Sima Fang pointed back, "How could Caishi make such a big noise?"
This is not something that cannot be said. The soldier thought about it and felt that he could let people outside see the power of our Xu Jiajun.
He explained: "When you blow up a mountain, there will naturally be a lot of noise."
"Exploded?" Sima Fang had a little difficulty understanding the word, "How can a mountain be blown up when it's so big?"
Sima Fang knew something about digging stone mines. “Is it first burned with fire, then watered, to make the entire stone mountain brittle and then knocked down?”
"That's not right. How much firewood will be used to burn such a huge mountain..." Sima Fang denied it to himself first.
The soldier waved his hand and said, "That's not the case. We stopped using this traditional method a few years ago."
"Now, quarry technicians place explosives at fixed points and use explosives to blow them up."
"Explosives?" Sima Fang thought he had discovered the key point, "What kind of explosive is this? How to blow up a mountain?"
How to blow up a mountain? This is difficult for the soldiers.
How should he explain it to someone who had never seen an explosion?
The soldier thought for a while and thought of bamboo. "Have you ever seen firecrackers? They look like firecrackers."
Sima Fang couldn't imagine it, but when he thought of the earth-shattering noise just now, his heart beat two beats faster.
If used on the battlefield, the sound alone can scare the enemy back.
"Is this the magic medicine that your leader requested from the gods?" Sima Fang asked boldly when he saw that the soldier had no intention of hiding it.
Because he found that these Xu Jiajun were not afraid to talk about the various supernatural abilities of the leader's family.
Sure enough, the soldier nodded first, then shook his head, "It was brought by the leader, but the people who made this thing are a few students from Xujiazhuang."
"The noise we heard later was also a machine they built. Now only Yuyang and Zhuojun have it. That big guy is covered in iron, and its scream is terrifying." The soldier said excitedly, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
Sima Fang asked him: "So powerful? Have you ever seen it?"
The soldier smiled awkwardly and scratched his head, "No, actually I heard it from the captain, who has seen it before."
That little boy?
Sima Fang's doubts about Wang Jian had just been suppressed, but now they were raised again by the soldier's words.
"You, the squad leader, are young and have a bad temper." Sima Fang probed.
The soldiers immediately recognized his inquiring intention. This was different from inquiring about gunpowder and steam engines. This was something that could not be said. It was military discipline!
The soldier's face immediately darkened and he looked at Sima Fang speechlessly, hoping that he would wise up and stop causing such trouble for himself.
After three consecutive attempts, Sima Fang felt deeply depressed.
He finally figured it out. The leader of the Xu family sent these four people to pick him up, not because he was negligent, but because he took it very seriously!
All of them look honest and honest, but I didn’t expect that they all have eight hundred minds!
It can be seen that he must be an elite member of the Xu family's army.
As soon as he asked him anything he could know, these people would finish it all themselves, for fear that he might not understand something.
If you ask him anything that he cannot know, his face will immediately darken.
This kind of reaction cannot be achieved without special training.
After blowing cold wind on the shaft of the carriage for a while, and finding out that it would still take four or five days to get from here to Zhuoxian, Sima Fang rubbed his old face that was cold from the wind, retreated to the carriage, closed his eyes and meditated.
It had only been half a day since he entered Yuyang, and he had already seen a lot of new things.
The roads here are clean and flat, weatherproof, and almost all major arterial roads are paved with such cement.
The people here are also different. As the spies said in their secret letters, there are no noble families or slave tenants here.
All the people who pass by on the road, whether they are officials, civilians or merchants, are all equal and belong to the Xu family.
Not only that, the women here can leave home and work as officials and businessmen.
All men, women, old and young can read and speak Mandarin with the same pronunciation, and villagers from different regions no longer have conflicts due to language barriers.
Here, the lowest slave tenants in the past could have clothes to cover their bodies and rice to eat.
For example, in the prosperous villages near Yuyang County, the villagers' clothes are not even patched, and some can even wear the most expensive cotton-padded clothes of the Xu family.
Those who are engaged in industry and business are particularly popular, and their status is completely different from before.
Most of the farmers here are good at writing and calculation, and there are even students from Xujiajun Agricultural College who personally go to the fields to teach farmers how to plant and how to increase yields.
These detailed people and things, slowly connected together, turned into a new world under the rule of a brand new political system.
Although there was no big expression on Sima Fang's face, he had already recorded all these people and events in his heart.
The emotion in my heart cannot be expressed in words.
Thinking again about the source of the two loud noises that had penetrated deeply into people's hearts before he had a chance to see them, Sima Fang's heart was lifted up and he could no longer let go.
He now urgently wants to meet the five people of the Xu family who created all this incredible thing. He wants to know how they came up with these things!
As the group traveled farther and farther from Yuyang and closer to Zhuoxian County, Sima Fang was so excited that he could hardly fall asleep and suffered from insomnia every night.
He only had this feeling when he was young and left home alone to go to Runan to study in search of a great Confucian scholar.
It was a pity that the director of the Xu Jiajun Post House had prepared a warm kang bed for him.
The kang bed is warm and spacious, the bedding is clean and tidy, and there is a scent of soap locust. However, the owner of the kang bed turns over and over and cannot fully enjoy it.
Seriously speaking, this traveling condition was the most satisfying experience Sima Fang had ever had in his life.
After this trip to Youzhou was over, and after enjoying so many conveniences, he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to adapt to his previous living conditions.
But the more satisfied you are, the more you have to alert yourself at all times!
But when Sima Fang looked back, he saw that the cronies who had come with him were happily packing their clothes and preparing to take a hot bath in the inn bathhouse.
The two attendants squatted in front of the burning charcoal basin, boiling water for tea, with faces full of anticipation.
What I was making was milk tea sent by the owner of the post house. I heard it was the leader of the Xu family army who came up with the idea. Zhao Bei made it himself. The recipe was finally written down and spread to all the post houses in Youzhou.
This was a ration for the officers and soldiers of the Xu family. They could not be bought by ordinary business travelers, so they went to get close to the officers and soldiers and got in touch with them.
If it weren't for Wang Jian, they wouldn't be able to share this milk tea.
Sima Fang maintained his identity and did not want to use such a "copycat soup and tea", so he rewarded it to his servants.
No, these followers are addicted to drinking.
An aroma wafted out from the teapot, including the spicy aroma of tea powder and the rich aroma of milk. The two aromas mixed together, causing the entourage to swallow their saliva.
Sima Fang sat cross-legged on the kang bed, and after enduring it again and again, he still couldn't help but ask:
