Daqin: Stop pretending, your father, I am Qin Shihuang

Zhao Lang was unhappy in his heart, so he endured not to say the following four words.

Ying Yinman heard that Zhao Lang's tone was not good, and couldn't help but deflate.

With that round oval face and enlarged eyes, it looks very pitiful and lovely.

This is the weapon she used to deal with Qin Shihuang!

Whenever she uses this trick, no matter what she asks, Qin Shihuang will satisfy them one by one.

But Zhao Lang had read countless films in his previous life, Internet celebrities, domestic... No, domestic and foreign, what kind of beauties have you never seen?

That's it?

"What are you stunned for? Are you okay?"

Zhao Lang urged.

Ying Yinman was stunned for a moment, how could this man not be moved by her beauty?

"You just did a good job."

Ying Yinman hesitated, then raised his head and said.

After speaking, he nodded, as if he could praise Zhao Lang, the other party should be grateful.

Zhao Lang narrowed his eyes, he could see what the girl was doing.

She is apologizing.

Zhao Lang was shocked, is this girl so arrogant?

If it weren't for his flexible mind, he would have thought that the other party was inspecting.

Silently sighed.

His father's partners are all older.

And these second generations seem to have few normal brains.

The rebellion was hit hard again.

It seems to be on his own.

"Okay, I see, please let me go."

Zhao Lang pushed the opponent away directly with his hands.

The blacksmith at home is still waiting, who is spending time with her?

Although the other side is indeed a lot of good.

But Zhao Lang never looked at people.

He doesn't care whether women are good-looking or not.

If you're looking to see some pretty faces, a mirror is all you need.

He pays more attention to feelings and communication.

Therefore, he has to pay more attention to Xiaoqi and Xiaojiu.

Ying Yinman, who was pushed away, looked sluggish, and looked at Zhao Lang's back as he left, with a competitive look on his face.

"Hmph, man, you managed to get my attention."

Zhao Lang didn't know that Ying Yinman had turned into a domineering female president. He was with the blacksmith in the back yard.

"Sir, this is an iron furnace built according to your requirements."

Fubo looked at the peculiar style of the railway in front of him and said to Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang nodded with satisfaction, this stove was built according to the information given by the system.

With it, add a few more hands to the blacksmith.

As long as there is enough ore, there is no problem in refining several hundred catties of pig iron a day.

This number is a little less, the main venue is too small.

Zhao Lang now feels more and more that his Zhuangzi position is restricted.

It's too close to Xianyang City to make a big move.

There must be some other way.

"Tie Zhu, I want you to help me knock this thing out."

Zhao Lang handed Tie Zhu a piece of cloth with design drawings.

Wang Tiezhu took it, looked at it, pointed to some strange symbols on it, and asked suspiciously,

"Patriarch, what is this?"

When Zhao Lang saw it, he showed a wry smile,

"Forget about it."

When he was drawing, he subconsciously used Arabic numerals.

"It doesn't matter, I'll tell you again, it's the size I want."

Zhao Lang told Wang Tiezhu about his requirements and how to use the stove.

The other party also recorded them one by one.

"Patriarch, it will be almost six or seven days."

Wang Tiezhu said with a smile.

"Then it's hard work for you, don't worry, your treatment on Zhuangzi is the same as everyone else."

Zhao Lang said with a smile.

Wang Tiezhu nodded his head honestly.

Only then did Zhao Lang leave with satisfaction.

After Zhao Lang left, Wang Tiezhu looked at the cloth in his hand with a hint of doubt on his simple and honest face.