After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 158 158 Many Questions
Zhao Yuanle hurriedly said, "Don't dare."

The nobleman nodded.

"Then I'll start."

Zhao Yuanle sat upright and became nervous.

He asked the first question.

"The gun that the boy called the bastard box was drawn by you for him."

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "Yes."

He: "Where did you see it? Do you only remember the appearance, or do you remember the internal structure? If you only remember the appearance, what exactly does it look like, and how much can you draw with a pen?"

Zhao Yuanle: "I only remember the appearance. I can draw a general outline with a pen, but I can't remember the details. As for where I saw it... I can only say that it was in a dream."

"Oh?" He narrowed his eyes slightly: "In a dream? The story of the so-called soldier Zhang Ga was also in a dream. It seems that the girl not only has a different sense of hearing, but also a different brain.

As far as I know, when ordinary people dream, they won’t remember the details once they wake up, but the girl’s story, where all the details of the names are remembered, is really amazing. "

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

She was really convinced.

The man even asked the stories she told.

Seeing that Zhao Yuanle was silent, the nobleman gave a look, and the servants brought pencils and paper.

"Draw that bastard's box and show it to me."

Zhao Yuanle looked at the pencil and sighed lightly.

She is good at drawing, but she is not proficient in firearms, so she can only draw a general idea.

When the nobleman saw the final picture, he touched the middle part of the bastard's box.

"There is no roulette for changing bullets here, so the bullets are at the handshake, right?"

Zhao Yuanle frowned, and said slowly: "Yes."

The nobleman: "The magazine needs a spring."

He is very clear that the Ministry of War rarely makes this kind of spring, or it can't be made, and the quality is not good.

Intuition told him that the gun drawn by Zhao Yuanle would be much easier to use than the roulette pistols on the market.

He asked Zhao Yuanle again if he remembered the structure inside.

It's not that Zhao Yuanle doesn't remember, she just doesn't know.

Seeing Zhao Yuanle's reaction, the nobleman sighed regretfully.

"Pity."

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

Suddenly thought of something, the nobleman asked again: "Next time you have a dream, in case it happens again, why don't you take it apart and have a look and write it down?"

Zhao Yuanle looked at him in disbelief.

Knowing that what he said was impossible, the nobleman coughed lightly.

"I'm just joking."

Zhao Yuanle: "I haven't dreamed about those for a long time." You should stop thinking about it.

The nobleman accepted the bastard box painted by Zhao Yuanle, and started the next question.

"As a rural peasant girl, you have never been to school, how can you write with pencil."

Zhao Yuanle: "Isn't it easy to write with a pencil, and I copied it. The pencil refill is hard, so it's very easy to copy it, much simpler than a brush."

The nobleman naturally knew this, but what he wanted to ask was something else.

"A person's handwriting can reveal a lot of things. I have seen your handwriting, which is more than neat, but not strong enough. From your handwriting, you can roughly guess your habits. It seems that you practiced this pencil handwriting when you were young, not calligraphy.

This pencil has never been accepted by the people of the country. It was stipulated by the President that it was first used in new schools. You have been in the country for more than ten years. Where did you get the opportunity to use this. "

Zhao Yuanle just opened his mouth.

The nobleman reminded her again.

"Don't say that your uncle bought it for you. After all, he has been in Bailing County for many years. People in Bailing County only started selling pencils last year."

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

The nobleman looked at Zhao Yuanle: "You'd better be honest, I know very well how a person will react when he tells a lie.

You were lying to me before, but I can also see that you really didn't remember the internal structure of that thing, so you revealed it.

Now, I will not reveal this issue again. "

Zhao Yuanle thought for a while before speaking.

"In that case, I'll make it clear."

The nobleman: "Huh?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Actually, I have memories from my previous life in my mind."

The nobleman obviously didn't believe it very much.

He said: "I never believe in ghosts and gods."

Zhao Yuanle: "If you believe it, you have it. If you don't believe it, you don't have it. People who haven't met this thing will not believe it. People who really meet people, only you know."

Hearing Zhao Yuanle's words, the nobleman agreed.

"There are all kinds of wonders in the world, I don't believe in ghosts and gods because I have never encountered them, I only believe in what I see, and what you say makes sense.

Well then, you said you have memories from your previous life, so what exactly are these memories. "

Zhao Yuanle thought for a while, and said: "The memory of my previous life is different from many things in this world. In my previous life, there was no emperor.

I don't live in this country either, but the people and customs here are very similar.

I remember many things in my previous life, many things, the pencil writing you are curious about is in my dream, and the bastard box you asked about is also seen in my dream. "

The nobleman stared at Zhao Yuanle, thinking for a while.

He didn't think Zhao Yuanle was lying like this, but what he said was really abnormal.

He asked a question.

"Then do you remember how you died in your last life?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Well...I fell to my death in order to save a pig."

The nobleman: "..."

Zhao Yuanle: "So, it may be because of this. Now I have a special relationship with pigs. Those pigs listen to me very much. If you think about it, they feel that they owe me."

The nobleman: "..."

He didn't know what to say for a while.

Seeing that the nobleman was silent, Zhao Yuanle said, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

He originally wanted to ask a lot, but with the memory of her previous life, she was able to block almost all the questions he wanted to ask.

Because no matter if he asked her about any strange things about her body, she could always say that it was in her previous life.

The key point is that although this statement is absurd, he did not lie when he saw her like that.

Thinking quickly in his mind, he directly asked Zhao Yuanle to tell him all the memories of her previous life.

Zhao Yuanle was a little embarrassed.

"Here, there are so many."

He: "I'm not in a hurry."

Zhao Yuanle: "..." She is anxious!

Seeing her embarrassed look, the nobleman suddenly spoke.

"You said before that you offended the nobles in the county. I think you are also smart. You should be able to tell that I am also a noble. If I sell you face, the nobles in your county will all take it easy. "

He throws a hook.

Zhao Yuanle was moved.

She was very upset with some nobles in the county, but due to reality, she could only squat in her own village and dared not enter the county for a long time.

If this nobleman sells her face, what is she afraid of when she enters the county?
This thigh was stretched out for her to hug.

(End of this chapter)