Because there are too many people, more than a dozen people were divided into Zhang Niu's house to entertain, and the remaining more than ten people squatted in Zhang Ling'er's house, some just entered the house and lay on the ground, it seems that they are really tired, last night the torrent came urgently, everyone can't take care of the things in the tent, just some urgent, the mule smells, so it is far away from the tent, some things, not unpacked, but survived. In the rain, wandering around all night. Zhang Liang found some wood, thatch, and those men also came to help, and hastily built a shed outside the house along the wall, so that they could settle down. Zhang Liang raised a few more piles of firewood, and people sat around.

Zhang Ling'er's grandmother Wang, where has she seen so many big Han pestles in her own home, but she is a little overwhelmed, but fortunately there is Zhang Liang by the side, and slowly began to boil hot water in an orderly manner, and made a lot of ginger slices, not many pottery bowls, slightly cool, and then lifted out the iron pot, and everyone didn't care, so they took turns scooping a bowl, blowing, and gurgling. These men are all strong, some of them still carry big swords in their waists, and in just half an hour, they slowly eased up and swept away the decadence, which was quite mighty.

Wang Shi opened dinner again, so many people, looking at so much brown rice used like this, said that they were not distressed, it was fake. There is only one iron pot at home, and there are several waves of scores.

Then, Zhang Liang was invited into the back room, which was a fairly tidy room in the house. There were only four or five people in the back room. Two wounded old men. Speaking of old, it is not too old, in Zhang Liang's opinion, it is only about fifty. But it can be seen that this leg injury is slightly serious. The ankle was swollen. It shouldn't hurt the bones. It looks kind, but the eyebrows are a little resolute, and there is a bit of an unknown temperament. The retinue was in awe of them.

An old man opened his mouth and asked: "Xiao Langjun, where is this place, how far is it from Chengdu Mansion, I don't know the guide here, Xiao Langjun is willing to help us guide the way." ”

Everyone regarded Zhang Liang as the owner of this family, but they didn't know that this person was just an unlucky traveler. Chengdu, Zhang Liang is very familiar, but for this time, it is indeed unfamiliar. The approximate direction is about to know, how to get there, for such a road idiot, it is too difficult for him. At that time, it was all high-speed rail, and I only knew that the roadside was picturesque, and that's it.

Then he also returned: "This place is for Zhangjiagou, it is remote, I have not been here for a long time, it is nearly one hundred and sixty or seventy miles away from Chengdu Mansion, the mountain is high and the road is steep, but it is a little winding, it takes some time." I haven't been there, you saw the man who went with me all the way before is called Zhang Niu, he should have been there, or find someone to ask him. But fifty miles away is Aowei County.

Aowei County, it seems that it is not far away, and everyone is happy. Originally, this group of people turned around from Anzhou and walked on the road for a long time. Where is Anzhou, Zhang Liang doesn't know, so he automatically ignores it. Look at the names of these people, this old man in brocade has a high surname, and he seems to have a great background. Then he was invited out. Zhang Liang Nana walked out of the room he had been living in for the past few months. Fortunately, the magpie's nest was not completely occupied by the dove, and no one bothered the house of the Wang family's ancestors and grandchildren. However, when I woke up in the middle of the night, there were two guys who didn't sleep and wandered around the outside of the hospital. Zhang Liang asked casually. The two hesitated: 'I can't sleep, but the mountains and rivers here are beautiful, even at night, I can feel it.' Zhang Liang was inexplicable, so he ignored it.

The next day, when Zhang Liang went to see it, the old man's ankle seemed to be swollen even more, so he ordered him to rest today and not need to set off. The entourage was full of joy, and they felt that they couldn't get used to eating this brown rice, so a few people took the guys and went to the back mountains and forests to hunt game.

Seeing that these people were not angry at all, messy, and running around, Zhang Liang remembered that he slept on the floor with everyone last night, with thatched mats. It feels awkward. Isn't it just that my leg is injured, and I won't carry it away. Besides, the landlord's family has no surplus food, so many people have to live for a few days, they don't give money, and they don't dare to ask for people, although those people don't look like bad people.

Looking at the pile of wood under the eaves, Zhang Liang instantly came up with an idea.

I have also sat on a sliding pole before, and for the rugged mountain road, there is no more suitable for these uncles. I consulted with a few people who had talked to me yesterday. When they heard it, they were so-so, but they still felt that they would try it first, and forget it if it didn't work. Idle is idle anyway.

When he really started to move, Zhang Liang was speechless for a while, what straight lines, extension lines, horizontal, triangular lengths, those people didn't understand, they had to come by themselves, and a group of laborers around them were wasting. Zhang Ling'er, who was curious, was very good, Zhang Liang explained a little, and Zhang Ling'er began to start with a look, sometimes just one look.

The axe at home is okay for chopping wood, but it is inconvenient to make some fine ones. Looking at the sword of the guy named Gongsun with a strange surname. I borrowed it. Gongsun reacted that his sword was used to cut wood, how could he disagree, Zhang Liang looked at the other swords. Those people hurriedly avoided Zhang Liang's eyes and sloppily at each other. Without warning, they pressed to the previous grandson, laughing and playing, and untied his sword. Isn't it true that you usually brag about how your sword sharpens iron like clay, which just opens everyone's eyes.

Gongsun looked at this group of scoundrels, and was angry for a while, and only begged: "Zhang Erlang, you have to rest, this is the treasure that my Aya has worked hard to give me to finely forged, and I have been with me for two years, and it is as new as it has just come out." ”

Zhang Liang also has an elder brother in modern times, who followed the customs in the Tang Dynasty, so he Chen Zhang Erlang, and last night he met Gongsun, a guy who feels destined for everyone. Only then did they know that they all came from Chang'an, Guanzhong. Their master is very noble, but he didn't talk about it in detail, and I heard that someone was thrown out to Yizhou to reflect. said again, how good is the old man Chang'an, along the way, people from hundreds of miles have abnormal oral language, some understand it, and some are obscure. Zhang Liang's words are still in the middle of comprehension. couldn't stop talking, Zhang Liang also listened excitedly, yearning for Chang'an, that is the capital, the most prosperous place.

Seeing that Zhang Liang sometimes used his sword like a log, Gongsun's face was really ugly. Angry, he actually ripped a long thread from himself and compared it to wood. Didn't he have it in himself?

Finally, the framework was completed, and Zhang Liang added some strips and put on bamboo poles. A sturdy and sturdy rod is done.

Everyone looked at this delicate thing, and they were all eager to try it, and they were still one of the leaders, and they were all over the crowd. sat up, triumphantly commanded the two, and lifted up. Let the two of them walk up and down outside the courtyard, lying on it and enjoying themselves.

After coming down, he excitedly asked the two of them to carry the sliding rod, followed behind, entered the house of the old man in brocade, and offered treasures.

After a while, the old man was brought out of the courtyard, and the old man sat on a sliding pole with an amazed face. Amazing. Praise Zhang Liang for his ingenuity and practicality. I agreed to do it again.

Once born, and second ripe, Zhang Liang just did all kinds of calculations, division of labor arrangements, told them the size, and then commanded, knocking on Erlang's legs. After only a few moments, another one was made.

Seeing that there are still so many woods, and so many people listening to their own commands, they don't make good use of it, and they feel sorry for themselves. Then he commanded again, they made all kinds of parts, and finally Zhang Liang personally combined a chaise longue and several long and short stools. Keep it to yourself.

The old man, who has not been back to the house since he came out, has been quietly watching all this. sighed that these wild people in the mountains and wilderness actually knew the talent of things and the method of arithmetic. Although Shuzhong is silent, Qin Saitong is crowded, and the etiquette is loose. But not to be underestimated. The young man in front of him was a sight to behold.