Grabbing a piece of dried bread, I rehydrated it with water and took a bite.
Indeed, it was more fragrant than ungreased bread and chewier than fried bread.
I immediately ordered them to produce it in large quantities, as much as possible.
After all, there wouldn't be enough to take on voyages, and it could also be sold in Chang'an City, creating another revenue stream, hehe.
While gnawing on a piece of the bread, I stood at the workshop entrance, gazing at the still-raining sky.
Damn it, it just won't stop raining.
Could it really rain for half a month straight?
With nothing else to do, I wandered back to my studio in the rain.
Wastefulness is shameful.
Regarding Yan Shuangying's exceptional talent, it must be utilized to its fullest.
The Yun Yi style, Dragon Tooth sniper's rate of fire is slow.
And the handgun's power is insufficient.
Therefore, I must create a firearm with a fast rate of fire and sufficient power.
The gleaming Big Left Turn felt heavy in my hand.
Each one, fully loaded, weighed five to six pounds.
Compared to the approximately two-pound Type 54 pistol, the feel was superb!
I had someone call Yan Shuangying over, handed him the loaded revolver, and explained the key points of loading and firing.
Stepping back a few paces, I watched Yan Shuangying test the gun.
As soon as the revolver was in his hands, a thrilled smile spread across Yan Shuangying's face.
This was the feeling he had been seeking!
He raised the gun, searching for a target. The rain had stopped, and the birds were out again, foraging for food.
A dove flew overhead.
Yan Shuangying raised his gun and fired.
Bang!
The gunshot was loud!
It was louder than the Dragon Tooth sniper, and Yan Shuangying himself was startled.
Ignoring the numbing sensation in his hand from the recoil, he focused on the dove overhead.
Fang Er was stunned.
A new gun, one shot hit! Are you a child of destiny?
The dove lost all mobility the moment it was hit.
It fell straight down, landing in a small puddle not far from Fang Er.
Yan Shuangying walked over and picked it up.
The dove was already dead, its body split open by the shot, almost in two!
Yan Shuangying, holding the dead dove excitedly, ran over to Fang Er.
Marquis, this gun is amazing!
Making the best use of things, a precious sword for a hero.
Fang Er handed him the other one.
This gun is named Tian Lei! Do not let it gather dust!
Yan Shuangying took Tian Lei and carefully tucked it into his waist.
Marquis, rest assured!
Oh, right, Marquis, could you give me some bullets for the 731789264?