Village Chief Luo's eyes lit up, and he walked over to pull the crowd away.

"Get out of the way, which family is it, stand forward."

Li Xuemei also followed the voice and looked over.

Then he saw the crowd flowing like water to both sides.

An old man with a bent body appeared in front of everyone.

It's an exile sent by the Great Master to help them with their work.

The old man was watched by so many people, and he didn't feel the slightest bit uncomfortable.

When he lowered his head, he was inconspicuous.

The moment she looked up, Li Xuemei suddenly saw a hint of edge in her cloudy eyes.

"Will you?" Village Chief Luo asked.

Old man: "Show me." ”

An old woman next to him eagerly reached out and pulled his sleeve.

The old man's withered hand patted her lightly twice, signaling her to be reassured.

The woman withdrew her hand, took the children to the side, and shielded them from her thin body.

Village Chief Luo put the mold in his hand.

He weighed it first, then looked closer at the materials, and finally glanced at the neatly arranged holes.

Spit out two words: "I can do it." ”

……

Li Xuemei invited people to her house.

The village elders also followed, wanting to hear if he could really do it or if he was fooling.

Yan Xiangheng came forward to entertain everyone.

Li Xuemei only looked at the old man's demeanor, and knew that this person must have been an identity before.

But this is not surprising, ordinary people will not be able to touch the word exile in their lives, and any one of them in the quarry has a history.

"Old man, how do you want to change it?" Li Xuemei asked.

The old man was looking at Yan Xiangheng before, and when he heard her speak, he was a little surprised, his eyes fell on her, looked at her for a while, and said: "The nail is long and the arrow is short, cut this mold into two parts, and then use skillful work to do internal molding, when it can reach what the master wants, inject molten iron and form." ”

Just now he was shouting outside, it was an authentic Guanzhou dialect.

But now I talk too much, and I still bring out some southern accents.

Li Xuemei made a judgment in her heart, this is a southerner.

"After the mold is separated, if there is a suitable material, the above part can also be blocked and then used, and the nails and arrows can be cast." The old man said again.

still said to Li Xuemei.

"We try to find the tools we need, we just hope to be faster." Li Xuemei is very decisive.

The old man said in his heart that he was not mistaken, this woman could start a family.

"I can't find most of the things I need here, there is a carpenter in your village, I'll find the guy who can use it myself." He paused, and then said, "What kind of arrowheads do you want to make, whether they look like them, and if they don't, they can probably draw them for me." ”

He wasn't worried that the people in the village wouldn't be able to draw it.

The arrow tower and the wall of the surrounding village were all pictured, and he had seen them from afar.

The bamboo crossbows made by the people in the village are all based on her family's iron crossbows.

The arrows are also about the same length.

It would be best to look like it with an iron arrow, but she couldn't take it out.

"Heng'er, you take the old man to Qi's house to see what works, and then let Fifth Uncle Qi work harder and fight on the side." Li Xuemei said.

The old man raised an eyebrow, the woman was quite careful.

Yan Xiangheng took him out.

Old Song Tou couldn't help it, and asked, "Second daughter-in-law Yan, do you think he has a score?" ”

"Uncle Song, I think he probably has some ability, not like a big talker." Li Xuemei said.

Village Chief Luo was puzzled: "He just wanted to talk to us about the conditions, why didn't he mention a word now?" ”

Uncle Hu said: "It's not good not to mention it, let him do it first, and we can do without him, they are all exiled here, I don't dare to mention anything excessive, most of them are some food, or the house, I just noticed, he and an old woman are a family, pulling a few children, some big and small, and there are a lot." ”

Li Xuemei said in her heart that exile in Guanzhou could save so many people.

The old is old, the little is small.

It's not easy.

But I have a little more expectation that he can make arrow molds.

……

Finally, the mold was cut.

The old man was tired enough.

He didn't need to exert effort, but he had to hold the mold all the way and constantly calibrate the position.

was able to split into two so quickly, thanks to the good strength of the Qi family.

He couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Mrs. Qi couldn't see it, but she could hear the sound of the grinding saw stopping.

Let the eldest granddaughter put the noodles in the pot, and make the second granddaughter call people to stop and rest.

She didn't worry about her sons, this little work didn't tire them.

But when she heard that the old man who said that he could change the mold was old, she couldn't help but be a little worried, don't tire the old man, but delay things.

Not to mention, just a few steps from the old man, she knew that this was a loss of body, not strong.

The old man looked at the hot noodles brought to him and swallowed.

Looking outside the courtyard, I saw my wife and a few children circling outside.

Everyone in Xiao'an Village is busy, working all night long.

But it is kind to them, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, and let them rest by themselves.

However, these people are like frightened birds, how dare they stop, they also boil together and do what they can.

Let's try it soon, everyone. 】

His wife was among them, constantly looking this way as she moved and lifted.

Mrs. Qi is a few times older than Qi, and her head is bright.

As soon as she talked to Mrs. Qi, Mrs. Qi asked her to call people in.

"Big sister, where are you?" Mrs. Qi took the old woman's hand and asked.

"We are from Yuzhou." The old woman spoke softly, and when she heard it, she knew that it was from the south.

"It's the south, so you're not used to staying in this Guanzhou, right?"

……

Qi Lao Niang didn't say a few words to the people, but she figured out a few things.

The old man's surname is Kang, and he used to be an old lady at home, and he didn't want his son to make a mistake, and the family was implicated and exiled to Guanzhou.

I've lived here for two years, and I've been choking enough.

The couple had two sons, both of whom worked in quarries.

The daughters-in-law all returned to their parents' homes and did not come with them.

Five grandchildren, two daughters and three boys.

The oldest was fifteen, and the youngest was only three years old.

Mrs. Qi listened beside her and looked at the children in surprise.

Which has fifteen? All as thin as kittens.

But look at the height of the old couple...... Some get it.

The old man's bowl of noodles was eaten for a while, and he finally found an opportunity to feed his grandchildren a few bites.

The Qi family didn't know.

……

Yan Lao Er and Yan Yu arrived at Guiyuan Town and did not dare to stay for a moment.

Go straight to the place where you sold bamboo last time.

People sell bamboo just by the way, and the main bamboo products are made at home.

Hearing them say that the bamboo was wrapped in a circle, not only was he not happy, but he also had a strong sense of crisis, and he had to explain clearly why he bought so much bamboo, if he didn't make it clear, he wouldn't sell it.

Yan Laoer: ......

"My family makes paper!" Yan Yu relieved the siege.

Yan Lao Er reacted quickly, quickly covered her mouth, and smiled wryly.

The child's unintentional words are more convincing.

The man was relieved, this was not a business-stealing peer.

Sellable.