Chapter 979

Yuchi Gong stares at Cheng Yaojin and gets up in the mud. The meat in his hand is already covered with yellow mud and carbon ash. Angrily, he smashes the meat into Cheng Yaojin.

"Do you still want me to feed you?"

"Do it yourself!"

Cheng Yaojin didn't miss him either. He took the meat, quickly inserted it with a dagger, leaned against the fire, and then cut off the muddy place outside. He ate with relish.

Yuchi Gong trembled with anger.

Gao Lao hurriedly advised: "well, well, how old are you? You're still fighting here? It's not more than ten years ago."

"Feng Zi is a gentle man, not like you, a barbarian. You have to eat like a meal. No wonder Lao Li always said you at home. Look at you. How old you are. What are you doing here?"

Hearing the speech, Yuchi Gong and Cheng Yaojin sat down bitterly.

Zhang Feng's meal is called a comfortable one.

I don't know how Lao Gao pickled the meat. It was coated with barbecue seasoning and had a strong smell of pepper and cumin.

Wild mutton has a strong smell of mutton, but after such a practice, there is no smell of mutton, and there is a smell of sandalwood.

With the atmosphere of fog and rain at this time, Zhang Feng couldn't help eating extra sweet.

He hasn't had a good meal during this time. It's rare to be so rude this time.

But let Yuchi Gong go.

The old boy seems to have a guilty heart. He keeps stuffing meat into Zhang Feng's mouth. Wherever the meat is good, he puts it into Zhang Feng's mouth. What sheep tendon and sheep tenderloin.

Zhang Feng's tears are about to flow out. The key is not to let him drink.

Sniffing the delicious Baijiu, and watching the three people can not stop drinking wine, Zhang Feng that greedy ah, finally in the Wei Chi Gong from the hands of Cheng grabbed a leg of mutton, Zhang Feng was crying and blocking the Wei Chi Gong: "Lao Yu, are you going to choke me, or do you want to support me? For a moment, you lost your mind because of the pain, and inadvertently hurt the boy, but the boy is not a baby, is he?"

"If you put aside your age, it's estimated that you are all the boy's uncles, but thanks for not giving up. We became brothers. I originally planned to go to you to have a good chat this morning, but I saw you again. Why do you embarrass the boy?"

Hearing Zhang Feng's words, Yuchi Gong put down his meat and sat opposite Zhang Feng with a smile: "It's enough to have you, but of course you can't stand my apology. I've lived my whole life. What scene have you never seen? Before, there were countless dead souls who died under my hands in the army. Even if it was wrong, I forced him to break it straight with my fist. One life is worth one life. I've lived enough in my life. I lived and died in Qilian Mountain, It's long been bearish. "

Hearing the speech, Cheng Yaojin sighed with Lao Gao.

Nothing was said.

Yuchi Gong paused, but in his low eyes, he was instantly occupied by an anger and clenched his fist: "here, people can die of old age, die of illness, be burned by fire, cut to death, drown, be scolded and trampled to death. There are many ways to die, but there are only two not!"

"That's freezing and starving."

"This is the most desperate and painful way to die in the world. I have been in the army for so many years. Even if I left the army, I still can be regarded as a soldier, and I still hope that they will enter the army in the future."

"I hope that there will be no people who will starve or freeze to death in the future. I hope that one day, all the people in Datang will not be frozen to death, starve to death and have plenty of food and clothing. Even if you let me die at this time, take it!"

"I didn't complain at all."

At this time, Zhang Feng suddenly said, "no wonder the iron cattle have so much strength one by one. It's all instilled by you!"

"But you can rest assured that once the work of my textile factory is carried out, and once the fire gun is successfully developed, it is enough to protect the safety of my people in the Tang Dynasty."

Seeing that the topic fell on the textile factory again, Cheng Yaojin said, "you textile factory, I heard you're going to use the waterfall? Don't need many people?"

Zhang Feng nodded: "yes, after all, people have limited labor. Even if they spin cloth that doesn't fit their eyes one day and one night, they can spin cloth up to three feet a day. That's a top day."

"But I have a way here."

Yuchi Gong, hearing the speech, asked in unison, "what can I do?"

"Make use of the natural advantages of the waterfall to make twelve waterwheel. With the linkage device of the waterwheel, you can drive 100 to 300 large looms to weave at the same time, and only three or five people need to look at it!"

"And by using the linkage of the waterwheel, one large textile machine can spin one cloth and 300 looms a day..."

Zhang Feng's voice suddenly stopped, then stared at the three and asked, "how many cloth do you think you can spin?"

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