The expression on Xiao Li Guanghuarong's face was very exciting, and she gritted her teeth and said, "No need to shoot, you take her out to play."
Hua Yuerong didn't know that her brother was so aggrieved that he was about to vomit three liters of blood. He didn't even pick the apples, so he trotted over with joy and joy: "Brother, are you telling the truth?"
Hua Rong nodded helplessly, and Xueer also put down the crossbow, smiled and picked the apple for Hua Yuerong. Ximen Qing could see clearly from the side that a small arrow was almost pierced through the center of the apple.
The crested hairpin on the back looks very familiar.
Xueer wiped it and put away the small arrow, but still put on the crested hairpin: "Let's go, the sun hasn't set yet, let's go hunt some wild ducks and roast them!"
"I'm the best at roasting wild ducks." Shi Qian, who was on the drum, also joined in the fun and patted his chest: "Let's go!"
Ximen Qing smiled and said goodbye to Xiao Li Guang Huarong: "Chief Hua, Xiao Ke still has some things to do, so he will stay here soon."
Wu Song could barely hold back his laughter and saluted Hua Rong to say goodbye.
Hua Rong turned his back with a livid face. Ximen Qing estimated that there were ten thousand grass and mud horses roaring past in this guy's heart.
After Ximen Qing and his party left, Hua Rong stretched out his hand to stop the boy who was cleaning up. He looked at the carved feather arrow that was first broken by him on the ground, and an unknown fire in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
"Bring me the bow!"
Hua Rong gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, which startled the boy beside him and hurriedly offered him the flying fish bag.
Without saying a word, Hua Rong took out his gold-painted bow, took out an eagle-feathered arrow from the animal pot, bent the bow and nocked the arrow, aiming for the haystack.
"Ximen Qing, you are seeking death!"
Hua Rong's first arrow shot out, hitting the red heart like a shooting star. The boy cheered as usual, but Hua Rong interrupted him coldly: "Why cheer!"
The boy shut his mouth angrily, and Hua Rong went to get a second arrow and shot it out, still hitting the red heart.
"Dare to mess with me? You're looking for death!"
Hua Rong did not blurt out the curse in his heart. Instead, he buried it in his heart and only focused on shooting arrows.
The third arrow!
...
The fifth arrow!
...
The tenth arrow!
...
The boy on the side watched in horror as his master, who was usually calm, kept firing arrows. It wasn't until the pot of arrows was shot out that Hua Rong woke up and felt that his arms were shaking a little.
For a magic shooter like Hua Rong, he usually trains with a certain degree of relaxation. It is absolutely impossible to shoot a pot of arrows like today.
The haystacks opposite have been filled with grass, and the original appearance cannot be seen at all.
Xiao Li Guanghuarong looked up to the sky and sighed, casually throwing the gold-painted bow he used daily on the ground, and walked to the front yard in a daze...
"Master! Master!"
The boy called out repeatedly, Hua Rong paused and turned around suddenly.
What surprised the boy was that Hua Rong's eyes were bloodshot and red, and there was a big ball of green air between his eyebrows!
Hua Rong glared at the boy fiercely, turned back and continued walking to the front yard.
"Master, what's going on..." The boy muttered to himself in fear.
What he didn't know was that Hua Rong's inner world had collapsed. What a little Li Guang, what a magic arrow general. Hua Rong felt that he was worse than a pig now.
Whether it was Song Jiang who forced the marriage and threatened Hua Yuerong, or whether it was Xue'er from the Ximen family who led her good sister into a bad person, Hua Rong now felt unable to resist.
Although pigs are stupid, they still know how to protect their food.
And Hua Rong can't even protect his own sister!
Hua Rong locked himself in the room and slapped himself twice. The mirror on the table reflected a haggard young man, which made Hua Rong feel both familiar and unfamiliar.
"Is this what I look like?" Hua Rong was so angry that he shouted, swept the mirror to the ground, and stomped on it hard.
Immediately afterwards, Hua Rong stood blankly for a long time, and finally a green light flashed between his eyebrows, and he made up his mind.
"As long as I kill Ximen Qing, my sister will not become bad and she won't have to marry Qin Ming!"
The blacksmith shop was in full swing. Tang Long, the golden leopard, did not take out the pattern of the hook and sickle gun and ask the blacksmiths to make it. Instead, he first observed the level of everyone.
Ximen Qing has never set foot in the blacksmith shop because he trusts Tang Long, and more importantly, Ximen Qing does not want to alert others. Without blacksmith Mao in the blacksmith shop, Song Jiang and Wu Yong must have been paying attention...
There must be some eyes and ears among you.
It took Tang Long no effort to find out these eyes and ears, which was just a matter of minutes, but the news Ximen Qing sent through Huatong'er was: "If you find out one group, there will probably be another group. Anyway, there is nothing wrong with it."
Why should we care about people’s affairs? Leave these eyes and ears alone to paralyze the people behind you.”
Tang Long was convinced, and the blacksmith shop began to speed up. All the blacksmiths, headed by Shuai Zixuan, burst out with a hundred and twenty points of energy, and almost didn't even bother to drink.
That villager had been driven down the mountain long ago to make money, so he had no time to care!
time is money!
Ximen Qing told Tang Long this sentence, and Tang Long told the blacksmiths as well, and everyone regarded it as a famous saying.
Common weapons such as simple knives and waist knives were forged in a smooth manner, and the Jiaozi in Tang Long's hands was delivered in a smooth manner. Shuai Zixuan secretly observed that Tang Long didn't even have the slightest intention of regretting the money, and he felt more at ease with his work.
By chance, Shuai Zixuan learned about the God of Wealth behind Tang Long, the rich man from Qinghe County, Banjie Ximen!
Shuai Zixuan felt at ease and invited five or six minions over the next day. Tang Long smiled when they saw him. This was exactly what he wanted to see.
The other blacksmiths didn't understand it at first, but it wasn't until noon that Shuai Zixuan figured it out while he was eating.
If you don’t make any money, it will become invalid upon expiration!
Even if it is a piece of iron, how many nails can be driven into the whole body?
Of course, the right way is to recruit more disciples and increase production!
The apprentice will do the rough work and he will do the fine work himself. As long as the quality is high enough, Tang Long will not accept it, and the price Shuai Zixuan promised to his apprentice is one-third of Tang Long's purchase price.
This way you can make money quickly without getting tired.
The blacksmiths puffed their beards and stared, why couldn't they come up with such an idea? The blacksmiths who had planned to work day and night immediately felt that their idea was too stupid.
"As expected of a handsome man!"
Looking at the adoring eyes of the blacksmiths, Shuai Zixuan felt great satisfaction.
News that the Houshan Blacksmith Shop was recruiting apprentices gradually spread among the young men. The young men who were originally unwilling to come became eager to try.
Why?
What if an ordinary blacksmith shop could not produce an apprentice for three to five years? The young apprentice could not earn a penny for the master in these three to five years, so he could only take care of food and drink.
What's the situation now? As long as you go to work, get an apprenticeship, and still get money!
No fool would go!
On the fourth day, even Chao Gai, the King of Pagodas, heard the good news and went to the blacksmith shop to observe. To his surprise, everyone was so sweaty and enthusiastic that they didn't even have time to salute themselves.
And the number of people has expanded several times!
Looking at the finished products piled aside, Chao Gai felt that there was finally hope for those long-delayed orders.
The only one who was idle was Tang Long, the golden leopard, but the blacksmith shop was in good order and prosperous. Chao Gai was very happy and praised Tang Long repeatedly.
"Brother Tang Long...he has a way of doing it! You have trained these lazy guys to be so diligent! Unexpectedly...unexpectedly!"
Faced with Chao Gai's praise, Tang Long was neither arrogant nor impatient, nor did he hide how he did it.
Of course, Tang Long mentioned by the way that all the current funds are advanced by Ximen Qing, that is, the Ximen Group.
"How is this possible?" Chao Gai, the King of Tota, looked ashamed: "I asked Mr. Accountant to come over and settle the matter. The money advanced by Brother Ximen will be returned to Liangshan in double the amount. From now on, the amount will be paid monthly from Liangshan's treasury!"
"The accounts are all with brother Ximen." Tang Long said with a smile: "There is another matter. The supply of iron ore, coal and other materials needs to be accelerated, and a new stove must be built."
Chao Gai said that he had no objection and immediately made arrangements.
At this time, the blacksmith shop in the back mountain attracted everyone's attention.
"It's amazing, it's amazing. Ximen Qing is a genius. He completely turned the blacksmith shop around in just two or three days."
Even Zhiduoxing Wu Yong was deeply impressed, but when he turned his face, he saw Song Jiang's gloomy face that was about to drip with water.
"Since it cannot be used by me, it is a disaster and must be uprooted. I hope Brother Hua Rong can kill this person as soon as possible and everything will belong to the public!"
Song Jiang's words made Wu Yong couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
Then Song Jiang said again: "This time the King actually wants to double the money advanced by Ximen Qing. Doesn't this make him a fortune? Mr. Jialiang, do you know who will settle the settlement? If necessary, you can
Come up with some unclear accounts and sue him before the King of Heaven!"
Song Jiang's words "Mr. Jialiang" made Wu Yong feel hot, and he quickly asked: "Did brother Gongming forget that brother Xiao Rang is now in charge of the accounts?"
"Very good." Song Jiang suddenly laughed: "Xiao Rang is one of our own, and he will definitely not refuse."
Wu Yong shook his goose feather fan and nodded repeatedly: "That's that."
"How is the work of that stone slab?" Song Jiang's voice suddenly dropped: "How is the progress now? You must keep it confidential, and whoever leaks the news will be silenced!"
"Everything is going according to plan." Wu Yong also replied in a low voice: "Xiao Rang has written the inscriptions a few days ago, and Jin Dajian has selected the stones and started to do it himself."
Song Jiang nodded with satisfaction: "The ancient calligraphy of the master scholar Xiao Rang, coupled with the uncanny craftsmanship of the jade-arm craftsman Jin Dajian, when this stone tablet is dug out, it must be thought that it is destined by God, and no one can question it.
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Wu Yong was also very happy because Song Jiang ranked first on Shijie and he ranked second.
"As long as Ximen Qing and Tian Wang die, isn't it destined by God to be the greatest?"
Song Jiang and Wu Yong couldn't help laughing when they talked about their happiness.