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As for the process, it was already time for breakfast. The royal highness of the princess kept her dinner. When Xue Lang came out in the morning, he ate a bowl of hot noodle soup. He was not hungry at the moment. Xue Lang didn't dare to go out on an empty stomach on such a cold day. After all, he was used to eating three meals.

declined his Royal Highness's stay, and Xue Lang went out to go directly to the plantation. It's snowing and the seeds are precious. Although Ma Yuanliang has been told, it's more reassuring to see it with your own eyes.

"Uncle Xue!"

There were two fires burning in the courtyard. Ma Yuanliang and his soldiers were all around the fire except those who were sleeping. Obviously, Ma Yuanliang is a man who cherishes his soldiers.

"Don't come here. It's cold. It's snowing. I'll bring you something to eat."

Xue Lang brought some fish balls and fried pork balls, and asked xiuniang to string them with bamboo sticks. She adjusted the seasoning and salted them to eat when they were baking. There were also large pieces of fat pork -

the guards in the snowy days had no oil and water in their bellies. They could not bear the cold. They should be hungry faster when they were hungry.

Ma Yuanliang and his soldiers were moved. Just about to speak, Xue Lang waved his hand: "let's work together. You've done the hard work. I'll bring you something to eat. It's nothing."

"But this is uncle Xue who has us in mind. I don't want to say more than that. Thank you, uncle Xue."

"Xie Xue is the master."

Xue Lang waved his hand and asked Changjian to give them the meatballs and meat. After that, he turned around. There was no problem. Ma Yuanliang did a good job. After taking the trouble to explain the matters needing attention again, Xue Lang asked Chang Jian to leave.

When he went back from the plantation, Xue Lang had nothing to do. He had nothing to do when he was idle. He wanted to go out to play in the snow with steamed buns. However, seeing the cloth shoes on Changjian's and Wanfu's feet, he had to give up -

wearing wet shoes in snowy days would be a great crime.

Xue Lang is not so bad.

Xue Lang put on sports shoes, let Wanfu open the side door, let the steamed stuffed bun go out to have fun, he stood at the door watching. Looking at Changjian, he didn't feel at ease. He also wanted to come and accompany him. He waved: "Changjian doesn't need to come here. If I don't go out, I'll just stand here and watch the buns play. My shoes are waterproof. "

Chang Jian's face was full of gratitude, but he still carried the mantle from Chimonanthus praecox to put it on Xue Lang, and then he stood under the eaves of the wing room according to his words. There was no snow, it was dry, and his shoes were not wet.

Xue Lang stood at the door and looked at the steamed buns. Xue Lang was born in the central region, not north or south. Northerners think he is a southerner. Southerners think he is a northerner.

However, he has been to many places, East, West, North and south. Before he had accumulated enough capital, he was like a diligent migratory bird, following the planting contractors all over the country. Although he is only 25 years old, he has gone through more places than some people in their 30s and 40s.

When he began to raise steamed buns, he spent most of his time in the south. These dogs had hardly seen a heavy snow day. As soon as I went out, even the calm steamed bread was curiously smelling the snow swept by the road, and even put out my tongue to lick it.

The parents of steamed buns are military dogs. They were born in a very good lineage. They had high IQ. Now they are more intelligent after crossing. Steamed bread has shown the quality of military dogs, intelligent and calm; if you choose military dogs, soybean milk, fried dough sticks can also be selected, the only disqualified fear is steamed bun, it is too lively!

While drawing a picture of a four wheeled carriage and playing with steamed stuffed buns, Xue Lang can take out his favorite small wine pot and let xiuniang iron a pot of wine and take a sip from time to time.

This day is the most leisurely day since crossing. The days of recuperation are not counted. He is not in good health. He is at a loss about the future. He has no confidence in his heart. He is not at ease like he is now.

"Do you dare to ask if you are painting a carriage?"

When Wan Fu saw the drawing of Xue Lang, he couldn't help asking. Xue Lang nodded: "yes. Is there a carriage here? "

Wanfu replied, "I'd like to tell you that there are four wheeled carriages, but they are only used to carry goods because of their bulkiness. Lang Jun, it's very troublesome to turn and turn around. The official road is OK, but the general route is not suitable. "

Xue Lang:

Fortunately, I didn't take out the drawings to show off and pretend to be forced. I almost pretended to be a fool by accident! Who told him that there were no chariots in ancient times? Who is it?

Search memory carefully, it seems to be in a forum. It's embarrassing. Fortunately, it hasn't been done yet!

Xue Lang carefully recalled the four wheeled carriages he had seen -

what he had seen was modern design and manufacture, not ancient European four-wheel carriages. The steering problem of modern four-wheel carriages had been solved long ago, and there were steering bearings. The damping problem could also be solved by steel plates and other means!

But it's ancient! Where is he going to get the bearings!

Xue Lang took out the eraser and wiped off the drawing in silence. Before solving the steering problem, the coach would not mention it again!

Therefore, in the days when he didn't go to work on a snowy day, Xue Lang's life was summed up as follows:

eat, sleep and play with dogs! Maybe, in the eyes of baozi, they are playing with him! No, Baozi just brought back the toy that had been thrown out. He wagged his tail madly at Xue Lang, waiting for Xue Lang to throw it out again, and it would come back again!In fact, Xue Lang has been wondering whether this dog tour game is for people to walk dogs or dogs to walk people? Careful thinking is extremely dangerous. It is still too idle.

Maybe it's steamed buns. They're too noisy. Maybe it's snowy. Everyone's free. The two neighbors open the door. Xiong Lang comes out as a young man. Yi's family comes out to look at a baby who is only three or four years old and dressed like a ball. Yi joins the army behind him.

The young man was carrying a bow and arrow, followed by his servants and soldiers. He saw Xue Lang stop and salute politely: "my nephew Xiong Zhuang has met uncle Xue and uncle Yi."

In the Tang Dynasty, the real system of son inheriting father's career was implemented. To put it simply, your father was a soldier, and his son and grandson would be soldiers in the future. Your father was a craftsman, and his son and grandson were craftsmen after that. Careers are hereditary.

After Xiong Lang and Yi joined the army for a visit, Chang Jian introduced them to him.

Xiong Lang's wife and children are all in the capital except for his younger son who follows him at weizeguan. Although Xiong Lang is only in his early 40s, he is already a grandfather. Xiong Zhuang, the youngest son, has been married, and all the children in the family have run away.

Yi joined the army younger than Xiong Lang, who was in his early thirties. His eldest son also married his daughter-in-law and worked as a knife and pen officer in the princess's mansion of Chang'an City, and his wife stayed in Chang'an. He came alone. Later, for the convenience of life, he took a concubine here. The child wrapped in a ball was his concubine's son.

Yi joined the army and said, "is Sanlang going hunting?"

"Yes, I have nothing to do. My little nephew itches all over when I'm free. I'll go out and have a look."

After that, he looked at the steamed buns with bright eyes, and urged Xue Lang: "does uncle Xue want to go? I'll fight in the mountains nearby, and I won't go into the deep mountains. "

With that, he looked at Xue Lang eagerly. Xue Lang firmly shook his head: "the cold weather will not go, I wish Xiong xiannephew a great harvest!"

"Thank you, uncle Xue

Bear Zhuang Yan bar Ji's thanks, obviously did not let Xue Lang into a line, some frustrated.

Xue Lang is funny to himself. It seems that his dogs still have a group of fans among young people! However, in this snowy day, he can't help others. As far as Xue Lang himself is concerned, he can't bear to let Changjian run outside with him in cloth shoes.

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