When Zhang Qian left, he drove away most of the cattle, sheep and horses, and the few remaining cattle were some old, weak, sick and pregnant, and they could not travel long distances.

So, Tangyi's father managed to get a herd of bison.

Looking at Yang Chuan's stunned appearance, Tangyi's father grinned with a big smirk, and his face was honest and honest: "Childe wants to learn?" I'll teach you, but you have to learn how to ride a horse and shoot an arrow first. ”

Yang Chuan was silent.

He turned and went into the woods, and continued to cut the trees, which were not slow to cut with the help of axes, saws, and wool ropes.

After settling down a large herd of bison, the cousin came over to help.

"Logging is a matter of ingenuity, you tie the wool rope first, and then cut a hole in the direction where the tree might fall, and then you can do it in the back."

After teaching the 'know-how' of logging to his father, Yang Chuan went to make bellows.

Originally, he wanted to move some rocks and build a few charcoal-burning 'pits', but after trying to move a few stones, he resolutely gave up.

This kind of physical work is more suitable for cousins......

……

Three days later, the charcoal buried in the sand after the fire burned should be almost gone, and a makeshift bellows had been made to deal with the pile of broken copper.

I have to say that the Qiang Aries tribe is actually quite rich, just the various ironware, bronze tools, etc. that have been robbed over the years, there are almost two or three thousand catties, although many of them have been rusted to the point that they do not look good, but it is still possible to re-smelt them.

This gives Yang Chuan great convenience.

Otherwise, even if he had half a belly of carburizing and steel filling, with the current rudimentary conditions, he could only stare at those iron ores, and at most he would just sprinkle a soak of urine on them to show his dissatisfaction.

Before starting work, Yang Chuan roasted three whole sheep and cooked some fresh fish and wild vegetable soup.

The six golden eagles finally relented.

There are a few more big foodies in the family, which makes him feel relieved and start to worry a little: these guys are too edible, and when they return to Chang'an City, where will there be so much beef and mutton to feed them?

Three snow leopards, plus six golden eagles, two or three days of food is almost a cow, which in the Central Plains, is almost equivalent to eating several acres of fertile land.

"Uncle Tangyi, when you are full of food and drink, you just keep pulling the bellows."

"Uncle Tangyi, pour that iron juice into the dirt pit."

"Uncle Tangyi, come, sprinkle a soak of urine on it......"

“……”

After tossing for a whole day, my cousin's father was about to collapse.

But when he carried a 'war hammer' specially made by Yang Chuan for himself, he immediately revived with full blood, and his eyes were blazing: "Childe, this sledgehammer was really given to me?" ”

Yang Chuan nodded and said with a smile: "Not only will I give you a war hammer, but also the best knife in the world." ”

Tangyi's father smiled shyly.

So, after a short rest, the two men quickly moved and began to make the first knife.

This process is very boring and tedious, and it is nothing more than putting the iron that has been re-smelted during the day in the furnace fire and burning it red, beating and quenching it repeatedly...... Repeatedly, over and over again.

But the cousin's father's eyes became brighter and brighter, especially when he saw that under his own hammering, a piece of black iron gradually turned into a long strip, calcined for a while, and then folded up and continued to beat, and finally turned into a knife.

This Hun was so excited that he wanted to reach out and touch it several times.

Of course, Yang Chuan stopped this stupid move, just kidding, the work is not done yet, grab the hot iron bar, then don't you burn the claws into a teppanyaki?

After most of the night's hard work, the first return finally came.

A large amount of charcoal, plus wool, horn, butter, deer blood, horse urine, etc., added during quenching, made a knife a foot long and two fingers wide......

"This knife is called a cattle slaughtering knife."

Under the nourishment of Yang Chuan's soak of children's urine, the 'cattle slaughtering knife' was full of uproar; while the fire was in full swing, Yang Chuan simply riveted two pieces of horns on the handle of the knife, which was considered a complete success.

"That's it?"

When the knife cooled down, Tangyi's father held it in his hand with some disgust, and it seemed that he was very dissatisfied with Yang Chuan's behavior of peeing on the knife.

"Let's make do with it," Yang Chuan threw him a piece of deerskin, and said with a smile: "I could have quenched it hundreds of times and added some condiments to it, but I can't do it today, I'm too tired." ”

"Wipe it and let me see the effect."

Tangyi's father wiped it with deer skin for a while, and the blade gradually brightened, revealing a layer of fish scales the size of a fingernail, cold and faint, it was a rare good knife!

Tangyi's father's eyes lit up, and he couldn't put it down, and said angrily: "Childe, fight again!" ”

Yang Chuan stretched his waist and yawned: "Hurry up and go to bed, and I'll do it tomorrow." ”

In the following days, Yang Chuan and Tangyi's father were busy all day long, either striking iron, or burning charcoal to prepare for iron, and their lives were busy and fulfilling.

As for Zhang Qian's wife and children?

Let's wait and see, anyway, people are on the Mobei grassland, according to the urine nature of the Huns, how can the young woman's belly be idle? I guess I have already moved to another man's tent, right?

Yang Chuan was not in a hurry, and Tang Yi's father didn't seem to be in a hurry, so the two of them simply kept their mouths shut, somewhat tacitly and spiritually.

Before the kitchenware was ready, Yang Chuan said that he didn't want to take half a step out of the canyon, not that he was not trustworthy, nor that he was too cowardly, but simply afraid of death.

Once you get out of this shelter, the sky is high and the sky is wide, and the devil knows what the crisis will become......

……

In the blink of an eye, more than two months have passed.

The autumn breeze is rising.

Autumn rain after rain turns the small stream in the canyon into a wide river, and every now and then, a flood breaks out, knocking down some huge rocks, which is quite amazing.

After each flood, the river beach would be filled with all kinds of stones, many of which turned out to be extremely high-quality Hetian jade seeds, which made Tangyi's father overjoyed, and he moved back a lot, all piled up in the courtyard of the camp, there were more than 200 pieces.

Among them, there are several pieces of seed material, the size of a pig's head, if you can see jade after cutting, it is absolutely valuable.

Yang Chuan has little interest in Hetian Yu, and in his spare time, he often squats on high stones with Sister Leopard's family, looking at the snow-capped mountains, grasslands, rivers and seas in the distance.

Every now and then, he would sigh: "The Western Regions more than 2,000 years ago were so beautiful." ”

The two young eagles are growing their bodies, and they have been eating small stoves with big hair and small hair recently, and their body bones are recovering well, and hard feathers are beginning to grow on their wings.

Tangyi's father told Yang Chuan that after a while, the autumn wind will be colder, and the young eagle will be able to spread its wings and fly.

"They are good and will be the kings of heaven." My cousin said this every time.

Yang Chuan didn't have much hope for these two cowards.

When they fought with two snow leopard cubs, they almost never won, and each time they were grabbed by someone's claws, they ran all over the ground, and finally they were pressed to the ground and rubbed.

At first, when the baby snow leopard takes its head in its mouth, the young eagle will be scared half to death, trembling all over, and crying out for mercy.

Later, the two sand sculptures gradually fell in love with this exciting game, and if they had nothing to do, they would take the initiative to stuff their heads into the mouth of the little snow leopard and help others clean up the lean flesh between their teeth.

Every time he saw this kind of dangerous game, Yang Chuan's heart would clench......

The two little snow leopards are arrogant, like two bullies, no matter where they go, there will be two little followers, and in the end, even the meat is torn off by two sand sculptures and fed to their mouths.

Simply so!

So, Yang Chuan named the two young eagles: the big eagle and the second eagle.

He silently calculated in his heart that if a few adult golden eagles could hatch a small eagle again, their names could be continued: three, four, and five......

"Childe, after this rain, it's time for us to leave."

On this day, when they had exhausted a large pile of broken copper and iron, Tangyi's father looked up at the gloomy sky, and his face was a little gloomy: "Winter on the grassland comes quickly, as long as the north wind blows overnight, it may snow." ”

"Go? Why are you going? Yang Chuan asked in amazement.

Seeing that winter was approaching, he had already begun to prepare food, firewood, and bearskin robes for the winter.

Tangyi's father was also stunned, looked at Yang Chuan directly, and said, "We're not going to Mobei...... Save Lord Zhang Qian's wife? ”