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33 Qin Chuan’s considerate little cotton-padded jacket

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Qin Chuan was lying on the lazy chair. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on him, making him look very comfortable.

He was fiddling with a black sphere the size of an apple in his hand as he pondered.

"After trying so many times, the explosive power of this finished product is the strongest.”

To be honest, the development of the Sound Thunder was much more difficult than he had imagined.

Fortunately, materials like saltpeter and sulfur were cheap. Otherwise, if he tried a few more times, this heavy gold ingot would not be able to withstand his torture.

After such a long time, he had finally produced a finished product.

"Unfortunately, if it wasn't for stepping on it, it wouldn't have hurt anyone at all. At most, it would be used to fry fish. Should I try increasing the amount?”

Such power could only be used as a signal flare. This was clearly not Qin Chuan's plan.

Ever since Old Cao and the others had appeared, Qin Chuan had slowly started to pursue something.

Now, the salt industry was slowly getting on the right track. He believed that he would soon see practical benefits.

Money was no longer a problem for Qin Chuan.

However, he remembered that even if he did not have a cheat, he could still do many things.

For example, getting a few grenades with less power would definitely be very eye-catching in battle.

However, the overall trend of research and development was to pursue three aspects: land, sea, and air.

He did not want Cao Cao to suffer another defeat at Red Cliff.

The reason was simple. As long as the world was in chaos, he would never be able to live a proper life.

Just based on this point, he had to show off a few unique skills.

Moreover, if the chaotic times ended as soon as possible, the strength of the Han people would be more powerful and preserved. Then, there would not be a series of extermination of the Han people, such as the five chaos of the Han Dynasty and the Jin army going south.

Qin Chuan carefully placed the small explosive grenade under his sleeve. This thing didn't have enough large-scale destructive power, but it was no problem for him to use it in an emergency.

"Brother Qin!"

The thunderous roar was followed by heavy footsteps.

Old Xu was the only one who could take such a step.

"Bastard, how long has it been since you last came to see me?”

Qin Chuan picked up an empty wine bottle and threw it at him in dissatisfaction.

This unique way of greeting made Xu Chu feel very excited.

"Brother, you can't blame me. Ever since you created the curved shaft plow, the efficiency of farming has increased, and the number of soldiers invested has decreased. The corresponding training has been strengthened, and I've been even busier.”

Qin Chuan let out a soft sound of surprise and asked curiously,"Aren't you the deputy registrar? What does training have to do with you?”

Xu Chu, who realized that he had let the cat out of the bag, quickly found a stool and sat down. He thought for a while before explaining awkwardly.

"Then…then wouldn't I have to register who is training and who is farming?”

There was really nothing wrong with these words.

"Alright, I won't blame you. Drink a few jugs of wine with me today. This was sent by Old Cao. I heard that it's for the palace's exclusive use, which is you, Old Xu.”

Qin Chuan nagged as he served food and wine, giving off the feeling of an old friend reuniting after a long separation.

Hearing this, Old Xu's heart was filled with warmth.

My brother is so good to me that he deserves me to teach those three good-for-nothings a lesson.

"There's still me!"

Just as the two of them were about to have a drink, Old Cheng appeared.

This was the rhythm of good things rushing.

"Good, good, good. The more, the better. I'm feeling lonely!”

The arrival of Old Xu and Old Cheng made Qin Chuan somewhat puzzled. However, he understood the principle of killing friends who came from afar.

If two came, then he would take down a pair!

A few bottles of good wine and a few mouthfuls of meat. After the three of them chatted about how they had been doing during this period of time, Qin Chuan went straight to the point.

"Old Xu, there must be something you need from me. Tell me, I'll definitely arrange everything for you.”

Xu Chu was not as shrewd as Cheng Yu. If something was on his mind, he would directly carve it on his forehead.

And in Qin Chuan's heart, Old Xu still held a very high position.

At the very least, Old Cao and the others whom he got to know later on were also because of him.

"Did you promise the Lord…promise Old Cao to be the master of his three sons?”

"Old Cao told you?"

Qin Chuan turned to look at Old Xu.

This matter was a little strange. Wasn't Old Cao a big talker? How did it get to him?

Xu Chu was not good at making up stories, so he could only tell Qin Chuan what had happened in the morning.

Naturally, Old Cheng was responsible for the packaging of the identity.

"What a good-for-nothing!"

"Old Cao spent money, accompanied me to drink, and bowed in exchange for this opportunity. It's fine if he doesn't cherish it, but he actually dares to have designs on me!”

Thinking about how he was behaving like a well-behaved wife, yet someone was thinking about him, Qin Chuan was instantly enraged.

It seemed that Old Cao was right. It was time to send them over for him to educate them.

"I can tell Old Cao."

"No need." Qin Chuan waved his hand and told him, how can this show continue?

"You came here because you were afraid that they would play tricks and want to protect me, right?”

Xu Chu smiled foolishly and scratched his head without saying anything. It was a silent agreement.

He was a man of character after all. Qin Chuan drank a few jugs of wine with him and patted his shoulder."Thank you."

"What do you plan to do?"

He really wanted to know what an honest person would do when he was angry.

" What should we do…" Qin Chuan tilted his head and chuckled."It's etiquette to serve a teacher."

"These three little bastards have designs on me. Isn't that equivalent to the collapse of etiquette and music?”

"What can be tolerated? We must educate them!”

Qin Chuan's ability to grasp the truth was also first-class.

In this era, the three cardinal guides and five constant virtues were not moral standards, but the bottom line of the law.

If he really did disobey after the ceremony, he would be imprisoned. In serious cases, he could even be sent to the border to do hard labor.

"Younger Brother is right. You can tolerate shit but you can't tolerate urine. How do you want to vent your anger?”

Xu Chu didn't understand the great principles, but since Qin Chuan was his brother and Cao Cao's hope, he could just do it!

"Old Xu, we have to convince people with virtue.”

"Besides, the fox's tail hasn't been exposed, so it's not easy to make a move.”

"If they really come, you have to hide first. Just watch from the house. Don't come out until they call you.”

Old Cao always said that his Third Brother had outstanding martial arts skills. Keeping a tall and powerful man like Old Xu in the house could be considered a guarantee.

Of course, this was secondary.

Old Xu was Old Cao's assistant, and Old Cheng was on the same level as Old Cao. Qin Chuan was worried that with them around, the three of them would not be able to act like cowards.

If they didn't show themselves, how could he have the chance to attack?

As he was speaking, a heavy knock came from outside the door, accompanied by frivolous shouts.

"This is it, right? The one inside, call Qin Chuan out. We are the young masters of the Cao family!”

After Qin Chuan made a 'shh' gesture, he smiled darkly and stood up to open the door.

Brick-moving Dog had taken a break from his busy schedule to code a chapter, and the remaining four chapters could only be updated at night.

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