Dressed as a fake daughter, she just wants to farm

Chapter 131 Gongshu and Mo

"Forget it, forget it, I won't force you anymore. It just so happens that Aning's Township Lord is going to be established. According to the rules, the House of Internal Affairs should send a group of servants, but the house hasn't seen them before, so they didn't bring them. Dalang's mansion is about to be built, let them bring people here this time."

An Ziyu didn't force these few people who hadn't experienced it since they were young, so they were stuck here, so they arranged it themselves.

Hearing that he wanted to get someone from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Su Ning's heart skipped a beat. Can people from the capital get used to this?

You can't get a group of ancestors.

If An Ziyu left in the future, this group of people would be hard to deal with.

This is not as good as buying people.

Seemingly seeing Suning's worry, An Ziyu said: "Don't worry, the Ministry of Internal Affairs will give it to people when every title is born, and it's not forced in. People come and let you pick and choose. Qi is also with you."

Suning is still a little worried, and doesn't really want it. There are too many people, and the feeling will be different, especially if it is not his own. Besides, who knows if there will be people with ulterior motives, and he has a lot of little secrets.

An Ziyu sighed: "Don't think about it, you are the master, they are servants, and the servants can still go past the master, but the body deed is in your hands, and there may be some people who treat others, if you buy them from outside People who are not necessarily able to understand these royal rules."

When An Ziyu said this, Suning reluctantly agreed.

Come and come.

Dissatisfied, big deal change!
but……

"The ones you should buy are still the ones you have to cultivate yourself. It's safe," An Ziyu said.

Moreover, it will be a long time before the people from the capital come. When there are more and more noises from Suning, maybe there will be more people, and maybe they will really be needed by then.

"I understand." Su Mingzhi nodded thoughtfully.

It's too late today, let's talk about it tomorrow.

The topic here came to an end, and after the two people came in, they looked at each other.

The uncle carpenter was helpless, while the old man frowned, as if looking at something uncomfortable.

For a long time no one spoke.

The atmosphere is uniformly quiet.

Su's father and Su's mother didn't intend to take it here anymore, they just came to see the ice maker, and when the ice came out, there was nothing to be curious about, and they had better go do other things.

The village chief and his wife also saw that this situation was beyond their control.

Although it was strange that the carpenter would know people outside and recognize them through a pattern, it was not something they could participate in.

Knowing more, not tasty.

How the cat died, they still know.

After the old man was unbound just now, they took their leave and left.

Erlang and Sanlang have already left. Erlang has to get up early tomorrow to sell tofu, Sanlang has to go back to school, and Xiaolang has to go back to review his homework after watching the ice making.

Now only An Ziyu, Su Mingzhi, Suning, Yu Yang and Xu Wenyan were left in the room.

And of course the two protagonists.

Suning looked at the two, and asked curiously, "Uncle, what does that pattern mean?"

The uncle glanced at the old man who was still staring at him, and said helplessly, "That pattern is the family crest of the public loser."

"Public loser?" Suning lowered his head in thought.

I seem to have heard the name somewhere, but I can't remember it.

Xu Wenyan, like Yu Yang, hadn't heard much about it.

However, Xu Wenyan was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it in that book.

But Su Mingzhi was a little surprised.

He knows the public losers.

Naturally, the little soldier from a farming family didn't know about it, but he had been in court for so long in his previous life, so he always knew about it.

Public loser, perhaps few people know the word public loss.

But if you talk about a public loser, you are basically familiar with it.

"Luban!"

Suning finally remembered who the public loser was, and the most familiar public loser was Lu Ban.

Luban, Gongshushi, Mingban, also known as Gongshuzi, great inventors in ancient times, every tool invented is inspired by practice, and can also be used in practice!
According to legend, many tools were invented by Lu Ban, such as stone mills, ladders, saws, etc., as well as ink fountains that woodworkers often use to play threads.

Public losers work on inventing.

Since the person in front of him is a public loser, his own strength should not be underestimated, and public losers like novelty objects. If this person is really here to sell bicycles, then it is really possible!

An Ziyu glanced at Su Ning appreciatively, but she didn't expect that she would guess it, let alone that Su Mingzhi knew it too.

That expression is confident, but it doesn't look like he doesn't understand anything.

The public loser looked at Su Ning in surprise. She didn't expect a little peasant woman to know the public loser.

Most people in the world know about Lu Ban, but few people know that Lu Ban is a public loser.

This place is amazing.

An Ziyu sized up the one who looked at the public loser, and asked, "Which one of the public losers are you?"

The old man replied calmly: "Gongshufang."

"Gongshufang?!" The carpenter uncle was shocked.

"Who is that?" Suning asked curiously.

He thought it was just an ordinary Gongshu family member, but he didn't expect it to be...

"The third elder of the public loser's direct lineage." Su Mingzhi said.

Although he is the three elders, he is the most capable loser.

It's just that people are a little out of tune and only love to study, so they didn't ascend to the position of Patriarch.

But it also counts among the public losers.

"You actually know?" The uncle carpenter looked at Su Mingzhi in surprise.

An Ziyu knew it, he wasn't surprised, Suning knew it, he wasn't surprised either, she was a fake lady after all, but Su Mingzhi thought it was amazing when he knew it.

He watched Su Mingzhi grow up when he was young, and he was always at the border as a soldier, so he didn't expect to know.

Su Mingzhi nodded without explaining.

Others were also quite curious, but seeing that their boss didn't explain or say anything, people always have a little secret.

The public loser knows, the third elder of the direct line, who can make the third elder of the direct line of the public loser look at him?
Everyone looked at the carpenter uncle.

The uncle carpenter shrugged helplessly, "I'm just a carpenter."

"Carpenter? Wood? Wood! Ink!"

"You belong to the Mo family!"

Everyone looked at the uncle carpenter in unison, could it really be from the Mo family?
The uncle carpenter nodded helplessly: "I'm just a collateral line, and I can't be farther away."

But even if it is a collateral, what Suning wants to do, he can do it for him!

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it to be a miracle in the world that a small village has gathered the public losers, the Mo family, and the two great families!" Xu Wenyan couldn't help but sigh.

The two great families of organ arts are now in one place, so powerful, so powerful.

Su Ning looked at the uncle carpenter in surprise: "Uncle, you are actually from the Mo family, no wonder your carpenter is so good.