Kang Chuwu held his head sadly: "It's just a few bullets. You have to take them back after they were fired! You rich people are really rich."
Wei Zi: "..."
How could she know that she could do this by digging out the fired bullets? Besides, once the bullets are fired, they will deform and cannot be used again—except, of course, for the function of being used as a prototype for imitation.
The two looked at each other and could only guess the ingredients based on the design.
At this time, Feng Danyuan came.
He heard that Feng Su said that Wei Zi had come to see him, and he finished the matter in a few moments and hurried over.
Unexpectedly, what they saw was Wei Zi and Kang Chuwu squatting on the sand, rolling up their sleeves, holding a branch and writing and drawing without any form.
As expected, those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black.
Wei Zi and Kang Chuwu were immersed in it and did not notice Feng Danyuan.
Su Nian wanted to remind him, but Feng Danyuan raised his hand to stop him.
He discovered that although the things drawn on the sand were messy, it was obvious that Wei Zi was thinking about something.
"Do you think these materials are correct?" Wei Zi asked.
Kang Chuwu frowned: "Based on the material performance alone, it's roughly correct. But the machine still needs to be made and tried... Hey, what are you doing with this expression? Are you having a small day?"
Wei Zi was speechless, sitting on the sand and clenching her fists: "My legs are numb... Um, my calves are cramped -"
"Hey, you rich people are so delicate and weak... Hey, hey, why are you still crying——"
Kang Chuwu was about to help Wei Zi stretch his muscles, but someone got there first.
Feng Danyuan knelt down and rubbed Wei Zi's calf with just the right amount of force with his big palm.
Wei Zi was stunned for a moment, then quickly wiped the tears from her face in the next second. She couldn't imitate the ostrich and bury her head in the sand, so she could only raise her head and pretend to look at the sky.
"Is there a pie falling from the sky?" Feng Danyuan asked funnyly.
Wei Zi: "..."
It's so embarrassing...
"feel better now?"
"Um."
"Do you want to continue sitting, or should I pick you up?"
Wei Zi was silent for a while and replied: "Help me up."
Kang Chuwu laughed on the side and said: "My man, what is there to be shy about? I think that day (ri), you put a gun to my head and fought with me to get a kiss. Show off your momentum!"
"
Wei Zi: "..." Which pot should not be opened? That was the most frustrating thing in her life!
Feng Danyuan glanced at Kang Chuwu, with a hint of satisfaction in his peach blossom eyes. This female pirate was the most pleasing to the eye today.
"Are you looking for me?" He changed the topic appropriately.
Wei Zi then told him about making the pistol.
After hearing this, Feng Danyuan said, "Follow me."
Several people entered the coach's meeting room.
Feng Danyuan handed a box to Wei Zi.
Wei Zi opened it and saw a dozen bullets, and was shocked: "You..." dug them out of the dead?
"It's been washed many times with water and spirits, and it's clean." Feng Danyuan was afraid that she might feel uncomfortable, so he explained a few words.
Kang Chuwu smiled and said: "Feng Shuai is still diligent and thrifty! Leave it to me and I will ponder the materials inside."
Wei Zi handed it over as instructed: "After you confirm the materials, I will calculate the proportion of each material."
"Okay, your brain is much better than that of my senior brother who is known as the Abacus Bead!"
Feng Danyuan threw another token and a booklet to Kang Chuwu: "Take the token, and my skilled craftsmen are at your disposal. The booklet records the manufacturing situation of firearms in the army. Take a look and let Feng Danyuan
I will take you to the munitions depot."
Kang Chuwu's usually cynical eyes suddenly became serious: "With such great power, Feng Shuai doesn't worry about me doing other things?"
