In the afternoon, the sun is bright, not as hot as June.


    Holding Liangbao playing in the backyard for a while, Liangbao just went to sleep quietly.


    This may be Tang Hao''s most leisure moment. It is a great favor to have such a leisure moment one day on the eve of the war.


    News also came from the earth kiln that the cement produced has piled up like a mountain. If it is not used again, the whole ridge of Huangzhuang will become a new warehouse.


    Tang Hao simply waved to the steward to be responsible for selling out, and set the price himself.


    The people of the Tang Dynasty are still used to living in this kind of wooden house, but Tang Hao firmly believes that such a solid thing must be useful and someone will buy it!


    As the saying goes, no matter how small a fly is, it is also meat!


    At present, the whole workshop industry of the Tang government has a lot of revenue, but also a lot of expenditure.


    Just a place in the south of the Yangtze River, it seems that it can''t wait for the restaurant to be completed, so it pays part directly from the counter shop in advance.


    After sending off the female steward, the three old ministers couldn''t wait to find Tang Hao again.


    At first meeting, seeing Tang Hao close his eyes in the hospital, his eldest sun Wuji became worried.


    "Good nephew! What time is it now? You are still in the mood to take a nap!"


    "What about the oil burning on the fire?"


    Pulling off the mosquito gauze from his face, Tang Hao, half lying on the seat, opened one eye slightly.


    In the eyes, the three faces just looked at themselves. There was anxiety, hope, and even a feeling of hatred for iron and steel.


    Sleep, it''s impossible to sleep again!


    Changsun Wuji had already pulled Tang Hao up and said that if they needed help, the three of them could make preparations as much as possible.


    Gao Shilian and Li Jing did not say a word. They rolled up their sleeves and looked like they were doing it themselves.


    Tang Hao stretched out his hand and stopped the three old ministers from doing great things. He hurried.


    "Follow me!"


    A group of four drove to the imperial villa and asked the four men to carry out two large porcelain altars, which were placed next to a nearby execution pool.


    Several newly cut trees can still feel water on their branches, and they are all thrown into the water.


    Three old ministers were stunned by the pond!


    Is it difficult that Tang Hao still wants to burn the wet log?


    Tang Hao didn''t say much either. He directly dumped all the liquid in the porcelain altar into the pool. When he bent his bow and took an arrow, three old ministers just stood by the pool and argued about the floating liquid in the pool.


    "Is this black oil? Why is it much lighter? It''s not as thick as we see?"


    Hearing the question of changsun Wuji, Li Jing twisted her beard and sucked the wings of her nose.


    "It should be the black oil. Yes, it still smells the same, but it''s not as strong."


    Gao Shilian lowered his body and looked carefully at the oil covered pond. For a long time, he didn''t see the strangeness.


    "Just as Tang Hao said, this thing can ignite a fire, but water can''t be poured out?"


    Tang Hao has wrapped the bow and arrow head in his hand with greasy cloth, looked at the curious three people on the edge of the pond and reminded them.


    "Three elders, if you don''t want to be the first important minister roasted in the Tang Dynasty, please step back more than 30 steps."


    Almost at the same time, the three turned their heads and saw Tang Hao standing nearly forty or fifty steps away. They smiled loudly.


    "Tang boy, don''t play with us old guys!"


    "It''s just a pool of ten feet square. Even if it burns, how big can it be?"


    Gao Shilian looked back at the pool and looked at Tang Hao''s serious face. He felt that the boy was not lying and pulled up his smiling eldest sun Wuji.


    "Regardless of the size of his fire, Tang boy did it for the sake of accident."


    "Thirty steps is thirty steps. Even if you can''t see the fire, you can see the burning condition at a glance."


    Obviously, Gao Shilian was also particularly suspicious of the size of the fire.


    Li Jing followed them quietly, looking at Tang Hao''s thoughtful appearance, as if to judge whether it was as Tang Hao said.


    Looking at the three old ministers coming face to face, Tang Hao raised a smile on his face.


    "Don''t worry, even if you are thousands of steps away, the fire is not small!"


    "Even at this time, the sky can be clearly seen on the hills of our imperial villa."


    It is an indisputable fact that black oil is not easy to ignite. The three old ministers present all know it clearly.


    How many raging fires can the separated things have from the black oil?


    The eldest sun Wuji has a flat mouth and looks like he doesn''t believe it.


    Gao Shilian put his hands around his chest and looked at the dead pool with a smile.


    Only Li Jingjing stood behind Tang Hao, watching the greasy cotton cloth dripping from the front of the arrow, smelling the familiar smell and thinking secretly.


    This fishy smell, like a broken egg, has a very special smell, which is quite similar to the fierce fire oil in the military camp.


    I just don''t know how this thing compares to fierce fire oil.


    In the eyes, the oilcloth on the arrow was ignited by the fire fold. The blue flame wrapped the cotton cloth and burned into a blue flame in an instant.


    The grease dripping from the tarpaulin fell to the ground like broken beads with a flame.


    Whoosh.


    Take the rocket off the string and dive into the pond.