Reborn Craftsman

Chapter 139
Zhong Kun thought that Liu Xing was going to hack his son Zhong Jun to death, so he quickly stopped Liu Xing: "Young man, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive! My son smashed your motorcycle, can I pay you?"

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

"Then you hacked my son to death!" Zhong Kun's nature of wanting money and not killing his life was revealed again.

Liu Xing waved the bamboo knife in his hand annoyed when he heard the words.

But Zhong Kun was scared in the next second. After all, the ghost knows whether Liu Xing will really kill someone, and immediately shouted: "My son just twisted a reflector, and the maximum compensation is five hundred!"

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

After knowing his words, Zhong Jun cheerfully kicked the Wuyang Honda-A parked on the grain drying field over.

Although the car was fine, it completely annoyed Liu Xing. He swung the saber in his hand and smashed it hard.

No one noticed that while hitting it, the edge of the bamboo knife was turned inward, so that even if it hit Zhong Jun, no one would be hurt by the sharp edge of the knife.

How did Zhong Kun know this, he was almost scared to pee, he knelt down and hugged Liu Xing: "Brother, I am only such a son, please be merciful! I am willing to lose money, no matter how much money!"

"Bring the money!" Liu Xing stretched out his hand and shouted.

His uncle's, this Wuyang Honda motorcycle was borrowed by him with the cheek, it was thrown like this by this fool, and if Second Master Zhang finds out about it later, I'm afraid he won't be able to do business!

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

"I'll give it, can't I give it?" With a sad face, Zhong Kun kicked his son Zhong Jun away who was still trying to toss the motorcycle, and then reluctantly took out all the banknotes on his body.

Liu Xing took a closer look, good guy, there are at least several hundred.

Without waiting for Zhong Kun's consent, he reached out and snatched it: "This little money is not enough! Are you sending the beggar?"

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

Liu Xing did not go after Zhong Kun, but collected the money, and then helped the motorcycle up. Seeing that it was not broken by Zhong Jun, he carefully picked up the reflector in the pile of cow dung with a smile. Cleaned up.

Village head Wang thought that Liu Xing would leave immediately in anger, and immediately said guiltily: "Little Liu, it's all my fault for things to turn out like this!"

"It's none of your business, you should think about how to help Ah Hu!" Liu Xing shook the cleaned reflector, 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, and I don't dare to control it!" Village Chief Wang sighed softly and squatted aside, not knowing what to say for a while.

If he had money, it wouldn't be Zhong Kun's turn, a small grocery store owner, to bully Dongyu Village, Ahu and Xiaohu who were about to talk about getting married.

This guy Zhong Kun is not a thing. He used to bully people with a few stinky money, but now he still wants to use the money to clear the way, split up Xiaohu and Ahu, and let Xiaohu marry a fool. It's not something people do at all!

"No! You're in charge!" Liu Xing thought for a while and said, "Well, you can find a few villagers to come over later to help cut wood and bamboo, and then I will do it myself to help Ahu build a simple house. The bamboo building is considered a congratulatory gift for him to marry Xiaohu."

With the bamboo house, Ahu and Xiaohu will have a place to live, and with a home, it will be difficult for Zhong Kun to borrow the place to make trouble in the future.

Originally, he didn't want to care about this matter, but when he thought of Ah Hu saving him once by the big river, and Zhong Jun's stupid and disgusting appearance, he began to care about it.

The so-called poor is good for oneself alone, and the rich is for the world at the same time.

Now that he has this ability, he naturally can't watch Ah Hu being bullied by someone like Zhong Kun, and he can't watch Xiaohu marry a fool like Zhong Jun.

"It takes money for the villagers to come here to imitate wood! I can't get the money out. You don't know how much Dongyu Village owes to the higher-ups now!" Village Chief Wang looked around cautiously before replying helplessly.

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

Ah Hu was the child he had watched grow up since he was a child.

"Is three yuan enough for one person a day?" Liu Xing took out two 100 yuan bills and put them in the hands of Village Chief Wang: "Please invite ten young and strong villagers, ten villagers who know the crafts of bamboo craftsmen and carpenters to come over. , I will buy some materials such as tung oil and cow felt with the remaining money, and if there is not enough, I will give it according to the situation.”

Anyway, the money wasn't his, but Zhong Kun's, and it felt hot in his hand, so it was best used to help Ah Hu.

"You really want to do this? Really want to help Ah Hu?" Village Chief Wang looked at the money in his hand, his voice trembling.

This Liu Xing, doing things for people is really beyond his expectations.

"Of course, if you don't help, I'm afraid there will be regrets in your life in the future!" Liu Xing replied seriously: "And I dare say that this Zhong Jun suffered a loss here today, and he will definitely not let it go, at least in the small Fox, he will make a comeback."

"Alright then! I'll go hire someone right away!" Village Chief Wang collected the money, patted Liu Xing's shoulder with satisfaction, turned around and walked towards the small path to the west.

Yaya wanted to follow, but was held back by the women's 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 with Yaya and walked into the kitchen in the bamboo building.

Liu Xing also walked in.

But he didn't go into the kitchen.

Instead wander around the living room.

He was invited by Village Chief Wang to repair the bamboo building, so he had to see the situation on the spot first.

The floor of the living room is not made of bamboo, but of pine wood. People step on it without any sinking feeling, that is to say, it is very solid and does not need to be replaced.

Such artificial pine flooring, if it is put in for decades, I am afraid that there will not be 10,000+, or even hundreds of thousands.

Looking at the bright paint on the floor, Liu Xing finally knew that Mr. Zhang hadn't lied to him. The bamboo building and the golden bean steamer were good things passed down from a period of time.

However, the maintenance of the bamboo building is not as good as the golden bean steamer. It can be seen that many bamboos on the outer wall are corroded, which must be due to insufficient manual maintenance.

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

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

Just as I was going to check on the second floor, the female director brought a bowl of sweet potato porridge and several eggs: "Excuse me! This is the only breakfast in Dongyu Village. You can make do with it and wait until noon. My Da Kui will buy some meat from the town."

"Don't be so particular, how much can I eat alone?" Liu Xing smiled lightly and shook his head, reached out to take the sweet potato porridge, and as for the eggs, handed them all to Yaya who was standing at the door.

"Thank you brother!" Yaya didn't care about the heat, she wrapped her clothes in her clothes when she couldn't hold it in her little hands, and ran away with her short legs, cheering.

(End of this chapter)