Take the arsenal to Da Ming

Chapter 80 Wannu Bogarao

After the tea was served, Cheng Gong chatted with these people in a random sentence.

Cheng Gong couldn't speak Francine, but the leading man named Wannu Bugarao could speak it well.

Although there are some accents, it is not difficult to understand, so the communication between the two is still very smooth.

Cheng Gong could clearly feel the anxiety on the faces of these people, especially Wannu Bugarao, who had asked Mr. Tang several times when he could come.

Cheng Gong knew that Mr. Tang was referring to Tang Ning, but Tang Ning only asked him to receive him first. As for when he would come, he didn't know, so he could only keep comforting him.

Finally, until the evening, Huang Dabiao came over in person and said, "President Cheng, my lord invites you and guests from afar to go to Zuixiangju for a banquet."

Cheng Gong quickly stood up and said: "Mr. Bu Jialuo, Mr. Tang is waiting for us at Zuixiangju, let's go now."

"Okay." Wannu Bugarao, who had gray hair and beard, immediately regained his spirits, even a little impatiently.

Zuixiangju is one of the best restaurants in Fucheng, not far from the chamber of commerce. A group of people, led by Huang Dabiao, came to a private room on the second floor.

There were three people sitting in the private room right now, Tangning, Song Yunshu and Xiaohuan.

"My lord, Miss Song, Miss Xiaohuan." Cheng Gong hurriedly stepped forward and saluted.

Wannu Bujialao was taken aback when he saw Tangning, and then he seemed to know something when he heard Cheng Gong's name.

Cheng Gong immediately introduced to Wannu Bujialao: "This is my Master Tang."

After confirming, Wannu Bugarao still couldn't believe it, because the young man in front of him was too young.

I can't believe it, I can't believe it, Wannu Bujialao is already old, and he has lived in the oyster mirror of Daming for so many years, so he understands some etiquette, so he saluted quickly and said: "Wannu Bujialao Law has seen your lord."

Tangning stood up, stretched out her hand and said, "Mr. Bugarao, you're welcome. Please sit down."

After Wannu Bugarao and his party sat down, Huang Dabiao immediately notified the waiter to serve the dishes.

Looking at the sumptuous dishes on the table, Wannu Bugarao seemed to have no appetite at all. He wanted to say something a few times, but was interrupted by Tangning and Cheng Gong's toast.

"Mr. Bogarao has worked hard all the way. Let's pad his stomach first. We'll talk about the rest later. We have plenty of time. Come, drink, eat..."

After a few rounds, Wannu Bugarao, who was too strong to drink, was already a little smoked.

Wannu Bugarao often dealt with Ming people, but this was the first time he had seen Tangning's style. However, he felt that this young man looked more like a playboy.

There are two young and beautiful girls on the left and one on the right, drinking and eating without any scruples about their image, "Oh, my God, what did that guy take out?"

"Come on, Mr. Bugarao, I have a good thing, smoke one." Tangning took out a cigarette and handed it over.

Wannu Bugarao took it with some confusion.

Except for the two girls Song Yunshu and Xiaohuan, Tangning gave one to each of them, then stuffed one into her mouth and lit it with a lighter.

A table of people, except for Song Yunshu and Xiaohuan, the others including Cheng Gong, all stared wide-eyed.

Wannu Bugarao still had some insight. He carefully looked at the small scroll in his hand, and then said in shock: "This is, is this tobacco?"

Tangning nodded earnestly, "Of course, Mr. Bugarao, try it, it will taste better than the one you smoked."

As a Portuguese, Wannu Bogarao is naturally no stranger to tobacco, but this is the first time he has seen this kind of cigarette, and he has never heard of it before.

Smoking has long been popular among Europeans, and Wannu Bogarao is also addicted to cigarettes. He seems to have forgotten what he is going to do, and puts the cigarette in his mouth directly, wanting to try this completely different style of cigarette.

Tangning pointed to the cigarette in Wannu Bugarao's mouth, and said, "Mr. Bugarao, change the other end and put the non-tobacco end in your mouth."

Wannu Bugarao was taken aback for a moment, took down the cigarette and looked at it again, only to find that the two ends of the cigarette were different, one of them had no tobacco, and he didn't know what it was inside.

After adjusting one end, she put the end of the filter in her mouth. Tangning had already lit the lighter, and directly handed the torch to Wannu Bugarao.

Wannu Bugarao froze again, his eyes widened, and this was something he had never seen before.

Wannu Bugarao carefully took the metal lighter with dancing flames, inspected it carefully, and after confirming that he really did not recognize it, he carefully asked, "Master Tang, what is this?"

"It's called a lighter."

Wannu Bugarao pondered for a while, and then said seriously: "But, this is the first time I saw you in Daming."

Tangning laughed and said, "Of course, because Daming doesn't have it anywhere else, only I have it."

Cheng Gong on the side nodded approvingly, and added: "Indeed, it's the first time I've seen these cigarettes and lighters."

Wannu Bugarao was still a little puzzled, he carefully lit the cigarette, and took a light puff.

For old smokers, the taste of cigarettes is pure or not, just take a sip to know.

It was also this sip that let Wannu Bogarao know that his previous decades of cigarettes were for nothing, and the previous cigarettes were simply dog ​​shit and cow dung.

Wannu Bugarao couldn't help taking a few sips, and immediately felt much lighter, and the fatigue of the journey dissipated a lot.

"Mr. Bugarao, how about my cigarettes?" Tangning asked with a smile.

Wannu Bugarao immediately gave a thumbs up and praised: "This is the most perfect tobacco I have ever smoked."

Tangning was very satisfied, and gestured to the others, "Everyone, feel free."

Wannu Bugarao was about to help Cheng Gong light the cigarette, but Cheng Gong waved his hand and said, "Mr. Bugarao, I don't smoke."

Wannu Bugarao then handed the lighter to other smokers around him, asking them to light their cigarettes one by one.

Suddenly, in the huge private room, clouds and fog were swallowed.

The last person who finished lighting the cigarette carefully handed the lighter to Tangning's hand. With a flick of her finger, Tangning closed the lid of the lighter and extinguished the flame. Then she played with it in her hand.

In fact, Tang Ning himself did not smoke. Even though there were more cigarettes in his arsenal than he could smoke in his lifetime, he never smoked.

Only in some special occasions, he will take the lead in smoking, such as now.

As for playing with lighters, he took the time to practice them specially for the purpose of pretending to be aggressive.

Tangning is not a person who likes to put on a show, unless he feels the need to put on a show, such as now.

Several of the people brought by Wannu Bugarao kept staring at the lighter in his hand, and even Wannu Bugarao himself glanced at it from time to time.

The work of a cigarette was very fast. After a while, Wannu Bujialuo's cigarette was exhausted, and Cheng Gong handed over his own cigarette with great insight.

Tangning flipped her palm and handed the lighter to Cheng Gong.

As soon as Cheng Gong took it, he said a little embarrassedly: "Master, how to use this lighter?"

"Open the top cover."

Cheng Gong tried several times before he found a way to open it.

"Press your thumb on that little wheel and slide down to turn the little wheel."

Cheng Gong tried a few times clumsily before turning on the lighter.

Rao President Cheng, who has seen the world, is like a child who has achieved results at this time, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Wannu Bugarao reached out to take the lighter from Cheng Gong, closed the lid, opened it again, and then tried to light the fire, which was the trick.

As the manager of the Bugarao Cannon Foundry, he can not only cast cannons, but also make precision objects such as clocks and watches, but he just couldn't understand the exquisite design of such a gadget, and the principle of use.

In his mind, if the cannon could be ignited in this way, it would definitely be a huge breakthrough in cannon casting technology.

Thinking of this, Wannu Bugarao's heart suddenly became hot, and he woke up a lot from the alcohol.

(End of this chapter)