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Chapter 133 The road to fortune and the remains of our ancestors

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    This is a dilapidated thatched house that has long been in a state of decay. No one has lived in it for who knows how many years.  The thatched house was not what surprised Chen Wanrong. What surprised Chen Wanrong was a pit outside the thatched house. This pit looked like a bomb crater and was extremely irregular.  There were several pieces of pot iron in the pit, and a crooked skeleton beside the pit.

    It is not entirely correct to say that it is a skeleton. To be more precise, it should be a remains, because the bones are scattered into several parts and are a bit far apart from each other. It would not be surprising if someone or an animal moved after death.  If it is like this if no one has touched it, it means that this person encountered something shocking here during his lifetime.

    Chen Wanrong walked over and took a look. Yes, it was a bomb crater. It was definitely a bomb crater!  There were no explosives in the Tang Dynasty, but craters appeared here. What does this mean?  Of course Chen Wanrong wanted to find out.

    There was a broken jar next to it. There was something in the jar. Chen Wanrong knelt down and took a look. He saw that there was sulfur and saltpeter in the jar.  Chen Wanrong suddenly understood that this person was an alchemist, an alchemist who was studying gunpowder.

    Looking at this situation, he should have detonated the gunpowder to create such a crater, and he himself was killed and gave his life for studying gunpowder.

    Gunpowder appeared in the Tang Dynasty. At that time, people did not know enough about gunpowder. They only knew that gunpowder burned easily and could not even be used to make fireworks, let alone other uses.  But the man in front of him died because of the explosion of gunpowder, which means that the gunpowder he made was very powerful, powerful enough to kill people. This was a shocking discovery!

    If he had not died in an accident, making this research unknown, gunpowder might have been used in military affairs in the Tang Dynasty.  Respect arose spontaneously in Chen Wanrong's heart. He straightened his clothes and bowed deeply to the skeleton: "Senior, you will be honored even if you die!"

    "Caught, caught!" Huang Boming's excited voice sounded, he crawled out of the hole, came over with the yellow deer, and patted Chen Wanrong on the shoulder: "Brother Wanrong, I really have you, shoot an arrow at  If you don¡¯t want to die, you must die.¡±

    That was Chen Wanrong's shot at the target, it was not considered a real skill, it could only be treated as a joke.  What Chen Wanrong is paying attention to right now is not this matter, but the skeleton in front of him, a respected "scientist".

    Looking at the skeleton on the ground, Huang Boming let out a surprised sound, threw the dead yellow deer away, squatted down and looked at the skeleton: "This must be the living god! It must be him!"

    When Chen Wanrong heard this, he could no longer control himself. He grabbed him and asked eagerly: "Mr. Huang, do you know who this ancestor is?"

    Huang Boming shook his head and said: "I don't know his name, but I know some of his deeds."

    "Tell me quickly." If Chen Wanrong didn't want to understand such an accomplished scientist, he would have wasted so many years of higher education.

    Although Huang Boming didn't understand why Chen Wanrong was so eager, he still answered all questions: "This happened decades ago. I heard it from my parents. About forty years ago, there was a tourist  A Taoist priest appeared in Xishan. He had good medical skills. When nearby villagers got sick, he would treat them without charging a penny. Therefore, the villagers all liked him and called him a living god."

    Treating diseases and saving people is a good thing, and it does not charge a penny, so it will naturally gain people's support. Chen Wanrong has even more respect for this scientist whom he has never met.

    While pursuing the elixir of life, alchemists often discover some new drugs that can cure diseases and prolong life. The virtuous among them often use this to save people and benefit all living beings. If this Taoist priest can cure diseases, he will not  I thought it was strange.

    Huang Boming paused and sighed: "It's just that he has a weird temperament and doesn't want to live with others. He lives alone in the mountains. No one knows where he lives. It is said that he found a stone on the mountain that can  It was used to treat headaches and brain fever. In addition to curing diseases, he also gave this stone to nearby villagers, asking them to eat some when they had headaches. Therefore, nearby villagers have been using this stone to treat headaches for decades."

    Chen Wanrong excitedly handed the saltpeter to Huang Boming: "Mr. Huang, is this it? This is saltpeter, which can cure headaches."

    "Saltpeter?" Huang Boming tapped his forehead: "Yes, yes, it's called saltpeter. According to this living god, there is a large saltpeter mine on this mountain, but it was buried after a landslide."

    Chen Wanrong came from Saltpeter. After hearing this, his hopes were shattered and he asked: "Mr. Huang, are you serious about this?"

    "It's true!" Huang Boming nodded and said, "I went to see it, and it's really buried. Stay away from here, or I'll take you to see it."

    Since he witnessed it with his own eyes, it must be true. Chen Wanrong's heart dropped.  Huang Boming continued: "This living god is very capable. He digs a hole in the ground and then releases it.You can then sew the opening closed or plug it with something.  Then thin the mud evenly, wrap it up, and put it in the fire to burn.  "

    This way of eating is a bit novel. Huang Boming, a knowledgeable person, has never seen it before. His interest was greatly increased and he praised: "Okay, let's do it like this. Hurry up and get rid of the mud."

    Even if he didn¡¯t say it, the health workers knew what to do, cleaning the internal organs and cleaning the mud.  When the entrails have been removed and the mud has been reconciled, wrap the game in the mud and throw it into the fire.

    Huang Boming was not only a good hunter, but also a good barbecue expert. He led several workers to remove the skins of yellow deer and hares and clean them.  Then spread the condiments evenly, pierce them with an iron fork, and put them on the fire to burn.

    After a while, the fragrance came up, which made Chen Wanrong move his index finger.  (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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