Dressed as a wronged stepmother, I was pampered by three villains

Pang Jue realized it!

I have never heard of the ideas provided by the boss. It is like a ray of divine light from the sky, guiding myself to adapt and innovate. This is certainly a good thing for myself, and it is also a good thing for production and the military.

But she is clearly doing her homework!

Is it difficult to use a few sketches for you to do research?

Disaster!

But you are from the young master's office. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if you can't fix it?

Shame on you!

She said "there's more", if you come up with unscientific research results, the subsequent drawings will definitely not be given to you.

It doesn't matter, we who engage in scientific research are brave and not afraid of difficulties! Just be afraid that it is not difficult!

"Sister-in-law, don't worry. Pang Jue doesn't eat or sleep, so he has to figure this out."

"I'm really looking forward to it!" Zhang Biluo said with a smile: "In the future, we will raise crossbows and set up artillery to quell the war and bring peace and tranquility to all the people. At that time, there was peace and prosperity, and the sound of reading was everywhere! Are you two satisfied with this picture?

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The conversation made the two grown men's blood boil. Pang Jue wanted to go back and study immediately. He packed the book box and suddenly remembered something: "Sister-in-law, who translated the books on the foreign bookshelf? Are they difficult to read?"

Zhang Biluo said without batting an eye, "What I read is the original version, not the translation."

Just kidding, if it’s a translation, then you have to tell who translated it and where to buy it. As for the original foreign version on the other side of the ocean, don’t blame me if you can’t find it.

Pang Jue's eyes widened again, OMG! This is not a translation?!

He stammered and asked: "Sister-in-law, take a look, do you understand?"

Zhang Biluo nodded, "I understand a little bit."

With a pop, Pang Jue knelt down.

Zhang Biluo was startled, and Yan Beichen quickly stopped him, "Get up quickly, don't scare my third wife."

Pang Jue's voice trembled with excitement, and he said loudly: "How many people in Daxi Kyoto know foreign languages? Don't stop me, I want to become a disciple!"

Yan Beichen said: "We are close friends and sworn brothers. If you want to translate books, just ask Sanniang to help you. If you want to learn foreign languages, Sanniang can also teach you. There is no need to pay this big gift."

Zhang Biluo also said: "Yes, isn't this a bad move?"

Pang Jue refused to listen, "Let's discuss our own things! Without the courtesy of master and disciple, how could Pang Jue dare to go to Cun Chu to ring the bell?"

The bookworm took care of himself and gave the gift, and then said: "I am in a rush today and have not prepared the gift. I will give it to you another day. Teacher, I happen to have a foreign book on me. Can you help me take a look?"

Yan Beichen is annoying him to death!

Zhang Biluo was also worried. Pang Jue put all kinds of things on his body! She didn't know what to do. Although she was so deceived, what if she didn't recognize the words in the book?

Then we can only say that the foreigner who lived in my natal family and the foreigner who wrote this book are not from the same country.

Pang Jue presented the foreign book. Zhang Biluo looked at the book cover and smiled. It’s really a parallel world, the same foreign language~

"This is a storybook."

Pang Jue's eyes were full of admiration, "Teacher, I could see it at a glance! There is a description about a glazed candlestick. I asked several people, but they couldn't translate it accurately, and I was worried."

Indeed, sometimes through novels, one can understand the culture, technology, and social patterns of the author's era. It is not an exaggeration to say that some books are treasures.

Zhang Biluo turned to the page of the glass candlestick, read it roughly, and said: "There are a few words that I'm not sure about, so I need to think about it carefully. Don't worry, I'll go back and translate it for you slowly."

Pang Jue nodded, very much in agreement with this rigor.

Zhang Biluo suddenly said: "I think of something that should be easier to make than a gun. Let me draw a picture."

Pang Jue respectfully handed over the paper and pen, and Zhang Biluo drew a sketch, "This thing is made of fine steel and is called a pressure cooker. It can cook food quickly. It has a pot, a lid, a valve, and a rubber ring.

, look at it, this is what it looks like.”

"Okay, I will definitely live up to my trust!"

Yan Beichen smiled and asked, "Is this thing for cooking?"

"Yes, I fried the ribs for Xiaobao and they were so mushy."

"I want it too."

"What are you and your son fighting for?"

"My leg is broken, I need to eat bones to make up for it."

They were joking half-seriously, but across the table, Pang Jue, who had a great idea in hand, couldn't stay for a moment, got up to leave, and didn't even bother to eat lunch.

Before leaving, he said: "When I come next time, I will bring a box of thunderbolt fireballs for the teacher to play with!"

Yan Beichen:......

He asked quietly: "Sanniang, do I have to get you an artillery piece next time?"

Zhang Biluo laughed out loud, "Can you accommodate it at home?"

"I asked Pang Jue to make you a millstone-sized one that can fit easily."

"Then who do you want me to shoot at? Lao Tian? That's fine. The cannon is pointed at her yard every day. I can't scare her to death!"

After the two of them had eaten, Yan Beichen said, "Sanniang, you go back first today, I have to stay here for a while."

"Ah?" Zhang Biluo was very surprised, "If you don't go back, what will happen to Dr. Du's acupuncture? And the two massages a day, but you won't do it anymore?"

"Yesterday, Du Wuji discovered something strange during acupuncture and was unsure, so he sent a letter. Doctor Xue promised to come out and will arrive tonight."

Even Du Wuji was not sure. The problem was not serious. No wonder Lao Du saw sweat on his forehead when he went out. It turned out to be a problem.

According to the description in the original book, Yan Beichen's leg was eventually cured, but he was a villain in the book and was not expanded upon. It is unknown whether he has completely returned to normal and whether there are any sequelae.

What's more, so many things have changed, his legs...

Zhang Biluo didn't dare to think about it, so she said, "With the help of Doctor Xue, I will definitely get better."

Yan Beichen smiled and said, "Let Yan Liu take you back to the city later. I won't be in the house, so he will be at your disposal."

"good."

"When Yan Binghe comes home this time, he will definitely confront us on the pretext of visiting. I'm sorry to bother you."

"I can understand these things in detail. You and I are like grasshoppers on a rope. Fixing your leg is the first priority. Only if you become General Yan again can the four of us really have a backer.

Even if you cause me a lot of trouble, I can't hide, I have to carry it."

Yan Beichen raised his hand to touch her head, but turned a corner midway and straightened her sleeves, "When you return to the city, go directly to Heqing Tower. Baofu will be waiting for you there."

"Okay," Zhang Biluo nodded, "Then you get well soon, I will be at home."

I'm at home!

Yan Beichen's chest stagnated, and an unknown emotion spread, overflowed, and then relaxed again.

"I can't accompany you home today, but I will definitely do so next time."

He felt that his voice was a little hoarse, but fortunately she looked so businesslike that he couldn't hear anything unusual at all.

He sighed again, "Look at me, I can't even show affection right now."

"You didn't waste any time."

He laughed out loud, "Next time, I'll tie this cloak with my own hands."

She snorted, "General Yan is becoming more and more skilled in acting now."