The Great Qin: Stop Pretending, Your Father, I Am Qin Shihuang

Chapter 123: I have played with him, and they are not opponents at all!

Looking at the two choices in front of him, Zhao Lang was a little moved.

The bow and crossbow is a big killer in the age of cold weapons!

Depending on the dynasties, knives and guns cannot be banned, but bows and crossbows will definitely be banned.

And the Zhuge Crossbow can fire bursts!

As long as the quantity is sufficient, it can be directly suppressed!

Zhao Lang said that he was not interested, which was a lie.

But to join the Qin army, isn't this a joke!

Who is he?

A conspirator who planned to rebel after waiting for Qin Shihuang to die!

If you really want to join the Qin army, if anything is revealed, then it's really a joke!

In Daqin, people who rebelled would be raided and wiped out!

And the second reward, primary cement.

Zhao Lang is no stranger to cement. After all, he lived in a forest of cement and steel bars in his last life.

This thing is a weapon of defense!

Use it to build a fort or something, water and fire can't get in!

"Why, this general's request is difficult?"

Seeing that Zhao Lang didn't speak, Zhang Han said,

Zhao Lang had already made a decision at this time, saying,

"Thank you for your love, General, I have no plans to join the army."

Zhang Han frowned slightly, but didn't force it. He shook his head and said,

"You are originally the son of a merchant, and logically you are not qualified to directly enter the command of this general. This general sees that you have some military power, and that's why you love talents."

"I thought I came across a beautiful piece of jade that can be seen and carved, but I didn't expect it was just a young bird with no ambitions."

When Zhang Han said this, he didn't mean to avoid Zhao Lang at all.

After speaking, he even looked at Zhao Lang with a slight disdain.

In his capacity, let alone Zhao Lang, even if Zhao Lang's father came, he could only listen to his reprimand!

In Daqin, the status of merchants is not high.

Zhao Lang didn't mind either, mainly because he felt that the general named Zhang Han in front of him was somehow familiar.

back with a smile,

"What the general said is that the boy really just wants to make some money now."

Seeing Zhao Lang directly admit it, Zhang Han waved his hand and said,

"Forget it, let's go."

Zhao Lang didn't hesitate, he just saluted and resigned.

Standing on the city gate, watching Zhao Lang and a dozen people leave quickly, Zhang Han suddenly showed a smile,

"It's quite interesting. If there is news about this kid in the future, please pay more attention to me."

The subordinate beside him was a little confused and asked,

"General, didn't you say he has no ambitions?"

Zhang Han looked at his subordinates who were not smart, and said angrily,

"I did say it."

"But why didn't you notice that when he faced me, he deliberately got away with self-deprecating skills?"

"Think about it again, when you first saw me, you couldn't even say a word!"

When he was mentioned about the past, his subordinates blushed,

"General, why do you say this?"

Zhang Hand became even more angry.

"If you didn't live up to your expectations, would you need me to recruit talents myself?"

The subordinates suddenly did not dare to speak.

"Also, a document from the county government came yesterday, saying that in recent days, many craftsmen seem to have disappeared in the county. When you check in and out of the city."

"Be careful, don't just think about making money!"

"Building the Great Wall in the north is exactly the time when craftsmen are needed."

"Yes, General."

The subordinate responded immediately and left in a hurry.

Zhao Lang galloped all the way, and when he returned to the salt field, it was almost evening.

He went straight to the salt refining field.

"How's it going?"

Looking at the slaves who were still working, Zhao Lang asked casually.

"Young Master Hui, you have already made 100 catties of coarse salt today."

The two stewards returned.

Zhao Lang nodded. The only way he taught these slaves was coarse salt.

Anyway, the other party's request was only a thousand catties of coarse salt.

The real way to practice refined salt is to wait until he has complete control over the salt field.

"You both know that there are no rocks around here... um, forget it."

Zhao Lang waved his hand halfway through the question.

He has already obtained the production method of primary cement, and the most important raw material is limestone.

Lime actually needs a way to make it, that is, the shells on the seashore, you can also burn it down.

Shells?

Zhao Lang thought of Brother Hai and the others. Of course, the most reliable way is to ask a local mason.

Anyway, if you want to send supplies to the other party, it doesn't matter if you ask, prepare with both hands.

"Go to hell, let everyone have a good rest, tomorrow morning, let's find someone first, and then go back to Zhuangzi."

Zhao Lang ordered.

Running around on horseback is actually very hard work.

"Yes, Patriarch."

Say yes to death, and then let everyone rest.

Soon, night fell, and a bright moon rose in the night sky.

A shadow quietly approached the salt field.

"Well, I finally found the right place this time. This salt field is too remote."

"It doesn't matter, save people first."

Along the way, I found the broken wooden house where the slaves were held.

Soon, bursts of voices came from the broken wooden house,

"It's the saint! The saint has come to save us!"

"Shh, don't make a sound!"

"Since you know me, you should also know my rules."

"The criminals are not rescued, they are only rescued from wrongful leave. After they are rescued, they have to work in a special place. This time is used to determine your identity."

"If someone wants to fool the past, you should have heard that I personally killed a lot of people."

Inside the wooden house, a cold female voice was heard.

Immediately, the people in the wooden house were much quieter.

Then the Holy Maiden said,

"Go over there, someone will pick you up."

Figures came out of the wooden house one after another, and then disappeared into the night.

Just as everything was going well~www.NovelMTL.com~ suddenly there was a shout from the wooden house,

"Someone, the Snitch is here to grab someone!"

"I exposed them! I have merit!"

The silent night sky looked extremely harsh.

Soon, torches and lamps will be lit up in other places.

The saint directly drew out her sword and said,

"You go, I'll stop them!"

The Holy Maiden rushed towards the place where the lights were on.

Looking at the Saintess' back, the slaves couldn't help feeling a little moved.

Suddenly, a slender figure, holding a long spear, appeared in the lights.

Looking at the man under the light, the saint suddenly trembled, and in the next instant, she said,

"You all go back first, I have the opportunity to come and save you again!"

Then, in a flash, he completely disappeared into the night.

Leaving only a group of slaves messed up in the wind, they glanced at each other and immediately returned to the wooden house.

Not far away, the peasant disciples who were in charge of the response were a little stunned when they looked at the saintess who came running from their homes.

"Holy maiden, where is the person?"

The Holy Maiden kept saying,

"Let's go! The leader here is too powerful! I have played with him, and we are not opponents at all!"

Hearing this, all the peasant disciples turned pale.

They know the skills of the Holy Maiden.

Normally, a one-to-one match is not a problem, so it took only a short time to come to Liaodong County, and a large number of peasant children gathered.

But now he has actually run away!

Everyone left quickly.

According to the Holy Maiden, to save people, you must first ensure your own safety.

Many people have silently remembered the salt field, and in the future, they will not come to death!

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