Siheyuan: I have travel poultry

Chapter 133 Gambling is like character

"Absolutely impossible."

Silly Zhu said in despair.

He couldn't believe that what he saw in front of him was real. Liu Jianshe's small stool was very strong without any iron nails.

Even stronger than the ones from Xu Damao’s family.

Xu Damao was a little suspicious that the stool he bought was not good, because his small stool had cracks at this time.

And Liu Jianshe's little stool didn't move at all.

Liu Jianshe added another piece, and the iron piece on the stool weighed 150 kilograms.

Xu Damao held the iron block in trembling hands, and he had an unknown premonition.

The stool may be a little overbearing.

boom!
Liu Jianshe threw another piece of iron gada on it. At this time, the iron piece of his small stool weighed 160 kilograms.

Xu Damao had to follow if he wanted to win, but his trembling hands were enough to prove that he was flustered.

Even the second uncle and his family were holding their breath tightly for fear of any accident.

Xu Damao was in a difficult situation at this time, whether to throw it away or not.

"and many more!"

The second uncle Liu Haizhong interrupted suddenly.

He stepped forward and pointed to Liu Jianshe's small stool.

"Building you this stool is new."

"The Damao family is quite old."

"That's not fair."

"Am I right?"

Second Uncle Liu Haizhong's trick is extremely disgusting, obviously Liu Jianshe is going to win soon.

He came out to interrupt.

If it were anyone else, I would be really scared.

But who knows that the opposite is Liu Jianshe, Liu Jianshe is not at all cowardly.

He wants to see what tricks the opponent wants to play, anyway, he will definitely win.

Unless the stool on the other side is replaced with an iron one, it won't be so shameless.

The second uncle finally asked the big guys to pressure Liu Jian together.

Liu Jianshe smiled lightly and said, "It's really not fair."

"Why not."

"How about I put thirty catties more iron than you?"

"This should be enough to make up for the gap."

Yang Xiaomi stared at everyone with Danfeng eyes, it was so hateful that they bullied his brother.

He was obviously going to win soon.

Why didn't you say this at the beginning?

She saw with her own eyes that Xu Damao's stool was about to crack.

The second uncle, Liu Haizhong, originally thought that Liu Jianshe would retreat in spite of the difficulties, but he didn't expect that this guy would still pursue him.

Since you want to die, let you die.

The second uncle Liu Haizhong smiled and said: "We will suffer a little loss, so let's just follow what Jianshe said."

People around said that Liu Jianshe took advantage of it.

But I don’t want to think that adding thirty kilograms more will be enough to make up for the gap.

Liu Jianshe remained silent and continued to add iron blocks.

Soon 190 pounds arrived, which can also be said to be [-] pounds.

His virgin seat was still intact, and the stool legs showed no signs of cracking.

Liu Jianshe just stood in front of the work, and Yang Xiaomi followed.

The others dispersed, fearing that the two stools would fall on the iron and hurt themselves.

Liu Jianshe is not bad, he has confidence in his stool.

He stretched out his hand to signal Xu Damao to continue.

Xu Damao looked back at the second uncle and asked if he would continue.

The second uncle's complexion was very bad.

Obviously, under the current situation, he did not expect that the small stool without iron nails made by Liu Jianshe could support two hundred catties of iron.

The second uncle gritted his teeth in his bangs and nodded.

Xu Damao slowly put the iron block up, and his hand was relaxed.

boom!
Squeak, squeak, there was a sound of cracking wood.

It was Xu Damao's stool that couldn't bear it anymore.

"No, everyone, please disperse!"

The great master Yi Zhonghai shouted immediately.

It's too dangerous to hit people.

If this piece of Tie Gada weighing ten catties hit someone, it would be fine!

It's all because the second uncle is so good at betting!
Find things for yourself every day!
The first uncle Yi Zhonghai cursed the second uncle Liu Haizhong to death in his heart.

There was a crackling sound, and iron pieces were scattered around.

Fortunately no one was injured.

Liu Jianshe and Yang Xiaomi, who were closest to the iron block, were unscathed.

At the end of the bet, Liu Jianshe won and the second uncle lost.

The second uncle suddenly collapsed on the ground, and his two sons supported him.

Three people are going home.

Liu Jianshe would not let them go.This is like 8 escape.

"Second uncle, if you lose, don't forget our bet."

Liu Guangtian: "Liu Jianshe, my father has fainted, so please stop talking about this."

"If my father has an affair, I won't be done with you."

Liu Jianshe laughed, why are you scaring me here?

I, Liu Jianshe, were terrified.

"What? Can I be your father?"

"I don't want such an unfilial son, I would rather not have one."

Liu Jianshe's words caused the people around him to burst into laughter.

Liu Guangtian blushed: "Liu Jianshe, you..."

The second uncle Liu Hai was so angry that he almost carried it back in one breath, and he got up slowly.

"I lost, I accept the bet."

"Starting today, I will sweep the yard for a month."

After the second uncle Liu Haizhong finished speaking, he asked his two sons to help him back.

Finally, he glanced at Xu Damao.

This look was meaningful, and I don’t know if Xu Damao understood it.

Xu Damao is not happy yet, he can't see Liu Jianshe sweeping the yard.

"Hmph, blame me!"

"How come Liu Jianshe's stool is so strong."

Xu Damao is very strange.

Lou Xiaoe, who was standing beside him, said, "This is the long-lost mortise and tenon structure."

"Generally used in royal palace buildings."

"My previous house was made with this structure."

"There is not a single nail in the whole house."

"Oh, really?"

"Ezi, why didn't you say anything just now!"

Xu Damao was anxious.

If Lou Xiao'e had told him just now, he would not have gotten involved in this kind of thing.

How could he, Liu Jianshe, know the skills of royal craftsmen?
This is incredible.

Lou Xiaoe couldn't figure out where Liu Jianshe learned it.

The old man nodded, that’s it.

He just said, why is it so familiar, it turned out to be something of a royal craftsman.

When he was a child, he had seen royal craftsmen who did not use iron nails either.

"Ugh!"

"Times have changed, this skill will always be lost."

"In construction, you have to make good use of this craft, which is left by our ancestors."

Grandpa Yi Zhonghai put on his big hat.

The third master, Yan Laojiao, supported the glasses frame, and told everyone that the structure of the Forbidden City is just like this.

The stools made by the good guy Liu Jianshe are the same as those used by the emperor before. Liu Jianshe was also a royal craftsman before.

Everyone's eyes changed when they saw the small stool in Liu Jianshe's hand.

Just now everyone was sneering at Liu Jianshe, but now they are getting close again.

The purpose of these people is to let Liu Jianshe make some furniture for them.

In the future, there will also be bragging capital, and they will also use what the emperor uses.

The force of the broken stool came up all at once.

Xu Damao dismissed it, he was just a broken stool.

Dead early in the morning!

These people follow the trend.

Xu Damao: "Ezi, let's go home."

Lou Xiaoe looked back, she wanted to know where Liu Jianshe learned it from.

After all, when the little emperor fled, the royal craftsmen disappeared.

According to rumors, he died, but after so many years, he actually reappeared.

Is it because the original craftsman is not dead, or is it because someone has passed on the craftsmanship.

It's about this great secret.

Lou Xiaoe decided to go home and ask her father.

(End of this chapter)