The two also walked out of the restaurant, and Lin Yishan ate this meal even more panicked than he spent money. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I originally wanted to settle the bill by myself, but it turned out that Zhou Dahai had to pay which guy couldn't do it, you are a flat-headed person, let a head catcher entertain, and you will be confused on this street in the future!

Seeing that Huang Dahai walked like stepping on cotton, he must have drunk a lot.

It's better to drink high, burn your brain, and forget about today's events. Lin Yishan thought to himself.

If you can really fill in the big hole of your own home, which is indeed a good plot, close to Yongcheng County Street, and then north is full of shops one after another, although you have no money now, but when you have money in the future, where to build a few shops, with the development of Yongcheng County, this will be a golden treasure.

I don't know what kind of magic An He has, which pit can be moved to his own pit, anyway, Lin Yishan has no score in his heart.

An He seemed to have seen through Lin Yishan's thoughts, flicked his head with his fingers, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, Yishan, my brother never does anything that he is not sure of, since I have accepted this errand, I can do it, our good days are still ahead"

"Is there a blacksmith shop nearby? I want to sample something. An He asked.

"There is one in the north of the city". Lin Yishan said angrily.

The two came to the Wang Ji blacksmith shop in the north of the city, where the blacksmith Wang Mazi was shirtless, slapping a pair of horseshoes with a hammer bigger than a baby's head.

A guy next to him pulled the bellows vigorously, and the roaring fire reflected Wang Mazi's face like a ripe persimmon in autumn.

"The shopkeeper, play the side things". An He said.

"What kind of house, sit down first and wait, I'll make this horseshoe and get it for you."

Wang Mazi speaks a typical Henry-Eastern dialect.

An iron striker estimated that there was no paper and pen, so An He casually found a branch and drew the appearance of a basketball hoop on the ground.

Wang Mazi beat a pair of horseshoes in three or two strokes.

An He pointed to the basketball hoop drawn on the ground and said to Wang Mazi:

"Just follow this shape, give me two pairs, and you can put a watermelon in the circle."

"What the hell are you doing with this?" Wang Mazi obviously couldn't see the purpose of this thing.

"Just call, I'll be useful, and you'll have a lot of money." An He said.

Wang Mazi took out two strips of iron more than three feet long from the shop, clamped them with pliers, put them in the furnace fire and burned them red, put them on the iron case after using pliers, and smashed them with the hammer in his hand according to the shape drawn by An He.

With a bag of cigarettes, the hoop is made.

An He looked at it, and it basically conformed to the shape of the modern basketball hoop, but the strip iron used to make the iron hoop was rougher, not as smooth and full as the modern one.

Anyway, it was not used for playing basketball, and it did not affect the use, so he instructed Wang Mazi to bend the joints at both ends of the iron ring, just like the spoon handle used by farmers, so that they could be fixed on the board in the future.

Let Wang Mazi play another pair according to the improved shape.

"Two pairs, a total of ten copper plates". Wang Mazi said.

An He glanced at Lin Yishan, and Lin Yishan had no choice but to reluctantly take out the copper plate from his arms and count them to Wang Mazi one by one, just afraid that there would be one more.

"What's wrong, Yishan, distressed? In the future, clean up the rubble, fill in the big pit, and it's all up to this iron ring, this little money, it's worth the money." An He said mysteriously in Lin Yishan's ear.

Anyway, the money has been paid, leave him alone for the time being, and see what he can pounce on?

Lin Yishan comforted himself on his lips, but his heart was cloudy like the rainy season in June.

Walking on the street, Lin Yishan saw An He put two iron rings around his neck, pouted his mouth into the shape of a pig's mouth, and blew out one by one, so he made a nice sound, and his head shook like a wave drum, obviously he was very happy today, as if he would be able to become a rich man tomorrow.

This guy who has no heart and no lungs spent ten cents of his own money to make two iron rings that I don't know what to call it, how can it be ten cents! I can buy two buckets of rice, and I really spend other people's money, and I don't feel distressed.

Thinking of this, Lin Yishan couldn't wait to pull down An He's shaking head and immediately kick it as a ball.

After thinking about it, after all, he recognized him as a brother, so he still forgot it, but he was angry, and kicked towards the tethered horse stake on the side of the street.

Look at this guy again, he doesn't feel sorry for himself at all, but gloates and laughs.

God seemed to be in line with Lin Yishan's bad mood, and after a while, a gust of wind blew from the south, and at first, the wicker on the street just shook its waist gently.

A wisp of cooking smoke on the roof of someone's stove house in the front alley grew straight up, and then it was crooked, soft like aquatic plants floating in the water of the river.

One or two transparent white clouds, like a girl in a white dress, walked towards this side.

But in a short time, the wind became stronger, and all the willows were out of order, and their hair was like a madman, and then they fluttered down again, and they were like hemp.

The smoke was cut off directly, and there was not a trace of smoke in the distance.

As soon as he hung on the willow tree, the green vine could no longer cling to it, and he loosened his tired hands and feet, and suddenly like a dead snake, he took off with a clatter, and softened into a heap.

The white clouds in the sky slowly changed color, and the top of the head was covered like a black pot, as if noon had suddenly reached evening.

At first glance, it is a sign before the heavy rain is coming.

So the people on the street were in a mess like watered ant nests.

The small traders and peddlers began to scramble to clean up their stalls, and the horse sellers led their horses to their homes, and in the panic which horse kicked over one of the pottery bowls of the bowl seller, and the bowl seller cleaned up his stall while shouting and scolding, and had no time to seek compensation from the horse seller.

In the gale, an old man led a sheep, which sheep faced the wind and could not walk, so the old man scolded behind him and whipped the whip in his hand vigorously.

An He pulled Lin Yishan and ran home, but before he got home, the sky had to be torn open, and the heavy rain poured down directly.