I kept the car at the speed of forty or fifty miles, and the rabbit could easily keep up with me. In addition, he had leisure to cure his Qi with me. He glanced at me and snorted at me all the time, because I always called it a rabbit. It seems that he cares very much.

    When no one was there, I rolled down the window and said to Xiang Yu, who was driving with me, "brother Yu, why do you think the rabbit still knows you? I don''t remember a horse among my customers."

    Xiang Yu said contentedly, "I don''t know. It''s enough as long as Xiao Hei can accompany me. To tell the truth, I don''t think it''s much worse than thinking about ah Yu."

    My heart said yes, you''ve ridden it all. This rabbit is unlucky enough. It was a horse in my previous life. I don''t say I''m still a horse in this life. Moreover, I''m ridden by the same person. The same person is the same person. It''s still so big. Isn''t it good for you to be a horse for Shiqian?

    At this time, the red light at an intersection in front of me was on. I quickly slowed down and shouted, "rabbit, run slowly!" At the intersection, Xiang Yu gently took the reins and the rabbit immediately stopped, which was much more convenient than me, but I found that Xiang Yu''s right hand was always rowing on the horse''s back consciously or unconsciously

    I said with a smile: "brother Yu, I''m continuously variable. Do you still want to pick up the gear?"

    Xiang Yu realized his little move, blushed and said, "it''s all your fault, boy. When he taught me to drive, he taught me to drive. When he said riding, I always want to pull the handbrake as soon as I stop, or I feel like I''ll slip away."

    After crossing the intersection and running forward for some time, I asked, "do you need to rest? After all, that''s real horsepower."

    Xiang Yu said proudly, "how far have you run? Your car is refueled. You can''t walk without fuel for a meter. Even if my horse is hungry, it can still run hundreds of miles."

    I asked, "you can ride a horse. There should be a place like a gas station. After you go in - excuse me, add 50 money."

    Xiang Yu said with a smile, "the post station is almost like this."

    "Do you want me to smoke and call?"

    "... an open fire must not be used. In order not to startle the animals, we can''t make a noise."

    It seems that the gas stations from ancient times to today are similar.

    I said, "really don''t have to rest?"

    Xiang Yu said, "no, I think Xiao Hei is a little worse than before, but he doesn''t run."

    "Now I find the rabbit and the horse will be solved. What are your specific requirements for the gun?"

    "Just sink enough!"

    This is not difficult for me. Can the forging technology at the end of Qin Dynasty do anything to embarrass our cross century generation? Although Xiang Yu''s gun was carefully made by a specially assigned person at that time, I estimate that the quality of the scrap material at the hand of the blacksmith is better than that of him.

    When we arrived at Yucai, Xiang Yu and I personally visited the subway craftsman''s house in Yicun village. The blacksmith''s children have been accepted by Yucai and are studying with Tang long. At the beginning, I always thought Tang Long''s doing this was a bit wrong for people''s children: what''s the use of learning a blacksmith in a modern society with rampant science and technology? But I found that I was very wrong. There are blacksmiths in the world, and their current name is: Foundry master. Most of them serve military factories and automobile manufacturing. A famous knife caster in the industry can usually fry tens of thousands of knives made by himself. If it''s a special day or the first sample, it''s even priceless. In addition, several famous cars in the world have always used "all manual" as gimmicks and selling points. In addition to seats and leather accessories, of course, they also need blacksmiths. After the crazy era of big industry, people began to believe in "handcraft" again. Especially for the rich, only things made by the same kind are more reliable and spiritual. Although it is sometimes less accurate than machines, it is more comfortable, safer and worth showing off.

    So being a blacksmith is promising, but your craft must at least be able to make things like handlebars and bows. As for the source of bicycles, you can learn another technology from Shiqian

    Of course the blacksmith knew me and knew that I was the leader of their children. He was very attentive. Without saying a word, he would take us to dinner. Because of the completely free policy of educating talents, I was very loved nearby and had the experience of being hard framed by my parents to eat many times. Now farmers have money. Inviting you to dinner is no longer killing a pig, but waving a taxi directly to the eight immortals building. Five or six hundred yuan of wine is on each bottle without blinking.

    I took the tea handed over by the blacksmith and said to him, "I want you to shoot a gun."

    The blacksmith immediately looked bitter: "it''s OK to fight, but do you have bullets?"

    I was stunned and realized that he had misunderstood. I said with a black line, "I''m talking about the gun used in the past -" I said with my hand and drew, "the one with a sharp point in front."

    Good guy, he thought I wanted him to beat me 81, but he dared to promise. It seems that the child is easy for me. It''s estimated that it''s not vague to give him whole uranium 235 and ask him to take white iron sheet for me to make an atomic bomb.

    The blacksmith suddenly relaxed: "that kind of gun?"

    "Can you call?"

    "It''s a piece of cake. Just make a model now."

    I said, "the gun is heavy, 130 kilograms."

    "The weight is not a problem, but the pole has to be thickened - who uses such a heavy guy?"

    Xiang Yu said, "I!" He showed the blacksmith the teacup. "It''s so thick. You''d better be careful."

    The blacksmith patted his chest and said, "it''s on me. This is also the craft uploaded by our ancestors. The red tassel sword film of the Anti Japanese war did not support the front line!"

    I said with a smile, "I''ll give you some ''loyal to serve the country'' uniforms after you finish." That''s the first generation of 300 school uniforms. There''s a lot left in the library.

    The blacksmith quickly waved his hand: "forget it. It makes people think it''s bad for me to reform."

    I smiled, "when can I get it?"

    The blacksmith touched his chin and said, "if you''re an ordinary person, you''ll have to spend a month or so, but teacher Xiao''s business can''t be delayed. Three days."

    Xiang Yu nodded with satisfaction. He knew that it would take three days to catch up with the workload. I really didn''t expect to experience the happiness of squeezing students'' parents in my life. I think our primary school teachers enjoyed it in those years. From the personnel appointment in the current class, we can reflect the current situation of the teacher''s life: the year he fell his leg. The son of a director of our municipal orthopedic hospital was honored as the monitor, but over the past years, his position has been topped by Li Ermo, the son of the director of the food factory. Li Ermo''s good scenery is not long, because our teacher''s lover is ectopic pregnancy. Although it''s not Li Ermo''s fault, who makes his mother happen to be a gynecologist? So Huang Sanya, the last to learn, took over the flag of the monitor. What makes us very sad is that our beloved head teacher may have suffered another misfortune at home: Huang Sanya was re elected that year

    Because my father is just an ordinary worker, he has been in a situation of little pain and no love in the long years of primary school. Later, my father had an idea and said that we also had relatives who were leaders: my uncle was from the crematory - I didn''t dare to tell our teacher.

    I put 2000 yuan on the table and said to the blacksmith, "whether it''s enough or not, I''ll trouble you."

    The blacksmith was shocked: "how can I charge the teacher''s money? Besides, it''s too much."

    I firmly left the money and said, "you can''t expect the money to be posted." As a lesson from the past, taking advantage of students can''t give birth to children. Steamed stuffed buns and I are old and can''t stand the toss.

    Out of the blacksmith''s house, Xiang Yu said, "I have to be with Xiao heiduo in these three days. Cultivate more tacit understanding."

    I said, "by the way, I changed the problem of gear picking." If you start with Lv Bu and turn the horse''s head with a gun in one hand and reverse gear in the other, you must let others poke it down.

    At this time, my phone rang. I saw it was from the bar. I said, "it seems that there are new people again. Why don''t you go with me?"

    Xiang Yu said, "I won''t go. Walk the horse and pick me up when you come back."

    At the bar, sun Sixin was used to it and didn''t wait for me to ask. Put your hand in.

    Among the people who came back here were two old men and a burly man. Looking at his age, Liu Laoliu accompanied him.

    I hurried forward to salute. I know that these groups of people are big intellectuals and care about this, so I have to make a good impression before meeting.

    Liu Laoliu pointed to me and said, "guys, this is Xiaoqiang."

    An old man in the seat politely saluted me back. The other old man didn''t know what he was thinking. Half a beat slower than him, the big man''s temples are a little gray, about 50 years old, but now he can only be regarded as a middle-aged man. He put one hand on the table and nodded at me.

    Even if I have received hundreds of customers, I still have curiosity. After all, they are all thunderous names. Much more thunder, not only not numb. And a little addicted, I smiled and asked the first old man, "what do you call it?"

    The old man is very cultured. It can be seen that it is the kind of great Confucian who is polite to everyone but has his own character. He said with a smile: "my surname is Yan and the word is Qingchen." Liu Laoliu said to me, "it''s Yan Zhenqing." Then he said to Yan Zhenqing, "old Yan, this is a white Ding. Don''t talk to him in the future."

    "Yan Zhenqing? Liu Gongquan has been here for several days," I said slightly I didn''t expect that I could get together the "Yan Jin and Liu Gu" so soon. I don''t know how familiar they are. I didn''t expect Yan Zhenqing to say blankly, "Liu Gongquan, who?"

    Liu Laoliu despised me and said to me, "they are decades away."

    I haven''t seen it. What do you say together? History really doesn''t take decades seriously.

    As in the last time, when hearing Yan Zhenqing''s name, another old man stood up and respectfully saluted him, saying, "I didn''t expect Yan Lugong to be here. I''m rude."

    He looked older than Yan Zhenqing, which showed that this man should become famous later. I thought hard and said, "when I came to this place, I only according to my age, not according to the dynasty. In the future, you can match your brother - may I have your name?"

    The latter old man only talked with Yan Zhenqing. It seems that he is also a keen calligraphy lover. When I asked, he just said "Zhang Zeduan".

    Zhang Zeduan, the picture of the river during the Qingming Festival!

    Even I, Bai Ding, know that there are basically no lightweight people these days. In the starry sky of history, they are all bright stars, but stars and stars are also different. Wu Daozi and Yan Liben are praised because of their amazing skills, and their contributions are more about creating a genre, Zhang Zeduan''s painting of the river during the Qingming Festival can be regarded as a masterpiece in any sense. With this painting, he can cover the light of the painters of the Northern Song Dynasty.

    I was stunned for a while and saw that Zhang Dashen didn''t pay much attention to me. Although the old man painted well, I found that he was a little dull and far less accommodating than Yan Zhenqing.

    I had to turn my head to the last half old man, who was tall, red and black, with long hair scattered over his shoulders and bright eyes, but sometimes the light flashed out was too fierce and a little cunning. If one writes and the other draws as last time, the rest should be a doctor, but I don''t think the old man is like Sun Simiao, let alone Li Shizhen. Watching him randomly point his hand on the table, I suddenly realized that most of them are playing the piano.

    I bent over and asked him, "what''s your name?"

    The man played the drums of attack on the table, looked at me and said, "Wu Sangui."