Update time: 2013-01-30

Jia Rong waved his hand impatiently and said, "Li Li, I will leave these three hundred personal guards to you. How to train them well is your business. If I am a team of personal guards with a brand new appearance, you will know the consequences!"

"Look at you, looking dejected, and then look at others, what is the real man!" Jia Rong couldn't help but scolded the three hundred personal guards. From then on, the Xiliang Army had another new term, "pure man".

The three hundred personal guards kept looking at the 120 people around them, and suddenly remembered something. They all went up and said good things on their faces. In order to become stronger, these soldiers also did everything they could to do, which was similar to Jia Rong's teaching of the special forces to win when fighting.

Li Li's face returned to his previous coldness and ruthlessness. After leaving ten soldiers to assist in training, the remaining soldiers followed Zhang Xiu.

"Pushups, 2!" Li Li's firm and powerful voice came from the field, and a group of big men came from the field. Only when Li Li trained them did he realize that the previous training was like heaven, but they had to persist tenaciously. If they wanted to become stronger, they had to pay the price. This was what Li Li had just taught them.

The craftsmen's workshops in Lingzhou City are still running day and night. They feel that compared to Beidi County, they are more hasty in Lingzhou. They make weapons made by iron after iron, and the eyes of these blacksmiths are staring. These blacksmiths usually make very ordinary weapons, such iron, which are only found in their imagination. There is no need to mention the black iron, it only appears in dreams.

When Jia Rong handed them five hundred kilograms of tart iron at one time, they were completely stunned. They made it day and night and forgot about their fatigue and hard work. Until all the tart iron turned into short daggers and were put into two large boxes to transport them away, they felt very tired at this moment. For them, being tired was nothing, the most important thing was to create sharp weapons.

Everyone has a pursuit, and blacksmith is no exception.

The craftsmanship workshops in Lingzhou City cannot be compared with those in Beidi County. There is no need to compare the scale, and the internal facilities are completely different.

The iron given by Jia Rong was gone, and these blacksmiths also lost the opportunity to continue to make irons. They sat together in groups to exchange experience of making irons. The leader Liu Blacksmith sat in the middle of the crowd, carefully recording. What he wrote was not the words of a big man, but some strange characters. After so long together, all the blacksmiths recognized Liu Blacksmith.

According to Liu Blacksmith, only he could understand these words himself, and it also recorded the experience of some blacksmiths when building weapons.

When Jia Rong came in, he looked like this. After coughing a few times, the group of blacksmiths discovered that Jia Rong, an uninvited guest, immediately stopped talking and the audience immediately became quiet.

Jia Rong smiled and said, "You group of blacksmiths don't make a fuss, why are you talking together? Liu Blacksmith, tell me." Jia Rong's tone was very casual, as if he was chatting with a friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

Liu Blacksmith suppressed the panic in his heart and respectfully said, "Sir, we are studying the skills of ironwork!" The tone could not hide Liu Blacksmith's excitement.

Although Jia Rong is approachable, no one knows him every time he gets angry, so Liu Blacksmith's answer is also cautious. In fact, Jia Rong is helpless about his constant changes in appearance. The force of reality is for life.

Jia Rong smiled and said, "It's good to study ironwork. In the future, we must carry forward this kind of thing. Who can make magical weapons and weapons? There are many rewards. Any suggestions that are beneficial to building weapons will be recorded and rewarded."

The temperature in the craftsman's workshop was instantly increased by several degrees Celsius by Jia Rong's words, and there was constant buzzing discussion. If Jia Rong had not been present, these blacksmiths would have been excited to swing the hammer and hit the iron. The difficulty of making the magic weapon was too great, but there was still great hope for the sharp weapon. As long as the raw materials were sufficient, it was not a problem to create it. The blacksmiths were interested in Jia Rong's words, and the unknown was the most attractive thing.

At this time, a soldier ran to Jia Rong and said a few words in his ear.

Jia Rong stood up and said a few words of encouragement to the blacksmiths. Under the leadership of the soldiers, he hurriedly left the craftsman's workshop. It seemed that things would be pushed back.

Seeing the face of the man sitting in the hall clearly, Jia Rong hurriedly greeted him and shouted kindly: "Brother Su, you are here!"

Su Shuang was still as she used to be, with a sad face. He looked extremely bold and unrestrained, and had nothing to do with the businessman. However, Jia Rong did not dare to underestimate this person who had been in the book. Such a person was either really rough and bold, otherwise his face would be his umbrella to dispel others' guards. Such a person is the most terrifying, typical of playing pigs and eating tigers.

Su Shuang stood up and gave Jia Rong a bear hug, laughed and said, "Brother Zhiyuan is still as charming as ever!"

Jia Rong smiled bitterly and said, "Now I am the county magistrate of Lingzhou, Brother Su, don't make fun of me, sit, sit."

The two talked about the past in Luoyang, which was very speculative.

"I wonder what happened to Brother Su when he came to Lingzhou this time?" Jia Rong asked.

Su Shuang rolled his eyes and had never seen such a big person. He didn't say that last time in Hedong, but he asked him to read immortal paintings when he arrived in Beidi County. "My brother Zhiyuan is really a noble man who forgot about things. When he was in Hedong, he mentioned the immortal paintings. Did Zhiyuan forget it?" Su Shuang said with a smile on his face.

Jia Rong nodded suddenly and laughed: "Oh, I'm so busy lately that I've forgotten this matter."

Su Shuang looked at Jia Rong with anticipation, and the meaning was obvious.

You can't just reach out and take out a fifty yuan to tell Su Shuang that this is a fairy painting. It's too nutritious, and he is not sure to take out a fifty one from so many pictures. If you accidentally take out a ten yuan picture, it will become a dumpling that has not been wrapped.

"Brother Su is here, I'll go!" Jia Rong said hello and walked towards the residence.

Su Shuang agreed, but couldn't sit still, and paced repeatedly in the main hall.

Along the way, Jia Rong was not thinking about the issue of immortal paintings, but how to get the greatest benefits from Su Shuang. His understanding of Su Shuang was limited to making friends in Hedong County. He knew that he loved drinking and had good skills. The rest was not revealed at all. There were only a few sentences in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

From Su Shuang and Zhang Shiping donated so much iron, horses and money to Liu Bei at one time, it can be seen that Su Shuang's family background is definitely good. Just imagine that Su Shuang was able to receive Wei Guan and take out the immortal painting for him to see, which is enough to show his identity. It is still very good to be able to hang out with Su Shuang's money tree.

Until he stepped into the main hall again, Jia Rong still had no time to get along with how to deal with Su Shuang, so he could only take one step at a time. For a moment, Jia Rong found that Su Shuang was more difficult to deal with than Wei Guan.

Mysteriously closed the door of the house, Jia Rong came to Su Shuang and whispered: "Brother Su, I would never show him if I had someone else. Brother Su should understand the truth that wealth is not revealed."

Su Shuang kept nodding, but his eyes never left Jia Rong's right hand, which Su Shuang already had. What he was most interested in now was rare treasures. This was also the reason why he traveled thousands of miles to Beidi County and came to Lingzhou again after some inquiries.

Jia Rong gently moved his right hand, and at the moment he was about to take it out, he suddenly put it in his arms, looked around, and asked softly: "Brother Su, don't pass the matter today into the mouth of a third person. You can know this matter and I can."

Su Shuang nodded like a chicken eating rice, constantly urging: "Hurry up!"

A trace of sinister smile appeared on Jia Rong's face. It seemed that the key to binding Su Shuang was on this immortal painting. Poor Su Shuang was staring at Jia Rong's right hand tightly. He would not notice Jia Rong's expression. The businessman who was famous for his lifetime seemed to be destined to fall apart from Jia Rong.

The mysterious right hand finally took out from his arms, and a brand new fifty yuan was revealed. With the experience of cheating Wei Guan last time, Jia Rong introduced the immortal painting without any ambiguity. What kind of ancestors saved the immortals? The immortal paintings are even more vivid.

Su Shuang stared at the fifty yuan in Jia Rong's hand, without blinking, as smart as he was also attracted by Jia Rong's immortal painting. Last time, the old boy Wei Guan just glanced at him and put it away. How could he show it so clearly in front of him now?

Looking at Su Shuang's expression, Jia Rong couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that something was a big deal.

Jia Rong put the immortal painting into his arms and asked softly: "How is it? How about this immortal painting?"

Su Shuang also woke up from the dullness just now and sat upright and said, "The immortal painting is indeed well-known. I, Su Shuang, have also opened my eyes. Thank you, Brother Zhiyuan."

Jia Rong was surprised. The obsession on Su Shuang's face just now really existed. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, he became a gentleman who was beyond the world. There was something about it.

"It's a pity that only one is left in my hand. The former two are still there. Unexpectedly, the mansion was stolen and stolen!" Jia Rong said with a sad face.

Su Shuang almost fell off the chair and asked nervously: "How could he lose it? Zhiyuan was too careless. Such an immortal painting should be kept properly."

Jia Rong looked at Su Shuang's nervous expression and understood in his heart. It seemed that Su Shuang was just bold and unrestrained on the surface, but in fact he was as careful as he was afraid that he would raise the price, so he deliberately pretended to be indifferent. He was indeed a shrewd businessman.

After thinking it through, Jia Rong said, "Haha, there are six immortal paintings. I am just one of them. When the six paintings gather together, a strange phenomenon will appear in heaven. It seems that it cannot be realized in my hands. I am ashamed of my ancestors."

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