Crossing town house man and wife

Seeing that Wu Ming came back with drops of water, obviously having washed his body, Yan Heng immediately showed a satisfied expression of "You are so knowledgeable" on his face, and he stretched out his hand to pull Wu Ming into his arms.

But Wu Ming pushed him away with a look of disgust, grabbed the quilt to wrap himself, and jumped onto the bed.

Yan Heng didn't understand what kind of emotions Wu Ming was having, but when he saw Wu Ming jumping onto the bed neatly, he finally remembered that this guy had just killed two female guards.

When he received a report from his attendants and rushed to Chunhui Hall with his people, although Yan Heng saw the female corpse on the ground, he did not expect that they were two female guards with strong martial arts skills.After Wu Ming was sent away, the guard in charge of cleaning up the scene told him that the one who died was not an ordinary maid, but the old lady's personal guard, specially trained by the Yan family to protect the female relatives.

Although most of the guards around Yan Heng were brought from Xianyang, they had inevitably dealt with the guards trained by the Yan family, and secretly even sent people to fight against the female guards around the old lady.Because of this, Yan Heng is very aware of the strength of the female guards around the old lady. They are all carefully selected from a group of female guards. Even Yan Heng himself is not sure that he can defeat them with one blow. kill.

But judging from the results of the guards' inspection, one of the two female guards had her neck broken, and the other had her throat pierced, but there was no trace of scars elsewhere. It was obvious that they were killed without even touching Wu Ming's lapel. .The testimonies of other maids also proved this point, but after just a few breaths, the two female guards fell to the ground one after another, so that those maids were not sure whether they were dead or alive.

Even weirder was the female guard with her throat pierced.The maids present all said that "Ruan Cheng" used the old lady's hairpin as a weapon, but the wound on the female guard's throat was as big as a fist. Some kind of legendary secret method was used.

Is "Ruan Orange" so strong?

Yan Heng remembered the fight he had with "Ruan Orange" during the day.

As far as the strength, speed, and reaction shown by "Ruan Cheng" in the fight, he is really inferior to his previous life, but he has a strange energy...

Yan Heng was startled suddenly, and suddenly remembered that at the very beginning, "Ruan Cheng" also used a strange force to bounce him away from him without pushing or kicking him.

Internal force cannot do this, no matter how strong an internal master is, he must use his internal force to act on others through contact.

Wait, did they really have no contact at the time?

Yan Heng thought about it for a while, but became unsure.

He was pressing on "Ruan Orange" at that time, and his attention was all on his mouth. If "Ruan Orange" had used clever strength, he might not be able to detect it.

Yan Heng looked at "Ruan Cheng" subconsciously, and was about to ask a few tentative questions, but found that this guy had already fallen asleep with the quilt in his arms, and he was still sleeping soundly.

Is this guy really Ruan Cheng?

Why is there such a big difference from the previous life?

Yan Heng suddenly became depressed.

The next morning, Wu Ming opened his eyes and found himself being held in Yan Heng's arms again.

"Aren't your arms sore when you sleep in this position?" Wu Ming asked with narrowed eyes.He had the experience of cuddling someone to sleep, but one night, his whole arm seemed to be run over by a car, and he completely lost consciousness, and he didn't recover all morning.

"You're not heavy." Yan Heng obviously didn't feel Wu Ming's feelings, turned over, hugged him to himself, then raised his hand to smooth his hair, "Wake up or sleep a little longer?"

"I don't remember." Wu Ming replied lazily, then lowered his head and lay on Yan Heng's chest.

Yan Heng has a big frame and strong muscles, so lying on it is much more comfortable than sleeping on a bed.

But after being so comfortable, Wu Ming felt a little drowsy again, but he always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something when he was half asleep and half awake.

what is it then?

Yes……

correct!

Wu Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and said to Yan Heng: "Mr. Jun, let's discuss something!"

Hearing that Wu Ming took the initiative to call his husband, Yan Heng couldn't be happy at all. The word "discussion" at the end made him speechless and chilling. He always felt that he was not married to a wife, but more like raising a cat—— — When I need you, I will meow twice, and if I don’t need you, I don’t even bother to talk to you.

"Say." Yan Heng spit out a word expressionlessly.

"Change a yard for me, a bigger one." Wu Ming said, "I want to tinker with something, but now this yard is too small to move around—by the way, give me two more carpenters—well, the blacksmith also has a backup?"

"...What do you want to mess with?" Yan Heng refused but couldn't control his curiosity.

"Paper." Wu Ming said, "I can't keep wiping my butt with a piece of sackcloth, can I?"

"I don't think paper is more suitable than sheets of linen." Yan Heng frowned.

"What I want to make is whiter, softer, and more usable paper," Wu Ming explained.

The invention of paper was actually far before the Han Dynasty, but the paper at that time was neither good-looking nor easy to use, nor strong, and the production cost was higher than that of bamboo slips. Therefore, it was not until the Eastern Han Dynasty that Cai Lun improved the papermaking technology and made paper cheap. Easy to get, China began to widely use paper.

"Yesterday you promised to teach me how to make salt." Yan Heng reminded.

"That has to go to the beach, Xiangping can't get it here."

"Why?"

"Because what I want to teach you is the sun-dried salt method!" Wu Ming took it for granted, "There is no sea water, what kind of sun-dried salt do you use? Do you need plain water?"

"Use seawater to dry salt?" Yan Heng's eyes widened in surprise, "You mean, salt can be dried in seawater?"

"Of course, why is sea water salty? It's because there is salt in it!"

"Is sea water salty?"

"..."

Wu Ming twitched the corners of his mouth and lowered his head weakly.

How could he have forgotten that this era is not the era of knowledge explosion, and many things that are common sense to him are simply rare and anecdotal to people of this era.Yan Heng still studied with the time-traveling man, but even so, his knowledge reserve in investigating things may not be comparable to the elementary school students of later generations.

Seeing that Wu Ming stopped talking suddenly, Yan Heng couldn't help asking: "Tears are also salty, so is there salt in tears?"

"Yes, but very little, only about 0.5% of tears." Wu Ming replied casually.

"What... what?"

"Can I not explain?" Wu Ming became more and more powerless, "If you don't believe me, you can send someone to the beach first, build a stone trough with stones or use a shallower copper basin to hold some sea water, and put it in the sun to dry it. A few days."

"Salt can be produced in this way?" Yan Heng was dubious.

"Try it and you'll know, and it doesn't take much trouble." Wu Ming replied without raising his head, "However, the salt dried out in this way is not very pure, so poor people can make do with it. If you want to eat it, you can also eat it." It has to be purified by another method... that is, filtering, similar to sifting sand!"

Wu Ming didn't care if his words were accurate or not, let Yan Heng understand first.

Sure enough, Yan Heng didn't ask any more questions, but instead asked, "Do you know a lot...the way to make things like this?"

"So what if you know?" Wu Ming curled his lips, raised his head, put his arm armor on Yan Heng's body, and rested his chin with his hand, "You don't even want to give me a yard, and you expect me to teach you how?"

"It's a barter exchange between you and me?" Wu Ming's tone and words made Yan Heng feel very unhappy.

"Otherwise?" Wu Minghun asked nonchalantly, "Do you still have to give me what you want, until you empty me out, and then throw it away like a shoestring?"

"In your heart, is this my character?" Yan Heng asked in a deep voice.

"How do I know what kind of character you are?" Wu Ming laughed mockingly, "Am I familiar with you?"

Yan Heng was speechless immediately.

They really don't know each other well.

In the last life, he only inflicted harm on Ruan Cheng unilaterally. Before he exposed his delusion and was scolded by Ruan Cheng, they didn't even speak a word.

And in this life, they only got along with each other for just two days.

Yan Heng took a deep breath, suppressed his dissatisfaction and greed, and explained to Wu Ming: "I just want you to understand that you and I are husband and wife..."

"Don't talk about anything else, you married me just to have a son in town." Wu Ming interrupted impatiently, "Other things are not within the scope of my duties."

"I married you because I fell in love with you!" Yan Heng couldn't control the anger in his heart anymore, turned over and pushed Wu Ming down, "It's just that the etiquette and law in this world don't allow men to marry men, so I had to make a move." Way, let you enter my house openly! You already knew about this, didn't you?!"

"I know, but I want to know more, what does this have to do with me?" Wu Ming continued to ask without changing his expression.

"You..." Yan Heng only felt that the person under him was a heartless rock, even if he digs out his heart and lungs, he would not be able to make up for this person's internal organs.

"What's wrong with me? Am I wrong?" Wu Ming asked again unmoved, "Whether you love me or my date of birth, it's all your business, and I have nothing to do with it... Half a copper plate!"

"How can you think like that?!"

"But since I married in as a wife, I will fulfill my responsibilities, but there may be a gap between the responsibilities I agree with and what you agree with." Wu Ming didn't give Yan Heng a chance to argue, "Today Let's talk about it completely, you talk about what you want, and I also talk about what I can give, don't hide it all, and blame each other when something really goes wrong."

"What can you give me?" Yan Heng asked in a deep voice.

"Why don't you tell me what you can give me first?" Wu Ming snorted coldly.

"I can give you a lifetime of glory." Yan Heng replied immediately.

Wu Ming sneered, "It's not rare!"

"Then what do you want?" Yan Heng asked angrily.

"Freedom." Wu Ming replied, "I don't want to do what I want, but at least I can't do what I don't want."

"What?" What Wu Ming said always makes Yan Heng half understand.

"Don't do to others what you don't want. Don't impose on others what you want." Wu Ming rolled his eyes, "Your, understand?"

Yan Heng didn't answer, and after a while he asked indifferently: "Where did you invite the master of the Ruan family?"