On the deck, under the sunlight.
A group of ministers followed behind Wang Teng and practiced Taiji Fist.
The fist technique was indeed interesting, but there was something wrong with the chant. Wang Ben even thought that Wang Teng was playing with them on purpose!
How could a fist fight have anything to do with watermelons?
Of course, it was not practical to use this set of fist techniques to resist enemies, but it was not bad to use it to strengthen the body. Especially for the elderly with inconvenient legs, it was not bad.
Qin Shihuang let out a long sigh of relief after finishing the set of punches.
His back was drenched in sweat.
A slow fist had its advantages, and it was just right for Qin Shihuang to train his body.
Wang Wan panted heavily. She was also very tired.
He was older than Qin Shihuang, and his physique was even worse.
His forehead was covered in sweat, and his face was a little pale.
Taiji Fist looked simple, but it was not easy to practice.
Teng Wang had taken a martial arts class when he was in university.
Other than Taiji Fist, he also taught the Five-Step Fist.
Occasionally, when she woke up early for morning exercise, she would see the uncles and aunties in the park practicing Taiji Fist, so she had specially learned it in her spare time.
Needless to say, this effect was not bad.
After teaching him a set of fist techniques, Teng Wang actually received 200 achievement points. This was an unexpected gain.
"Immortal Master's fist technique is indeed not bad.”
Qin Shi Huang had relied on martial arts to rule the world, so he knew a lot about martial arts.
Riding a horse, archery, and sword dancing were all basic skills.
When Jing Ke tried to assassinate him, he had killed him. How could he not have some ability?
Some of the transmigrator seniors would always spread all kinds of body-tempering techniques.
In fact, it existed in ancient times.
It might not be possible to apply modern training methods to ancient times.
It was just like how it was possible for the military camp to not have any training methods. Back then, the soldiers of Wei were all elites.
Wang Teng's Taiji Fist was different. It was mainly used to strengthen the body of middle-aged and elderly people.
He couldn't go to the battlefield, so he could only train his body with boxing.
Would a more firm and fierce fist technique be suitable for an old person like Wang Wan?
"Meng Qing, have you memorized it?"
"Your Majesty, please rest assured.”
Meng Yi bowed.
Needless to say, Meng Yi's sketch really did look like a martial arts secret manual.
Every move was orderly.
But…why did you make me look so ugly?
Wang Teng was a little unhappy.
I'm a handsome young man from all over the country. No, redraw!
Meng Yi's face darkened, and the charcoal pen in his hand almost shattered.
…………
Just nice, after the fist fight, it was time to eat.
It was still the third dish, millet rice, side dish soup, and sauce.
Wang Teng had a headache just looking at it. He ate some porridge and didn't even touch anything else.
Qin Shihuang ate better. He did not have much beef, about half a catty.
There was also a bowl of refined rice.
If it was before, Qin Shihuang wouldn't dislike it even if he didn't like it. Now, he really couldn't eat it.
It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.
After eating Wang Teng's dishes, why would he be interested in these?
Just this beef was so dry that it hurt one's teeth. It was really a waste of the ingredients.
However, Wang Teng didn't care about this. It was fine if he didn't eat anyway.
When he was hungry, he would make more.
Not long after he returned to his room, a servant girl brought him a huge bronze ware.
Four-legged, slightly short.
The middle part was hollow, and it was emitting a hint of coolness.
The originally stuffy cabin instantly became a little cooler.
Eh?
This was an ice mirror?
Wang Teng was also a little surprised.
"Immortal Master, His Majesty is worried that you will be hot and stuffy, so he sent you an ice mirror to cool you down.”
Only then did Wang Teng remember that there was indeed such a thing. Later generations had also unearthed an ice mirror from the Warring States Period.
Wang Teng felt the chill brought by the ice mirror and frowned as he pondered.
This was the oldest refrigerator.
He remembered that saltpeter was not used to make ice during the Qin Dynasty.
Oh, this period should be called saltpeter or frost.
It was mainly used for medicinal purposes, and would also be added when refining pills.
"He Miao, is there any saltpeter on the ship?"
The maid who served him was called He Miao.
During the Qin Dynasty, many Kuhaha didn't have a surname, not even a surname.
Sometimes, he would name whatever he saw.
He Miao's parents were farmers, so they gave her this name.
"Immortal Master, there is."
He Miao lowered her head and spoke softly.
Saltpeter was now mainly used for medicinal purposes, and there was a lot of saltpeter in the land of Qi Lu.
This kind of material naturally had to be sent to the ship.
That was simple. Wang Teng directly asked He Miao to get some saltpeter.
There was also seawater and clean water, as well as some wooden barrels and copper basins.
Don't ask what it was for, it was very useful!
After He Miao heard this, she quickly ran to pass the message.
One spread to ten, ten spread to a hundred.
Soon, Qin Shihuang heard it.
"Hmm? Are you saying that Immortal Master wants saltpeter?"
"Could it be that he wants to refine pills?"
Qin Shihuang's eyes lit up.
Nothing on the ship could escape his eyes.
He was especially concerned about Wang Teng.
Nowadays, saltpeter was used for medicinal purposes, and many alchemists would use it to refine pills.
Therefore, Qin Shi Huang naturally thought that Wang Teng was also refining pills.
"Let's go and watch the immortal master refine pills!"
Under Qin Shihuang's orders, the parliament was forced to stop.
Li Si's face turned red.
He did not know if he should say it or not!
There were still many matters to discuss in Langya. He had a belly full of things to say, but he stopped just as he started?
He had no choice!
Qin Shihuang was eager to live forever, and Wang Teng was his hope.
When he heard the news that Wang Teng was going to refine pills, he wished he could have two more legs.
Would they still be able to discuss it in peace?
Just like that, a large group of ministers followed behind and quickly walked towards the cabin.
……
Wang Teng didn't care about this.
After getting the things, they started to work.
He took a whiff of the saltpeter. The smell was a little pungent.
There were some impurities in it, which could not be compared to the purified saltpeter in the future.
Oh, it should work too.
He Miao stood at the side, staring straight at him.
Her eyes were wide open, afraid that she would miss some exciting scenes.
First, he poured a bucket full of seawater.
This wooden bucket looked like a bathtub. Who knew which unlucky person it belonged to?
There was also a silver basin, but they said that there was no copper basin.
Sure…As expected of the emperor.
The silver basin was gilded with intricate patterns.
Wang Teng first poured buckets of seawater into it, but he didn't need too much.
He remembered that the ratio was about 1:1, and the saltpeter could also be recycled.
Seeing that it was almost done, he threw all the saltpeter in.
In fact, he could use immortal techniques to directly condense water into ice.
However, it was too wasteful. How much immortal energy would it consume…
In an instant, the seawater and saltpeter began to react violently.
It was like it was boiling and boiling.
Coincidentally, Qin Shihuang arrived at this time.
He saw some mist rising from the wooden barrel and slowly covering it with a layer of frost.
The water in the silver basin also started to freeze.
It wasn't a short period of time. The ministers and Qin Shihuang were all dumbfounded.
This was an immortal technique!
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