Although the old village chief said so.
But he still listened to the old village chief's words.
After stomping his feet sorrowfully, the old village chief hurriedly ran away.
He ran even faster than the young people. But on the way, Zhang Feng could faintly hear the old village chief bragging to the passersby.
"My Fengzi is going to invite the official of the Mid- Autumn Hunt to the Academy!"
"The official of the Mid- Autumn Hunt is going to the Academy!"
In response, Zhang Feng just smiled.
Having an elder in the family was like having a treasure.
This saying was indeed true.
Although the old village chief and Zhang Feng were not blood-related at all, Zhang Feng was too lazy to investigate what happened eight lifetimes ago. But now, the entire Tonghui Lane people treated Zhang Feng as someone closer to them than their own family.
This seemed to be a characteristic of this era.
One's glory was shared.
Perhaps it was also called 'when a man achieves the Dao, his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven'.
When a person becomes famous, the people on the street will also benefit from it. And Zhang Feng did not forget this group of honest and straightforward old neighbors.
Sure enough, this group of people did not waste his efforts.
Each of them treated Zhang Feng as their ancestor. On the mountain, everyone in Tonghui Lane, as long as they saw anyone who dared to do anything to harm the Academy or themselves, they would immediately go and find that person to settle the score.
As for the salary mentioned earlier.
Previously, Du Gou was almost beaten down by the old village chief with a stick because of this matter.
As a family, you want to give Lao Tzu money?
Who do you think you are?
In the end, Du Dabing could only give a thumbs up and put the extra money into his pocket. He turned around and threw the matter of giving out money and food to the people in Tonghui Lane.
He was too lazy to care about it.
There was no way to care.
The people in Tonghui Lane all had sharp eyes. If you were not careful and gave out the wrong money and food, you would be scolded.
Would Du Dabing dare to do such a thing?
He couldn't wait to spend more time reading books.
Zhang Feng put his hands behind his back and tidied up his appearance. Then, he slowly came to the front of Niu Pi Huang's workshop.
Apparently, Bull Skin Yellow had been scolded.
At this moment, it was squatting at the door dejectedly, pulling at its hair. Once it saw that its savior, Zhang Feng, had arrived, it almost wanted to cry.
Ji Dong entered the room and placed the pot of rubber outside the door. "Prince Zhang, Lord Zhang, I am slow-witted and do not dare to delay your important matters. Please find someone else."
"What are you talking about? Don't say that. Let's talk nicely. "
Zhang Feng couldn't help but secretly scold the old village chief. Why is an old man like you doing things exactly the same as Old Ox and the others, so impetuous and impatient?
Pulling the cowhide up, Zhang Feng looked at the cowhide and the boiling sheepskin in the pot and said, "It's my fault. I was busy yesterday and forgot to tell you. Come, let's go in now. I'll teach you how to cook it. As long as you do it well, I promise you'll live a good life in the future. You'll live a better life than Old He."
"Really?"
Bull Skin Yellow scratched his shiny bald head and asked.
Zhang Feng spread his hands. "Do you think I will lie to you?"
As soon as they entered the door, Zhang Feng hurriedly asked, "Do you have pig urine here?"
“？？？ What do you want that unlucky thing for? "
"Don't worry about it. I'm just asking you if you have it or not."
Bull Skin Yellow thought for a while and didn't say anything. From the pile of dirty horse things that had just been peeled off, he took out a white bloody thing and said, "I don't have pig urine. Will this sheep urine do?"
"Yes!"
Zhang Feng nodded. "Blow it full of air and tie it up."
？？？
Bull Skin Yellow's face was full of suspicion.
But after seeing that Zhang Feng was not joking, he called his most obedient disciple and let him blow the sheep urine full of air.
The urine was very strong and tough. Zhang Feng planned to use this thing as the inner pulp of a basketball.
Otherwise, this rubber wouldn't have been able to determine his nature.
After a while, the little disciple handed a transparent sheep urine that was one size bigger than his head to Zhang Feng with a flushed face. Zhang Feng took it in his hand and looked at it for a while before asking, "Bull Skin Yellow, let me ask you. This thing, is there any way to deal with it. It is very capricious and can guarantee that it won't leak?"
Bull Skin Yellow stared at the sheep urine in a daze.
This thing, apart from being edible, could also be made into other leather bags. He really didn't know if it could work.
"I have only made cow urine leather bags, money bags, and water bags a few times. As for this thing … I'll give it a try."
Zhang Feng was overjoyed when he heard that.
"Okay, you just do it according to the method of making water bags. And heat this thing up for him. It will be useful later."
Under the command of Zhang Feng, the whole workshop took action. Bull Skin Yellow also wanted to know what Zhang Feng wanted to do. He reluctantly removed a cow urine water bag hanging on the wall and handed it to Zhang Feng. ,
Then, Zhang Feng signaled him to sew layers of cowhide on the outside of the water bag and let the cowhide completely cover the cow urine.
This was a tedious thing.
Under Zhang Feng's personal demonstration, Bull Skin Yellow cut a good cowhide into the size required by Zhang Feng under his wife's murderous gaze.
Together with his disciple, he used the sheep tendon thread to sew all the cowhide pieces on the cow urine.
When the sun was about to set, a simple basketball was finished.
At this time, Bull Skin Yellow and the people who came to watch the fun all stared at the ball in Zhang Feng's hand. Zhang Feng didn't stand on ceremony. He took the wooden spoon from Bull Skin Yellow's hand and said, "Look carefully, this is the most important point."
"The cowhide is cut along one side, and this thing is called rubber. If you pour it now, you have to pour it horizontally, ladle by ladle. There can't be any gaps."
While speaking, Zhang Feng held up the basketball wrapped in cowhide with a triangular claw. Then, he put the basketball on the rubber pot and stirred the rubber ladle by ladle.
At this time, everyone's eyes were wide open.
They wanted to see what this Lord Zhang, President Zhang, was going to do.
After pouring it six times, Zhang Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked at the crowd and said, "Okay, it's done!"
"…"
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