Chapter 123: The Old Man Comes

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Qingsong Daoren asked suspiciously when he first entered the study, and when he left, he was already respectful. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Seeing that there was another person who was eager to meet the young master, he was satisfied when he came out, and the scholar at the door couldn't help but stiffen his chest a little, and the lord was honored and servant.

There may be ambiguity in the phrase "when you see the time, when you leave the time...... But it is the psychological journey that everyone who enters Liu Chan's study must go through. In the Young Master's Mansion, Liu Chan's study was privately called "Kunlun".

The cover is taken from the sentence of "Yu Benji", "Kunlun is more than 2,500 miles high, and the sun and moon phases are hidden for light." If someone asks the scholar Kunlun at the door how tall he is, most of the unknowledgeable babies will reply to you with a "so high, so high"; But if you ask the young master how tall he is, then he will definitely shout with pride, "There are several mountains so high."

At this time, Liu Chan, who had sent away Qingsong, picked up the pen again and began to write some obscure things in his bound notebook.

"Bayes' steelmaking".

The beginning of the question is concise and to the point, and then it is even more neat. Of course, before that, there was an unknown amount of waste paper thrown into the bamboo basket.

Since it is necessary to open the furnace to make steel, then it is necessary to have a suitable steelmaking method, among the many steelmaking methods, the bottom blowing acid air converter steelmaking method invented by Besmer in later generations is too suitable for Liu Chan now, this is extremely classic, greatly reducing the cost of steelmaking means in the first invention of the sensation. Liu Chan felt that the weight of this thing in the history of steelmaking was about the same as that of hybrid rice in agriculture, and it was simple and clear that the yield was high.

But that's not the most striking thing on the desk.

I saw that the top of the pencil barrel that was constantly moving on the paper seemed to be pitted by something......

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At the north gate of Chengdu, the daily flow of people is not small.

As the center of Yizhou, it naturally attracts talented businessmen in the territory and even in the world. Along with the farmers from outside the city who go into the city every day to buy some commonly used things, and the people from other counties who come to participate in the big gathering, there is a sense of direct vision of the bustling world for profit.

There are so many talented people in the world, and Pu Yuan, who returned to his hometown, did not think that he could be superior.

But if nothing else, its sturdy size stands out from the crowd, and the average farmer who works day and night is no more than that. Especially the pair of arms, the muscles are so knotted that a vacuum belt has formed around them.

Of course, this is the object that the city guards want to keep an eye on, and when passing by the city gate, Pu Yuan clearly felt that the other party's hands subconsciously put the weapon on it, and the warning in his eyes was so strong that he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Fortunately, these guards at the city gate have been tempered over time, but they will not have the bad problem of recognizing people by their shapes, and after checking that they are correct, they waved their hands to prevent Puyuan from entering the city.

The surrounding scenery has not changed much from before he left, thinking of this Pu Yuan smiled self-deprecatingly, he has only been away for a long time, and he has a kind of sigh of returning to his hometown, which can only show that the war is really a tearing job.

The reason why he was in the barracks but he was able to go home was very simple, because he was not good at words, after Zhao Yun was transferred, he offended many people, if it weren't for the fact that he could say a few words in front of Zhao Yun, it is estimated that he would have been beheaded for a long time.

As a result, he couldn't get along in the army, and not only was he dismissed and returned to his hometown, but all the credit was given to others.

Depressed or not? That's for sure, but Pu Yuan, who has experienced the tempering of war, didn't take long to let go, after all, with his temperament, the higher his position, the more and more people he will offend, and the sooner and more miserable he will die.

And returning to his hometown is not really a homecoming, the original portal has long been dilapidated because no one takes care of it, and he has to come to this Chengdu city alone.

"Blessings and misfortunes depend on them, and disasters and blessings come."

Pu Yuan muttered as he walked towards the place he remembered.

On the way, he found a few people and asked for directions, although he found a specific place in front of him, but the strange expressions of those people made him a little apprehensive.

"Then who is the Tang military division? Why did those people have some ...... in their eyes? Awe? ”

Pu Yuan, who didn't understand, simply stopped thinking about it, walked straight, and walked for a while, only to find the door that was closed, but still solemn.

Although there are still traces of people taking care of it, the dust under the cold Kurama in front of the door is still clearly visible.

Pu Yuan stepped forward, hesitated for a moment and patted the door, although he knew that this was rude, but he felt that no one would come out to answer the door, after all, this place obviously looked uninhabited for a while.

Sure enough, after waiting for a moment, and after a few more bangs, there was still silence.

After making sure that he was not in the wrong place, Pu Yuan sighed and walked out of the street. After all these days, Tang Junshi is afraid that he has forgotten himself a long time ago, so where should he go next? Don't you want to wander all over the world? Or do you want to use what little money you have left to open a blacksmith shop? I heard that the county guard of Qianwei is recruiting blacksmiths on a large scale, why don't you go and take a look?

Just as he hesitated, he heard a young man's shout not far away.

"What is the matter with this strong man?"

Zhongshu, who asked for leave, went straight to Chengdu, and it was not easy to move his family, no, he had just gone to a few pawn shops at the moment, and pawned some unwanted things out, which was regarded as recovering the remaining value.

When he subconsciously passed by the young master's mansion in Chengdu again, he was still thinking about when they would come back, but he saw a middle-aged man who was three times as strong as him calling the door and retreated.

Of course, he knew if there was anyone in the door, and if he opened the door, it would be hell.

Hearing Zhongshu's shout, Pu Yuan was stunned for a moment, but when he turned around, he saw a young man with a somewhat thin figure standing not far away, looking at him with a smile and doubt.

Could it be that this person is from this mansion?

A thought came to Pu Yuan's mind, and he hurriedly walked over with a smile, completely unaware of how terrifying the smile on Na Mu Ne's face was with this big guy.

If you change someone else, you have to tremble in your legs, but Zhongshu has seen the world alone, and he is no longer the original little servant and little follower, and he greeted him quite magnificently.

"In Xiapuyuan, I met Tang Junshi in Hanzhong and was invited to take refuge here, but I didn't expect this mansion to be ......" Puyuan honestly said his purpose, after all, there are no secrets that can't be said.

The mansion of the Tang military division? After listening to the other party's words, Zhongshu was stunned.

"There is no Tang military division here, I'm afraid that the strong man is mistaken." He smiled and said, "This is the mansion of the eldest son of Uncle Liu Huang of Yizhou, the young master of Chan. ”

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