Chapter 243: Distressed

Zhao Hanzhang covered his head, let out an "oh", and said coquettishly: "Uncle, the craftsman who built the bookstore and the bookstore has not yet been found......

Zhao Ming said: "I have already written to Luoyang, you can wait for the news." ”

He said: "It's easy to do bad things in a hurry, and if we are lucky, it will not be our life, so don't force it." ”

Zhao Hanzhang: "Then I'll ask people to study how to print books when I go back, but unfortunately I don't have many craftsmen on my hands......"

Zhao Ming: "...... There are no book-printing craftsmen in the clan, but I can give you two carpenters. ”

Zhao Hanzhang can stop in moderation.

After handing over the paper mill to Zhao Qing, Zhao Hanzhang became the shopkeeper, but Fu Tinghan wanted to stay with the craftsmen to ponder and improve papermaking techniques and experiment with more proportions.

Originally, he didn't plan to meddle anymore, he already knew the steps of papermaking, and the rest of the steps were tried one by one.

But he took a look at the experimental ratio of the craftsmen, and it turned out that the materials were added by feeling, Fu Tinghan couldn't look at it, so he could only stay and help them calculate.

Then analyze the reasons for the difference from the finished paper, and then adjust the ratio according to the data.

However, because it takes time to make pulp, he is not very busy, he just needs to calculate the data and give it to the craftsmen to experiment according to the recipe.

He went back to the county office after calculating, and he still walked habitually on this part of the road outside the city.

It's winter, and there's hardly anyone in the wild, so it's quiet, and the snow on the ground is starting to fall slowly, and it doesn't look as good as it used to be.

On such a quiet road, he likes to walk back like a walk, and his mind will be clear, and he will be able to think of many questions that he would not have thought of when he sat down.

There are mathematical, there are life, and there is some information about this era.

Fu Tinghan walked back slowly, Fu An and the coachman had become accustomed to following him in the past few days, and followed behind honestly.

When he arrived at the city gate, he got into the carriage and returned to the county office.

Fu Tinghan was about to go back to the backyard of the county government directly, but was stopped by Chang Ning, who rushed over, "Da Langjun, someone is here on Wushan." ”

Fu Tinghan was transferred to the county government at this time, "Isn't Hanzhang in the county office?" ”

"The girl went to training."

Fu Tinghan then remembered that today was an odd-numbered day, and she would go to training before the odd-numbered day.

Fu Tinghan went to see the people from Wushan.

It was the tribe of Yishi, who was ordered to escort the iron to the county seat, and there were two long boxes in addition to the iron.

Shi Chang has always refused to hand it over, and he must see Zhao Hanzhang or Fu Tinghan.

Chang Ning was not reluctant, and waited for one of the two to come back.

As soon as Fu Tinghan came over, Shi Chang immediately knelt down on one knee and presented the two boxes, "The things that Lang Jun wants have been ready." ”

Fu Tinghan took it, and his hand sank, almost not holding the box steady.

He placed the box on the table and opened the longest one, and inside was the familiar sword, the scabbard unchanged.

Fu Tinghan picked it up, his hand was slightly heavy, he pulled out a section, the cold light was dignified, even if he didn't know much about swords, he could see that this was a good sword.

Chang Ning saw it and was surprised, "This is the girl's sword?" ”

Fu Tinghan nodded, and when he saw him staring at him, he pulled it out to show him.

Chang Ning took it carefully, watched it carefully, and exclaimed: "It's a good sword, but its luster doesn't look like it's made of fine iron, what's added to it?" ”

"Steel," Fu Tinghan thought for a moment, holding his sword and slashing towards the corner of the table, the hard corner of the table was smoothed off like tofu.

Chang Ning's eyes widened instantly, and even Fu Tinghan was a little surprised, he didn't exert much strength.

Chang Ning covered his chest and said, "This, this is a divine soldier." ”

Fu Tinghan leaned closer to look at the blade, and said with a smile after a moment: "The road blacksmith is indeed worthy of being the best blacksmith in Xiping, and this sword is very good." ”

He said to Fu An: "Go and get some money to reward the road blacksmith." ”

Fu An should go down.

Fu Tinghan closed the scabbard and went to open another box.

Inside the box were two spearheads, also cold and cold, and just by looking at the color, you could see that they were made of the same material as this sword.

Fu Tinghan reached out to take the tip of the gun, and his fingertips were scratched just by touching it.

He retracted his hand suddenly, and Fu An exclaimed when he saw it, "Lang Jun, you are injured." ”

"What's hurt?" Zhao Hanzhang walked in capably and strode in.

Fu Tinghan pressed his fingers, "It's okay, I accidentally made a small cut." ”

Zhao Hanzhang took his hand and looked at it, and saw the blood slowly pouring out, frowning slightly, she took out a handkerchief and pressed it on him, "Doesn't it hurt?" How did you get it? ”

Fu Tinghan looked at the gun head in the box and said, "This gun head is very sharp, you should be careful when you use it in the future." ”

Zhao Hanzhang looked down and saw that the spear head was made into a diamond shape, and the silver-white spear head was reflected by cold light, and she liked it immediately.

"You designed this?"

Fu Tinghan nodded, "There is still a missing gun body, I asked Mr. Ji to find a coffin, I have seen you practice martial arts, and I have a preliminary understanding of your strength points, go back and find a few people to practice, I will take a look again, and then tailor a gun for you." ”

Zhao Hanzhang didn't expect him to be so attentive, and thought that he would leave it all to the blacksmith.

She opened her mouth, paused for a moment and asked, "Wouldn't it be too much trouble?" ”

"No trouble."

Zhao Hanzhang looked at his hand holding the handkerchief, covered the box, picked it up and threw it into Fu An's arms, and helped him hold down the wound as soon as he closed his hands, "Let's go, I'll take you to see the doctor." ”

Fu Tinghan hurriedly said: "There is also a sword ......"

Zhao Hanzhang took it with one hand and pulled him to the doctor.

The doctor opened the veil under Zhao Hanzhang's nervous gaze and looked at the wound in a daze.

Zhao Hanzhang saw that he didn't move, so he looked over, "How is it, is the injury serious?" ”

The doctor said expressionlessly: "It's quite serious, if the girl brings Fu Dalangjun over later, this wound will heal." ”

Fu Tinghan was a little embarrassed.

Zhao Hanzhang went to see that the wound was no longer bleeding, but it was still red, and hurriedly said, "Isn't there any ointment?" The ointment that can make him a little faster, Fu Dalangjun wants to write, but it happens to hurt his index finger, and it hurts to hold a pen. ”

The doctor wanted to drive the two out of the hospital, but now Zhao Hanzhang in Xiping County was the biggest, he didn't dare, so he could only take out a porcelain bottle and hand it to Zhao Hanzhang, "Just wipe a little, in fact, if you don't wipe it, it won't hurt after a while." ”

Zhao Hanzhang didn't believe it, "This finger is different from other places, it is more sensitive, and writing is a meticulous job, how can it not hurt if it hurts here?" ”

Fu Tinghan didn't want to stay any longer, so he got up and urged her, "Let's go back quickly." ”

Zhao Hanzhang could only help him and let Fu An pay.

Fu An: ......

He is so helpless, Zhao Girl usually never shouts pain when she falls, and she doesn't call the doctor, why is Lang Jun so nervous when he accidentally makes a small cut?

His subordinate was only startled at first, and compared to her, he felt that he was too stable.

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