Chapter 75: Strange Old Man

Chapter 75: Blame the old man

With more than 200,000 taels of silver in his hands at once, Tie Mo also recorded Hou Shilu's goodness in his heart.

Hou Shilu obviously also knew that he had recently recruited a large number of recruits, and Zhang Bei was in a state of ruin, and he was very short of money.

However, it is really surprising to get more than 200,000 taels of materials at once, no wonder they all say that war money is the most attractive, this is simply a huge profit.

Tiemo has been thinking about a question now, after encountering the chaotic party in the future, should he first let the chaotic party rob the gentry and the people, and then rob the chaotic party himself?

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After resting in Daizhou for a day, Tiemo informed Hou Shilu and took people to Yanmen Pass.

As soon as she arrived at Yanmen Pass, a small figure pounced, she was holding Tiemo's waist, her eyes were red.

Although Nunu went south with him, he was forcibly left in Shanyin County by Tiemo on the way. At this time, the war ended, and Zhou Dingshan took her over.

I don't know where Nunu inquired about, but I actually knew about Taiheling.

"Don't cry, isn't my brother fine?"

Nunu pouted, her little hands wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, she ignored Tie Mo, but squatted down and wrapped her hands around Mengmeng's neck.

"You drink wine and eat meat every day, and it's useless to the last bit!"

Meng Meng squinted, her head rubbing against Nunu, looking like she was enjoying it.

It's strange to say, most people are scared to death when they see Meng Meng, but Nunu is not afraid. The first time they met, they touched Mengmeng's head and called it fun, and Mengmeng didn't even resist, with a submissive pet face.

Sometimes the fate between humans and wolves is so mysterious that it is inexplicable.

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This time I came to Yanmen Pass, but I had something to do, the purpose was to find the old master who called the fire crazy.

Due to the defects of the firecracker, Tiemo continued to improve the firearm in his hand, and even wanted to make a new flintlock pistol if he could.

According to Hao Sanpao, the only thing to count on is Huo Lao Crazy.

Yanmen Pass has just experienced a military disaster, and it is not easy to find someone.

According to the inquiry, Huo Lao Crazy has not made fire guns for many years, and the workshop where he worked back then has also closed. Huo Lao Crazy came to Yanmen Pass from other places in the early years, and he was alone, coupled with his strange personality, there were very few people who were willing to deal with Huo Lao Mad.

Zhou Dingshan and the others inquired in Yanmen Pass for two days, but they didn't inquire about the address of Huo Lao Mad, and they didn't even know whether he was dead or alive.

Fortunately, on the third day, I finally had a clue.

I've heard that someone has seen Huo Lao Crazy, and it seems that Huo Lao Crazy has only recently returned from outside.

As long as the person is still not dead, in order to find Huo Lao Crazy, Tiemo went to Yanmen, under the banner of Mangui, and asked Yanmen to help find someone.

In the Yanmen Institute, Timangui is definitely more effective than Hou Shilu, and at present, the soldiers and horses of Datong Mansion stationed in Yanmen Pass have not been removed, and no one doubts Tiemo's identity.

With the help of the group of local snakes in the Yanmen Institute, the results were obtained in less than half a day.

Huo Lao Madness lives in the north of Yanmen Pass, and because it is still some distance from the town, he is lucky to have escaped a military disaster.

It is a relatively quiet courtyard with low blue brick walls and vermilion gates. Just looking at the courtyard wall, it is by no means an ordinary family.

To have such a courtyard must be a person from a wealthy family.

He knocked on the door, but no one answered. Ruan Sangou, who was anxious, pushed open the door directly, and as soon as Meng Meng's head straightened, he wanted to enter the hospital, but he never thought that his tail would be grabbed directly.

"Mengmeng, you let Lao Tzu stay behind, don't scare people!"

Meng Meng shrank back unconvinced, and a pair of eyeballs swept around Tiemo's waist.

When everyone entered the hospital, they couldn't help but be attracted by the environment of the hospital.

The two-storey building is staggered, with lush trees and birds perched on the branches. Near the south, a small pond is filled with lotus flowers.

Although the courtyard is small, it is elegant, standing in the center of the courtyard, there is a hint of bookish smell in the coolness.

This feeling is so strange, how could a firearms craftsman arrange the courtyard so elegantly?

Soon there was a sound of footsteps in the courtyard, and before the people arrived, they were already impatiently scolding.

"Who are you, why do you break into the old man's house, get out of the old man's ......"

Before he finished his words, Nunu, who had been following Tie Mo's side, had big eyes lit up and ran towards the steps, "Ah, Grandpa Zhao, is that you?" Is that you? ”

"Hey, girl, why are you?" An old man in a gray robe hugged Nunu in the crook of his arm with a look of surprise.

Walking up the steps, Tiemo glanced at the old man, and immediately recognized who this person was, isn't this the old man Zhao who was saved in Mantou Mountain?

Old man Zhao doted on Nunu, but after seeing Tiemo, his face was cold.

Tiemo feels very aggrieved, I haven't offended you, why don't you have a good face when you meet?

Signaling Zhou Dingshan and the others to retreat, Tie Mo reluctantly squeezed out a smile and arched his hand towards Old Man Zhao, "Old Zhao, can I ask you about someone?" ”

"Who are you looking for?"

"Fire old crazy, fire master, is he there?"

Old man Zhao stood up, took Nunu's little hand, looked at it with a pair of old eyes, and snorted coldly: "Here, the old man you are looking for is the old man." ”

"Huh?" Tiemo couldn't help but be a little confused, "But isn't your old man's surname Zhao?" ”

Old man Zhao shook his head a little helplessly, winked, and motioned for Tiemo to follow. As he walked into the house, he muttered: "It's because the old man loved to study firearms in his early years and was almost obsessed, so he got the nickname of the old man." The people in the town have been calling it this way, but after a long time, they have forgotten the real name of the old man. ”

Since he knew that Old Man Zhao was the old man, Tiemo's attitude was much more respectful. When I entered the house, I saw a teapot on the table, and I consciously filled a cup of tea for the old man.

The more respectful and attentive Tie Mo was, the more guarded Old Man Zhao became.

"Don't be busy, Tie Ye, what do you want to do?"

"Hey, your old man can just call the junior Xiao Tie, isn't this killing the junior by calling the son?"

Old man Zhao raised his eyebrows and directly pushed the teacup aside, "You say, what do you want to do with the old man?" If it's okay, please go back and let the old man stay with the girl for a while. ”

"Master Zhao, Old Man Zhao, I wonder if you can go to Zhangbei with the juniors to help the juniors teach craftsmen and improve the firecrackers?"

Although he was asking, his expression was unusually determined. In short, in order to improve the firearm and flintlock pistol, it was necessary to carry the old man Zhao to Zhangbei.

However, the old man Zhao was furious, "Please go back, this busy old man can't help, the old man hasn't touched the fire for many years." ”

"No, you can help, the juniors have asked someone, in the whole of Shanxi, if you talk about studying firearms, no one can compare to you!"

"Hey, the old man knows firearms very well, but the old man just doesn't want to help you!"

Tiemo was carrying the teapot, a little stunned, this old man was quite single.

Seeing that Old Man Zhao was so arrogant, the stunned strength in Tie Mo's bones also came up.

"Hey, if I don't invite you back, I won't leave!"

For a time, one old and one young, staring at each other with big eyes.

Nunu stood aside, pouting, not knowing who to help.