I thought it was strange: "Why is he called Lao Tie?" Old iron sounds more like a blacksmith's name? ”

The old woman said: "The Luan Dynasty passes on women but not men." Lao Tie's mother is a stonemason, married a stonemason apprentice as a big house, and married Zhong Laogui, a blacksmith next door, as a second room. Unexpectedly, the big house she liked made her pregnant with a son, and the blacksmith she didn't like made her pregnant with a daughter. So this son is called Lao Tie. ”

I was speechless: "Poor Zhong Laogui, who gave birth to a daughter and was disgusted for striking iron." ”

The old woman sighed: "Now that it has become the Southern Dynasty again, men are respected, and our status is in danger." ”

I looked up to the sky and rolled my eyes, and turned my head to test Han: "That's not likely, right?" "If he hadn't lost his memory, he might have shown his feet.

Han touched his nose, looked dazed, and smirked at me.

It is still impossible to judge the authenticity of the amnesia.

Lao Tie sneezed, and finally came out of the grinding stone behind him: "Who is chewing the root of the tongue behind Lao Tzu?!" How many times has Lao Tzu said that Lao Tzu called Lao Tie because his head was as hard as iron, and it wouldn't crack no matter how he shot it! ”

There is not much complexity in customizing a stone mill, and the main thing is that the wooden house does not even have a stone mill shed, so there is no limit to the size of the stone mill.

In fact, I am personally not interested in soy milk and all kinds of juices, mainly because Senior Brother Xiao feels that it is lacking, so I will only order one of the smallest for him. In this way, you don't need to be particularly strong to be able to drag a mule.

After ordering the stone mill, I had to buy mules.

The mules and horses were sold in a wooden shed in the west of the city, and the smell was so bad that the shops around the shop were very opinionated. The shopkeeper was a thief, and when he saw us in cloth clothes and leading good horses, he wanted to fool us into selling the old horses.

After hearing this, Han hugged the old horse tightly: "Don't give it, he is my brother." ”

I wondered, "Can you still remember that it's your brother?" ”

He touched the old horse's sideburns, and said with affection: "I just bowed this morning." ”

The old horse neighed and responded with joy.

Me: "......"

Although I live in the court, I consider myself to have a unique vision of people (?). I always feel that this boss has bad intentions. Especially when he listened to my pleas and picked up a mule for me, he wanted to say goodbye.

If you buy a sick mule and die of illness within a few days, then the dozen taels of silver will be in vain. I have a lot of money in my pocket now, but when I run out of money, I will only make rouge and sell it. A box only sells for ten yuan, so it is estimated that you will only be able to eat steamed buns in the future, and you won't even be able to eat meat.

I don't know how to pick a mule, and Han is having amnesia again, so I don't know how to pick it. Later, Han came up with a bad move and asked his brother Lao Ma to pick it up.

Mules are creatures that are crossed between donkeys and horses, and strictly speaking, since the old horse is a horse, he must be able to understand the language of the mule.

The old horse was human, and when he heard that he was allowed to pick up a mule, he stepped on the horse's hooves in protest and neighed at us.

In fact, this is also very understandable, as if men will always complain about the eunuchs in the court, feel that they are castrated, and will look at them with strange eyes. For another example, if you let people and mandrills give birth to a hairy monkey, people will also think that the hairy monkey is strange. Maybe in the eyes of the old horse, the hybrid mixture of mules is a monster.

I threatened the old horse: "If you don't help us pick, you will come to pull the mill in the future." ”

The old horse snorted and stood up to a stout mule.

Han grabbed the old horse's ears and whispered, "It's just a small stone mill, it doesn't need to be so strong." Your sister is poor and doesn't have that much money. ”