Chapter 197: Clever killing plan

"If my method is not to mention Mei Xuancheng, an ancient man, even a modern person or a modern explosives expert, I may not be able to think about it. I dare not say it is clever, at least it applies!" Chen Wanrong thought clearly about the plan and thought excitedly.

If his idea is really realized, Mei Xuancheng will be dead. However, now we still need to boil out saltpeter and make gunpowder. With gunpowder, Mei Xuancheng will be dead.

He had a certain idea, and Chen Wanrong didn't use any tricks and ordered the sects to take action to make the salt.

Looking at Chen Wanrong's positive spirit, Mei Xuancheng was amazed. When did Chen Wanrong become so excited? I thought to myself that there must be a reason for this: "Chen Wanrong, I want to remind you that if you want to use gunpowder to harm others, you should wait to die!"

He had only heard that gunpowder was very powerful and had witnessed the cannons blowing up the woods with his own eyes. However, he didn't know what gunpowder was at all. If such a powerful thing was in Chen Wanrong's hands, he might have to warn him in advance.

"I'm not harming people, I'm killing people, I'm killing you!" Chen Wanrong thought to himself, but said, "You have so many people who think I'm so depressed. Even if I want to harm people, there's no way."

"It's good that you know!" Although Mei Xuancheng was a little worried, he still believed that under his arrangement, it would be impossible for Chen Wanrong to do whatever he wanted, and it was even more difficult than climbing to the sky.

But he didn't know that Chen Wanrong had thought of a clever way to kill him. The clever way of this method was far beyond his imagination. No matter how smart he was, he would never have imagined it.

As long as you can get these secrets, what is it to give the church members to Chen Wanrong's command? Mei Xuancheng turned a blind eye to the church members at Chen Wanrong's fingers, closed his eyes, and did not interfere. The church members knew about Mei Xuancheng and knew that he had agreed to Chen Wanrong's command. Although he was reluctant, he had to work.

Chen Wanrong hated these church members from the bottom of his heart, and he was not polite when commanding, and used swear words, and sometimes he had to kick and scold them a few times.

"You muddy, your mother gave birth to you with a donkey, right? So stupid! The splashes are so high, don't you know that saltpeter is rare? What are your intentions?" Chen Wanrong raised his foot and kicked the scholar who smashed saltpeter into the pot.

The disciples twisted their bodies and let them go, shouting in dissatisfaction: "Chen Wanrong, don't be proud!"

"Damn it, aren't you going to be gentle? Look, it's splashing everywhere. If I don't talk about you, are you going to lift the pot?" Chen Wanrong started to curse without hesitation.

"Master, this person is too arrogant!" The church members thought to themselves that Mei Xuancheng was sure to look up to them.

Unexpectedly, Mei Xuancheng said coldly: "If you want to do it, do it well and take it lightly!"

Although it was not clear that Chen Wanrong was right, it was equivalent to acquiesce. This ecclestor is a warrior, and it is normal for him to accidentally splash water, but this is not right after all.

The church members suddenly became depressed and muttered in their hearts, greeting Chen Wanrong's ancestors with swear words.

Chen Wanrong grabbed a piece of firewood and waved it in his hand, warning them: "If anyone does not do well, don't blame me for not recognizing others."

"You are so arrogant! You feel good!" The church members couldn't help it.

Chen Wanrong was obviously their prisoner, but he was so arrogant, as if they were slaves, and who could bear it if he could call and drink?

"Whether it's good, that's the future! You have to do what you are doing now!" Chen Wanrong answered a very skillful sentence.

Sure enough, Mei Xuancheng said: "Now, you all listen to Chen Wanrong, do it well!"

The more Chen Wanrong can yell and work harder, the more he learns. Can he disagree?

With this sentence, it means that Chen Wanrong has temporarily become the leader of the church members. Everyone is unhappy and has no choice but to let Chen Wanrong call and drink like a dog.

Chen Wanrong was absolutely unhappy with them. If he was not satisfied, he either beat him up, kicked him, or talked swear words, and greeted the ancestors of the church.

The church members were so angry that they were itchy about Chen Wanrong and kept showing their eyes, which meant that when Chen Wanrong was executed, they would vent their feelings. Now, it would be better to endure it.

Under Chen Wanrong's command, the church members were busy. Even though they were so busy that they felt sweaty on their foreheads, Chen Wanrong still refused to let them go. Not only did they scold and beat them, but they also thought of other ways to torture them from time to time. For example, they moved the raw materials around, moved them to one place, and then asked the church members to move them to another place.

This is simply useless work.

Mei Xuancheng knew that Chen Wanrong was unhappy and vented his anger on the church members. As long as Chen Wanrong was doing serious business, it would be no big deal to find trouble for the church members. After all, serious business is important. If Chen Wanrong was not allowed to torture the church members, if Chen Wanrong did not do anything, Mei Xuancheng really wouldn't have much way to deal with Chen Wanrong.

Cut his tongue, the words written by Chen Wanrong are ugly and hard to recognize. Cutting his hands, Chen Wanrong doesn't do anything, and he can't get a secret either. Cutting Chen Wanrong's feet is a good idea, but Chen Wanrong's temperament of life and death is indifferent, and this move is just to make Chen Wanrong not cooperate.

After thinking about it, it would be better for Chen Wanrong to mess with the people, at least he did not make any mistakes. In just a moment, Mei Xuancheng saw a lot of tricks.

Of course Mei Xuancheng didn't know that the closer the gunpowder was to success, the closer he was to death.

Standing with his hands behind his back, Mei Xuancheng stood aside, but he just looked at it and didn't say it, thinking in secret, remembering every detail. He saw Mei Xuancheng's actions in his eyes, Chen Wanrong smiled in his heart, "Do you want to steal the master? You think beautifully!"

The water in the pot became hot and the saltpeter dissolved. Chen Wanrong asked someone to add lime. There was no need to add lime to boil the nitride. Chen Wanrong was confusing Mei Xuancheng, and it was difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Chen Wanrong was confident that he would kill Mei Xuancheng, but he had to be careful not to kill him. If he learned the method of boiling salt, the consequences would be difficult to imagine and he had to be careful.

After adding lime, Chen Wanrong's small movements were still not finished. He pretended to observe and nodded and said, "Add salt."

The people of the church carefully sprinkled the salt, but Chen Wanrong still sweared and finished it. Add salt, then add alum, and finally add alum.

Mei Xuancheng was strange and asked, "Didn't you say that the alum needs to be dealt with separately? Why did you add it?"

"If you don't understand, don't interrupt!" Chen Wanrong snatched a blank sentence in anger.

Mei Xuancheng threatened and said, "If you can't do it, I'll settle the score with you."

Chen Wanrong blurted out: "What do you say after doing it? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense to me there."

Mei Xuan became a proud and arrogant person. When did he steal it for someone to be useless? He couldn't help but get angry. Thinking about it, he still endured it. After all, serious matters are important and there is no need to cause trouble.

"What will happen if you add so much material?" Chen Wanrong was also looking forward to seeing the results.

After a while, under Chen Wanrong's reprimand, the scholars rushed to scoop a pot of "mixed solution" to one side and let it sit, reducing the temperature.

Mei Xuancheng was finally curious, walked over, looked into the mixture, and found nothing but clear water. He frowned and asked, "Chen Wanrong, is this useful? If it is useless, you should understand the consequences."

"This is useful, do you want it?" Chen Wanrong pointed at the mud and sand in the pot: "You want this, I want this thing you think is useless. Let's play with it and see who can make gunpowder."

After the saltpeter dissolved, the rest was mud and sand. As long as there was no problem with the eyes, they knew it was useless. Mei Xuancheng stopped talking, but just opened his eyes wide, stared at the pot, and looked at Chen Wanrong from time to time.

"The boy encountered a toy!" Chen Wanrong teased, walked to the side, sat down, raised his head to admire the white clouds and cuckoo in the sky, extremely relaxed.

"Look, something has appeared!" The weather is colder now, and it is necessary to cool down very quickly. Soon the temperature drops, and the dissolved saltpeter begins to crystallize.

The pot of water that was originally not available was actually tiny grains. This is nothing to modern people, but they were very surprised by these ancient people. The church talked about it and was surprised by Mo Ming.

Mei Xuancheng was also surprised, and his frown stretched out and let out a deep breath. It seemed that Chen Wanrong was not playing tricks, and he was a step further from the secret of knowing the gunpowder.

Seeing their surprised look, Chen Wanrong curled his lips disdainfully: "Wait until it gets cold, pour out the water and find a way to dry it."

I stood up, clapped my hands, walked to the corner, leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

Mei Xuancheng's interest increased greatly. He directed the scholars to pour out the water. He saw a thick layer of crystal in the pot. After looking for it for a while, the excitement in his heart was far beyond the description of the pen and ink. With gunpowder, cannons can be made, and with cannons, they can start an uprising in Annan. If Annan can be split, he will be the first founding monarch of Annan. The people of Annan will always remember his name and he will become Annan's holy king. As if all this has been achieved, Mei Xuancheng took a breath, calmed down his excitement, and asked the scholars to put the pot on the fire and bake it.

Chen Wanrong's eyes opened a small crack, looked at it, and closed it again.

Now the church members were very excited because they saw this magical scene. They didn't have to say anything, and they were busy all over again. The fire rose to the top. In just a moment, a strange smell came out of the pot, and they all pinched their noses and fled far away.

When the odor dissipated, I returned to the side of the pot and saw that the white crystals in the pot were almost dry. Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at the changes in the pot. After a while, it was really dry.

"Pour it out, pour it out!" Mei Xuancheng ordered, and the scholars hurriedly brought the pot aside, poured out the crystals in the pot, and used a stick to scatter it, and began to cool down.

"Tell me, what should I do later?" Mei Xuancheng asked Chen Wanrong from afar. Chen Wanrong seemed to be asleep and did not say anything.

Mei Xuancheng picked up a stone, shook his hand, and the stone flew towards Chen Wanrong with the sound of the wind. Chen Wanrong was actually not asleep, but just didn't want to pay attention to Mei Xuancheng. He heard the sound of the wind and jumped up and let it go. The stone hit the wall and made a sound like the boss. The wrist power was not average, but very strong. If Chen Wanrong was slower and hit it, it would be painful.

"I thought you were slept to death! Pretend me!" Mei Xuancheng had the upper hand and couldn't help but feel a little proud. After fighting with Chen Wanrong for a long time, he felt a little victory now.

"Don't bother with the dying person!" Chen Wanrong murmured in his heart, walked over, looked at it and added so many "seasonings" and potassium nitrate was still so pure, which was a bit surprising.

Even if Chen Wanrong does not add seasonings, with current technical means, it is impossible to obtain potassium nitrate with high purity. Adding seasonings is just to reduce the purity of potassium nitrate.

"Crush the charcoal and sulfur into thinner, the finer the better. If you don't grind it fine, don't blame me." Chen Wanrong said lazily.

The church members were already very excited about this matter. Without anyone's words, they just took out the charcoal and sulfur. You grind one piece, and he grind one piece. Mei Xuancheng rolled up his sleeves, picked up a piece of charcoal, and started grinding it.

Chen Wanrong was holding a stick and standing aside to watch the fun. Looking at Mei Xuancheng's seriousness, Chen Wanrong couldn't help but feel a little funny. Even Mei Xuan Chengdu took action by herself, which shows how attractive this matter is.

Just as Chen Wanrong changed his mind, a scholar brought the ground charcoal and asked excitedly: "Is this okay?"

It was originally a hostile position, but now the church members also recognize Chen Wanrong's authoritative status. Chen Wanrong smashed it with a stick, and the church members jumped far away, looking at Chen Wanrong in surprise, only to hear Chen Wanrong curse: "I haven't eaten! I told you to grind it finely, it's finer than flour, thicker than fists, and it's useless!"

The church members thought they had won the first prize, but they didn't expect that they would curse Chen Wanrong so much that they were so angry that they went to rub it again in disappointment.

After a while, Mei Xuancheng took the charcoal and said, "How? Can you use it?"

Chen Wanrong saw that he had to accept that Mei Xuancheng was Mei Xuancheng. He did not drag on his work. The charcoal was finely ground for him and was absolutely qualified. He nodded and said, "Mei Xuancheng, if you do this, don't do anything you are against. Follow me, I will make you a peerless craftsman."

Of course, I can't take this seriously, but Mei Xuancheng heard Chen Wanrong's praise, and finally had a smile on his face. He took the charcoal he had ground and showed it to the church members: "Just grind it like this, you must be fine!"

"So detailed? When will it take?" the church members muttered.

"You all listen. If you can't reach this level, don't blame me for giving me a slight punishment!" Mei Xuancheng said in a stern tone.

The church members dared not say much, so they had to grind it hard. Mei Xuancheng was supervising it next to him. Until he recognized it, it was already a long time since the boss had worked.

"So what?" Mei Xuancheng walked to Chen Wanrong, his tone had already eased a lot.

"Drop them together and stop them evenly!" Chen Wanrong waved the stick in his hand and said, "This is the most important thing. If you are not evenly chasing and something happens, don't blame me for not reminding me."

The reason why gunpowder can explode is that it has such great power is that it requires a proportion. Chen Wanrong did not deliberately let Mei Xuancheng learn his skills, and this proportion was not considered at all.

Even if Chen Wanrong's plan to kill him failed and Mei Xuancheng escaped, it was almost impossible for him to come up with gunpowder that suited him in practice. This ratio alone would take them decades, and they would not count the "seasoning" that Chen Wanrong deliberately added.

From the emergence of gunpowder to the use of fireworks and firecrackers, it took our ancestors almost two hundred years to complete it. As for military use, it was another long process of improvement. It was not until the Northern Song Dynasty used wars. When the Jin soldiers headed south, the Song army used "thunderbolt cannons" to scare away the Jurchen army.

A key issue is the proportional issue. Countless people have tried it for thousands of years and finally concluded that the military formula is the most powerful. Although Mei Xuancheng is extremely smart, even if he is ten times smarter, he may not be able to find a proportion that can be used in actual combat in his lifetime.

As for the things that Chen Wanrong deliberately joined, he would have to spend countless efforts to eliminate any of them. Chen Wanrong was not afraid that he would learn the truth.

Chen Wanrong did not say the proportion, and Mei Xuancheng could not have thought that he would direct the congregation to pour the ground charcoal and sulfur into saltpeter and mix it up.

When the mixture was finished, Chen Wanrong went over and saw that it was dark and there was no difference between the gunpowder used by the military weapon surveillance. However, the proportion was not controlled and impurities were added, so it was definitely different to use.

After looking at it for a few seconds, Chen Wanrong asked someone to pack it in a clay pot and seal it tightly. Finally, he left a small mouth, rolled the paper into a cylinder, poured some gunpowder into it, and inserted it into the small mouth.

They must not know the fuse, so they can only do this.

"Put it aside and light it up. I'll remind you, don't blame me if you're killed by blowing it up!" Chen Wanrong ran far away after he finished speaking.
To be continued...