Assassin Farmer

“Thank you, ma'am.” The next morning, Su Shuiwei padded the cotton bag sewn last night and went downstairs carefully to thank the lady in charge who was having breakfast.

“Where and where, the girl is polite.” The lady in charge was also smooth, especially after the two werewolves subdued her family's two skinny children, her attitude towards Su Shuijuan was a little better than that of the others.

“Girl, if you need anything else, I have some more. You're welcome.” Madam in charge doesn't know what Su Shuijuan is doing with the cotton, but the innkeeper knows to respect the privacy of the guests. Not to ask, not to mention what the Guest is reluctant to say.

“Thank you, ma'am.” Su Shuiyun nodded with a smile.

Last night, those white cotton, they sewed six cotton bags. Since there is no absorbent paper, the effect is that there is no cotton cloth wrapped before. But that's much better than just a fine white cotton cloth. At least one night down, she changed it only once and there was no leakage.

The changed cotton bag, she washed it with clean water and let it hang on the window. In the heat of summer, in less than half a day, you can leave it dry, relaxed and reusable again. However, it has been used more often and is easy to harden. Then you need to tear it apart and loosen the cotton inside with beef filament filament so that it can be sewn again.

In short, Su Shuiju is satisfied with the ability to use this kind of cotton bag at the moment. After all, she learned from the maid who had cleaned the room that the women had come here with a cloth bag made of grass and ash. White cotton is sewn inside as a sunflower mat, which is only affordable for Miss Thousand Gold of Gao Men. He was ashamed to hear Su Shuiju. Well, she doesn't know, but now that she does, it's kind of hard to think of making a cloth pad out of grass and wood ash underneath her.

So... Su Shuiju shakes his fist. Next spring, those two acres of good fields must leave one piece to grow cotton. As for how cotton is grown, then move home and buy some books on farming. Two people want to truly integrate into the farm life of a flourishing town, and can't do it without understanding farming. Besides, she doesn't think Lin Shiyao... uh, killer, can farm. So, the farm life of the two of us is a long road and a demand.

………

Lin Shiyao still travels to and from Flower Town on a daily basis. Pack two buns in the morning, arrive at 1pm, and eat water. The four carpenter masters who buried their heads in the woodwork also dared not go home for lunch. The owners are like this, how can they go home to eat hot food and drink hot soup with labor? So, the next day after the pick-up, the four of them also served lunch in two nests per person per day. Living is also getting faster and faster. Only three days away from the agreed ten days, if you don't intensify your work, not to mention the ugly face of the master, you won't get any extra rewards.

On this day, the short fence of the house surrounded several women, from time to time probing into the courtyard, whispering and mumbling about what was being discussed.

“I don't want to come here to pick up some cabbage, this kind of thing happens every time, it takes seven days to get here, enough is enough.” Feng Lao Liu looked up outside and shook his head, still tightening his cut.

“Hey, isn't that the flower lady from the east? She's embarrassed to come, too?” The youngest college student occasionally swept into the crowd and said curiously to the flower mother-in-law.

“Psst... you don't know that, the daughter-in-law of the flower family, it's famous in the town of flowers, it just can't get in and out. You want to find it in her face? How is that possible?” A slightly crippled Wang Shuifa, is the cousin of the village chief Wang Gongfa, with a handful of wood to live.

However, usually the owner selects the woodworker rarely. First, he is a little crippled, and second, he is the village chief's cousin. How much do you pay him? If the wood work is not satisfactory, will the wages be deducted or not? That way, Solomon won't be looking for him.

If Lin Shi Liu hadn't taken a breath this time and asked Feng Lao Liu to recommend three more crafts, Feng Lao Liu wouldn't have thought of him. However, seeing Lin Shi Liu later had no concerns in that regard, and his hung heart let go.

“Afa is right, the flower lady is really good at calculating, and my lady has also eaten her losses.” The last speaker is Dafu Tian, the neighbor of the flower family. His straightforward mother-in-law, Aunt Tian, just married into Tian's house, had eaten the dark loss of the flower mother-in-law Liu several times, and later came off the plate with the flower daughter-in-law.

Lin Shiyao weighed the size of the furniture he was going to build in the right compartment, and heard four carpenters muttering, eyebrow-picking, gazing past the short fence that only climbed his knees, sweeping toward a bunch of women outside the house.

“The... son... you remember me, right?” The flower lady saw Lin Shiyao come out, smiling and talking to her.

Lin Shiyao's sword frowned, instead of the woman, how could he not remember. However, he promised Su Shuijuan that he would no longer casually hurt people. He put up with the urge to throw her down the river.

“Well, son, we are... watching the kid's house with so much wood, making furniture leftovers... well... there should be a lot of corner material... heh... can you give it to us?” The Flower Lady was pushed out to act as the spokesperson for the women.

Corner material? Lin Shiyao smiled with a deep smile. He turned his head and asked the four carpenters who didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere and work only with their heads buried: “Is the rest of the wood after the furniture is done called corner material? ”

“The dude joked, so much wood, after building the furniture the dude asked for, there should be a lot of it, even a few trees should be left. It's like they say it's all corner material.” Feng Lao Liu received the sight of Lin Shiyao, pretending to calmly say.

“Very good.” Lin Shiyao nodded when he heard the statement, turning to the group of women outside the yard who were still undead: “Pick it up in five days.” After leaving this sentence, you walk into the ear room and measure the size of the furniture that needs to be placed in the kitchen.

As soon as the women heard what they really had to gain, they scattered with joy.

Feng Lao Liu and the other three people looked at each other in disdain and did not understand the meaning of the host at all.

Until late in the evening, Lin Shizhou said softly to the carpenters who were packing the tools and preparing to go home: "Extend it for another two days. Five days later, if it is not finished, not only is there no reward, but the rest of the wood is given to them. ”

Once Feng Lao Six or four people listened to it, he said, "How many people can share the rest of the wood if it is completed on time?"

The four of them looked brushly at Shizhou Lin, with eager inquiries in their eyes.

Feng Lao Liu immediately slapped his chest and promised: "Yes! Don't worry, son, it's done! It's not too late to light a candle at night.” The other three are also busy. Fear of Lin Shiyao's remorse.

Lin Shiyao nodded and no longer ignored them. One jumped a few lengths and quickly disappeared in front of the four people.

“Wow, you really know kung fu!” Fang Dasheng praised both eyes.

“Yes, see if he means that the door is unlocked today...”

It was the night, Feng Lao Six and Four people rushed in the spirit of candle night, and did not lock home until the middle of the night. The women of the four were also very supportive and even insistent on working with them. Think of the big woods, but in any case, the four of us can split the material from a big table.