Behind the iron gate are neatly lined up rows of earthen houses. Compared with the Lishui Village where Huangsha and others are staying, the conditions here are much better. In Lishui Village, basically, wooden sticks are used to build meadows, and a thatched house is formed. When it doesn't rain, it can barely live in people. Once it rains, it rains outside the house and inside the house. Huangsha used the remaining wooden boards when making water trucks to build several wooden houses for those women. They dug some earth holes on a slope deep in Lishui, which gave these people a nest. Sometimes, they thought that they were even worse than wild animals in the mountains, which directly caused the extremely high mortality rate in Lishui Village in the past few years.

After a little red cloud appeared in the sky, a man dressed neatly, wearing a yellow scarf on his head, and his arms were strong and his short and concise figure beat the cymbals on his other hand with a wooden stick tied with red cloth at the end. A 'clang' of pearls fell on the jade plate, and the heart-wrenching sound of penetration continued to echo between the earthen umbrella rooms.

Huangsha, Huanghe originally thought that the scene would become chaotic next time, just like when Lishui Village was working, but in fact, it was beyond their expectations. Men dressed like the man holding a cymbal just now came out of the earthen umbrella room, but they had silk scarves of different colors tied on their heads. At this time, they were walking into the area that had been designated in advance in an orderly manner. In just a moment, the empty square was silently filled with black people. The whole process was so fast that Huangsha was amazed.

Regarding the arrival of Huangsha and Huanghe, everyone stretched their necks and looked at them curiously. However, after they found that they were as unbearable as beggars, their original curiosity turned into contempt and disdain.

A man in charge on the stage named the team. From the verbal answers of those people, Huangsha and Huanghe realized that these people were divided into six major departments: the Bow and Crossbow Courtyard, Armor Courtyard, Siege Equipment Courtyard, Weapon Courtyard, Fire Equipment Courtyard, and Vest Courtyard. Huanghe and Huangsha were naturally arranged to the Armor Courtyard, and Gao Qianchi even asked them for a separate yard. After all, with the face of the relatives of the noble minister, these people had to make special arrangements. What's more, Gao Qianchi brought a lot of gold. This thing is not as good as in Lishui Village. Once it is lost, it can only be considered unlucky. After the military weapon prison, they provoked them, and they were undoubtedly stabbed a hornet's nest. Don't look at the regular morning

, but in private, they were completely different. These people artificially divided themselves into three factions, one was the "wolf-capturing" and the other was the "tiger tiger-hunting", and the last one was the "chuan mouse". The first two factions learned a little fur skills and praised themselves for being omnipotent; the latter factions were real craftsmen. Since they were robbed from Chengdu by Dali people, generations of people who have inherited the past and continued to maintain their ingenuity and meticulously completed various skills, but were ridiculed by the nobles as ignorant of their ability. They just laughed it off. The only way for craftsmen is to make the most convincing military weapon day after day, and to be tempered day by day, can they make the most convincing military weapon. The ancient saying is called "not crazy, not living."

Now there are only three months left before Gao Xiang's 60th birthday. Drawing the gold thread is a job that requires a very meticulous job. Too heavy strength is easy to break, and too light strength. Before the golden thread is pulled, the melted gold condenses and forms again. How to quickly finish the thread like a cocoon in a limited time has become the biggest threshold that bothered the two of them to make gold thread clothes.

Once the golden thread breaks in the middle, the golden thread at the breakpoint will soon form black stains, and the beauty of the whole golden thread clothes will be greatly reduced. Gao Xiang is not a person who has never seen good things. If he acts carelessly, it is equivalent to making Gao Qianchi never stand out. It can be imagined that Huangsha and Huanghe will never be as free as today in Lishui Village. Therefore, this time the golden thread clothes are completely unacceptable to Huangsha and the Yellow River.

The two tried for seven consecutive days and remained at the origin. The two of them were very upset and ran out to the yard for some breath. The leaves fell from a sycamore tree in the yard. The dry autumn breath did not reduce this annoyance by a little. Instead, it added a bit of separation and sorrow. The years did not know the taste of sorrow. Not long ago, the tree was full of golden colors. In just seven days, there was no yellow leaf left on the whole tree, which really echoed the saying, "The autumn wind and autumn rain are so sad, and I sit alone in the cold night."

Just as the two of them felt the sad autumn under the sycamore tree and sighed, a noise came from outside, Huangsha, and Huanghe did not want to intervene in the right and wrong, but later the two groups of people seemed to be getting more and more fierce, and even heard the sound of fists and feet adding up, they couldn't help but open the main door and walked out.

"The son of the turtle is poking." Huangsha, Huanghe knew that he should be from the "Chuan Mouse" faction when he heard the tone of this person. However, he had a pair of panda eyes on his face at this moment, and he was still in a posture of conquering people with virtue and bullying people with power. Seeing that this person was just talking skillfully, he didn't know whether it was the "Catching Wolf" or the "Tiger Hunting" faction who took advantage of the situation and punched the "Chuan Mouse" again. The force of this punch was extremely strong, and it directly knocked off several front teeth of the other party.

Huang Sha couldn't help laughing. Chengdu people seem to have maintained the elegant demeanor of a gentleman who has spoken and not acted. But do you really have to endure the fist that has been bullied in the face? You can't bear it anymore and no longer need to endure it. Perhaps you will have the possibility of survival.

"Hahaha, I don't know who became a turtle son now." Before the 'Chuan Rat' had time to get up, the other two pressed it into a wooden basin next to it. The wooden basin was extremely narrow. After the 'Chuan Rat' was stepped on by someone with his feet, he seemed to be stuck for a while. The 'Chuan Rat' with his claws was like a turtle that was turned over by someone. The scene was so awkward and embarrassing, and even the 'Chuan Rat' who had just cursed was quiet, trying hard to turn over or remove the wooden basin on his back that made him feel ashamed.

"Let me tell me, is it because your gun is powerful or grandpa's wooden armor." The man who stepped on the "Chuan mouse" into the basin became arrogant and domineering for a moment, as if he had to make the other party admit that the so-called wooden armor he made here was the most powerful.

Huangsha, Huanghe has been standing in the crowd and listening silently to the entire cause of the matter. Later, from the noise of the crowd, he realized that there was a so-called technical competition among the faction. The nobles' children were naturally arrogant and were not allowed to point fingers at what they created. This "Chuan mouse" is also a young man who is not afraid of a tiger. He pointed out the disadvantages of many battles between the wooden man armor. This was originally a good thing, but those nobles had no tolerance and forced to say that the white was black and the black one was painted white, which made the situation where they were talking with their fists.
Chapter completed!