After Li Jingshui went down, I walked up to the podium again and said a little shyly: "Our meeting is over today, and at the end I still have some personal matters that I would like to ask for help from a few people here." I took out the fax that Yan Jingsheng handed me and said, "I'm going to get married in a few days, I thought about it for a while, this invitation has to ask Wang Yanliu and the three teachers to worry about it, and it is not appropriate for you to teach in the school and I want to use those machines to print again." ”

Everyone heard that I was going to get married, and once again set off an uproar, and a few old men who were named by me heard me say this, and sure enough, they were happy to straighten their beards, and let a few gods help me write invitations, which I had already thought about, and I am now a part of Yucai, and the invitations should be more exquisite, to highlight the humanities and heritage, speaking of writing invitations, there is also a sad thing, saying that I have a friend who got married the year before last, and he has many friends, and asked me to help him fill out the invitation before marriage, but it is just to write a date and then write a name of the person who was invited and the name of the hotel. I went to help write more than 20 sheets, my friend and his father took it and looked at it for a long time and then left without saying a word, and then I overheard the old man and my friend said: "These 20 people will call to inform us......" and then lit a fire to burn the more than 20 invitations, and there were words in his mouth: "To make people think that I wrote this word, where do I put my old face?" "Since then, I have become ill, except to go to the bank, I will not write by hand, my words on the market are definitely less than those calligraphers who are thousands of words, and in view of the many strokes of the two characters "Xiao Qiang", I especially envy our classmate called "Ding Yi" in middle school......

Of course, please ask the masters to help me write a post, don't worry about their identity being recognized, this is the bottom limit, in fact, I have been contradictory, on the one hand, I am afraid that the works of the masters will flow out and bring me trouble, but on the other hand, I don't want to let them miss out on this era, how many calligraphy lovers and even calligraphy can only copy those posts that have been copied without aura, so that Wang Xizhi and them have more works, how much can they contribute to traditional culture? So I came up with a compromise solution that was to let them write a lot of irrelevant content in their own penmanship, such as "study hard and make progress every day" being an example.

Although a few old men were happy to help, considering that they were not familiar with simplified Chinese characters, I asked Xiao Rang to assist them in their work, and the heroes also shouted that they were going to let go of drinking that day, and it seemed that there was no need to worry about someone pouring me wine that day.

After the meeting ended, the three famous doctors consulted Mulan, and finally ...... after arguing and studying for half an hour The reason is that they all insist that they are right, and there are great differences on certain medicines, and finally Hua Tuo temporarily withdrew and decided to use acupuncture to help Mulan, Bian Que and An Daoquan said that they should write a prescription for each person, and the patient will make the final evaluation. In terms of the times, Bian Que was earlier than the last two, and Hua Tuo and An Daoquan also respected him, but when it came to specific medical treatment, these old men really had a bit of "I love my predecessors, but I love the truth more".

Overall, this meeting deepened the mutual understanding and affection, and of course, it also broadened the historical knowledge for some people who were born earlier, so that they really "knew 500 years before and 500 years later", and in view of the success of this conference, we decided to hold an internal meeting of customers once a week in the future, and if there are new people, we will hold a small welcome meeting, and this has gradually become a routine.

As soon as I finished calling Liu Bang and conveyed his greetings to Su Wu by the way, the blacksmith's son pushed the door and ran in, saw me at a glance, and said, "Mr. Xiao, my father said that the gun you want is ready." ”

Xiang Yu didn't say a word and strode out, and the heroes asked me one after another: "What do you want a gun for?" ”

"Brother Yu is going to fight a duel with Er Fat." As I spoke, I followed Xiang Yu to the blacksmith shop.

"Who is Er Fat?" Zhang Shun said inexplicably.

"Lu Bu!"

The heroes suddenly made a big uproar, and shouted as they ran after us: "What kind of enmity do they have? "Even Yan Zhenqing and Wu Daozi also ran out, Chu Overlord fought against Lu Bu, as long as people who know these two names will definitely not want to miss it, regardless of civil and military.

When we arrived at the blacksmith shop, a big gun taller than a person was placed in the most conspicuous place, Xiang Yu ran up and picked it up, and looked carefully, the blacksmith was obviously very confident in his craft, and sat there and said with a smile: "How is it, are you satisfied?" ”

Xiang Yu put the big gun flat on his chest, lowered his head and rubbed the body of the gun, it seemed that he was very satisfied with the weight, but nothing else.

This big gun, the head of the gun is more than half longer than the ordinary head of the gun, it is covered with hemp lines, the body of the gun is slightly thinner than the mouth cup, the neck and tail of the gun are golden.

Tang Long stepped out of the crowd and stretched out his hand to Xiang Yuyi and said, "I'll take a look." He took the gun in his hand and praised, "Good weight!" Then he looked at the head of the gun and said in surprise: "This is actually a serious Damascus steel, we will not have this steel, this is a thing that sharpens iron like clay." He looked at the body of the gun again and said, "Well, although the swallow is gold-plated, it has also cost a lot of money." "When I heard him say this, I understood that the blacksmith had put all the 2,000 dollars in his work.

The blacksmith stood up and said with a little excitement, "Expert! ”

The blacksmith's son exclaimed, "That's our teacher." ”

Tang Long didn't let go after looking at it for a long time, smacked his lips and said, "It's a pity that this gun still can't fight." ”

The blacksmith was stunned and said, "War? Who still fights with this thing now? The tip of the gun is made of steel, which is also for wear resistance. ”

Tang Long's words seemed to be about Xiang Yu's heart, he put his hand on Tang Long's shoulder and asked, "Then do you think you can change it?" ”

Tang Long said: "Of course you can." ”

"How long does it take?"

Tang Long took off his coat and said, "It's just a matter of time." He shouted to the crowd of heroes, "Come on two strong ones!" ”

Xiang Yu said: "I'm counted as one." ”

Li Kui rolled up his sleeves and rushed out of the crowd and said, "What are you calling me for?" ”

Tang Long said: "Shake the bellows." ”

The rural blacksmith still uses the furnace that shakes the bellows in the past, Xiang Yu and Li Kui sit on the two tuyeres on the left and the right, but fortunately, they don't need any skills in this job, just throw off their arms and play hard.

Tang Long saw that the fire in the furnace gradually became dazzling, and suddenly grabbed the tail of the gun and put the first half of the gun body in, and the blacksmith exclaimed, "What are you doing?" ”

Tang Long ignored him, quietly watched the gun gradually turn red, and then grabbed a handful of iron powder and held it to his mouth, raised the red gun body out of flames, and carefully blew the iron powder in his hand on it, the gun body was black and red, flickering, blowing repeatedly for a while, Tang Long quenched the place where the iron powder was blown in the bucket, and everyone, including the blacksmith, didn't know what he was going to do, only watched from the side.

The first half was quenched, Tang Long grabbed the head of the gun and concocted the second half in the same way, and when the whole gun was finished, the barrel of the gun was full of fine iron slag, I felt the pricking of my hand when I touched it, and I asked him: "Can this gun still work?" ”

Tang Long took the gun to the sand outside and threw it, then rolled the gun in the sand and grinded it for a while, picked it up and wiped it with the corner of his clothes, and then looked at the iron powder, which had become a smooth small particle and fused with the gun body, and looking at it, these iron powder were not blown up indiscriminately, but meandered into a curve, and now it looks like an oolong coiled on the gun, so that the long gun body no longer looks monotonous, and most importantly, it has changed from a work of art to a murderous weapon.

The blacksmith immediately asked shamelessly, "Master, what use do you have to do this except for beauty?" ”

Tang Long pointed the gun at him and said, "In this way, the friction between the hand and the barrel of the gun can be increased, and the most important thing is that in winter, the iron body will no longer be so agitated, and it will prevent it from freezing on the ground after it catches the water." ”

The blacksmith was dumbfounded when he heard this, and he patted his son next to him, who was also stunned: "Follow the master well in the future, do you hear?" ”

Tang Long smiled slightly, carefully opened the tip of the gun on the grinding wheel, and solemnly handed it to Xiang Yu: "Brother Xiang, are you still satisfied?" ”

Xiang Yu played with the gun for a while, and finally said in a deep voice: "With this gun in hand, the fat man is only afraid that he will be unlucky." Speaking of this, Xiang Yu casually threw the gun into my arms, took out the phone to dial, and I soon heard the voice of the second fat: "Hey? ”

"My horse has been found, my gun is gone, when will I fight?"

Er Fat thought for a moment and said, "What do you say? ”

Xiang Yu snorted and said, "It's better to pick and say, I think it's good today." ”

Me: "......"

Er Fat said: "Wait a minute, I'll ask what our boss means." ”

I blushed and had a thick neck: "......"

After a while, Er Fat said: "Okay, our boss also agreed, two hours later, in his villa in Chunkong Mountain, can you find it?" ”

I put my hands on the pedals: "......"

Xiang Yu said: "A word is a certainty. ”

He hung up the phone, looked around and wondered, "Hey, where's my gun?" ”

I'm dying: "......"

Xiang Yu glanced at the ground, picked up the gun pressed against my chest, and said with a smile: "Xiaoqiang, what are you doing lying on the ground?" When he saw that I was not up, he leaned down and put his ear to my mouth and asked, "Did you have something to say just now, what do you want to say?" ”

It took me a long time before I said, "Suppress ...... Crush Lao Tzu! ”

(To be continued)