C251 The Spring of Four Years

251st Chenghua, Four Years of Spring

Returning back from the backyard, Wu Youwei found Wan Tong looking at the thing he drew.

"Is this a barrel of fire?" Wan Tong held up the thing and asked Wu Youwei: "But it doesn't seem like it? Fire Rod? "Why is there no chance?"

"This is called a gun." Wu Youjiu thought for a moment. "Correct. It's called a pistol