those who dare to order these two people in the Ming Dynasty are simply a handful of people!

But Zheng He always had a very strange feeling. He felt that Lord Fang seemed to favor him very much, and even the name was extremely friendly and natural.

If there were no one else, Zheng He would naturally be secretly happy. Such a handsome boss valued him so much, which is of course worth being happy!

But here, the more Mr. Fang looks at him, the more he pushes himself into the fire pit?

Every big guy here sees it. I can’t afford to offend me, but I can’t afford to hide it!

I really can't afford to hide, Your Majesty is still standing here!

"Mr. Fang, do you have any instructions?"

Zheng He tried hard to squeeze out a smile and turned his head. He laughed even worse than crying!

"Wait for a while, there is something really wrong. I want to discuss it with you."

Fang Shiyu smiled slowly, as if she was bathed in spring breeze.

"That... Lord Fang, I came out and passed an imperial edict. If I go back late, I will be punished by the palace."

Although Zheng He was also very curious about how many big shots from Lord Fang had to stay for himself, he instinctively told him to find a way to escape!

Seeing that Zheng He directly refused, Fang Shiyu sighed immediately.

Although he has just been promoted, Zheng He is a historical celebrity. He is a cowhide figure who has passed down through the ages. No one believes that he has no ability!

If you are a tough guy, if this guy puts some shoes on himself, it will be troublesome.

So Lao Luo looked puzzled. Fang Shiyu adjusted the ratio and knew nothing about the consequences.

"Yes, I just want to make gunpowder, but this is not the gunpowder you use now!"

Fang Shiyu returned proudly.

The ratio he followed was completely the standard for military use in the 21st century!

It is at least three times higher than the gunpowder used in the Ming Dynasty today!

"I'm still wondering why you asked me to buy these things. It turned out to be to make gunpowder! This thing is useless! It's not as effective as my knife to cut people!"

Seeing Fang Shiyu nodding and admitting that he wanted to be gunpowder, Lan Yu immediately looked contemptuous.

Lan Yu's view is basically the same as that of Xu Da and other traditional Ming generals, that is, the sword in his hand is much more reliable than these gunpowder!

Those who use gunpowder are all sissy, and those who don’t have the courage to make a fortune!

"Haha, this is what you said! After I make it, don't rob it!"

Fang Shiyu glanced at Lan Yu, then turned to point at the rest of the things, and asked: "Who helped me beat the eggs? I just want the egg whites, and the egg yolks don't!"

"Mr. Fang, let me come!"

Zheng He immediately stood up and said it quickly.

There is no way!

Everyone here is a big shot, and you can just come to any one, and the lowest level is the Shangshu! I am so insignificant that I can’t be even smaller!

Just now, Lord Fang asked Shangshu Luo to make the gunpowder ratio by name, so I won’t mention it!

Nowadays, although this sounds a bit unelegant, Lord Fang likes to say that he doesn’t talk about beating eggs, just be happy!

If I don’t rush to do some work now, wouldn’t it be too ungrateful?

"Then I'll have a hard time."

Fang Shiyu nodded, turned to look at Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Di, Xu Da and Li Shanchang.

"See, what comes out of the palace is different. It's much better than some people's eyesight! Can't you learn from others?"

Zheng He, who just felt that he had the strength and was even complacent about it, almost spit out an old blood when he heard this!

Lord Fang, don’t you bring this fun, right?

Didn’t you take my life?

I'm leaving, you must not let me leave!

Now let these big guys learn from me? It would be great if they didn’t cut me!

But although Zheng He was in tears, he didn't dare to say anything. The current situation is that he said so many mistakes!

I had to pretend that I didn't hear anything and went to beat the eggs!

Soon, Lao Luo and Zheng He completed their respective tasks. Fang Shiyu immediately picked up the egg white and poured it into the gunpowder while slowly stirring it.

While stirring, remove the irregular, large or small particles inside, leaving only relatively uniform particles.

The group of people looked at Fang Shiyu fiddling with gunpowder in amazement, and had no idea what he was going to do!

Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth was twitching!

Damn, these are all white money!

You little bastard, you're so spoiled!

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Although everyone doesn't understand what Fang Shiyu is doing, the people who are used to being slapped in the face have to pretend to be thoughtful, and no one is going to ask.

Lao Luo, who was only interested in scientific research and licked out patina with cement, couldn't help but ask.

In Lao Luo's eyes, every word and action of the gentleman is of great significance.

"Lao Luo, you are more easy to learn! Unlike some people, if you don't understand, you still have to pretend to be deep!"

Fang Shiyu lifted and removed while stirring, and then pointed to the particles and explained.

"The gunpowder you use now has a lot of disadvantages."

"First, because the particles are uneven, the force will become uneven after the gunpowder is stuffed into the cannon chamber or the musket, which will cause some places to be too tight and some places to be too loose to achieve sufficient combustion, resulting in a greatly reduced power!"

"Secondly, due to the formula problem, it is also very susceptible to moisture, especially in areas with frequent rainfall in the south, which basically cannot be used normally."

"Third, because the density and weight of various substances in the formula vary, it is difficult to make up for bumps during transportation when encountering bad road conditions, which will also cause deformation. Once it needs to be used, it is difficult to make up for it as soon as possible."
To be continued...