"Uncle! Do you want to make farm tools or iron pots?"

Xue Zijin asked about that short section and asked eagerly.

Wang Song put the manuscript back into his sleeve pocket and asked with a half-smile: "Are you switching to iron smelting because you are afraid that others will compete with you for business?"

"that……"

Xue Zijin bit his lower lip, lowered his head, picked up his fingers and kicked the pebbles at his feet: "Things are rare and valuable!"

Ah!

A naughty little girl.

Wang Song rubbed his drooping head angrily: "Don't worry! No one will compete with you for business."

He retracted his hand and looked around the camp where the walls were built to half a person's height: "What's the shortage here?"

Missing!

She lacks everything!

Xue Zijin raised his head and counted them one by one with his fingers on his shoulders.

“I want to raise chickens, ducks, sheep, and cows on Nanshan, but I don’t have these babies.

There are also pig iron blocks and coal blocks for making iron, which will soon be gone.

Also, I want to buy some horses to raise, but I don’t know where to buy foals.”

Wang Song: "..."

This girl wants to support everything, so she is not afraid of supporting her to death.

"I will find the babies of chickens, ducks, cows and sheep for you, but don't raise any horses."

I don’t feel bad when an animal dies, but the foal is different.

"There are also pig iron and coal. I will send them to you. Don't make iron yourself."

As he said that, he glanced at the young adults who were busy in the camp: "Pick a few smarter ones among them, some of whom are young, and teach them the skills of iron smelting and blacksmithing. You are a girl who makes blacksmiths all day long.

Be careful that no son will dare to marry you in the future."

Xue Zijin: "..."

Good guy!

This uncle, the prefect, really likes to worry!

But what does it mean to not let her raise horses?

"Uncle! If I want to raise a horse, just tell me where to buy the foal. I will go and talk to the people myself."

Without the horse, if Liu Yuan comes to Taiyuan County next year, her chances of winning will be even smaller.

In fact, she also thought about leaving Bingzhou.

But more than a hundred years later, the entire north would be plunged into war.

Unless she can run to Jiangnan, it will be the same wherever she goes.

But it's a long way from here to Jiangnan. In my previous life, I took a high-speed train and flew there in just one day.

Now!

Even if she brought enough money to make a carriage, she wouldn't be able to reach Suzhou for a month or two.

Moreover, she doesn't think this journey will be smooth.

Whenever she encounters a group of bandits on the road, she will either fight with them and end up being killed by them.

Either surrender to Mrs. Yazhai, the bandit leader.

Even if she was born with good luck, she made it to Jiangnan safely.

But the whole world is about to fall apart, and the Jiangnan clans are going their own way.

There are many people who cannot survive and turn into bandits.

Throughout the Sixteen Kingdoms period of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, there was no pure land.

Use it to travel long distances to find an ethereal and peaceful place.

She might as well stay here!

At least she still has the Wang family as a big supporter here. If she makes more preparations, she can always find a way to survive in these troubled times.

Seeing her firm attitude, Wang Song finally compromised and said, "In that case, I'll give you two foals, but you have to feed them well. If you don't understand, just ask Daqiang."

There are also two horses in the old house, both of which are taken care of by Yu Daqiang.

Just two!

She then went to her maternal grandfather and second maternal grandfather to see if they knew where horses could be sold.

Wang Minglan and Wang Minghui came back carrying several baskets of seasonal fruits.

Wang Song took the basket from his daughter and handed it to Xue Zijin: "It's getting late today. The things will be delivered to you tomorrow."

"Well! Thank you, uncle! Then you can take that iron pot back!"

People wanted to give her so many things, so of course she couldn't let them go away empty-handed.

She understands the principle of reciprocating love.

Xue Zijin put the fruit on the newly made wooden table aside.

She turned back and ran back to the col, carrying the big iron pot she had just made.

Wang Song did not refuse and waved to Chang Shi to come over and take him back to the car.

Seeing that her uncle was about to take away her eldest sister, Wang Minglan anxiously tugged on her sleeves.

They had just agreed that they would follow Zi Jin to practice martial arts together tomorrow morning!

She only found out yesterday that Zijin was not only good at martial arts.

She also trains her slaves every morning!

She was curious to see how Zijin's cousin practiced martial arts.

But neither her grandmother nor her mother allowed her to go, and with her eldest sister accompanying her, it was hard for them to stop her.

Wang Minghui gave her third sister a reassuring look, and then said to her father who was about to leave: "Father! My daughter wants to stay in the old house for a few days. Firstly, she can accompany her grandmother, and secondly, she can help sister Zijin.

busy."

"That's fine."

Wang Song pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

After the three girls watched the carriage go away, Wang Minglan pulled Xue Zijin with bright eyes and said, "Sister Zijin! I heard that you are good at martial arts, right?"

Good guy!

This girl is a little too enthusiastic.

Why did she have a bad feeling?

Xue Zijin smiled dryly and withdrew his hand: "The third sister is joking. I just practiced a few tricks with my father when I was a child, but I can't say that I am good at martial arts!"

The original owner actually practiced with her father when she was a child.

But then her father left and she basically forgot about it.

But that doesn't stop her from using it as a shield!

So when the two elders of the Wang family asked her about her martial arts skills, she moved the original owner, her father, out.

therefore.

Her cheap mother dropped another basketful of golden beans.

"Sister Zijin doesn't have to be modest."

Wang Minghui smiled and said, "My third sister and I are curious about how you practice martial arts, so we want to come here with you tomorrow morning. Are you welcome?"

When Wang Minglan heard this, she nodded vigorously: "Yes! We are all curious about how you train troops."

Xue Zijin: "..."

Spare her!

If she took these two eldest ladies with her, how could she get to the camp on time?

How could she take her part of the country for fifty miles across the country?

"Well... forget it in the morning, we will be training later. If you are really curious, you can stay and watch before going back."

…

The sun sets.

A fiery red sunset lit up the sky.

In the camp at the foot of Nanshan Mountain.

As smoke rose from the cooking pots, more than two hundred men, women, and children, all with serious expressions, were walking in the open space next to the camp.

After several days of training, everyone has already mastered the horse steps.

At least in the first twenty minutes, everyone held on and did not fall down.

Twenty minutes later.

Some women and old people could no longer hold on, and sat down on the ground with their legs shaking.

Old Man Li gasped, beat his legs and shook his head: "Oh...Old man...it's useless! If you don't achieve the goal, you won't be able to stand."

"Hey...who says it's not the case..." Blacksmith Zhang next to him also rubbed his trembling legs and echoed: "If we go forward...a few decades, I can fight like these guys..."
Chapter completed!