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

Professional things should be handed over to professional people. This is Zhao Lang's principle of doing things.

Xu Yue also nodded. Zhao Lang thought he agreed and was about to leave. He also had to draw the blueprint of Qu Yuanli.

But the next second Xu Yue said with a smile,

"Boss, I can't do this."

"I'm a disciple of the farmhouse nursing home, not a farmer."

Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment. Is there such a difference in the farmhouse?

It wasn't written on the list!

Seeing the smile on Xu Yue's face, Zhao Lang immediately raised his brows and started rolling up his sleeves.

He didn't mind beating each other up again.

Xu Yue's face changed, and he said quickly,

"Chief, don't get excited! I know who is the disciple of farming!"

"In Xianyang City! I'll go with you."

Zhao Lang stopped and said with a bit of coldness,

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Xu Yue returned to that lazy look again, and said,

"You didn't even ask, Chief."

"..."

Zhao Lang said coldly:

"Tomorrow morning, you will go to Xianyang with me!"

It just so happened that he also went to a carpenter and a blacksmith to knock out the curved plough.

The craftsmen of Zhuangzi can know everything, but it is difficult to make such professional things.

When Zhao Lang left, the smile on Xu Yue's face slowly disappeared.

"Dare to do it, dare to kill, and have money, but it's good for the servants."

"It's just that this isn't a good guy by any means."

Suddenly Xu Yue smiled again,

"Not a nice guy, okay!"

"The peasant family is bullied only when there are many good people."

Early the next morning, Zhao Lang took Xu Yue to Xianyang.

There was initially some concern that he had killed someone.

But soon, he didn't care, because everyone in Xianyang City was talking about one thing,

The first emperor is going to tour the world for the fourth time!

No wonder there are more Qin troops on the road.

Zhao Lang still knew about the First Emperor's tour of the world.

Because the first emperor died on the way to tour the world for the fifth time.

Hearing this news, Zhao Lang felt the urgency of time even more.

Entering Xianyang, Zhao Lang ran directly to the blacksmith shop in Shifang.

Although Xu Yue was surprised that the route was different, he didn't ask any further questions.

Before coming to a blacksmith shop, this is the best blacksmith shop. Similarly, the technology must also be the best.

When Zhao Lang arrived in front of the shop, he heard a sharp scolding coming from inside.

"Blacksmith! Do you know who I am! Rejecting me!"

Another voice came back,

"There is an order from the government, we can't build weapons, this son please come back."

The sharp voice said again,

"What government! I don't believe it anymore, and I can't get anything from Hu Hai!"

Immediately, another shrill voice persuaded,

"Ouch! My son, your voice is lower!"

Chapter 49 Father, you have to decide for me

"What are you afraid of! My father is going to travel far away soon, and the eldest brother has a soft temper. This Xianyang is not my world!"

said the sharp voice.

"Young master, be careful! Be careful! The walls have ears, and the walls have ears!"

Another voice kept persuading.

"The people outside just drove away! The blacksmith, I forgive him for not daring to say more, is it possible that you are afraid of someone outside this door?!"

"I'll open the door for you to see..."

The shrill voice stopped abruptly.

Zhao Lang looked at the boy in front of him who didn't even have long hair, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face.

He finally knows now why this is the center of the market, but there are no people.

"Who are you!"

The hairless boy said arrogantly.

"I said I was passing by, do you believe it?"

Zhao Lang returned with a bit of sincerity.