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After walking for more than twenty miles, he covered the vines above the van and placed them on the side of the road. Then the old horse took off, took off the rake, shovel, and cloth bag, and walked down the road.

Walking through the grass and trees for several miles, we came to a place with clay ore.

Tied the old horse to a small tree, Zhantian began to dig the clay.

With his physical strength and speed, the process was extremely fast. In one stick of incense, more than thirty bags of clay were dug out.

Temporarily putting the bag in place, he began to lead the old horse and searching for the gel tree.

This is not easy. After searching for half an hour, he found five or six trees and cut off some rubber pieces.

While searching for it, he kept taking out the Thousand Miles Realm to watch it, and he could not see any figure.

At this moment, he had arrived at the place where he buried his belongings.

"What a pity! You can't take away items today." Zhan Tian said in his heart.

Place the glue block on the back of the old horse and return to the excavated clay.

Lao Matuo carried two bags of him, and after half an hour, he loaded all the clay into the car.

When he turned around and arrived at the fork in the road, Zhan Tian took out the Qianli Miles Miles and looked at the south base. He saw Cheng Yan and others still there to treat the beasts.

He ignored it and drove the van back to the south gate of Donglincheng.

After registering with the middle-aged scholar, the former warrior from the southern resident came out.

"Zhantian, the speed is not slow! How about it, have you ever encountered any trouble?" He opened the car door and randomly pinched a bag of clay on the surface, while asking Zhantian.

"It's okay, the beasts seem to have all gone to the garrison." Zhan Tiandao.

The warrior closed the car door for Zhan Tian, ​​then smiled and said, "Zhan Tian, ​​discuss something. When you get it done, can you share the materials with me? Of course, I can't let you do it in vain. We can calculate whatever we should do!"

Zhan Tian was slightly stunned and thought for a while and said, "Okay, that's OK, but clay is easy to talk about, but gel trees are not easy to find!"

"Hahaha... It's okay. I'm asking someone to buy materials these days. If you can find some for me, I'll get some elsewhere. I'll probably get enough soon!" The warrior seemed very happy and laughed.

"Well, if that's the case, I think it's OK!" Zhan Tian also smiled.

The warrior was even more happy. He couldn't help but hold Zhan Tian's hands and greeted him with a few words.

Zhan Tian was also happy to say goodbye to the warrior.

It is naturally beneficial to know an acquaintance at the gate of the city. Moreover, he will transport a large amount of "clay" back every day in the future. If he helps people with this cover up, it will be more perfect and unobtrusive!

When he came to his own land, he took off the rake and shovel and began to dig the foundation.

Just digging out about a meter long, he stopped, started to boil glue and make concrete.

While making fire and simmering glue, the stones in the ruins were broken and all the clay was poured out.

Soon, the colloidal concrete was prepared successfully.

This time, he was preparing to pour the foundation with all homemade concrete, which is relatively simple.

Take out more than a dozen iron bars several feet long from the tent, push them into the bottom of the foundation, and then fill them with concrete directly inside.

As for the above part of the ground, find two damaged door panels to split them as plywood, block both sides and continue to fill them.

After finishing all this, Zhan Tian took the van back to the carriage and walked towards the west of the city.

He has paid ten days of rent for this wagon, but it is safer to send it back to store at night.

When he arrived at a restaurant in the west of the city, he entered and used some food.

During the meal, he looked at the blacksmith shop opposite from time to time.

This shop is not big, there is a black-faced man in his thirties, waiting for the business to come to his door without doing anything.

In theory, Donglincheng is now in a time when various materials are in short supply, and there are many iron products that need to be made.

But Zhantian was wandering around the west and south of the city these days, and found three small blacksmith shops, of which this one had the worst business!

After eating and drinking, he left the restaurant and came directly to the blacksmith shop.

"Shopkeeper, are there any scrap iron bars for sale here?" Zhan Tian asked.

The black-faced man looked at him strangely and said in a muffled voice: "Isn't that right under your feet? Can't you see it?"

Inside the shop, an old lady in her fifties and sixties walked out with a cane and scolded the black-faced man: "Aniu, how can you talk to the guests!"

The black-faced man said "um" and turned his head away and didn't say anything.

"Don't blame the guest, my Aniu is an honest man and can't speak. How much does the guests need?" The old lady shook her head and smiled at Zhan Tian.

Zhan Tian didn't care and said, "I need two or three hundred yuan, I can pay a deposit, and then come here to get it as needed every day."

The old lady suddenly became happy. Two or three hundred iron bars were already a big business for their store!

Let Zhan Tian choose at will, but the old lady went back to the house to bring out tea and poured him a cup.

Zhan Tian was not in a hurry. While picking the iron bars he needed, he chatted with the old lady casually.

Soon, he figured out the reason why the store was not doing well.

This black-faced man was determined to become a warrior and had no intention of making a blacksmith.

If you want to become a warrior, you rely on talent and money. A black-faced man is very talented, and his family cannot afford to eat animal meat every day to exercise his body. Therefore, he has always been resentful and has a very bad relationship with his father.

A year ago, his father died of illness, so the shop naturally became worse and worse!

After understanding these, Zhan Tian directly spoke: "I don't know if it's interesting to transfer your store?"

Without much quarrel, the two parties agreed to leave all the blacksmith's related items in the shop for Zhan Tian, ​​with a total of 500 taels of silver.

After negotiating the price and establishing good documents, the old lady and the black-faced man immediately began to clean up.

Zhan Tian did not leave any supervision, and went back to his tent and continued to practice the thirteen strikes.

At night, take out the linoleum and cover a piece of stone wall. It is already winter. If you don’t cover it at night, the area that has not yet solidified may crack.

The next morning, the black-faced man came over to greet him and said that the shop had been cleaned up.

Zhan Tian went to take a look. The two of them were honest. They packed everything in the blacksmith shop and only took their own things away.

After paying the money and taking the documents, Zhan Tian changed the door to a big lock. This blacksmith shop belongs to him.

He drove out of the van at the chariot and continued to go out to take clay and glue blocks.

However, when I returned in the afternoon, although there were clay bags outside the van, there were six bags of items plundered from the southern station!

Everything is normal, and the warrior responsible for supervising it will be allowed to check it briefly and then let him into the city.

After entering the city, he unloaded half of the clay, and the remaining bags of clay and six bags of items were sent directly to the Blacksmith shop.
Chapter completed!