Old Zhang also brought back a lot of old hens to nourish his mother's body. His son was too gluttonous.
People from all the villages came to congratulate them. There were already many tables set up. Before the banquet began, there was already a banquet.
This tradition was also the hope of parents, relatives, and elders. They hoped that their children would have a promising future.
Most of the things on display were the Four Treasures of the Study. At this time, it was still the era of 'only reading is high'.
Zhang Hanqing was carried out. He was wearing a set of clothes and pants that his mother had made for him. He was placed on a large round table with many things placed around it.
Zhang Hanqing naturally understood, so he looked around. The people around him pointed at the things on the table, wanting him to crawl over and grab them.
Zhang Hanqing turned to look at Old Zhang. Old Zhang didn't bring a gun because it was a wedding. Zhang Hanqing was slightly disappointed and looked at the others.
At this moment, Old Zhang's subordinates and a few important leaders were all around. One of them had a revolver stuck in his waist.
Zhang Hanqing's eyes lit up. He slowly stood up from the table and walked toward the man with trembling legs.
"Yo…You can even walk!"
"Hey, you walked pretty well!"
After all, Old Zhang had quite a number of men and guns under him, and he was slowly recovering his strength. Those who could come were either giving him face or under the protection of his 'insurance team'.
Old Zhang was so happy!
Zhang Hanqing stubbornly walked towards the person, then reached out his little hand and grabbed at him, babbling and shouting.
"Hehe, it's indeed my son. Give him the assistant minister!”
Zhang Hanqing suddenly realized that this person was Zhang Zuoxiang, the auxiliary minister. It was him!
Zhang Zuoxiang hurriedly pulled out the revolver and began to remove the bullets. Zhang Hanqing was not going to do it anymore. What he wanted was bullets.
This was what he had thought about. First, he would let Xiaomi develop a bullet!
It was still unclear how long it would take in the future, and it was impossible to calculate Xiaomi. Moreover, biological energy was provided by oneself, so it was probably impossible to continuously develop it. It was necessary to start accumulating it now.
Bullets were very small, so he treated them as toys. He could get Old Zhang to make more types for him. It would not be a problem to develop the bullets first.
"Give it all to him. I want to see what this kid is going to do. Don't worry…He doesn't have the strength to pull the trigger!”Old Zhang was also a big-hearted person, but it was true. A one-year-old child did not have the strength to do so.
Zhang Zuoxiang still took out the bullets and placed them in front of Zhang Hanqing along with the gun. Zhang Hanqing looked at the gun.
Then, he grabbed a bullet!
Old Zhang was a little puzzled. Why didn't his son grab a gun and only grabbed a bullet?
In order to show his interest in the bullets, Zhang Hanqing wanted to jump up with his legs. Unfortunately, he didn't have enough strength. It was as if he was dancing. However, it was rare for him to be able to maintain his balance.
" Hehe…" He looked like a happy fool.
However, Old Zhang was still happy. After all, he had caught something related to firearms." Alright…You guys give him a few more pills and let him play!”
"Yes, captain!"
However, due to the geographical location and the country itself, most of the weapons and equipment were from Da Mao and Chicken Foot Basin. Zhang Hanqing only took one type of bullet.
This situation made the adults curious, but they couldn't understand the thoughts of a child. After the week was over, Old Zhang started the banquet.
Zhang Hanqing was also carried back by his mother. His small hand was still holding onto the bullet tightly.
Old Zhang, now it depends on how much you dote on me. Give me more!
Zhang Hanqing prayed in his heart. After all, he only had two types of bullets in his hands. They were both handgun bullets, and they were revolver bullets.
Without any measuring tools, Zhang Hanqing could only estimate. Xiaomi could measure, but it used alien units of measurement.
However, he had known about this long ago. He was just a little depressed. After all, Xiaomi was also an extraterrestrial technology product. This was why Zhang Hanqing had to collect the real thing so that it had enough reference for analysis.
In addition, due to the technological level of this time and space, it was unable to provide too advanced technology. The things developed could not exceed the current level.
……
Zhang Hanqing was sleeping when he was woken up by Old Zhang's loud voice.
"Haha…I'm happy, I'm really happy today!”
"Keep your voice down. Our son is still sleeping!”His mother complained.
" Ahhhhh…" Zhang Hanqing made a sound in time.
" You see…" The mother hurriedly left Old Zhang and came over to see her son. It just so happened that Zhang Hanqing also needed to pee.
"Good boy, you know how to catch firearms. But you should be grabbing guns. How are you going to catch bullets?”Old Zhang patted his forehead to wake himself up. He had drunk a lot today, but he realized that his son was still holding two bullets in his hands!
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