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Zhang Tian trotted all the way to the front hall, and happened to see Mr. Yu looking sad and restless, and deliberately hid the book behind him. "...um...um...grandfather, why are you frowning?"

"Yo, it's the eldest grandson, isn't this your grandpa... I don't have enough Ha Jin for the cattle competition, so I'm worrying about this!"

"What do you think this is?" Zhang Tian stretched out his hand, revealing the book in his hand and asked.

"Oh! This silly boy, isn't this the royal regulation for producing cows..." Yu Xiaochun patted Zhang Tian's head lovingly.

"Grandpa, about the cattle competition... In my opinion, there are still some ways!" Zhang Tian said slowly.

"You don't know this Hajin. After use, it can't be re-integrated into it! So every year after use, the horns basically have cracks, so they are all discarded. The length of the horns should be two feet, five inches and six cents. , the root width is nine inches, this hajin is not enough, it needs to be mixed with cold iron to make it, so that the hardness will be greatly reduced, hey... difficult..." Yu Xiaochun glanced at Zhang Tian, ​​"hey, I Why are you telling me this? You don't understand either!"

"Who says I don't understand? I have an idea. I don't know if I should say it or not." Zhang Tian walked gently to the old man, and whispered in his ear...

Mr. Yu, listen, listen... eyes widened... slowly narrowed for a while... "No one has tried the method you said, I don't know!...Then try it as you said Come here!" Steward Yu ran in briskly, "This matter... um... When you get up tomorrow morning, call the craftsman... Do as my grandson Zhang Tian ordered..." The patriarch Yu Xiaochun couldn't bear to dampen his grandson's enthusiasm, so he thought to himself, "Let's try Zhang Tian's so-called method first, and if it doesn't work, convince Zhang Tian to give up! This kid is also kind enough to help me!"

Butler Yu looked at Zhang Tian suspiciously, then at Yu Xiaochun, and said to himself, "This old man really loves his grandson, how could Zhang Tian have a good idea at such a young age, and the patriarch still spends money to toss this kid , Could it be that the two of you have lost your mind and gone crazy?" He stayed at the door for a long time without moving.

Seeing that the old housekeeper didn't move, Yu Xiaochun understood what was going on in his heart. He still stared at his grandson and said, "Hey, butler Yu, did you hear that?"

"Okay!" Yu Butler also knew that this matter was difficult to break, so he hurriedly withdrew...

At night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse in the mansion. It was late at night, and the third watch had passed, but the lamps and candles in the study room in the mansion were still shining. If you pass through the crack of the door, you can see Zhang Tian leaned over to hold the pen, and kept writing and drawing, and finally... I saw him stretching a long way...!Mumbling in his mouth, "It's finally over! You're done!"

When the rooster crowed three times in the early morning, the housekeeper of Yu Mansion was already waiting outside Zhang Tian's bedroom. At this time, he saw that the servant girl Xiaoyu had also got up early to dry clothes outside the door, so he shouted in a low voice: "Xiaoyu! You Go see if Young Master Zhang is up?"

"Hey, okay! Steward Yu, I'll go in and take a look!" the maid Xiaoyu said while gently pushing open the bedroom door...

"Butler Yu, Master Zhang is not here! It seems that he hasn't returned to the bedroom at night!" Xiaoyu said as she exited the bedroom, and clapped her hands, "Hey... Could it be that the young master didn't come back in the study?"

So the two hurried to the study...

Gently pushing open the door of the study, a black-haired boy came into view, it was Zhang Tian.I saw him burying his head on the table and sleeping soundly, with a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, with a dozen books under it, it was already damp, as if he was dreaming some sweet dream.

"Master...Master..." Xiaoyu kept calling, shaking the young master's arm.

Not long after, Zhang Tian opened his sleepy eyes, and suddenly remembered that there were still some things to do.Standing up abruptly, the servant girl Xiaoyu was startled. Zhang Tian saw the wet paper and hurriedly packed it up.

Zhang Tian walked out of the room in a hurry, and happened to bump into Butler Yu who was waiting at the door, and immediately landed on the ground, "Hey, who is it! You are so blind!"

Butler Yu stepped forward to help Zhang Tiandao in a low voice: "Young master is me!"

Zhang Tian regained his composure and said softly: "Then let's go quickly?"

The two came to the hall of the front hall, Zhang Tian greeted the old man who had been waiting for a long time, then came to the open space in the front yard, and took out some papers from his arms.They were given to the housekeeper Yu and the long-awaited skilled craftsman respectively. Not long after, there was a clanging sound in the courtyard of the mansion.

In the middle of the night, the courtyard of Yu Mansion was still brightly lit. At this time, a thick iron pillar had already been erected in the courtyard. Half of this iron pillar was buried in the ground, and half of it was exposed to the ground. The black light shone brightly. You can tell that it is made of cold iron, so it must be extremely strong.

More than a dozen servants of Yu's mansion were ready. In front of them were two cows made of fine iron placed on the ground not far from the yard. Mr. Yu stood in the middle, and Zhang Tian and his uncle Yu Wancheng stood on both sides. After giving Steward Yu a wink, Steward Yu straightened his body and shouted "Get ready... to start..." In the courtyard of Yu Mansion, these servants were divided into two groups. The selected servants, look All of them got up strong, with the muscles on their arms protruding high, everyone shouted together, lifted the iron bull on the ground, and set up a starting posture. Under the instructions of the steward, they started to rush towards the dark cold iron pillar respectively.

After a bang, bang, bang, the horns of an iron bull had been broken off.The other one was unscathed, "Oh! It's really so hard!", Mr. Yu couldn't help clapping his hands and exclaimed: "Grand grandson, you are really the lucky star of our family, you are a young genius!...Okay...Okay...I will press it this time. You can do what you say!"

Uncle Yu Wancheng was dumbfounded...

Yu Xiaochun raised his beard happily, stroked his beard, turned to look at Steward Yu and said, "Butler Yu, make it according to the drawing drawn by Master Zhang Tian, ​​there must be no mistakes..."

Steward Yu responded and went down to arrange the matter of making cattle.

"It's really a boy born from a hero since ancient times. This is really a whimsical idea, a stroke of genius..." Uncle Yu Wancheng praised Zhang Tian by patting Zhang Tian on the shoulder.

Zhang Tian rubbed his hands in embarrassment, and smiled: "This is the way I dreamed about that day, it seems that this is God's will!"

"What a dream, your uncle dreams every day, and he never dreamed of this method..." Yu Wancheng looked at his own father in a depressed mood, and lowered his head helplessly.

It can only be said that time flies, Zhang Tian is still studying in the study every day, and the day of the cattle competition has arrived...