Prince of the Tang Dynasty: Signing in began with harming Li Shimin

Chapter 13 Science Experiments

"Little nephew Su Jing, meet Uncle Cheng."

Su Jing glanced outside the door in surprise, then quietly put away the gentian silver gun.

Most of Li Shimin's generals were bandits and bandits, and robbing treasures was their daily hobby.

"Hahaha~

boy!

The old man came here at the emperor's order, and he did not expect to encounter such a good show. "

Cheng Yaojin laughed and saluted Su's mother, and watched her return to the backyard with the dazed young mother in her arms.

Just now, he patted Su Jing hard, frowned and asked, "Are these people killed by you?"

"To be honest with Uncle Cheng, these people were indeed killed by my nephew.

However, they wanted to break the nephew's leg, so the nephew had no choice but to do so. "

Su Jing scratched his head with an innocent expression on his face.

Seeing this, Cheng Yaojin twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "This is an important place in the capital.

Five people died in one night, even this old man can't hide it for you.

Have you thought about how to give Baiguan an explanation?

If someone wants to break your leg just because of this, you will kill five people in a row.

Presumably Wei Zheng, Wang Gui and other old men will definitely trouble you. "

"Hehe~"

Su Jing smiled lightly, never taking this matter to heart.

Long before he started tonight, he had already thought about how to end it.

As a person who must take revenge, his enemies are naturally all over the world.

If he couldn't take one step and count ten steps, he would have been swallowed alive long ago.

"Uncle Cheng, nephew Wei Zheng doesn't know, but Wang Gui will definitely not trouble him."

"Why?"

Cheng Yaojin frowned curiously, revealing the iconic "eighteen" big white teeth.

"Boy, tell me what you have to say, and don't play tricks here.

The old man is a vulgar person, and he doesn't like literati. "

Su Jing smiled slightly.

Looking at the distraught embroidery needle, he said loudly: "My nephew once heard someone mention it in Dongshi, and this person is the young owner of Wang's rice shop in the capital.

If the young nephew hadn't guessed wrongly, there must be Taiyuan Wang standing behind him.

If not.

How could he get enough food to sell when the people in the world were pre-determined to be hungry. "

"Haha~

Boy, are you stupid!

If he is really a member of the Wang family, Old Wang Gui will not let you go! "

Cheng Yaojin looked at Su Jing who looked like a master, curled his lips in extreme disdain.

Su Jing shook his head and said confidently: "Uncle Cheng.

Now that the Turkic army is coming to invade, it seems that His Majesty is having a headache about raising food and grass.

If the nephew has a way to search Wang's rice shop at this time, Uncle Cheng thinks that His Majesty is supporting the nephew or Wang Gui? "

"Clap~"

Cheng Yaojin slapped Su Jing heavily, put his arms around his neck and laughed loudly: "Boy!

You are more ruthless than my old Cheng!

But I like it.

Hahaha~"

"Quickly tell me, what method do you have to make him confiscate his family and exterminate his family?"

At this moment, Cheng Yaojin felt that Su Jing was Li Shimin's son.

If it wasn't so, how could he get the true biography of Li Shimin, the thieves leader.

Su Jing grinned and rubbed his shoulders, and said in a low voice: "My nephew is now a court military officer.

This person forcibly broke into my nephew's mansion late at night, and according to the "Law of Zhenguan", he should be beheaded for public display, right? "

"What does this have to do with ransacking the family?

If that's the case, His Majesty will never agree to confiscate Wang's Rice Shop. "

Cheng Yaojin curled his lips in disappointment.

He thought that Su Jing had some great idea, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that.

"Hehe~"

Su Jing smiled charmingly.

Under Cheng Yaojin's horrified gaze, he threw out three sets of infantry armor and a god arm bow, and said triumphantly: "The "Law of Zhenguan" stipulates:

Anyone who hides a collar of armor privately will spend two thousand miles;

Anyone who hides the three collars of armor privately will be executed.

Now that he has kept a heavy armor and a precious bow for himself, does Uncle Cheng think that he has been condemned to confiscate his family and exterminate his family? "

"Boy!

You are framing!

Your TN is really cruel! "

Cheng Yaojin gave a thumbs up full of joy, and grinned happily.

If he can solve the food and grass issue, not only can he show his face in front of Li Shimin once, but also make Fang Xuanling and others owe him a favor.

As for Su Jing's method of hiding the infantry armor and crossbow, he didn't pay much attention to it.

After all, "strange people and strange things" appeared endlessly in the Tang Dynasty, and Cheng Yaojin had already consciously classified Su Jing into this category.

"My nephew has another unfeeling request, and I hope Uncle Cheng will agree."

Su Jing carefully glanced towards the backyard, turned his head and said seriously.

Hearing this, Cheng Yaojin narrowed his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

"My nephew wants white noodles from Wang's Rice Shop."

Su Jing said bluntly.

His ultimate goal in doing all this is to raise enough flour.

In the early Tang Dynasty when everyone was short of food.

Except for aristocratic families, no one can provide enough flour in a short period of time.

"What do you want white flour for?"

Cheng Yaojin stared at Su Jing and asked suspiciously.

Su Jing scratched his head, wondering if he should mention the dust explosion to Cheng Yaojin.

After all, half a step ahead will be regarded as a genius, and one step ahead may be regarded as a monster.

"It's about the master's secret method, please forgive me, Uncle Cheng."

"Snapped!"

"If you dare to play tricks again, I will beat you carefully!"

Hearing Su Jing's familiar excuses, Cheng Yaojin became angry and slapped Su Jing again.

"Since Uncle Cheng insists, my nephew will demonstrate to Uncle Cheng."

Su Jing thought for a while, gritted his teeth and led Cheng Yaojin to the backyard kitchen.

Su's mother must have not rested now, so it's not considered rude.

The two went straight to the kitchen, and Su Jing picked up a large bowl and filled it with flour.

He took some wood chips and charcoal casually, and brought Cheng Yaojin to the side hall where he had dinner.

"Brother!

what are you doing? "

Hearing the sound from the kitchen, the young girl Bling Bling ran to the front of the door.

If it wasn't for Cheng Yaojin's presence, she must have thrown herself into Su Jing's arms.

"Brother is doing an experiment, young lady, would you like to see it?"

Su Jing turned around and smiled slightly.

"Want to see it!"

The young girl nodded.

Playing and laughing, he ran to Su Jing and squatted down, obediently holding his small face without saying a word.

Seeing this, Su Jing rubbed the little girl's head.

The charcoal and sawdust are carefully crushed with a wooden pestle and mixed with the flour.

Immediately, he took a candle and put it on the low table, picked up the big bowl and said, "Uncle Cheng might as well try it.

Just blow the white flour towards the candle vigorously, and Uncle Cheng will know why my nephew wants white flour. "

"So Easy?"

Chen Yaojin frowned, and asked suspiciously: "Boy, what kind of tricks are you playing?"

Su Jing smiled shyly.

He picked up the young lady and walked to the side, and said triumphantly: "This is not a trick, but a scientific experiment.

When combustible dust is mixed with air to a certain extent in a relatively sealed space, it is easy to be ignited by an open flame..."

"Boy!

Are you out of your mind? "

Cheng Yaojin asked in surprise without waiting for Su Jing to finish speaking.

He doesn't understand the rest, but the flour burns...

It was the first time he heard it in his decades of life.

"Jing'er! Are you sick again?"

Mother Su who heard the news also walked anxiously to Su Jing's side, worrying about holding his hand and asking for his warmth.

"Mom, I'm fine, don't worry.

It's science, it's academics, it's not the son's brain. "

Su Jing hastily said a few words of comfort.

Looking up at Cheng Yaojin, he mocked mockingly: "Uncle Cheng, are you scared?"

"what!

The old man will be afraid of you, a yellow-haired boy! "

Cheng Yaojin pursed his lips in disdain, and walked to the side table with the big bowl.

Turning his head and glaring at Su Jing contemptuously, he raised a large bowl full of flour and sawdust and blew it towards the candle.

"Boom~"

"Ouch!"

"My mother!"

As soon as the flour mixture comes into contact with the candle, a bright fire dragon burns rapidly along the mixture.

Cheng Yaojin threw away the big bowl in horror, and fell to the ground with a dark face.

Wiping off the smoke and dust on his face casually, staring at a pair of bull eyes without eyelashes and eyebrows, he couldn't say a word resentfully.

When the scientific experiment from 1000 years later appeared for the first time, it easily frightened Cheng Gang, the devil incarnate.