The average doll can walk and talk at the age of one. Those who are precocious will hum tunes to the tone of adults. At the age of three, he can run, jump and sing, and he can basically escape the complete care of adults.

However, Dalang could not speak until he was three years old, and he did not learn to walk until he was five years old, so Dalang was lucky enough to delay the onset time of Meng Po soup until after Kaizhi. Children who learn to walk and talk relatively late are also relatively smart, where does this cleverness come from? That is, before the Meng Po soup takes effect, they have already partially remembered the memories of the previous life, and they have become the memories of the new life. Meng Po Tang's memory of the new life is useless.

But for how the king of Yama owes his debts, Da Lang doesn't know, or he doesn't remember, anyway, it's not in a hurry, the house with the memory of his previous life has been found, and the house can't run there, and the rest is to wait for the lock to open or find a way to open the lock himself, and it will always come out.

So this is Da Lang's luck, he found the house of memories directly before Meng Po Tang took effect, compared to many other people who also have memories of their past lives, it is much better, they forgot where the house is, they can't find the house, and only retain a little memory.

Tie the white boss with a strip of kudzu cloth was just a whim, but he didn't expect such a result, the prince didn't say anything, but obviously guessed from the strip of kudzu cloth that the white boss was from the brocade-bellied snake, which also proved that the prince recognized the strip of arrowroot.

At this time, there was no mechanized loom, and everyone weaved different cloth, some of the yarn was fine, some of the yarn was thick, some of the porcelain was solid, some of the weaving was sparse, some of the warp and weft were a little crooked, and some were horizontal and vertical.

Otherwise, what if there is a greedy buyer who buys the cloth, and then changes it to a bad one to return it or even asks you to compensate?

Only Huang Zhu has no news.

Guo Zhongda didn't care about what news Huang Zhu could bring, the shock that Boss Bai brought him was big enough, enough for him to digest for a while, so after practicing the brocade-bellied snakes in the camp at noon, he locked himself in his own house.

Da Lang was not interested in the drills of these soldiers, his interest was not here, and he couldn't understand it, so when the soldiers were practicing, he squatted in the warehouse to study the weapons of the brocade-bellied snake.

As the prototype of the special forces brocade snake, although the main duty is to touch the camp, but not all of this task, when the enemy comes to attack, defending the city or defending the camp is also their responsibility, so there are a lot of weapons and utensils in the warehouse, of course, it is mainly light and easy to carry, such as small ballistas, all kinds of horse harness, and a big copper kettle, which has a thick layer of black very viscous paste, Da Lang used his hand to send a little to the nostrils and smelled, it turned out to be the product of the brocade snake boiling fire oil。

"Is it caramel candy? "The little girl's curiosity is no worse than that of Da Lang, and in the whole camp, Da Lang can play with her, so she has become Da Lang's follower, either playing with Boss Bai in the barracks or staring at Da Lang, and now that the school field is occupied by the soldiers' drills, she sticks to Da Lang, and there is often fun with her brother.

"Do you want to taste it?" Da Lang's childlike heart rose, and he picked a little bit of sesame seeds with his fingernails, and handed it to the little girl whose height was not enough to reach the big copper kettle.

"Well, slave taste. The little girl lifted her feet, stretched out her pink little fragrant tongue and licked it, licking the fingers of the big man a little crispy, and after the little girl licked it, her eyes smiled into two small crescents, "It's very sweet, although it smells bad, don't believe brother, you taste it?" After speaking, a pair of small hands pushed Da Lang's arm and sent it to Da Lang's mouth.

"Oh, yes? That's a good taste, it's not enough. Da Lang turned around and used a crossbow arrow to pick up a walnut-like lump from the kettle, and was about to stuff it into his mouth, muttering as he gave it away, "Since it's very sweet, let's just eat it all." ”

"Ah~!" The little girl screamed and hurriedly grabbed Da Lang's arm, "Brother, don't eat, the slave is lying to you." ”

"It turns out that Nannan has also learned to deceive people. Da Lang laughed, threw away the crossbow arrows in his hand, took the hand of the little girl who rolled his eyes at him, and carefully walked through a pile of scrapped knives and guns that were piled up haphazardly, and walked to the depths of the warehouse.

The innermost is the harness, Da Lang found what he was looking for, the horse pedal, but he was surprised to find that the horse pedal was not the imaginary appearance that he had just dug out from his memory, not a single pedal, but a double pedal, a little disappointed, but then relieved, the record may not be correct, maybe the Central Plains has long had a double pedal, but at that time people did not realize the strong impact of the double pedal, so there is no record.

Touching his chin, a little disappointed and at the same time holding a little hope, he looked in the warehouse for a long time, although he was the guest of the brocade-bellied snake, but the weapons warehouse was heavy, and generally people were not allowed to come in, especially the brocade-bellied snake with a secret weapon. But Da Lang is different from others, in the eyes of the soldiers of the brocade-bellied snake is a little fairy, and saved them in the mountains and forests, and taught the brocade-bellied snake the new oil blending method, so that the brocade-bellied snake has another tool to touch the camp, in contrast, the things in the treasury no one believes that the little fairy will be able to look at the eyes, that is, the eyes are seen, the little fairy wants, is to find a way to wipe the hands and feet from the account also to give.

But after all, it is a heavy place, so Da Lang can't come often, so he cherishes this opportunity extraordinarily.

(Double horseshoes and horseshoes, has long been widely used in the Central Plains, unearthed Jin Dynasty cultural relics often appear double-pedaled horse pottery figurines; Emperor Zhao of the Han Dynasty "Salt and Iron Treatise. Scattered Insufficiency" mentioned horseshoes, to the effect that there are many people who have horses, and they use horseshoes to protect horseshoes, because the horseshoe is used too much, so it causes a shortage of iron.) ）

After all, there was still nothing to gain, except for the ballista that seemed to be a little interesting, and the rest of the Dalang couldn't find anything that would make him interested. The little girl is even less interested in these cold things, but it is not good to urge Da Lang, this time I saw Da Lang finally turned around and walked out, so happy that she walked much more briskly, and after settling down, her aunt gave her the new saro skirt with her steps, like the wings of a butterfly, fluttering.

"Has the little fairy ever gained?" out of the treasury, the soldier guarding the treasury asked respectfully, this is the third son's group, but also very impressed by the effect of the new oil, the little fairy wants to enter the warehouse, he is very happy, well, the little fairy go in to see, maybe he can find something different from the above, and then improve, the brocade-bellied snake is like a tiger with wings, the chance of winning the camp can be greater, and the casualties of the brothers can be reduced.

"Yes, yes, but it's not of much use to you, so keep it for later. "For the desire of the soldiers, Da Lang can't bear to splash cold water, but he is also unwilling to lie to them.

"Is that still useful? Hehe, I'll just say, as long as the little fairy makes a move, it is guaranteed to have good things, regardless of whether it is useful to us, but it is useful to other armies, as long as it is useful, kill him Hu people and cry wolf, it is best not to dare to come south again, let us plant crops in peace and make a living." "It's a long-term idea.

Da Lang said yes, it is still a horse pedal, and a double pedal is a double pedal. But it is a lap kick, and the soles of the feet are stepping on an iron ring, which is uncomfortable to step on, and if it is for the heavy cavalry, sometimes it is necessary to chop and chop with only two feet on the horses, and the soles of the feet can be sinned. There is room for improvement, but it is not critical.

As he was talking, he heard a commotion at the camp gate, and when he looked up, he saw that there were several scholars arguing with the camp sentinel, and behind them, there was a carriage with a gray cloth shed.

Seeing that there was excitement to see, the little girl shook off Da Lang's hand at once, and flew straight to the camp gate, now the camp of the brocade-bellied snake is like her home, for the little girl, there are more than 100 good uncles and aunts in this camp, all of them take her as a baby, she is the queen here, there are so many people to protect, so she is more and more bold, and it no longer seems to be a little timid when she is in Baishui.

Da Lang also likes to be lively, but he doesn't like to join in the excitement, especially after remembering something a little, he doesn't like to deal with readers, and he is tired and flustered all day long. But the little girl ran away, and he had to follow.

"Xiao Lang is here, Xiao Lang is here, let Xiao Lang decide. Before he walked in, a sharp-eyed sentry saw Da Lang and shouted, and the people who were pushing and shoving stopped and looked at Da Lang.

Da Lang is funny, is it just a one-sided bully, those scholars and soldiers push and shove, can you still get a good deal? This is still in Chang'an, the soldiers are afraid that there is no child of a certain high-ranking official among the scholars, and it is really difficult to explain if they really hurt people, so they let go of their hands and feet, if you are in the field, no matter who you are, you can directly pick up the gun and stick, how far and how far it will be bombarded.

"It's unreasonable, you say that the military camp is heavy, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter and exit, how can there be little ladies and children? Who said it just now, saying that even relatives are not allowed to enter and leave at will? Seeing Da Lang, one of the several scholars was gorgeously dressed, with sleeves, collars, hems of robes, placket and chest embroidered with some unknown flower patterns, and shouted and pointed to the camp with one hand.

Da Lang looked back, but it turned out to be the lady of the Gao family, who was coming out of the room with a basin, and should be preparing food for the soldiers.

"I am a guest of this barracks, and I was invited by them, so I am qualified to be here, as for this, it is my sister, that lady, is my sister's aunt, is it possible that your daughter will go out, are you so relieved?

Is this camp so easy to break through? If you stop you, you will leave, but you still want to be entangled here, you can say it, say I can, what are you doing with a six or seven-year-old lady? Da Lang was a little annoyed, so he had to make a gesture and let the soldiers blow these guys away.

"Xiao Langjun. But a soft voice came from inside the carriage.