Qin Lang looked there silently without saying a word. The big and small blacksmiths of Jiang were busy with their hands under Qin Shou's command, and Qin Qiong was also watching the fun.

The kickstick was hit, but it was just a circle. He led the horse and tied it to the original cloth cover. Qin Qiong couldn't help but get on and off the horse a few times. It felt good, much stronger than the cloth cover. Qin Qiong was satisfied and couldn't stop smiling. However, the ring was a little stuck when dismounting the horse, and it was not easy to get rid of it. Qin Qiong kept praising Old Man Jiang for good skills, but it was a little small, so he wanted to hit a bigger one. Old Man Jiang and the fourth little Jiang were praised by Mr. Qin so much that he couldn't see the teeth and saw him. He said that Mr. Qin waited for a moment and then hit it out immediately. After that, he picked up the hammer and prepared to start drying.

Qin Lang frowned and couldn't help but rub it over. "Master Qin, how about you knocking the ring underneath? The straight part is wider than the sole of your boots, and after knocking it flat, add an iron plate, or knock it directly into an iron plate. Isn't it more stable to ride a horse and not get stuck?" Qin Lang slowly induced Qin Qiong and Jiang Xiao and Xiao.

Old Man Jiang's youngest son, Xiaoxiao Xiaoxiao Jiang, was so thirsty that he was fifteen or sixteen years old, he first reacted. He slapped his thighs and said, "Yes, right, why didn't we figured it out before? It's definitely appropriate to come back again." After saying that, everyone looked at him, and scratched his head with a red face, and smiled embarrassedly. Everyone laughed at him, and they should do what they should do, and they should do what they should do, and they should do what they should do, and they would do what they should do.

Qin Qiong's big iron ring did not come out, and later horse braces were released. Although the material was a little poor and the craftsmanship was a little rough, it was the right one. As for wrapping some cloth on it to prevent the horse from getting hurt, Qin Lang didn't plan to say that as long as it was a person with a horse, he would consider the horse the same as his own life, this problem would sooner or later be discovered and solved.

Everyone was excited. Qin Qiong took the horse out of the gate, took it right, stepped on the horse, turned the horse, let go of the horse, ran back and forth on the dirt road in front of the door several times, whipped his feet in the middle, stood on the pedal with both feet, and slammed off the horse, which was extremely smooth. He happily called Qin Shou to prepare wine and food, and wanted to celebrate the merits.

"Master, you didn't notice that you were riding on a horse. When the horse was running or pausing, you were running back and forth on the horse's back. Is it comfortable?" Qin Erhuo came to sweep Qin Qiong's interest again.

"No, just hold the horse's belly tight. Who is like you boy's legs are weak, and you're riding a horse into a robin, and you're still going to take a duck step? Go up and don't block my interest in drinking, hahaha." After saying that, he joked with Qin Lang. The speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional, but Xiaoxiaoxiaojiang scratched his head and squatted on the ground to think.

Everyone surrounded Qin Qiong and went into the yard to drink and celebrate. "Boy, come together, I'm happy today, I want to have a good drink." Qin Qiong greeted Qin Lang.

"Okay, you can arrange it first, kid will arrive soon." Qin Lang replied to Qin Qiong and ignored him. He walked to the squatted ground, and saw Xiao Jiang delineating a leather saddle on the ground, thinking, without interrupting. After a long time, Xiao Jiang had not responded, he said, "Boy, what's the name?"

Xiaoxiaoxiaojiang then raised her head and found Qin Lang. She stood up and replied: "Go back to the young master, your name is Jiang Hao." After saying that, she felt a little embarrassed.

"Oh, Jiang Hao? Good name, then I'll call you Haozi from now on, so it's convenient to greet you. Why don't you go to have a drink?" Qin Lang asked.

"What the young master said just now is that the villain has some ideas and hasn't figured it out yet."

"Oh, it's a good thing to have ideas. You need to keep this spirit, think hard, ask more questions if you can't figure it out, and you will have a great future. Okay, think slowly, I'll go in first." Qin Lang said while using his feet toes to the saddle picture drawn by Jiang Hao's underground. He strode into the yard with his toes a few times, and then strode into the yard. If someone is interested, he will definitely find that the saddle on the ground has been drawn a few times after being outlined. In fact, the prototype of the saddle on the high bridge was found in the Three Kingdoms period, but Qin Lang didn't understand why the Tang Dynasty was still using leather saddles.

Seeing Qin Lang leaving, Jiang Hao squatted down to think about his saddle, but when he looked down, his mouth was so open that he could stuff a fist in. He was stunned for a while, and then looked in the direction where Qin Lang left, not knowing what he was thinking.

When he entered the courtyard, three people sat in the pavilion: Qin Qiong, Sun Simiao, Lao Jiangtou, Qin Shou stood aside, and Wang Xuance was busy. Qin Qiong asked Qin Lang to sit together, and Qin Lang was not vague and sat happily in his head. He knew in his heart that Qin Qiong didn't hate him anymore. As for being arrogant, he probably didn't know how to behave. After all, it's still a short time, so take your time.

When the wine and food came up, Qin Qiong greeted him, and everyone raised their glasses to celebrate. They covered them with a glass. When the wine reached their mouths, Qin Lang sucked it. It was just a beer from later generations, and he couldn't even catch up. He was very bland, so he let go of it. Starting from Sun Simiao, he toasted three cups each and said a lot of good words. Qin Qiong nodded silently: This kid seems to be okay, not so scoundrel. Taking advantage of the time, Qin Lang talked a few sips of food, then pretended to be unable to drink and left the table.

The food was really unpleasant, but there was nothing I could do. Qin Lang couldn't get out of here now. He put his mind on Qin Qiong all day long. When would he not be able to complete it and when would he be uneasy?

This is how people are. Everything is easy to say when suffering, but once you have the conditions, you will start to pick and choose. Qin Lang, a second-year patient, actually wants to live happily from beginning to end. After living his life, he will see if he can return to his previous life and his wife and children's warm bed.

Fighting for kings and hegemony? Cheng Wang Chenggong? Or fighting against heaven and earth to release the Turks, stepping on Goryeo? Or taking on the development of the Tang Dynasty and drawing the world for Li Er? Forget it, those are too tiring. Qin Lang felt that his small body was too thin and could not be competent. He just thought about Qin Eryou, and it was only just enough. Qin Lang was running wildly on the road of eating and waiting for death, holding a few thighs, and happily spent his whole life.

The current living environment needs to be changed. Using a few pieces of linen to go to a thatched cottage will also attract contempt for Wang Xuance. Using some green salt to brush teeth in the morning will also attract contempt. In the summer, I want to swim but don’t even have a swimming pool and eat some delicious food. Alas! There are still many things to change, and you still have to do something. Let’s do it slowly. If you can help Li Er, Qin Lang is willing to do it, as long as Qin Lang does it now. For example, in order to hold the ancestors’ thighs, Qin Lang will induce Qin Qiong to invent a stirrup and improve a saddle. Qin Lang will not care whose invention is the future. As long as Qin Qiong is happy, he can cover himself like Sun Simiao in the future.

Alas, my life experience cannot stand Li Ercha. This is a flaw. It is too provoked and it is not a good thing for people to target it. Only the one who can really feel at ease is Sun. As long as he works hard to improve his weight in Sun Simiao's heart, Sun Simiao will definitely provide him with a guarantee. Li Er should be able to provide a guarantee, because Li Er's heart is supreme, and Sun Simiao can refuse the emperor's reward from the Sui Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty, and he has more people in his heart.

Serve Master Sun well and let Master Sun become a king and become a god as soon as possible is the right way, and he can be comfortable and have a long way to go. At this time, Qin Lang began to be in a mess of thoughts again, and let go of himself to relieve his longing for his family.

The sound of ding-beams and irons never stopped from morning to night. Sun's mansion almost turned Qin Qiong into Jiangji Blacksmith Shop, and the goal was clear: all the war horses of the Zuowu Guard must be equipped with kicks! Qin Lang had a headache when he heard this, and quickly wanted to hide away, intending to find Sun Simiao, but someone stopped him on the way.

Jiang Hao who stopped Qin Lang held a high bridge saddle in his arms, but it was just iron. He stumbled and wanted Qin Lang to see it. Qin Lang's head hurt even more. He raised his foot and slapped Jiang Hao's butt a few times, and scolded: "Kick you to death, don't you know how heavy the iron lump is? Can the horse carry it? Ah? You are a prodigal thing, do you know how expensive the iron? Is your iron valuable? Is it worthwhile? Give me a few cars, a prodigal thing, don't you know if the wood is lighter than iron? Is it easier to process than iron? Is it much cheaper than iron? Get out of your way with your thing, and let me see such a stupid thing next time, and I will kick it." After kicking Jiang Haoyang left, he didn't listen to what Jiang Hao was saying. Jiang Hao woke up in his dream, stood there and laughed foolishly, and ran away with the iron lump.

Sun Simiao couldn't help but attack the mosquito, and a dead mosquito was dismembered by Sun Simiao. The reason was that the old Taoist used a magnifying glass to observe that after the mosquito died, more and more small bugs could be seen under the magnifying glass. Then the old Taoist dismembered the mosquito and wanted to see where the little bugs came from.

"Old man, can you see this little bug when the mosquito is alive?"

"Yes, but not so much."

"That's right. A mosquito can reproduce a nest, and an ant can reproduce a nest. Why can't that little bug breed? We can call this insect a bacteria, which cannot be seen with the naked eye. Things that can only be seen with the help of this magnifying glass in your hand can be called bacteria. It's just that the types are different and the harm and consequences are different. Uncle Sun, please beg you for a while. Now you must be careful not to touch it with your hands. If you finish touching it, use your method to disinfect it. Wash your hands frequently, wash them with salt water, wash them a few more times before you can drink water and eat them.

Things, my uncle Sun, do you understand? Don’t ask any questions, why wash water with concentrated salt water? I’ll give you a solution for yourself. Drop a little salt water on this mosquito. Different concentrations of dead mosquitoes separate. You will understand after observing for a few days. Old man, this time I don’t care about my business or not. You can think about it yourself. I have a headache and left first." Qin Lang escaped from the backyard after saying that, and felt that his head was getting more and more painful. One or two people were not worry-free. There was a shortage of manpower, and there was a shortage of manpower that could be used easily.

Where can I find some sensible and useful personnel? Do I have to take action to cultivate myself? It’s too slow. I have been a tree for ten years and a hundred years, and I can live for so long?

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