"I've seen His Highness the Crown Prince!"

"I've seen His Highness the Crown Prince..."

When Zhu Biao and others came, Zhu Zi'an was taking Master Yang and others to do the final finishing work.

He said he was taking it because Zhu Zi'an just stood there and said, but he didn't do anything to work!

After seeing Zhu Biao, Zhu Zian just said hello slightly, then turned his head again, directing a group of workers, including Xuan Pingzi, who wiped the glass and moved things!

Time is tight and the task is heavy, so you can only arrange everyone!

However, at this time, Zhu Biao, even Wen Yuanji, who was determined to cause trouble, had long ignored Zhu Zi'an.

After getting off the carriage, I was already in shock. I could no longer tolerate any external objects except the gorgeous workshop in front of me.

"Mr. Fan, is this the workshop you built?"

Zhu Biao turned his head with difficulty and asked Fan Xianzu beside him.

"Yes, Lord Fan, would we go wrong? How is the workshop like this?"

Fumihara Yoshi, who was beside him, couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and looked at the front in a daze, looking shocked.

The main entrance!

A large and neat iron door.

On it, two big words are written neatly: Factory!

On both sides of the large iron door are two neatly arranged gatekeepers!

What made Fumihara Yoshi envious was the windows of the two small doormen, which were actually used in Yingtian City, the hottest and hard-to-find treasure, glass!

It is a waste of resources to actually use this legendary glass on the doorman!

On both sides of the concierge are rows of rooms.

Strangely, these rooms were like a giant beast, all connected together, like a complete big stone. Fumihara Yoshi was lying on the wall, but he couldn't find a gap on it!

It's like a copper wall.

"Mr. Fan, are these rooms and walls all made of stone?"

After coming over for a long time, Zhu Biao slowly turned his head again and asked Fan Xianzu who was smiling but silent.

"When you come to Your Highness, these houses are not made of stone. However, according to Xiao Zhenren, they are made of cement, but they are harder and more solid than stone!"

Fan Xianzu smiled faintly and said.

The proud look in his eyes could not be concealed no matter what.

This kind of magical building is also a workshop.

Of course, the most important thing about the entire Ming Dynasty was that there was only such a building, which was built by his own little prince guest.

I believe that in a few days, Fan Xianzu's name will definitely spread all over the world and even spread to future generations!

"cement?"

Zhu Biao looked confused.

"Mr. Fan, what is this cement?"

"When you come back to Your Highness, cement is a kind of limestone powder and clay made into mud powder. Then put the cement and small stones together, add water and mix evenly. After it is dried, it will be as hard as a rock!"

Fan Xianzu explained with a proud look on his face, these are all what he has learned here these days.

"Your Highness, the walls and houses of this workshop are all made of cement. The entire workshop is as hard as Pan Shi. Even if it is a sledgehammer, it cannot be knocked down!"

"Hmph, Lord Fan is a little exaggerating, right?"

Originally, Funhara Ji was very upset when he saw Fan Xianzu's proud face.

Unexpectedly, now Fan Xianzu still wanted to use the wall in front of him made of cement made of lime powder and clay to deceive His Royal Highness and seek credit.

Wen Yuanji felt that it was time for him to be loyal to his prince’s guest. He must expose the true faces of Fan Xianzu and the Taoist priests of the Wudang Sect in front of His Royal Highness.

Thinking of this, Wen Yuanji bowed slightly to Zhu Biao and said seriously: "Your Highness the Crown Prince, I suspect that Lord Fan should have been deceived by the Wudang Taoist priests, otherwise how could a small wall made of cement be harder than a stone? Therefore, please allow me to give it a try!"

"Um?"

Zhu Biao looked stunned. Zi'an's cousin deceived the orphan?

However, when seeing Fumihara Kishi's loyal eyes, he thought of his father's teaching: Don't refute the loyal behavior of a loyal minister in front of everyone.

So Zhu Biao had to nod his head with embarrassment.

"In this way, I'm going to bother Lord Wen! But please be careful when you act!"

"Don't worry, your highness!"

Fumihara Kishi respectfully clasped his fists at Zhu Biao and saluted.

"This kind of cement wall looks like a big stone, but it actually does not leave the category of mud, at most a little harder than those earth walls. As long as you have a light punch, you can penetrate this wall!"

Fumihara Yoshi was full of confidence, raised his head and chest, and walked with big steps in front of the wall.

With his eyes slanted, he looked at Fan Xianzu, who had a strange expression on the side, and bowed to Zhu Biao again and said:

"Your Highness, please look carefully. I will expose their scam to you!"

As he said that, he yelled at his right fist, and secretly lifted his breath, and used all his strength to hit the wall!

On the other side, Zhu Zi'an and other Wudang Mountain disciples looked at the man standing in front of the wall with a daze and punching at the wall.

They looked at each other and unconsciously covered their fists.

The moment Funhara Kina's fist was punched, it seemed as if he felt his fist was broken.

Hiss ~

As hard as iron!

Like a wall of iron!

This is how Funhara Kishi felt at this moment. The moment he touched the wall with one punch, Funhara Kishi seemed to feel that his punch seemed not to hit the wall, but to a whole big stone!

It hurts!...

In an instant, Fumihara's eyes were red and his nose felt sore. He felt that his fist was no longer his own!

"Hiss, it hurts so much!"

On the side, Zhu Zi'an and others couldn't help looking at Fumihara's fists, all of which were full of unbearable expressions, and murmured involuntarily.

Fortunately, the silly fist was not very hard, otherwise the wall would be uneven and would have to be smoothed again, which would be troublesome!

"Sir Wen, how about this wall? Is it hard?"

Just as Fumihara Yoshi was considering whether to continue, Zhu Biao, who was curious, had already come up.

A pair of curious eyes rolled around Fumihara Yoshi's fist and the wall for a few times.

"Report to your Highness, this wall is indeed a bit hard. However, I feel that it has not reached the level of rock solid!"

Fumihara Ji said with a ruthless expression.

However, the hand had already been quietly placed behind his back and could not help but shake gently.

And just as several people focused on Fumihara Yoshi's body beside the wall.

From one end of the road, a group of people came!

The leader is majestic and strolling. It is Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, followed by Li Xincai and Liu Bowen and other confidant ministers!
Chapter completed!