Rich and powerful

Ye Wanqing didn't have the nerve to say it too bluntly, after all, she was a lady of everyone.

It was the first time she saw Wu Na, who was always vigorous and resolute, so shy.

Lin Yun scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "What shame? This is the firewood room, am I so wretched?"

Ye Wanqing curled her lips, still disbelieving.

"Okay! You girl, don't be so nasty, take a good rest these few days, maybe I will take you out to do something in a few days!"

After the words fell, Lin Yun turned and left.

Ye Wanqing walked into the firewood room curiously, but was choked by the smell of rotten eggs and retreated.

Looking in the direction where Lin Yun disappeared in disbelief.

Here, Lin Yun left the mansion and went to the home of the old village head.

There is only one hen in his small yard for laying eggs, and nothing else.

Inside the small hut, there was faint cooking smoke, obviously cooking.

Lin Yun walked into the house, and sure enough, he saw the old village head sitting on a small bench, lighting a fire in front of the stove.

"Hey, Mr. Lin, why are you here?"

The old village head stood up to greet him, rubbing his hands covered in ashes on his body.

Lin Yun looked at the small thatched hut, and said with a smile: "Although your old house is small, it has all the internal organs! It looks very warm!"

The old village head shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Mr. Lin, don't flatter me! Do you have something to do? Please just tell me!"

"That... I do have an unfeeling request, and I hope you can always help me!"

Lin Yun was also a little embarrassed, after all, what he was asking for was really disgusting.

"Mr. Lin is too polite! You are my benefactor of Niubei Village, now as long as you give an order, let the villagers do whatever they want!"

The old village chief thought Lin Yun was being polite on purpose.

"Okay... then I'll just say it straight! Can you help me find some... feces!"

Lin Yun lowered his head and touched his face, feeling very embarrassed.

The old village chief looked astonished, and said, "Mr. Lin, is this old man deaf because of his age? You just said...what do you want?"

"I want... poop!"

"stool??"

The old village head had a weird face, and said with a wry smile, "Why do you want this thing?"

"I'm going to do an experiment, and I need feces in it. You're a big face, so just help me find some!"

With Lin Yun's serious face, the old village chief believed it, nodded and said: "Okay! If Mr. Lin asks for anything else, Niubei Village really doesn't have any! But you can indeed find a lot of dung!"

Lin Yun quickly waved his hand and said, "It won't take that much! Find me a bucket first! Send it directly to my woodshed!"

After that, before the old village chief could reply, Lin Yun disappeared in a flash.

When he got home, Oona had already prepared the firewood and the big black pot.

Lin Wuyue immediately asked: "Master, I heard from Wu Na that you want feces? What are you doing?"

On the side, Wu Na remained silent, while Ye Wanqing was very surprised.

The three women all thought that Lin Yun was crazy.

Although they all have their own goals, in the final analysis, they still need Lin Yun to complete them, for fear that something might go wrong with him.

"Don't ask me any more! Let's see the results then!"

He didn't want to explain anymore, anyway, he couldn't make sense with people in this world.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Lin Yun immediately went out to open the door.

I saw two villagers carrying a bucket of feces with a wooden stick and staring at him strangely.

No need to ask, he also knew that this group of people must think they were sick.

Lin Yun said with a smile: "You two have worked hard! Help me pick the firewood room!!"

The three women who came out all looked disgusted and hid away.

When I came to the firewood house, the big black pot for firewood and a bucket of manure were all ready.

Lin Yun ordered: "Please pour this bucket of feces into the pot!"

The two villagers didn't speak. They held their breath and poured the feces in the bucket into the big black pot, looking very disgusting.

And the third daughter couldn't take it anymore, she ran out of the firewood room and vomited it out.

In fact, Lin Yun also wanted to vomit, but in order to get the saltpeter, he could only use this most rudimentary method.

After that, he built a fire on the spot, boiled the dung in the pot, and turned it back and forth with a stick.

The pungent smell filled the woodshed, and now even the two villagers and the old village chief couldn't stand it, and hid outside the door.

Only Lin Yun blocked his nostrils with cloth strips.

Turning his head to look at the contemptuous eyes of the people outside the door, Lin Yun shouted: "You dig a big hole in the courtyard, put those firewood in it and light it!"

"Mr. Lin, isn't it such a pity that these firewood were just burned like this?"

The old village head looked regretful, they were used to living a poor life, and the worst thing to do was to waste it.

And Wuna also traveled a long way to buy firewood.

"Stop talking nonsense! Do as I tell you!"

Lin Yun frowned and rolled his eyes. He didn't want to say a word now, for fear that the stench would get into his mouth.

Soon, according to his request, several people put piles of firewood into the pit and ignited it, and thick smoke billowed out, allowing other villagers in Niubei Village to see clearly.

Those who didn't know thought that the lord's house was on fire, and many villagers stopped to watch.

But when everyone smelled the stench in the air, they all started talking in low voices.

"What does it smell like? Why is it so stinky?"

"Hey... You don't know yet, do you? Just now the old village chief asked for a bucket of dung at Li Ermazi's house, and it was sent to Mr. Lin's house!"

"My God! Is Mr. Lin crazy?"

"Ugh!! What... is this boiled? Is it feces?"

The villagers finally couldn't take it anymore, and they were all scattered like birds and beasts.

In the firewood room, Lin Yun stretched his head to look at the bubbling feces in the pot, with a layer of white foam floating on it.

Muttered: "It finally appeared!"

It turns out that this layer of white foam is one of the materials for making black powder, 'nitrate'.

Of course, when the boil is dry, the white froth left at the bottom of the pot will condense into crystals and finally form saltpeter.

At this time, Wu Na stood at the door, covered her mouth and nose, and asked, "Master, the firewood is burning very well, what should I do now?"

"Cover the soil you just dug up, and remember to leave a flue on both sides! Don't seal it!"

It is not difficult to burn charcoal, and Lin Yun does not need to supervise the work.

After about three or four hours, this unforgettable cooking was finally completed.

A bucket of dung was boiled dry, and what remained at the bottom of the pot was some mixture, but most of it was saltpeter.

Lin Yun took out the bamboo tube and bamboo slices prepared in advance, scraped the saltpeter from the bottom of the pot into the bamboo tube, and it was considered a success.

After that, he immediately escaped from the firewood room and took a big breath of fresh air.

This funny scene made everyone present couldn't help but suppressed their laughter.

Everyone could clearly smell a stench from his body, as if he had been sprayed with shit-scented perfume.

Ye Wanqing quickly backed away, disgusted and said: "Stay away from me!!"

And Wu Na and Lin Wuyue also retreated.

Lin Yun rolled his eyes, he didn't expect the three girls to be so unanimous this time.

Looking down at the charcoal that was still burning, he stepped on the mound of dirt with his feet and said, "How long has it been?"

The old village head replied: "It's almost two and a half hours!"

It was noon before firing, but now the sun has set.