Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms Chapter 121

Chapter 121 The best shipbuilder

The conversation in the county governor's mansion, Cheng Ling has no ears, she can't hear it.

She found Bian's house on Santiao Street, the most remote part of Dongcheng District. It turned out that Bian's house was not far from Hong Feng's house.

Bian Baisong, a once-famous master craftsman, could only take his family to live in the poorest and most miserable part of Chixia City after his downfall.

The night was dark, and in the area around Santiao Street, most people didn't light any lights, and the whole area seemed to be left in the dark.

Cheng Ling walked through the darkness like this, occasionally listening to some crying and scolding from the rooms on both sides.

Or adults scold children, or old people scold their daughter-in-law, or sisters-in-law quarrel with each other, or daughter-in-law scolds men.

There are also men who beat their wives. Like this, Cheng Ling usually bounces a stone into someone's yard...

In short, each has its own trivialities, and each has its own misfortune in life.

Before he got to Bian's house, Cheng Ling first heard a bang, followed by a fierce scolding: "Diao Diao Diao! I know how to carve your **** all day long! You go out and earn some money. , can these broken things be eaten or drunk?"

Then a teenager's voice exclaimed: "Niang, Niang can't throw it away!"

The woman and the young man tugged for a few rounds, seemingly unable to beat the young man, and then turned around and scolded in a different direction: "The dead old man knows drinking all the time, and he still drinks, you're fine! Don't worry, the old man is not a thing..."

Cheng Ling stopped outside the Bian's house and listened to the scolding, but found that the courtyard gate of the Bian's house was broken, and the courtyard wall was pitifully low, just a half-collapsed broken earth wall.

Standing outside, she didn't even need to raise her eyes to see a little old man spread out in the dilapidated yard through the sparse starlight in the sky.

He was obviously drunk, but he was still holding a wine gourd tightly.

The old woman next to him scolded him, and he rolled on the dirty mud, as if using the mud as a bed.

There was also a teenager who was wiping tears in the yard, bending over while walking, as if picking up something.

Cheng Ling's arrival did not attract the attention of the family, they all seemed to be immersed in their own world. After a while, a person came out of the short room inside, but it was a tall man with a hunched back.

He said in a low voice, "Auntie, stop scolding, just rest. If you scold again, it's time to wake up again."

The old woman suddenly stopped scolding, so Cheng Ling raised his hand and knocked gently on the side courtyard door.

Dong Dong Dong!

The sound of startled a few people in the yard. The old woman suddenly raised her head to look here, and the old man who had been drunk on the ground suddenly slammed a carp, and it bounced all of a sudden.

Before he could fully open his eyes, he said in a mess, "Who is it? Don't look for me, I have no money! I don't have any blueprints either, and the drawings were all taken away by Yao, I don't have them, I don't have them, woo woo uh..."

As he was talking, he even started crying, covering his face while crying. This look, this state, cannot be simply described as a drunk—

He looked like he was crazy.

Cheng Ling raised her eyebrows, she knew that this man who looked like a crazy old man was Bian Baisong, Bian Baisong who was once known as Chixia's master craftsman.

Bian Bosong's reaction, Cheng Ling can guess that after he "washed his hands in a golden pot", there are probably a lot of people in his peers looking for him. Even, maybe not just ordinary colleagues, his opponent Yao E, I am afraid that he has never let him go.

Otherwise, Bian Baisong has been famous for many years, and his family is not weak. Even if he has "washed his hands in a golden basin", how can he be so down and out?

Combined with the various details he had heard in the past two days, Cheng Ling suddenly had a bottom line.

She lifted her foot and stepped into the yard of the side house. Then she turned around again and carefully closed the broken door of the side yard. Even if this door is broken, it cannot be completely closed at all.

Then, Cheng Ling walked straight to Bian Songbai, raised his hand, took one of his arms, and took him into the house.

This move is really amazing, because although Bian Baisong looks like a thin old man, he is actually tall and not light.

In addition, he is often drunk and crazy, and when the madness comes up, the strength is so great that two adult strong men can't hold back.

However, after the thin and thin Cheng Ling took his arm, it was as if he was carrying a chicken, and he dragged him directly into the house.

The eldest son of the Bian family who was standing at the door subconsciously reached out his hand to stop Cheng Ling, but he was gently pushed aside by Cheng Ling.

The old lady was so shocked that she couldn't say anything, she just hurriedly chased after her with her mouth open.

After a while, Cheng Ling entered the main room of the Bian family, and the old lady Bian, Dalang Bian, and Erlang Bian also squeezed into the small room.

There were no lights in the small house, it was pitch black and crowded. The atmosphere was very tense and unspeakably weird.

Cheng Ling controlled Bian Bosong in his hand, as if he had the momentum of holding the emperor to command the princes, and said, "Close the door."

Benjiro was the closest to the door, so he quickly closed the door obediently.

As soon as the door closed, the room suddenly became darker, and it was difficult for even the sparse stars outside to penetrate.

Darkness like this can easily make people flustered, the old lady Bian opened her mouth and said sharply: "You..."

Cheng Ling: "Shh!"

She raised her finger and made a silent gesture. Then he reached out and wiped his waist, and took out a candle from his satchel. She quickly lit the candle, and a faint light enveloped the dilapidated little house.

In the room, the old lady Bian lost her voice again, and several other people also forgot to speak.

They just stared at Cheng Ling's movements, only to think that the light on her hand was so strange at this time—

A person who visits other people's homes at night and carries candles with them, asks if you find it strange?

Cheng Ling dripped wax and dipped the candle in the middle of the broken table. Then, he took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Bian Bosong, who had a dull expression. He went straight to the subject and said, "Master Bian, take a look at this drawing How's the craft on the boat?"

Bian Baisong's eyes rolled, and his eyes fell on the blueprint completely subconsciously. Then, he blurted out: "Impossible! It's impossible to build such a ship!"

After blurted out these words, Bian Baisong closed his mouth again in the next moment.

He realized that he was cheated by Cheng Ling.

How can a drunk and crazy person still read drawings?

But it was too late, and he said this, which proved that he was not crazy.

Bian Bosong was angry and annoyed, and his eyes that were red from drinking even stared at Cheng Ling.

But he saw Cheng Ling digging out from the satchel again, and this time he took out a bright silver ingot.

Cheng Ling said: "Such a boat can be built. I have more detailed drawings. Do you believe it, Master Bian? So, I don't covet Master Bian's secrets, I just want to buy Master Bian's craftsmanship."

said, she smiled slightly, and put the ingots on the broken table.

Bian Family: "…"

(end of this chapter)

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