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

Chapter 294 294 Home Delivery
In fact, Mo Qingshan wanted to tell Zhao Yuankang that the money had already been given.

Zhao Yuanle, who went in to look for money, also stopped when he found half of the money.

She came out with her purse.

"I said, has the money been given?"

Mo Qingshan smiled and nodded: "I have."

Zhao Yuanle looked at Zhao Yuankang, Zhao Yuankang scratched his head: "Don't you have a good memory, you don't even remember this."

Zhao Yuanle: "I..."

Isn't she just pretending?

Mo Qingshan felt that he should go, but he was curious.

"What are these little screws for?"

Hearing Mo Qingshan's question, Zhao Yuanle smiled: "Secret."

Mo Qingshan shrugged: "Okay, then I'm leaving."

Zhao Yuanle: "You go."

Mo Qingshan: "Well... don't you even give me a sip of water?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Do you want to drink?"

Mo Qingshan smiled and shook his head again.

"Don't drink anymore."

He gave Zhao Yuanle a paper bag, turned around and left.

Zhao Yuanle opened the paper bag in doubt, and saw that inside was a stack of specially drilled blades, which matched the small screw.

She sighed with emotion: "You are so careful."

The service is also very attentive.

But Zhao Yuankang felt that something was wrong. He leaned over and told Zhao Yuanle quietly: "That person seems to have other meanings."

He is also a man, as can be seen from his eyes.

Zhao Yuanle concentrated on looking at his screw, and replied by the way: "Oh, he was interested in me before, and I rejected him."

Zhao Yuankang: "...Is this so?"

He still doesn't know that his second sister is so... bold?
Zhao Yuanle took the small screw and found the semi-finished pencil sharpener.

She pressed the blade on the pencil sharpener, pressed the blade up, and aligned the two small screws with the hole, then pinched the small screw with her hand and rotated it, so that the small screw went in.

The wood used to make a pencil sharpener is generally hard. Zhao Yuanle's fingers were thick-skinned and strong, so he screwed the screw in with his bare hands.

Seeing it from the side, Zhao Yuankang couldn't help asking questions.

"You can use a straight nail directly, and it will go in as soon as you hit it."

Zhao Yuanle: "That won't work. Straight nails will easily crack the wood, and it will be easy to break."

Zhao Yuankang: "We use wood well."

Zhao Yuanle: "Good wood costs money."

Zhao Yuankang felt that Zhao Yuanle was being picky.

"How much does this piece of wood cost, why are you so stingy?"

Zhao Yuanle laughed.

"Maybe this is your first pot of gold."

Zhao Yuankang: "What?"

Without answering again, Zhao Yuanle focused on the pencil sharpener. She fixed the two screws, and the blade was firmly fixed on the wooden shelf of the pencil sharpener.

Zhao Yuanle couldn't wait to get a pencil to experiment.

The pencil was stuffed in, and the pencil sharpener was turned, and the familiar pencil shavings were peeled out, and the thin fan-shaped veneer was turned out, and the leading pencil lead also became a familiar conical shape.

Zhao Yuan is happy.

"Is it still possible?"

Zhao Yuanle snorted triumphantly, skillfully shook off the pencil shavings from the pencil sharpener, took out the sharpened pencil, looked at it, and smiled with satisfaction.

Thinking of the things she often encountered when sharpening pencils when she was a child, she couldn't help but try the stability of the pencil tip again. After confirming that the inside of the pencil sharpened in this way was not broken, she smiled again.

Unexpectedly, this pencil sharpener was quite successful.

Zhao Yuankang looked at it strangely.

"How convenient it is."

Zhao Yuanle: "Say, can we make this and sell it? Discuss directly with the principal of the new school, we can get a good deal, and we can even sell it to other places in the future."

There was a light in Zhao Yuankang's eyes, he felt that this was feasible.

"If we really want to sell it, we have to be the first to sell it. This thing will be used for a long time, and the number of students is limited. If we sell a bunch, we can go to other places to sell it later."

Zhao Yuanle cast admiring eyes on Zhao Yuankang.

"You're not stupid."

Zhao Yuankang: "Hey, do you dare to say that your brother is stupid?"

He also helped his family when he was a teenager, running around collecting things for money.

He is quite confident in selling such gadgets.

Zhao Yuanle put away the pencil sharpener, small screws, and blades.

"We'll discuss these things as a family at night."

Now, she has to go in and put her things away before changing clothes.

Zhao Yuanle changed clothes quickly, so she and Zhao Yuankang waited for Wu Lin to wash for a while.

Zhao Yuankang couldn't understand why it took so long for a man to take a bath.

In fact, Wu Lin even washed his hair, he walked out with his hair loose and clean clothes.

Zhao Yuankang glanced over and was taken aback for a moment.

At this time, he seemed to understand why Wu Lin called him ugly.

Zhao Yuanle didn't feel anything about it.

She disliked Wulin for interrupting her rice planting time. Now, seeing that someone had washed them, she just wanted to rush to plant the rice seedlings as soon as possible.

Wu Lin followed behind Zhao Yuanle with her hair loose.

This was so incredible that the big girls, young daughter-in-laws, aunts and old women in the village all saw it.

Even some children were curious and followed.

They really never thought that they could see such a good-looking person, just like the drama said, they are more beautiful than the people in the paintings.

When the three of them arrived in the field over there, Zhao Yuanle started working without saying a word.

Wu Lin and Zhao Yuankang also started working together.

There are many people and strong strength, and the remaining three acres of fields were really planted before dark.

In the end, it was Zhao Yuanle who planted the last seedlings, and she followed to the ridge here, looking at the green paddy fields, feeling overwhelmed with a sense of accomplishment.

She opened her mouth to smile, but unexpectedly, Wu Lin beside her, with her hair swaying in the wind, was eaten by her in one gulp.

She coughed, and Zhao Ercheng delivered a concluding speech at this time.

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

She looked at Wu Lin's flowing hair with resentful eyes.

Wulin glanced at her.

"I'll hold back your saliva a little bit."

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

Her fist was pinched hard.

Zhao Ercheng was still feeling emotional: "This time I did it the fastest."

Zhao Sancheng also nodded: "We still need more people."

There are many people in a family, no matter what they do, they are good.

Yao'er: "When I grow up, I will also help plant rice seedlings."

He Ju couldn't help laughing: "Oh, what's the future of transplanting rice seedlings? You have to study and become an official. This is the only way to make money."

Yao'er: "Do all of them, and you will be more promising."

Zhao Yuanle praised Yao'er: "That's right."

Reading should not be a dead book, it requires all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor.

A group of people admired the fruits of today's labor again, and went home in a mighty way.

Wu Lin mixed in the team and followed behind Zhao Yuanle, looking indifferent.

Zhao Ercheng stretched his arms and said with emotion: "Tomorrow will be another family harvesting wheat, and it will be finished in one day."

Zhao Yuanle nodded fiercely: "I must be very good at cutting wheat."

(End of this chapter)