After asking, I found out that in addition to saltpeter and sulfur, there were also a lot of messy ingredients, mostly made by Taoist priests who practiced alchemy. Who knew what this magical Taoist priest in Qingyang Palace would add in? If there was arsenic, mercury, etc., I would probably become the first Tang Dynasty hero to set off firecrackers to die.

I quickly ordered Fang Cheng to go there and buy only saltpeter, sulfur and bamboo charcoal. There are so many bamboos, and there are still a lot of sprinklers left at home.

"Remember, Zhu Hui should not bring a trace of cigarette butts, and find a scale for me by the way." He shouted at Fang Cheng's back as he hurriedly left.

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Sitting in the room, I looked at the three piles of sulfur, saltpeter, bamboo carbon, and a basket of eggs placed in front of me in a daze. I only remembered that the best ratio was 7.5:1:1.5. I forgot which one is more and less. Damn, I knew I should have learned to be a terrorist before traveling through time. While cursing my damn memory in my heart, I angrily fed my tea.

"Is it okay for the young master?" The palace maid sits beside me, spreads paper and pen, looking like I am planning to make scientific records. The green butterfly is driven away by me. The underage little loli should not let her approach this weapon of murder, a terrible mixture.

"Have you just recorded the one?" He turned around and looked at the handwriting of the palace maid sister. Well, the Arabic numerals are a bit weird in the palace maid sister's pen.

"Young Master, what are these symbols?" The palace maid sister is also very easy to learn. Her soft and sweet voice and bright eyes made my teacher's personality explode again.

"This is called the number. I'll forget it," so as not to make people sick: "I accidentally found a numbering method from ancient classics. It is simple and easy to use, easy to copy, and easy to calculate."

"Oh numbers, numbers dedicated to calculations?" A very smart woman, so smart.

Sitting next to the palace maid, smelling the faint fragrance on her body. After nearly a stick of incense and historical research, step-by-step teaching, we finally used the use of numbers and how well, it seems that if we sit down again, we are afraid that we will really turn into a wolf. We quickly stood up and started to move: "Have you remembered it?"

"Yeah" The pretty face of the palace maid sister who responded in a low voice turned red. It seemed that the mature manly aura on my body made the palace maid sister intoxicated. Hahahaha, damn butterfly, I must fry the butterfly for wine.

Bang, snapped his fingers, and his intelligence suddenly burst out: "Saltpeter 7.5, 1 sulfur, 1.5 charcoal, write it down."

Then there are a series of irritating and dangerous production programs. I wore leather gloves on my hand and was still a little scared of the thing. I was blown too much by firecrackers when I was a child, but I still enjoyed it.

It was crushed with a wooden slush. The palace maid and sister followed my command and evened out the egg whites, stirred them with the medicine noodles for about ten minutes, then crushed them again, and baked them on the edge of the coal stove.

Two hours later

"Can you be sure that the master and the wife have gone out?" I was still a little worried about the sneaky crowd standing at the door of the mansion, afraid that I would scare the two old ones. If there is one thing, I would be afraid that the old man would be hung up and sucked directly by the old man.

"Well" Chuntao kept nudging his head. There were indeed many gossipers in the house who liked to watch the fun. There were a series of maids standing at the door, and even the butler uncle squeezed to the door, wanting to watch the fun.

"Let's retreat a little! You, stand behind the stone lion for me, have you been hiding? I'm going to cast a spell." The clothes were really thick. From a distance, I looked like a giant fur animal standing in the center of the street. It was OK, and I was almost hiding. Green butterfly and the palace maid sister were standing by the door, blinking curious eyes quickly, looking very excited, very much like me back then.

The hand wearing leather gloves carefully pulled a root from his arms, yes, it can only be expressed by roots. Rice paper is too expensive, so I can only use bamboo tubes. These days, there are too few fine bamboos, so I can only pick relatively thin ones. Just one of the bamboo tubes as thick as my index finger, cut only one end, filled it with the black fire that I used to open the sky and split the earth, pressed tightly. A bamboo tube filled with about two taels of fire, wrapped it with paper and some medicine surfaces into a lead, filled it with some paper scraps and sealed it. The first perfect firecracker of the Tang Dynasty was made. I had twenty or thirty such firecrackers in my arms, as if I was going to blow up the suicide bomb of the US Embassy.

I inserted this firecracker into the snow that was trampled and pressed very strongly on the road. I held a little bit of Xinxiang, twisted my butt, spread my feet and ran away. The first time I did a fire, I didn’t know the power, and I was safe first.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the whole house mansion ran and ran, screaming. The young master who had just run to the door was so scared that the Xinxiang in his hand almost fell to the ground, with a dark look on his face. Damn it, could it be that the fire was too much?

"The second young master's wife is ringing, like thunder." The excitement was mixed with fear and calls.

"How is it?" He smiled confidently at the audience doors that were so shocked that they covered their ears. It seemed that the fire yao I made was powerful and powerful. When I was cleaning my ears, there was a buzzing sound in both ears.

"Young Master" Green Butterfly walked out from behind the door, her face showed an excited and scared expression, and she looked very contradictory, and she moved to me tremblingly. She pointed at me behind her.

"What's wrong?" Look around, nothing wrong?

"You have a piece of bamboo on your back." The green butterfly gritted her teeth and pulled out the blown piece of bamboo from this young master's thick fur.

"Stretch out your fingers" something was wrong. I used the bamboo cannon to compete with my fingers again. Yes, just the size of my fingers, how could it be so powerful? It was so shocking that I was so tired.

"Oh" Green Butterfly's small and slender fingers appeared, about one-third of the diameter of the bamboo cannon? What's going on? It's up to me to understand. This young master is now a tough guy. Among men, his fingers are twice as thicker than before crossing the road. No wonder.

"Second Master Xiang, come again." Fang Cheng was very excited, everyone was very excited, and even the butler Uncle Shen was very excited, and a little trembling: "Are our second son the God of Thunder descending to earth? No wonder even the emperor issued an order to speak good things to our second son."

Forget it, I have done it all, can I go back and rebuild it? Nodded to the group of people: "Okay, but be careful not to be bombed by this bamboo cannon. Then I will not bear criminal and civil liability."

"Yeah, yeah," a group of black heads who seemed to understand were shaking up and down.

Boombo Boombo is so lively. There are figures on both sides of the street that are admiring. It seems that these guys are both curious and afraid of this young master's bamboo cannon.

Every sound can trigger the exclaim of the opposite sex, and the same sex applause is really a bit back to the feeling of setting up firecrackers on the street, which scares the beautiful girl.

I reached out and touched my arms, and there were only four or five. I felt a little regretful. I took out the root carefully and looked around. Well, um, everyone's eyes were on me, hehe? What's going on over there?

"Get out of the way, even out of the way." A group of soldiers wearing armor and spears also watched the fun?—
Chapter completed!