I am an anchor in the Three Kingdoms

……

All the way fast.

To the small mountain village.

Villagers can be seen everywhere using the latest farm tools.

Efficiency has improved a lot.

In addition to irrigating with the bobbin cart, they can also rely on a big tree, taking advantage of the shade and blowing the cool wind.

A pleasant sight.

Seeing the fifth son and his party, they all stood up and bowed to salute.

After all, the fact that they have so much spare time is closely related to the new farm tools of the fifth son.

"Brother Cao Lin, the keel waterwheel is almost ready, right?"

Cao Xiong asked casually.

Cao Lin said "En", "In the past few days, my brother sent someone to bring it to them."

Cao Xiong nodded.

soon.

Arrived at the familiar village.

Today, no one is trying to "climb the dragon's gate"

This village seemed very quiet.

"Dang! Dang!"

Cao Xiong knocked on the firewood door and made a loud noise.

The chai gate opened slowly.

"Well... Fifth Young Master."

It was still the little boy.

However, this time he can already call Cao Xiong accurately.

"There is a legend about Laotong..."

Cao Xiong hadn't finished speaking yet.

All I could hear was a rough sound.

"come in…"

It was the voice of the old servant.

Cao Xiong and his entourage entered the courtyard one by one.

"The fifth son is planning to kidnap my master this time?"

Seeing so many people around Cao Xiong, Dian Rong snorted dissatisfiedly.

Cao Xiong smiled lightly, but did not reply.

Been in touch with this guy a few times.

I always feel that it seems that because of the Cao family, this old servant is very unwelcome to him.

"Dare to ask? The Cao family didn't offend Your Excellency, did they?"

"It didn't offend me, it offended my brother."

Dian Rong didn't hide anything.

He was also thinking about making the little boy's voice louder, so as to disturb the master's lunch break.

"Who is your brother?"

Cao Xiong asked curiously.

"My name is Dianrong, and my cousin is Dianwei."

When Dianwei was mentioned, Dianrong snorted again, and a trace of anger rose.

no wonder...

One Lu, two Zhao, three Dianwei, four passes, five horses, six Zhang Fei...

Daringly, this is Dian Wei's cousin who ranks third in the armed forces of the Three Kingdoms...

No wonder they are so unwelcome.

The change in Wancheng back then, if it weren't for Cao Cao's greed for Zhang Xiu's sister-in-law, Mrs. Zou.

Where would Dian Wei be decapitated?

It is estimated that with his iron fist, the world has already been shocked.

"That...uh...sorry."

On behalf of his father, Cao Xiong saluted as an apology.

"If you have anything to say, just say it, if you don't have anything to say, get out of here..."

Dian Rong's words were still very unpleasant.

"You guy, don't you plan to let us into the house?"

Cao Zhi couldn't see it, so he took a step forward and asked sharply.

Cao Xiong tried to stop him again, but he couldn't stop him.

"Master is taking a nap now.

You can choose to break in and wake him up, or you can choose to fuck off now. "

"We chose to wait here for your master to get up."

Cao Lin said.

"Hahaha!" Dianrong laughed.

"Sorry, gentlemen, there is no such option!"

"You are too domineering."

Cao Lin complained dissatisfied.

Unexpectedly, Dianrong stood up and said loudly: "In this Zhuangzi, I have the final say!"

Chapter 571 The Dream of a Peak Blacksmith!black iron manufacturing diagram

Quarrel in the manor.

Woke up the old man who was taking a nap...

At this time, Long Lao's expression was very ugly.

His face was full of anger.

For more than ten years, no one dared to disturb his dream.

Just about to open the door and go out, he yelled loudly.

But he heard the voice of Cao Xiong, the fifth son in the manor.

"Since Senior Dianrong didn't welcome us, the five sons left this volume of "Black Iron Manufacturing Map".

The five sons ascended the Dragon Gate, originally intending to ask Elder Long if anyone in this world could build this.

The next time I visit the door, I only hope to get a reply from Elder Long.

It's better to make Wu Zi completely die of this heart. "

Hmm... black iron manufacturing map?

For a moment, through the crack of the door, Long Lao glanced out the window with great interest.

To know…

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, black iron was almost as precious as gold.

As long as it is related to the manufacture of Xuantie, it must be the most precious treasure in the world.

Unexpectedly, the young master in front of him could have a roll.

If so, it's nothing.

That young master is willing to leave such a precious black iron manufacturing plan in the manor, this courage is extraordinary.

Long Lao stopped the thought of pushing the door out.

He really wanted to know whether the five sons were just talking, or if they really did.

Through the crack of the door.

The fifth son, Cao Xiong, carefully took out the "Black Iron Manufacturing Map" from his arms and handed it to Dian Rong.

Then, as soon as he turned around, he planned to walk out the door.

Huh... really want to leave?

Old Long's heart trembled.

However, Cao Xiong turned around quickly.

He walked back with big strides.

Lie…

The corner of Long Lao's mouth raised a smile. In his opinion, it was the Fifth Young Master who was reluctant.

But, having said that, who would give up such a precious manufacturing drawing?

"Senior Dianrong..."

Seeing Cao Xiong walking back, Dianrong tightened his grip on the "Making Diagram of Black Iron" in his hand.

How could he not know the weight of this volume of manufacturing drawings.

How many blacksmiths, throughout their lives, may not have seen the manufacturing drawings with the word "Xuan Tie".

"What? Regret it?"

Dian Rong frowned and asked impatiently.

"No!"

Cao Xiong smiled lightly.

"I have to ask Senior Dianrong to bring a sentence."

"What?"

"The fifth son prepared [-] catties of high-quality black iron and asked Mr. Xialong.

Is it sent here?

Or where? "

Cao Xiong's words were calm.

It can be heard in Dianrong's ears, but it is deafening...

Even took two steps back.

be nice...

Twenty thousand catties of black iron.

I'm afraid the selling price alone should be more than one billion coins conservatively, right?

The price is probably still low.