Rebirth Craftsman

Zhong Kun thought Liu Xing was going to hack his son Zhong Jun, and immediately grabbed Liu Xing: "Young man, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive! My son broke your motorcycle, can I lose money?"

"Five thousand, a penny is not less!" Liu Xing stretched out his right hand.

"Then you hacked my son to death!" Zhong Kun's instinct for money and life was revealed again.

Liu Xing was annoyed when he heard the words and waved the stick sword in his hand.

But Zhong Kun was stunned in the next second. After all, the ghost knew whether Liu Xing would really kill people, and immediately shouted: "My son twisted a mirror, and he would pay up to 500!"

To be honest, Zhong Kun didn't know how much he would pay. He only knew that motorcycle accessories were expensive, so he reluctantly called out the price of five hundred.

As soon as he knew what he said, Zhong Jun kicked the Wuyang Honda-A who was parked on the drying valley with a cheerful kick.

Although the car was all right, it completely annoyed Liu Xing. He smashed the stick knife in Yang's hand.

No one noticed that while hitting it, he turned the blade of the stick sword inward, so that even if he hit Zhong Jun, it wouldn't hurt anyone because of the sharpness of the blade.

No matter where Zhong Kun knew this, he was almost scared out of his urine. He knelt and hugged Liu Xing: "Brother, I am just such a son, please be merciful! I am willing to lose money, as much money is allowed!"

"Get the money!" Liu Xing shouted, reaching out.

His uncle, this Wuyang Honda motorcycle was borrowed by his cheeky man. He was thrown like this by this idiot. If he is known by Zhang Erye, I’m afraid I can’t make a deal!

Therefore, Zhong Kun must lose money, or he will be unlucky.

"I give it, can't I give it?" Zhong Kun cried and kicked his son Zhong Jun, who wanted to toss a motorcycle, and then took out all the money on his body with great reluctance.

Liu Xing took a closer look, good fellow, at least several hundred.

Without waiting for Zhong Kun's consent, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it: "This little money is enough! Do you send the beggar?"

"Can't I go back and get it?" Zhong Kun didn't wait for Liu Xing's approval, and took his son Zhong Jun to the side and ran away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Liu Xing did not chase after Zhong Kun, but collected the money, and then helped the motorcycle up. Seeing that Zhong Jun was not broken, he even smiled and carefully picked up the reflector in the pile of cow shit. Cleaned up.

Village Chief Wang thought that Liu Xing would leave immediately, and immediately said guiltily: "Xiao Liu, it's all my fault that things turned into this way!"

"It's none of your business, you still think about how to help Ahu!" Liu Xing shook the cleaned mirror, and then reinstalled it on the motorcycle. Seeing that there was no deformation, he couldn't help but relax. Tone.

"How can I help if I don't have money? I can't control it at all. I don't dare to control it!" Village Chief Wang squatted to the side with a light sigh, not knowing what to say for a while.

If you have money, where would you get Zhong Kun, a small grocery store owner, to bully Dongyu Village, and Ahu and Xiaohu who are about to talk about marriage.

This fellow Zhong Kun is not the same thing. In the past, it was enough to bully people with a few stinky money, but now he still wants to use the money to clear the way, to split the little fox and Ahu alive, let the little fox marry a fool, this It's not something that people do at all!

"No! You are in charge!" Liu Xing thought for a while and said, "In this way, you can find a few villagers to come over later to help cut wood and southern bamboo, and then I will personally help Ahu build a simple room Zhulou, even as a gift for him to marry Xiaohu."

With the bamboo tower, Ahu and Xiaohu have a place to live, and with a home, it will be difficult for Zhong Kun to borrow the place to pick things up in the future.

Originally, he didn't want to care about it, but when he thought of Ahu rescued him once by the big river and Zhong Jun's silly and disgusting look, he had cares in his heart.

The so-called being poor is to be alone, while daring is to benefit the world.

He has this ability now, so naturally he can't watch Ahu being bullied by someone like Zhong Kun, or watch Xiaohu marry a fool like Zhong Jun.

"You need money for imitation wood from villagers! I can't get the money. You don't know how much Dongyu Village owes it!" Village Chief Wang cautiously glanced around before replied helplessly.

If you have the ability, who doesn't want to help.

Ahu is the kid he grew up watching.

"Is three yuan a day enough for one person?" Liu Xing took out two pieces of one hundred yuan and put them in the hands of the village head Wang: "Please invite me ten young and strong villagers, ten villagers who know the craftsmanship of stickman and carpenter. Come here, I will buy some tung oil, cow wool felt and other materials with the remaining money. If it is not enough, I will give it to the situation."

Anyway, the money is not his, but Zhong Kun's. It feels hot to hold it in his hand, and it can't be better to use it to help Ahu.

"Do you really want to do this? Really want to help Ahu?" Village Chief Wang trembled while looking at the money in his hand.

This Liu Xing did things beyond his expectations.

"Of course, if you don't help, I'm afraid that there will be regrets in my life!" Liu Xing replied seriously: "And I dare say that Zhong Jun has suffered a loss here today, and he will never let it go, at least in his childhood. He will make a comeback about the fox."

"Okay then! I'm going to hire someone!" Village Chief Wang collected the money, patted Liu Xing's shoulder with relief, turned around and walked towards the path to the west.

Yaya wanted to follow, but was stopped by the women director: "Grandpa is going to do business, don't follow, grandma will take you to cook delicious food."

"I want to eat eggs!" Yaya bit her index finger.

"Okay!" Director Zhang smiled at Liu Xing, turned around and walked into the kitchen in the bamboo building.

Liu Xing also followed in.

But he didn't walk into the kitchen.

Instead, wandering around in the living room.

He was invited by Village Chief Wang to repair the bamboo building, so he must first look at the situation at the scene.

The floor of the living room is not made of bamboo, but of pine wood. People step on it without a sense of sinking. In other words, it is very solid and does not need to be replaced.

If the pine wood floor artificially laid out like this is placed for decades, I am afraid that there will be no more than hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands.

Looking at the bright paint on the floor, Liu Xing finally knew that Zhang Erye didn't lie to him. Both the bamboo building and the golden bean steamer were good things handed down over a period of time.

However, the maintenance of the bamboo building is not as good as the golden bean steamer. It seems that some of the bamboo on the outer wall is corroded. This must be due to insufficient manual maintenance.

If the paint produced by the painter is painted once a year, this bamboo building can exist for at least a hundred years.

But now, I'm afraid that if we don't hurry to repair it, it will be hard to say as the wind and rain are ruined.

Just when I was going to see on the second floor, the female director brought a bowl of sweet potato porridge and a few eggs: "I'm sorry! Dongyu Village only has these for breakfast. You will have it first, and it will be ready at noon. My Dakui will buy some meat from the town."

"Don't be so particular, how much can I eat by myself?" Liu Xing smiled and shook his head, and reached out and took the sweet potato porridge. As for the eggs, they all handed them to the girl standing at the door.

"Thank you, brother!" Yaya didn't care about being hot, she wore her clothes without her hands, cheered and ran away with her short legs.