"What are you thinking?" Guo Peng saw that she was stupid, so he asked again.

"No, I think at least this place, the food is quite delicious." Xin Kun smirked at him, put the balls on top of the rice, and took a bite into his mouth. After eating, "Uncle Li, Aunt Li's dishes are really good." ”

"Well, this also has to have so much meat for her to make, and only the old man is so generous." Uncle Li shared a table with them, accompanied the old man to drink, saw Xin Kun praise his daughter-in-law, and hurriedly praised the old man, "Old man, it's time to let Brother Kun drink some wine, it's so old, it's time to learn." ”

Originally, he also poured Guo Peng a glass, but Guo Peng wouldn't drink it. The old man didn't let them pour Xin Kun, saying that Xin Kun was still young. Now Uncle Li is very happy and thinks that Xin Kun is suitable as the heir of the family, and now he wants to train him.

"Forget it, my father said, I am not allowed to drink and make a mistake." Guo Peng immediately shook his head.

Xin Kun nodded, she would drink, but forget it, when she arrived at this place, her identity had not been clarified, and safety came first.

"Are you really going to make a makeup knife for sixty-four flowers?" Guo Peng held the bowl and looked at her very entangledly. He was amazed by the idea, and on a small knife, there were the same sixty-four curly flowers, which turned out to be made for the women, and then he looked back in confusion, "What does a makeup knife do?" ”

"Eyebrows, and some ......" replied to Xin Kun, some business gurus said that women and children make the best money. She felt that the business master had not found the interests of the men, and the men would really spend a lot of money on their own interests. And now, she is not afraid to make men's money.

"Eat well, and when you eat, it's best not to talk." Xin Kun does not have the habit of not eating and sleeping. She still loves to talk, but now she knows that she is a fool, why should she talk nonsense with him and affect her appetite.

"Okay, you're tired, eat more." Guo Peng had to say that he was a big boy with a good personality, and he was busy sandwiching some vegetables for Xin Kun, and this time he knew that he had sandwiched some tofu for her.

Xin Kun smiled at Guo Peng, this one is actually quite good-looking. Especially the big eyes, on the cute face, the eyes are quite clean.

She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had met such a clean look. She felt as if she couldn't face such a clean look, and silently lowered her head.

Guo Peng probably felt that she was tired, and after eating, he happily followed Gu Hong and them.

The old man sent them to the door, and when he saw them all gone from a distance, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking back at the tired craftsmen and Lao Li, "Let's go back, everyone has worked hard today." ”

"The old man and Brother Kun are the hard, you two rest early." The craftsmen have eaten and drunk enough today, and the unfinished leftovers are distributed to them, so that they can take them back to their families, and they can't help but be overjoyed. Especially small workers, if they have money in their families, they will not send them to be apprentices. This kind of meat dish, they are also rare to see.

"Great work! By the way, if the family asks about planting millet, please ask the family to support it. We also want to plant, and now on this day, we can plant a little, let you plant, but I am afraid that the court will still have subsidies. Xin Kun hurriedly said to the craftsmen.

In the morning, when she was in the field, she heard the guards saying that Cai Guan was going to talk to the chief and the village chief, and persuaded everyone to plant millet instead. She wasn't teased like the guards, for she had heard similar things in the country.

Therefore, if it is the countryside in the 21st century, it will not be easily changed, and it must be persuaded. Well, this peasant who doesn't know what era, who knows what they think.

"Brother Kun, don't worry, we are all artisan households, and we don't have much land at home, if it is really said by the county government, we will do what you say." A master craftsman said with a smile.

Xin Kun nodded, sometimes it is like this, the embankment of a thousand miles, destroyed in the anthill. As long as these masters listen to the words, those who ask for sky-high prices will collapse. Although she didn't know what it would do, as long as there was food in the field, no one would starve to death.

So she has too high requirements here, four dishes and one soup, in a predictable disaster year, it is already very good for ordinary people.

"As long as the sect is divided, we can leave with peace of mind." The old man breathed a long sigh of relief, now that there was no one, their workshop showed a different lightness than usual.

"Well, the clansmen agree to the matter of dividing the clan, and if they don't agree, we should be the only ones who have something to give them. I'll talk about the price. Xin Kun smiled, after planting the land and harvesting in the autumn, he divided the grain given to the clansmen, and they could leave.

"What are you going to do?"

"What about you? You tell me what you want, and I'll do it. Xin Kun looked at the old man and smiled hurriedly.

Now she understands the old man's mentality, and she can stay out of the matter, because she has no feelings for these people. But the old man has been taken care of by them over the years, but it is also a kind of companionship.

"If you don't plan to come back, we'll forget about these things in the village!" The old man looked at his granddaughter and carefully discussed.

"Of course, the houses, the workshops, and the land, and the harvest after the autumn harvest. Yes, I will give it. Xin Kun nodded, these are the old man's things, if the old man is willing to give it, she really has no right to say, NO!

"Do you really want to get a sixty-four flower makeup knife?" The old man laughed and made a joke. Knowing that his granddaughter didn't really plan to take everything away, then he wouldn't have much to say.

"Actually, it's a saying, I can actually hit anything. And it must be very beautiful. Xin Kun smiled at the old man.

Poke open a fire, throw a piece of the original coiled steel into the furnace, hit it on the cross-section, let the pattern slowly break into a slender strip on the surface, and fold it in half.

On one side, in the fixed hole of the anvil, he used the tongs to twist the two thin iron strips into twists.

Then beat it into thin strips and twist it again into twists. After two folds like this, she was beaten into a sword blank again, and this time, she was beaten into a long sword.

This time she didn't have a thick piece like the dagger, and it finally grinded out. This time she not only punched the blade, but also made a groove in the spine of the sword.

The old man didn't know that this was the practice of Western heavy swords, but he knew that this sword would be very beautiful when polished.

The old man only noticed that his granddaughter had a very precise grasp of the lines. The sword is sharpened out of several complete twist patterns. And each one is the same as looking forward and backward.

However, the old man frowned a little. This sword is of little use when it comes out. This is made of scrap steel, and even if it is tempered like this, it is still far from a divine weapon.