Zhu Chao accompanied me to watch short videos

Chapter 54: Start the chicken?

Han Dynasty.

Liu Che: “???”

Can we go to Maoling by the way?

How could such cold words come out of that small, peach-like mouth?

The gloating smile on Liu Che's face had not yet disappeared, but after hearing these words, he seemed to have his acupoints pressed and froze in place.

He turned his head stiffly and looked at Wei Qing: "She didn't say Maoling just now. It must not be Maoling, right!"

Wei Qing did not answer, but just looked quietly at the mountains of medicines, thinking that even if he finished taking these medicines, he didn't know if they could cure Liu Che's temper.

No answer is the best answer, Liu Che cursed angrily.

"Grass!!!"

……

reality.

"No! It's too late, too late!"

Luo Li picked up the phone and ran downstairs in a hurry with the box.

Because of the rambling during the live broadcast and her procrastination, it was soon almost noon.

Seeing that time was running out, Luo Li didn't even put on makeup. She just grabbed a hat, put it on and ran out.

The ancient people in the live broadcast room were in a miserable situation.

I just felt a terrible bumpy feeling in front of my eyes. The up and down jumping was more uncomfortable than riding a horse. After watching for a while, I just felt dizzy and nauseous and wanted to vomit.

Fortunately, Luo Li’s useless physique could not run any longer after just a short while, otherwise the guys in the live broadcast room would have vomited their breakfast.

"Girl, hurry up and get out."

Just when Luo Li was about to muster up all her strength and continue running for another twenty meters, a middle-aged woman riding an electric three-wheeled motorcycle slowly caught up with Luo Li.

After seeing who was coming, Luo Li breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the aunt with a smile: "Auntie Wang, please give me a ride, I'll drive the car."

Wang Ma is the dormitory manager of Luo Li's dormitory building. Usually, when there are discarded bottles and express boxes in Luo Li's dormitory, she will deliver them to Wang Ma, so the two have a good relationship.

"No problem, come up."

Aunt Wang stopped the car, helped Luo Li lift the box onto the three-wheeled motorcycle, and supported her steadily.

"Hehe, thank you Aunt Wang for your great kindness!" Luo Li said with a grin.

Mother Wang glared at her unhappily.

"You're still talking nonsense. You'll miss the bus soon and you'll cry someday."

"Then I'll have to ask Aunt Wang to drive me to the school gate. I've already called a car."

Wang Ma didn't waste any time, she got on the three-wheeled motorcycle, stepped on the accelerator, and turned into Fujiwara Takumi, and then...

"Please be careful when reversing, please be careful when reversing~"

A breeze blew by, ruffling Luo Li's bangs.

Luo Li: “…”

Wang Ma: "..."

"Ahem, I made a mistake. Let's try again."

Mother Wang coughed twice and shifted the gear again. This time, nothing went wrong. The three-wheeled motorcycle sped all the way to the school gate at a terrifying speed of up to 20 miles per hour.

This made the ancient people in the live broadcast room envious.

Especially those who have a special liking for mounts, their drooling with envy is about to flow out at this moment.

This mount is good.

No human or animal power is required.

Moreover, it can talk!

In the past few days, they have seen a lot of modern means of transportation through short videos, such as ships, high-speed railways, etc., but those are too far away for them and obviously cannot be produced in their time.

On the contrary, this three-wheeled vehicle is small and practical. If they can figure out its principle, maybe they can make one.

[Renzong's General of the Northern Expedition: Hello, host, how does this thing you are sitting on move? ]

After Zhu Di sent out his comments, he anxiously waited for Luo Li's reply.

Although this vehicle is a bit slow, it can carry heavy loads and people, making it a magical tool for conquering the northern desert.

"How did you move?" Luo Li was a little confused by the question.

I suddenly realized, "Oh, you're asking if it's fuel or electric, right? This is electric, and fuel-powered three-wheelers are rare nowadays."

Electric?

Now it was Zhu Di's turn to be confused.

Did later generations even tame thunder and lightning?

There is no need to think about it, they definitely cannot do it at this stage.

However, this car seems to still run on oil, so maybe there is still some hope.

[Renzong's General of the Northern Expedition: Host, I live in a remote mountain village, I'm relatively poor and have no experience. What kind of oil does the oil-burning three-wheeled motorcycle you mentioned use? ]

As soon as Zhu Di finished speaking, he noticed the intriguing looks from Zhu Gaochi and others nearby, and he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

He scolded, "What are you looking at? Isn't it for the good of our Ming Dynasty that I cry poor?"

Generally speaking, Zhu Di was reluctant to post barrages, as he was afraid that his father would see them and scold him on the public screen, or take his anger out on little Zhu Di.

But there is no way now. He likes the three-wheeled motorcycle too much. He can't even imagine how great it would be if he could form a three-wheeled motorcycle transport team.

"You, and you, ask all of you together!" Zhu Di instructed his sons to swipe the screen with him.

Under the tyranny of Zhu Di, the younger ones had no choice but to obey.

[Haosheng Sunwang Sandai: I am also from a small place, I want to ask, is this oil made of lard? ]

[The First Clay Pot Chicken in the Ming Dynasty: I want to know how this three-wheeled chicken is made. Is it difficult? ]

First Crock Pot Chicken?

What do you mean?

Zhu Gaoxu, who was posting a barrage for the first time, was confused when he saw his online name. Could it be because he loved eating clay pot chicken?

But he doesn’t like to eat it!

Luo Li saw the comments of the three people and chuckled: "Good fellow, am I a part of your play? How come Judy's whole family is here, and they are all pretending to be from a small place, right?"

Luo Li didn't believe that they were from a small place. Each of them played a more ridiculous joke than the other. Could it be that they had never seen a three-wheeled vehicle in real life?

But she still answered the questions one by one. Since she had nothing to do at the moment, she just regarded it as a show effect.

"If I remember correctly, fuel-powered three-wheeled vehicles should use gasoline. It seems that there are also some that use diesel, but not many."

"As for how it was built, you're asking the wrong person. I'm a history major and I know nothing about mechanics. I just know there should be an engine inside."

Hearing this, Zhu Gaoxu's clever brain immediately took over the high ground.

As the name suggests, the starting chicken relies on the power of the chicken.

It turns out that this three-wheeled vehicle does not rely on the power of the animals, but hides the animals inside.

After he expressed his guess, the air suddenly became quiet.

Zhu Di and Zhu Gaochi did not say anything. They just walked to Zhu Gaoxu with complicated expressions and patted his shoulder. Zhu Gaosui also patted him on the shoulder when he saw this.

Zhu Zhanji was not so lucky. Just as he mustered up the courage to follow suit, before he could even reach out his hand, Zhu Gaoxu kicked him far away.

"What do you mean? You make it seem like I'm hopeless!"

Zhu Gaoxu was angry, his eyes were as big as bells. Although these people didn't say anything, it seemed as if they had said everything!

"It's okay, second brother. From now on...if you need anything in Japan, just tell me, big brother."

Over the years, the two of them have been fighting for that position, but now there is no need to fight anymore. Zhu Gaochi thinks it is better to be nicer to his second brother.

Then he ordered Zhu Zhanji: "Hurry up and go to the street to buy two servings of clay pot chicken for your second uncle."

"okay."