Time flies quickly, two days seem to pass in a flash, and it's time to reveal.

Early in the morning, Zheng Peng and Zheng Jinlun came, Guo Ziyi, who was a middleman, arrived, and many craftsmen also temporarily put down their work to watch the excitement with the tacit consent of Zheng Peng.

"You say, is the cement that Xiao Langjun of the Zheng family said really so magical?" A craftsman from the Zheng clan in Xingyang asked in a low voice.

"It's hard to say, I heard that thing was only recently figured out." A craftsman from the Guo clan in your hometown whispered.

"Let me tell you, my young master is a very smart person, he says yes, he will do it."

"This is true, Xiao Langjun's reputation can be said to be known to everyone, not only is he smart, but he is also very forgiving to his subordinates, just look at everyone's food, he is full, and there is meat at once, and you can't find such a master in ten miles and eight towns."

"I don't know who won, tsk, I heard that the lottery is more than 10,000."

The onlookers talked about the two pillars enclosed by a wooden fence, especially the masons, who wanted to see the magical material in Zheng Peng's mouth.

At this time, Zheng Peng, Zheng Jinlun and Guo Ziyi walked to the place where the stigma was poured.

"Feiteng, can you test it now?" Zheng Jinlun looked at Zheng Peng and said with confidence.

Just waiting to collect the money.

Zheng Peng gestured please: "Of course, Uncle Zheng, please." ”

"There's Lao Ziyi to open the fence." Zheng Jinlun said to Guo Ziyi, who was in the middle.

"Uncle Zheng is polite, this is what I should do." Guo Ziyi said as she carefully tore open the seals and slowly lifted the fences.

Zheng Peng looked at Guo Ziyi's cautious appearance, shook his head and said, "It's not a treasure, so what are you doing carefully." ”

After speaking, he picked up a hoe casually, smashed the fence with three times and divided five by two, and asked his subordinates to take away the sundries on the ground, revealing the two cement pillars that had been poured the day before yesterday, one of which still maintained the wooden strip inserted by Zheng Jinlun.

At this time, the original wooden planks from the pouring were also removed, revealing two black cement column heads, and some gravel was faintly visible.

There is also the name signed by Zhang Jinlun on the wooden strip, Zhang Jinlun just glanced at it, and knew that there was no problem with the two stigmas.

"Feiteng, for the sake of you being a junior, you can regret it." Zheng Jinlun glanced at Zheng Peng and said generously.

Zheng Peng said with a proud face: "I will do what I say, if Uncle Zheng is afraid of losing, the little nephew can also make Uncle Zheng regret it once." ”

"A spit is a nail, since you don't listen to persuasion, let's start."

"Uncle Zheng can start at any time."

Zheng Jinlun was not polite, he first went to shake the wooden stick inserted into the head of the column, in his heart, it is very important to maintain the demeanor of a scholar, he is an upper-class person, and it is unsightly to pick up a hammer like a craftsman.

At the same time as Zheng Jinlun made his move, Guo Ziyi, who was a middleman, turned over an hourglass and started the timer.

Shake it lightly, and found that it was inserted very tightly, Zheng Jinlun pulled it upwards hard, the wooden stripes did not move, and tried to pull for a while, but it was useless, and gently shook it around, ready to shake the wooden strips loose and then dial them, but he worked hard for a while, and found that this strange cement could be slowly shaken loose like soil, and when he looked back at the hourglass, it was almost a third of a time.

Zheng Jinlun didn't dare to slack off, and he didn't care about his image, so he took a hammer from the side, raised it high without saying a word, aimed at one of the cement columns, and then smashed it hard.

I thought that the column head would be broken like an adobe, even if it was not broken, it would smash a large piece, but I didn't expect a sound of "Peng", as if a hammer was smashed on a hard stone, and there was a fierce collision sound, vaguely as if there was a spark flying out, and the power of the shock shook the tiger's mouth to pain, and the first thought that came to my mind was: so hard.

Ignoring whether his wrist was injured, Zheng Jinlun immediately inspected the place where he had just smashed, only to see that there was only a shallow smash mark on it, and there were some damaged places on the surface, but the damaged places were insignificant, that is, they were damaged, and no obvious cracks were seen on the surface.

Smash off a layer of unknown surface, revealing the corner of a piece of rubble.

Zheng Jinlun dug lightly with his hands, thinking that he could pick it off with his hands, but he didn't expect that the gravel and the surrounding bite were very tight, and he couldn't pick it at all, and he took out a knife from his body with some unconvinced, and wanted to pry it off with a knife, but he used a sharp knife, and he felt that it was difficult to pry it off, and the hardness was comparable to that of a stone.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and due to the excessive force, the tip of the knife broke when it pried the stone.

With a "bang", the onlookers couldn't help but sigh, Zheng Jinlun looked at the only half of the knife in his hand, and he didn't react to the half-sound.

This knife is specially made and very sharp, but I didn't expect it to be pried off after just a few pries, from which it can be seen that the gravel and the cement that Zheng Peng said in his mouth have undergone some kind of change, so that they bite each other very tightly.

Seeing that Zheng Jinlun was still in a daze, Guo Ziyi, who was a middle-aged person, coughed dryly and kindly reminded: "Uncle Zheng, time is running out." ”

When Zheng Jinlun looked at it, his head suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: less than one-third of the sand in the hourglass remained, and now not a single stigma was smashed.

didn't care that the tiger's mouth was still a little painful, Zheng Jinlun picked up the sledgehammer and smashed the cement column head desperately:

"Peng" "Peng" "Peng"....

The sledgehammer was lifted high again and again, and smashed heavily on the cement pillar head again and again, making a dull sound of collision from time to time, and occasionally sparks, and because of the excessive force, almost every time it hit, debris flew up.

In order to preserve the good wood in his room, Zheng Jinlun used all the strength to eat milk, hammer after hammer, fortunately, it seems to be very hard, as long as you smash hard, each smash is still effective, I don't know how many hammers were smashed, "pop", from the cement column head smashed off a piece of about seven or eight pounds of pieces.

Finally saw the effect, Zheng Jinlun's eyes were happy, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart, and he inadvertently turned his head to look, I don't know when the mud and sand in the hourglass have flowed out, and everyone looks at themselves quietly.

Zheng Jinlun's eyes darkened, he threw the sledgehammer in his hand casually, shook his head and said bitterly: "It turns out that the time has come, so... Lost. ”

This loss, the value of more than 10,000 guan, may be valuable and unmarketable timber will be lost to Zheng Peng.

Someone in the crowd said, "The time came a quarter of an hour ago, but Xiao Langjun didn't let us remind him." ”

Seeing Zheng Jinlun's gaze looking at him, Guo Ziyi nodded and said, "It's indeed more than a quarter of an hour, Feiteng said that he didn't care about it for now, let Uncle Zheng smash it happily." ”

Zheng Peng said generously: "The two stigmas are only given a quarter of an hour, Uncle Zheng, if you smash them for a while, if they are smashed, you will win." ”

"If you lose, you lose" Zheng Jinlun waved his hand and said: "I am willing to gamble and lose, this little bit of color, I can still afford to lose." ”

smashed for nearly two quarters of an hour, only a small half, but people's strength is limited, now Zheng Jinlun's hands are a little trembling, the tiger's mouth hurts, the strength is almost used up, plus he is a weak scholar, his body is very average, let alone smash another quarter of an hour, even if he gives himself another half an hour, he may not be able to smash it.

It is to smash this cement column head in half an hour, but there is one next to it that is not smashed, and it was agreed two days ago when I bet that I would smash two column heads to win.

There is no hope of winning, it is better to lose more magnificently.

Guo Ziyi looked up and down, and said eagerly: "Third brother, why don't I try it and see how hard it is." ”

"No problem, big brother can try it casually."

Guo Ziyi was not polite, he copied the sledgehammer with one hand, raised his hands high, aimed at the cement column head that smashed more than half of it, and slammed it, the sledgehammer crossed a beautiful arc in the air, and the sound of "Peng" fell on the column head, and at the moment of collision, many people saw that they had smashed out of the sparks, and then the debris flew around.

When I stopped to look, I saw a small pit on the cement pillar head, and I saw a crack.

"Ziyi is really born with divine power, respectable, respectable." Zheng Jinlun said convincingly.

As soon as the expert makes a move, he knows if there is one, Guo Ziyi's hammer is more effective than his own ten hammers.

Zheng Peng said with some pride: "That is, my eldest brother is the martial champion of this year, and he is a first-class master in the world." ”

A talent like Guo Ziyi, who has both civil and military skills, is a once-in-a-century level, and Zheng Jinlun is only a weak scholar, and he is not comparable.

"Uncle Zheng's reputation is excessive, but he has more brute strength than ordinary people, which is insignificant." Guo Ziyi said modestly.

Zheng Jinlun nodded and said: "This body is definitely a good frame for practicing martial arts, the first to kill Liancheng in the Western Regions, and the first place in martial arts, he is really a young hero." ”

Guo Ziyi just wanted to be modest, when someone in the crowd suddenly shouted: "Guo Xiaolangjun, smash it again, see how long it will take to smash it." ”

"This..."Guo Ziyi subconsciously looked at Zheng Peng.

Zheng Peng knew Guo Ziyi's heart, wanted to test his strength, and wanted to show off in front of everyone, but he was afraid of hitting Zheng Peng's face, so he immediately spoke: "Big brother, smash it, I also want to see how strong you are." ”

"Good!"

Guo Ziyi responded, twisted the hand of the hammer handle, and wanted to smash the cement column head in one go, but when he just wanted to exert himself, he felt that his body was slightly out of balance, and the feeling in his hand was wrong, and he felt very light, and when he raised his eyes, he couldn't help laughing: there was only a wooden hammer handle in his hand.

It turned out that the first hammer was too strong, and the head and handle of the hammer were loosened, and the handle of the hammer was separated.

Seeing that Guo Ziyi was a little at a loss, Zheng Peng smiled and said, "Big brother, do you see it, God doesn't allow you to smash my signboard." ”

"Hahaha, then don't smash it." Guo Ziyi came back to her senses, laughed, and threw the hammer handle on the ground casually.

At this time, many onlookers surrounded the craftsmen to check the damage to the cement column head and the structure, Guo Ziyi looked at Zheng Jinlun who was surprised, and then at Zheng Peng, who looked complacent, coughed dryly, and said, "Uncle Zheng, do you have anything to add?" ”

"No, I lost, I lost convincingly." Zheng Jinlun is also a person who can afford and let go, and he simply admits defeat.

Guo Ziyi said with a straight face: "As a Chinese, I announce this bet, Zheng Pengsheng." ”

"If you want to lose the bet, a certain person will write a letter to send wood immediately." Zheng Jinlun said briskly.

"Uncle Zheng, concede!" Zheng Peng said with a smile.

Use your brains, come up with ideas, and earn a batch of fine wood at once, with an excellent designer, it's worth it.

While everyone was looking at the cement pillars, Guo Ziyi rolled her eyes and said to Zheng Peng with a smile: "Third brother, this column is a bit interesting, the one that is not broken, can you give it to Brother Wei?" ”

"It's a little meaning, if you like it, take it." Zheng Peng didn't care, and said generously.

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