"Heng'er, you're exhausted. Hurry up and have a drink of water to rest." My mother wiped the sweat on Yang Heng's face with a handkerchief. In fact, there was no sweat. After a little out of it, it was evaporated by the heat in front of her. She stopped now and left the stove, and only a little sweat came out of her face.

"I can't do it, I think we should pack up now. When it dawns, we will leave the city and return to our hometown immediately. Otherwise, if Li Sanlang comes, we will not be able to leave. Maybe he will use some conspiracy and tricks. I can't get sick before, and they won't come. But when I go out like this, he should come soon tomorrow. This time I guess he won't just say he bought it directly, but what kind of means will he use." Yang Heng had a good guess. After they left the next day, Li Sanlang brought the yamen runners, so naturally he made an excuse. Yang Heng had to learn something secretly, and was sued by the scholar.

"This kid is right. I'm asking someone for information. But now, with these tools, we can live well in the countryside." The father also nodded and interrupted.

"Okay, I'll clean up immediately, but what should we do with our house?" I am not a scheming person, but when I talk about my wealth and life, I panic. She is a woman, and she still knows less about the outside world.

"The house is still here. He is willing to take it, so take it. But when we become rich, we may get it back." Yang Heng gritted his teeth and said, "I just came here to travel here, and the people here gave me a warning. You must know that I am a time traveler. According to YY novels, this is a heaven-defying existence. That Li Sanlang, just wait for my anger.

There is nothing to clean up? There is not a lot of things. In the warehouse behind, there is a wooden carriage, a spinning machine, a few broken mats, half a box of rags, and a few linen straw quilts.

Then there are the tools we just built, "Grandpa, we go out of the city, no one will check whether we have a knife or something." Yang Heng asked worriedly, there is no such thing as dangerous goods at this time.

"No, it has not been very strict in recent years. It's not a military crossbow. I know all the doormen. Also, I have a pass here. I often have to go out to deliver goods and buy raw materials." The father said indifferently.

"That's good, that's good, ah, by the way, Grandpa, can you set up this kind of furnace?" Yang Heng suddenly remembered something and pointed to the largest furnace in front of him.

"I really don't know this." The father was a little embarrassed. There were still things he didn't know in front of his son, "But I can make that kind of stove."

"Is that kind of temperature so high, that is, heat." "No, that kind of iron just burned red." Dad denied directly.

"That won't be done, I'll take this away." "How to carry it? Can you carry it to the car?" "Of course not, but I found that this is made of bricks. We can remove the bricks on the outside and take the main part away. If the drawings on the outside are made, then it will be built as it is."

As soon as he said that, the father and son began to dismantle the furnace, removing the bricks on the outer wall layer by layer. Then Yang Heng used charcoal to draw various marks on a piece of cloth. Finally, he only removed a small furnace and a ventilation duct. These were burned very hard and they were dismantled. The father and son both used a lot of effort until they packed everything. The father and son had not removed the furnace yet.

"What are you two doing?" After cleaning up the other rooms, I found that the father and son were dismantling the furnace here. "We want to take this furnace away." "Well, it's better to take it away. How can this furnace be built without being passed down?" I said affirmatively.

"I don't know how many times this furnace has been moved in the past few hundred years. I didn't expect that it would be relocated once in my lifetime." I was very sad. It seemed that Yang Heng's idea was right. This furnace was very important. Once it was lost, it would be much trouble to build something in the future. It was not without high-temperature materials. However, if coal was used as fuel, Yang Heng was very worried about whether this could guarantee the quality of the steel. You should know that when using a knife, Yang Heng could see from that that steel was not much worse than that of later generations. But according to his perception, there was good steel at this time, but it could not reach this level. According to legend, those steels were also much worse than this.

"People say that the hoes we make and some other farm tools are much easier to use than others, but what we make with the two furnaces next to us is far behind." My mother said again.

"Okay, don't say anything about you two. Let's go now, don't say goodbye to your neighbors. I guess I'll wait for a while at the city gate and the city gate will open." The father urged. It seemed that my father confirmed that someone was coming today, but he was worried that he didn't say it. Otherwise, my father wouldn't be so anxious to build tools and pack up his things.

"Let's go, let me take a look at our house again. Maybe we will never come back in the future." My mother said at the house behind with tears in her eyes. You know, in Yang Heng's memory, they suffered several times, but his family has never left. Every time they suffer, they hide in a hole in the back room. They stay for ten days and half a month before coming out, but this time they have to leave, and it won't be possible to hide in the hole. The house is the one that others come to grab. Who makes this house in a good location in this city?

"Okay, mom, it's useless for how long you can watch it. We'll come back when we get through," Yang Heng advised me, "Okay, I'll wait for our Henger to have a future. Mom, go, mom."

As he spoke, I turned around and locked the door. Although I left, I still have to put the lock in. You can't just let someone come in. This is different from the one who smashes the lock in and pushes the door in.

It was still early and it was not time to open the city gate, but at this time some people were waiting to leave the city, but my father was talking to a familiar city gate soldier.

"Yang Langjun is out of the city, where are you going?" When he arrived at the city gate, an old man greeted his father, "Ha, father-in-law, you are standing in front of the door today. I am going back to the countryside. This is the entry and exit permit." "Hi, no need to look at it. Who doesn't know you, Yang blacksmith Yang Langjun? This time the whole family is going." "Yes, the child is so old, he should let him meet him." The two were greetings.
Chapter completed!