Chapter 24: The Night Urn of Qin Shi Huang II

  "Alright, you scoundrel Zhang, the medicine in your place is nothing but trash that can't even be put on a stage. The medicine in my store is the real deal. Young man, does anyone in your family have an illness? All sorts of difficult and complicated diseases can be cured, as long as they still have breath, my medicine can add three more years to their life."

  Chang Sun Chong paused for a moment, although he felt that Zhou Mei Li's words were somewhat exaggerated, but the medicine of the 30th century should be much better than that of the 20th century, and compared to the Tang Dynasty, it would be even better.

  People who eat five grains and miscellaneous grains, which one doesn't get sick? To maintain a good relationship with Sister Zhou, Zhangsun Chong smiled and said: "Sister Zhou, what do you like? Next time, I'll bring one over for you!"

  "Hey, this young man is quite charming, I like Jade Hairpin." Zhou Meili said with a smile, patting Zhang Sun's chest muscle (fat), eating some "Zhang Sun's tender tofu".

  "Alright, I'll bring one over for you next time!" Zhang Sun promised.

  "Hey, kid. I'm not a stingy person, but the rules here are that you have to bring something in before you can take something out. So, Zhou Jie can't let you take it this time!" Zhou Meili explained to Long Sun Chonghao, indicating that she wasn't being petty either.

  "I know the rules, Sister Zhou!" Chang Sun said with a smile.

  At this time, Hua Wu arrived and took Zhang Sun to the old man with a white beard. The fragrant night pot was placed on the table. The old man with a white beard hugged the night pot, turning it over and over, as if he wanted to kiss it several times. This is from the Warring States period, and the energy that can be obtained is several times that of Tang Dynasty objects.

  "Not bad, not bad!" The old man with a white beard muttered to himself, it was indeed something that Qin Shi Huang had used before.

  "Are all the things I want ready?" Zhang Sun asked, feeling that the air in here was much better and also much brighter.

  "Alright, everything is here!" Hua Wu picked up a snakeskin bag and placed it on the edge of the table.

  Chang Sun Chong hastily took out a map, military tactics, and a super-powered water cart. Everything was ready.

  "Thank you, old master. I'd like to ask, can I summon the post-apocalyptic space at any time?" Chang Sun asked curiously, he was getting more and more curious about this strange post-apocalyptic space.

  The old man shook his head and said: "Not for the time being, but if we detect something good, we will contact you proactively."

  Chang Sun furrowed his brow. He wasn't very passive, but now he thought of his parents from his past life and asked, "When can I see my parents?"

  "We still need to exchange 1 billion units of time energy, like the Qin Shi Huang's night pot you brought this time. Thirty centuries from now, we can get three times the number of years' worth of time energy, which is 9,000 points. Actually, 1 billion energy points are not that hard to come by." The old man with white beard said, feeling like he got a good deal this time.

  One billion, with ten zeros after it. Even if this Qin Shi Huang's night pot is worth 10,000 time units, he would still need 100,000 night pots or antiques of the same grade! To achieve this goal, if he doesn't rob, then he has to dig up his ancestors' tombs.

  Chang Sun Chong's heart was filled with despair, thinking that even if he worked hard now, he still didn't know if he could see his parents in the future.

  White Beard saw Long Sun's loss of hope and seemed to have no motivation, just knowing that the 10 billion energy points would scare Long Sun, and gave Hua Wu a wink.

  Hua Wu walked to the middle of the wall, pressed a button and said: "Don't worry, this time we're going to use the night pot's energy points in exchange for a glimpse into your past life parents' lives. Although we can't bring them over, you'll be able to see how they lived."

  Chang Sun suddenly stood up with a "whoosh" and leaned against the large screen, trying to see every expression on his dad's and mom's faces clearly.

  "Dad, Mom, they seem to have aged a lot. It's all his fault for not being filial and not taking care of his parents, making the white-haired ones send off the black-haired one." The eldest grandson's eyes turned red as he muttered to himself, reaching out to touch his mom's face but only feeling the cold screen instead.

  After a while, Zhang Sun wiped away his tears and turned around to leave with his bag.

  "Wait!" Hua Wu blocked his way.

  "What's up?"

  "Aren't you eager to learn these quickly? Come to our meditation room, use hypnosis method, and let you remember them in the shortest time." Hua Wu couldn't bear to see Zhangsun Chong's disappointed and sad look, thinking of compensating him from other places.

  Zhang Sun wanted to learn these things as soon as possible, have the ability to get more antiques, and see his parents early.

  Hua Wu sent Zhangsun Chong to the meditation room, and after an hour of hypnosis, Zhangsun Chong firmly remembered in his mind those detailed maps, military tactics, and methods for manufacturing superhuman waterwheels.

  Zhang Sun suddenly stood up, feeling sore all over his muscles. Clearly it was a mental effort, so why were his muscles aching? He directly exited the doomsday space and the snakeskin bag for carrying things was no longer useful, because everything was already in his mind.

  Don't bring these things, lest you be seen by others, and Chang Sunqiang will no longer make excuses to lie everywhere.

  Changsun Chong was worried that he would forget, so he didn't sleep all night and drew a map of the border between the Tang Dynasty and the Turks. The map was very detailed, with every mountain and valley, river and stream carefully recorded. In his previous life, Changsun Chong had studied under the great master of national literature, Xun Tao, where he not only practiced calligraphy but also learned the techniques of water and ink painting. Although he wasn't very good at it, he was barely passable, and the map he drew was quite decent.

  Chang Sun Chong found a carpenter from the village, drew out the blueprint of the super large waterwheel according to his memory, and had the carpenter make the parts. He placed them by the river, and with just one person pedaling with their foot for two hours, it could satisfy the water needs of twenty mu of land.

  "Haha, young man, what's going on in that head of yours? You even know how to make a super-large waterwheel. This one waterwheel is worth as much as all of us brothers put together." Cheng Chumo walked around the waterwheel twice, clicking his tongue in admiration.

  Chang Sun Chong was very satisfied with this super large waterwheel, originally thought it would take several waterwheels to do the job, but unexpectedly one waterwheel and two hours later, it was completed.

  "Thanks, Big Brother Cheng, for your help the other day. I got something good and plan to share it with my brothers." Zhangsun Chu thought that since they had a big waterwheel now, Cheng Chumo and others were idle again, so he was preparing to make a sandbox based on the map to practice fighting against the Turks, Goguryeo, and Nanzhao, which would give these beasts something to do.

  "Cheng big brother, look!" Chang Sun rushed to find an unused warehouse in the house, had it cleaned up, and made it into a war sand table drill room.

  The carpenter who made the large waterwheel was very skilled, and the sand table he made according to the map was vivid. The small hill was filled with small twigs, the river was carved from stone, and there was a continuous flow of water coming down from the source, and the winding road was flat and even.

  "Wow!" Cheng Chumo's sturdy body, like a bear, ran agilely to the front of the sandbox. "Brother, this sandbox is really well done, even more exquisite than those in the Ministry of War and the Imperial Palace. This is Dingxiang, Baidao, Yingshan...... Look, I've been to Yunzhou, Dingxiang. I once chased and fought with the Turks for three days and three nights when I was only 14 years old!"

  "If all the men of our Great Tang were like Brother Cheng, even if there were ten Turks, we could destroy them. Brothers, the shame of Wei River is still fresh in our minds. The Turks have been killing and robbing our people, stealing our food. We younger ones can start by practicing with these maps to see if we can come up with a good strategy to deal with the Turks." Zhangsun Long stood up from his chair, waving his big hand, "The locust plague has passed, it's time for us to prepare, let the people rest and recover, when we have enough food and superior tactics, we will definitely defeat the Turks and avenge our shame."

  "Revenge!"

  "Revenge!"

  Even the smallest Li Ke held up his thin arm like a hemp rod, shouting in a sharp voice, and the crowd's anger was stirred up, boiling with beastly blood.