Chapter 1172

There are only three days left before the Mid Autumn Festival poetry festival.

After determining the future research policy, they hurriedly plunged into the cave widened into the warehouse and forging workshop research room with altchinon.

Caves are not what they used to be.

At this time, all the smelting instruments and the like were brought outdoors. Although there was no sound in the cave at this time, the dry and hot mixed with the smell of acid, smoke and feet made Zhang Feng feel sick for a while, but altynon and others seemed to be used to this smell since childhood.

For them.

Let Zhang Feng seriously doubt whether they like the taste.

With the passage of time, Zhang Feng has also learned the appearance of everyone. When you return your clothes, you only have a big underpants, and you don't dare to sit on the stool.

Burn your ass.

He simply lay on the table and told everyone about the principle of the striker, but these old color critics always stared at his ass, which made Zhang Feng angry.

Shit, what do you think of my ass?

But he didn't say it clearly.

He can only be patient and still talks about all the relevant principles and these things. He doesn't know how to forge them, but at least he is also a talent from a professional background. His oral knowledge has long been perfect. In addition, after exercising for so long in the Tang Dynasty, he also knows how to give these people something here and now.

Even if Zhang Feng has picked up the most important thing to say, it still makes these people feel like listening to the book of heaven, but they are deeply attracted by the mechanical structure and chain device that Zhang Feng said.

It's not easy

Zhang Feng told the story from beginning to end for at least three hours. He directly picked up the charcoal on the spot and listed the calculation formulas for the people over and over again on the white paper. It was not easy to give the people to the church

When Zhang Feng walked out of the forging workshop, it was like walking in the region,

His mouth was dry and his eyes were dazzled. At this time, he just wanted to find a jar of water and pour it hard.

"Dean, are you out?"

At this time, the Guard commander chuck bumped up and handed Zhang Feng a melon in his hand. He was distressed, but he still pretended to be nothing and handed it to Zhang Feng.

"Dean, I know you can't get used to the tea there. I prepared cucumbers for you early!"

Hu Gua, the old name of cucumber, looked at the cucumber in chuck's hand at this time. Zhang Feng really had some eyes shining, took it, wiped it and ate it fiercely.

After eating two cucumbers, Zhang Feng finally calmed down, arched his hands at chuck and said, "thanks, don't say it. This thing doesn't eat much on weekdays, but now it's really a feeling."

"By the way, what's your name again?"

Zhang Feng wanted to say thanks, but he really didn't remember the veteran's name.

The veteran didn't care either. He laughed and said, "the Dean calls me chuck. Lao Cha is OK. By the way, the Dean, today I heard from my brother at the foot of the mountain that someone heard in the square city that the iron on the mountain is going to run out. Is it true?"

When Zhang Feng heard the speech, he couldn't help being alert and asked, "who did you listen to?"

Without waiting for chuck to speak, the eldest son rushed out of breath and rushed over: "Fengzi, go, something's wrong!"

Chang sun Chong's signature Beige robe, coupled with the coquettish style at this time and several embroideries showing his status that are one size larger than others in Bailu academy, really surprised Zhang Feng at this time. He thought that the person surnamed five and Qiwang called and hurriedly asked, "what's the matter?"

Chang sun Chong is out of breath at this time. Where is he free to say?

He just pulled Zhang Feng with his head depressed and ran away. He also grabbed the remaining three cucumbers in chuck's arms and chewed them while walking.

Zhang Feng really didn't know what had happened, but he also knew that if something big had not really happened, Chang sun Chong wouldn't have been like this.

Zhang Feng didn't speak. At this time, he couldn't say what he wanted to say. Zhang Feng seriously doubted the speed of Chang sun Chong. If Liu Xiang was here and ran at the same time, could Liu Xiang see the shadow of the goods.

This shit.

Zhang Feng was almost caught in his armpit by his eldest sun Chong, but even so, Zhang Feng almost had a feeling of suffocation.

After drinking tea, they hurried back to the cabin, which was already full of people. Even Gao Kan and Wei Chi Baolin returned from the army.

As soon as he saw Zhang Feng like this, Gao Kan immediately stood up and directly picked Zhang Feng up from Chang sun Chong's pigeon nest and put him in the first place. Then he pestled behind Zhang Feng.,

As before.

Zhang Feng wants to yell at some people.

But at this time, he was tired and was too lazy to roar. He looked at the people and asked, "what happened? Why did you all come back?"

"The day after tomorrow, the Mid Autumn Festival poetry meeting will be held..."

When Zhang Feng heard the speech, his face became very wonderful. He pointed to Li Chengqian, who was talking. He trembled angrily and said, "that's it?"