The iron workshop is in Nancheng, Chengdu, near a Daxi River. When he first entered Shu, Xu Mu had considered the matter of casting, and that was why he made this arrangement.
At this time, the blast furnace in the iron workshop next to the river was casting weapons day and night under the melting snow. After the tragic victory in the previous water battle, many of the weapons sank into the river. Even if water ghosts were sent to fish them out, they would not survive.
Limited to technology, not much was gained.
Carrying two jars of wine and practicing his smile, Xu Mucai took Si Hu and walked to the iron workshop with confidence.
Still far away, when Xu Mu looked up, he saw Xu Qiao licking his chopsticks. Xu Qiao also saw him, screamed strangely, and quickly ran towards the back door of the iron workshop with his little buttocks in his arms.
Xu Mu was silent for a while and simply continued walking forward.
Three old men were sitting cross-legged on the balcony of the iron workshop, drinking heavily. Even if they knew he was coming, they had no intention of turning around.
"father……"
Chen Datie picked his ears.
"Dad, my son is here to see you!" Xu Mu gritted his teeth, put down the two jars of wine, and sat on the empty table. Si Hu next to him was so impatient that he picked up a bowl of steamed cake and ran away immediately.
"You stupid tiger, you have nothing to fight, so you start grabbing food again, right?" Zhuge Fan turned his head and cursed all over.
Xu Mugang, who was nearby, was about to apologize.
"You are so ridiculous!" Zhuge Fan cursed and turned his head, "Look at you, you are so majestic. You have been fighting outside for a year. After the war, how many times did you come back to see me? Three times?
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"There have been a lot of things recently..."
"I'm too lazy to preach, and I've raised a fool for nothing. Why don't you and Silly Hu join forces and go to the theater to play two fools?"
"Dad, that's great! If you act, you'll still get money."
"Shut up." Zhuge Fan couldn't help but started coughing.
Xu Mu came closer to pat his back, and suddenly realized that Zhuge Fan in front of him had wrinkles all over his face, and his skin and flesh had become loose.
Next to him, Chen Datie had gray hair on his temples. The old scholar's eyes were becoming more and more cloudy.
Throughout Xishu, some people are taking over and some are getting older.
For example, in the ironworks in front of us, even without Chen Blacksmith, most of the apprentices who were walking around were already able to stand alone.
The three elders in the family are already in their twilight years.
"Xu Mu is unfilial... a toast to all three of you." He picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp. There was a hint of sadness on his raised face.
After he stopped coughing, Zhuge Fan sighed. He changed his previous curse and his voice became gentle.
"I know it's not easy for you, and you have gotten to where you are now step by step. Now, you are only one step away from the last step. The confrontation between the north and the south will not last for a few years, which will be the last step towards your great cause."
"Tell me what we want to build." Chen Datie also turned his head and said, "While I'm still alive, I'll help you more."
"It's not urgent. I'll discuss it with your disciples later." Xu Mu calmed down, "But you three, please listen to my words and go to Divine Doctor Chen for more information when you have free time."
Look at yourself."
"My son will not be able to escape death." The old scholar said with a smile. But there was clearly a sense of loss in this smile.
The eldest son Li Poshan has not returned to the Central Plains. Under the family and the country, the father and son have not seen each other for nearly ten years.
"I heard that you are going to the Western Regions?" Zhuge Fan twisted a peanut and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it much slower than before.
"I have this plan."
"I thought about it and will go with you then." Zhuge Fan continued.
"Dad, your legs are lame... It's better to stay in Chengdu after being so far away -"
"I have something to do and I have to go there."
"whats the matter."
"I have a sweetheart whom I want to meet before I die."
Xu Mu was speechless, this was obviously a prevarication. He was afraid that once Zhuge Fan left, this old man would not be able to come back.
"Let him go." Chen Datie said concisely.
Xu Mu hesitated and looked at Zhuge Fan, "Really going?"
"I am a beautiful young man. Back in the Western Regions, all those girls with high noses and big eyes were attracted to me...ahem."
"I went to the Western Regions. I might be able to do something for you."
Xu Mu was silent. In view of Zhuge Lai's body, he didn't want to agree. But vaguely, he seemed to understand that this was equivalent to a long-cherished wish of Zhuge Lai.
"Go ahead and join the battle, father and son."
"Hey, my arms and legs are old, and you still want me to draw my sword and help you fight?"
"is not what it means……"
"When Qiao'er grows up, you should abdicate immediately. My grandson is much smarter than you."
What the hell...
"My son, when will the world be at peace?" After cursing, Zhuge Fan suddenly spoke.
"I do not know either."
"I said before that when the world is at peace, I will take you to the thirty states of the world and have a look. As the chief helmsman, what you do is too boring. You only know how to fight and fight."
Zhuge Lai picked up the wine bowl, but Xu Mu stopped him with his hand and slowly pressed it down.
"There will be a chance. Just pay attention to your health. From now on, the three of you can only drink five times a month. If you drink more, I won't give you any drinks."
Zhuge laughed lamely, "Fortunately, it won't be long before I follow you to the Western Regions."
"You are not allowed to drink too much when you come back from the Western Regions."
Zhuge smiled lamely and did not answer, his eyes twinkling a little.
Chen Datie and the old scholar were on one side. This time, surprisingly, they did not refute.
"Don't forget, after I conquer the country, I will wait for you three to be granted the title of Supreme Grandfather or something."
The three old men all smiled again.
"I won't stop you for today's meal. I'll ask Xi Niang and the others to make some fresh fish soup for you later. Remember my words and go to Doctor Chen's place more often. If you have a headache or leg cramps,
, I will cure it for you with just a few injections. People all over the world are overwhelmed and wish to go there every day. It would be better for the three of you to just drink lazily."
"If you are bald, wear a hat to avoid catching cold." When he stood up, Xu Mu put on the felt hat again and helped the lame man put it on.
"You didn't shave it back then, it doesn't have hair anymore!"
"You almost kicked me to death back then!"
"You are unfilial!"
"You're still not kind." Xu Mu said with a smile. He found that joking with the three old men was really endless fun. He only hoped that days like this could continue forever.
"Fathers, please leave first."
"Get out!"
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After walking down the stairs, Xu Mu felt a sense of loss in his heart. Although he was not his biological son, these three honest people followed him all the way around and gave him all kinds of help.
Despite the superficial appearance, they actually tried their best to help him.
Dismissing his thoughts, Xu Mu walked into the foundry room of the ironworks. Originally, he wanted to give the drawings to Chen forging, but after thinking about it, he didn't want the old man to work too hard now.
"Li Lin."
A master craftsman from the ironworks walked over in a hurry, wiping the sweat from his face.
"Lord, what's wrong?"
"Find a few people and discuss it together. I have something that I need you to make."