Chapter 55: The Base

  Alas, Yang Daidai was a young girl with very strict family teachings, even if she wanted to flirt with men, she wouldn't know how. Being able to take the initiative to come over and talk to him was already extremely rare, but Yang Yunqiu couldn't see through this little girl's thoughts.

  Li Zifeng heard that he wanted to make a gun, didn't dare take him to the domestic arsenal, but there are also people who like to play with these in the underground third floor, similar to a handicraft workshop, let him go in and turn around, even try to make one himself, a particularly tacky AK47, it's really easy, if not for perfectionism, Yang Yunqiu comes to do it, using his own experimental platform, alchemy formation, can be completed in three minutes.

  As for the production line of bullets, it's a bit troublesome. After arriving at the Yin Dynasty, it will still take time and effort to synthesize gunpowder materials. However, WaWa has already explored that the necessary things are all available in Wen Mountain, which is a treasure mountain with rich mineral resources, and saltpeter is not hard to find either. If Yang Yunqiu doesn't plan for large-scale warfare but just for self-defense, he can complete the base construction, equip weapons, train personnel, and it will be almost enough in three months to half a year.

  Under the authorization of Li Zifeng, the doll collected a large amount of unpublished materials. The two returned to the Yin Dynasty and immediately took people to Wenshan.

  Chen Jinniang allowed Yang Yunqiu to freely order the servants in the house, but there were only more than 20 people in the house, big and small, old and young, including the cook.

  There were six servants in the Yang family, and Yang Yunqiu chose a migrant worker who had been sold into servitude two years ago. His surname was Zhou, and his name was Zhou Dali. Although he was a migrant worker, he was honest and strong, and had always been respectful to Master Sun Zhaoming. He didn't know a single character, but he had managed to survive by fleeing to Quanzhou, which showed that he was resourceful and determined.

  Taking Zhou Dali and Er Ya with her, and no one else, Yang Yunqiu and Chen Junniang said they had been feeling a bit better lately and wanted to go to Wenshan to explore the road, so they went out.

  Although there are many wild beasts on the mountain, ordinary people do not dare to enter, but Chen Jyun-ang has never been there, and she is actually not very clear about it. She also feels that recently, the Sun family's main house has been turbulent, with a lot of messy things happening, and Ming-ge avoiding them is good. Most importantly, Chen Jyun-ang's heart is cold and thin, always thinking that children's lives are in their own hands, whatever path they want to take, as long as it doesn't lead to a dead end, she won't stop them. She has seen Ming-ge's recent actions with her own eyes and has acknowledged that he is an adult who can take responsibility for his own life.

  Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

  It has started snowing in the sky, and this year's winter has come a little earlier.

  Er Ya and Zhou Da Li sat shoulder to shoulder on the spotless jade floor, carefully weaving vines into a curtain. Er Ya casually picked up a glass cup from the stone pedestal beside her, took a sip of spring water, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and sighed: "I never dreamed that this winter would be so good."

  In previous winters, Er Ya's hands and feet would always crack and hurt terribly, but this year she stayed in a warm and cozy room, not having to do any heavy chores.

  A month ago, the desolate mountain has undergone a great transformation. Hidden among the trees are stone houses that stretch out for about a hundred rooms, with intricate carvings on their facades. Each room blends seamlessly into the surrounding rocks and caves, as if crafted by heavenly hands. Although they appeared overnight just a month ago, they seem to have weathered the storms of centuries, exuding an aura of grandeur and majesty.

  Zhou Dali's eyes still held a hint of fear, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, his young master, on the ground, on the wall, sprinkled a layer of unknown powder, and then used a knife and ink to draw a large number of complex lines, placed several broken stones, and overnight, the rocks twisted, and a house grew out of them, he wouldn't have believed it even if you had beaten him to death.

  Now Zhou Dali and Er Ya are absolutely loyal to Sun Zhaoming, with great respect and even deep reverence. Yang Yunqiu didn't mean to pretend to be mysterious, but his actions in the eyes of Zhou Dali and Er Ya were like divine magic.

  If Yang Yunqiu could read minds, he would definitely see that Zhou Dali now regards him as a heavenly god who has descended to the mortal world and undergone tribulations, just like in myths and legends. In the past, he was confused and ignorant, but now that he has awakened, his primordial spirit has returned to its rightful place, and of course, he has become all-powerful.

  After careful consideration, it seems that Zhou Dali's idea still makes some sense.

  Yang Yunqiu descended into Sun Zhaoming's body, with a hint of returning to his original spirit, but unfortunately, it was not the original Sun Zhaoming, for when he arrived, that young master had already passed away.

  The main buildings of the base were all completed by Yang Yunqiu himself, mainly because he didn't trust others to do it. Later, when his students came to Yin Chao, this place became the rear base and also a safe haven.

  However, the home furnishings inside are not yet complete, only a few large heaters have been installed, making all the rooms warm and cozy. In the quiet room at the deepest part, an array of spirits was drawn, and several simple traps were set up outside. He plans to proceed slowly, making the entire base environment closer to modern times.

  Yang Yunqiu himself has low requirements for living conditions, and he was used to the hardships since childhood. He also got accustomed to rural life, but still had to admit that in terms of comfort, the home environment on Earth in the 21st century is worth learning from.

  In the 21st century, decorating is actually quite easy and not difficult at all. Fabric sofas, glass coffee tables, bars, refrigerators, freezers, heaters, bathrooms, he did it himself, good finishes are directly imitated, and those that are not easy to do are replaced with fakes. Anyway, this little thing consumes negligible energy.

  The doll also opened a audio-visual entertainment room, acting as a phonograph, projecting TV movies on the walls of the street, and occasionally playing single-player games.

  If we wait until there are more people in the Shang Dynasty, maybe we can even play games online.

  Yang Yunqiu's days were so fulfilling that Wang Yi and the others were envious, but they didn't dare to protest. Yang Yunqiu thought that the three of them did a good job, better than he had imagined, and decided to open up their wristband permissions ahead of schedule, allowing them to share some of the doll's database.

  Wang Yi finally didn't have to desperately memorize those ancient texts until he vomited blood.

  Liu Sheng can also directly collect medical books and prescriptions from the 21st century, making it more convenient for him to see patients.

  Only Gao Ming has the authority, but it's not very useful. He is now an apprentice in a martial arts school in Yizhou, and he has a pretty good master who is quite fond of him. It seems that his master regards him as a closed-door disciple.

  It's normal to think that Gao Ming, such a honest person, would not be liked in the 21st century, but in the Shang Dynasty, he was very popular. Moreover, scholars in the Shang Dynasty did not like martial arts, and he was just right, being more refined than warriors but without the pretentiousness of scholars. He had a warm personality, respected his teachers and the Tao, and was an exceptionally talented disciple, so which master would not like him?

  Yang Yunqiu has been busy with this, and now there is not enough money again.

  He also wanted to recruit some personnel, a big base with only three or two little cats would be too boring. Buying people might not cost much money, but raising loyal and dedicated subordinates would require spending money.

  Wa Wa suggested using a dragon skin contract, but Yang Yunqiu immediately refuted it.

  How much does a dragon skin contract cost? Not even a thousand lower-ranking officials would be enough to exchange for it, and he's in Yan Country, without even feeding a group of flying dragons, even if he makes the contract himself, the dragon skin still needs to be bought.

  Then he found time to write another book "Carrying a Sword and Wine Through Jianghu".

  It's still a very common name, but this time it uses a very cold and artistic tone, beautiful and melancholic, yet vast and atmospheric. Yang Yunqiu himself was moved by his own words after reading them.

  The doll also suggested using psychedelic techniques in the arrangement of words to directly impact people's souls. Yang Yunqiu thought about it and felt that it didn't matter, his game "World" had used similar tactics too, only to make people subconsciously feel the ideas being expressed inside, nothing more than that.

  This book sells better than "Di Renjie", who let 'Tian Zhisheng' at this time is no longer a newcomer without fame.

  Yang Yunqiu was busy with his base, but Sun Chentong, the governor of the Sun family, had unknowingly taken notice of him.

  It's Chen Chu-nan's credit.

  Although Sun Zhaoyang's marriage was the most important thing in the Sun family recently, Sun Zhifu put all his mind on his eldest son, and only came to Chen Juvian's place once a month.

  However, Chen Jiu Niang's skill was really not trivial, and it happened that Sun Zhi Fu saw the paper his son used to practice writing.

  Magistrate Sun was taken aback as soon as he saw Yang Ruqing's calligraphy, a piece of cursive script with strokes flowing continuously and unrestrainedly, elegant and magnificent beyond compare.

  Can hardly believe this was written by his own twelve-year-old son.

  However, the paper he looked at clearly was the kind used by his own children, of poor quality, for young students to practice with, very cheap, and densely written on both sides, apparently very frugal. If it weren't for Yang Yunqiu, no one else would have written like this. Adding to that, the papers piled up on the floor and desk, he could only believe that not only was his eldest son extremely talented, but also his second son, whom he had never paid attention to, also had exceptional talent.

  Magistrate Sun stroked his mustache and smiled, unable to help feeling pleased: "Good, good, Ming Ge's writing is excellent. He can't be delayed, after a while when Yang Ge's matter is busy, I'll find him a good teacher to hone his skills for a few years."

  If one can write a good pen and paint a good painting, even if he cannot pass the imperial examination to become an official, being a famous scholar is also a happy event for the Sun family.

  Magistrate Sun's imagination ran wild, envisioning his two sons helping each other and bringing glory to the Sun family.