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

Chapter 346 346 Persuasion Again
Zhao Yuanle: "There should be a hotel nearby where we can live, right? How about we go out and live?"

Xiao Li: "What are you doing with that unreasonable money? There is no money here, and the accommodation is okay. There are so many people outside, and the house is not necessarily clean."

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help looking at Wu Lin.

Wu Lin: "I sleep alone."

Xiao Li said helplessly: "Okay, I'll borrow the key. There are usually no people living here, so there should be a place."

Zhao Yuankang: "I'll go with you."

Zhao Yuanle took out a handful of candy from his pocket.

"Take it, when the time comes, give someone something, sweeten your mouth."

Zhao Yuankang: "How much sugar did you bring?"

How to eat all the way there.

Zhao Yuan gave him a white look.

"You stupid, I don't know what to buy when I meet a store on the road after eating?"

Zhao Yuankang: "Oh, that's right!"

Xiao Li laughed out loud.

The two went to borrow the key, and only Zhao Yuanle and Wu Lin were left here for the time being.

Zhao Yuanle went over to look at the rose flowers, wandered around and found a convenient place and a place to wash his hands.

Then, she sat on the steps beside her, staring at the blue sky in a daze.

Wu Lin silently sat next to her, and put the things that he had been tinkering with along the way in front of Zhao Yuanle.

This is a hollowed out delicate ball, and there is a small ball inside, which seems to be suspended independently.

Zhao Yuanle took the thing and couldn't help admiring it.

"It's amazing..."

Ordinary people have to practice for a long time just to get a round enough ball.

Not to mention the need to carve flowers on it, and carve a hollow ball in the middle, the two balls can rotate independently.

What a master craftsman...

Looking at the ball, Zhao Yuanle sighed.

"With this talent, you should go to the arsenal to sharpen gunpowder by hand."

Wu Lin: "It's too dirty."

Zhao Yuanle rolled his eyes, and suddenly asked Wu Lin a question.

"Have you seen the fireworks?"

Wu Lin: "I've seen it."

Zhao Yuanle: "Aren't the fireworks beautiful?"

Wu Lin shook his head.

"Things that are fleeting are useless no matter how beautiful they are."

Zhao Yuanle: "But nothing lasts forever. I will grow old in the future, and you will too. Everyone will not always look good."

Wu Lin: "There are still a few decades."

Zhao Yuanle: "The length of time is only relative. When you fell into the mud, you must have felt that it had been a long time, but in fact it was not long.

When you sleep, you don’t feel anything, you just open your eyes and close your eyes, and it’s over. In fact, you sleep for several hours.

So, as long as the fireworks are beautiful enough, just for a moment, it is enough for you to have a long aftertaste.

Do you think that no matter how long you keep something ugly, can it bring any joy?
I remember that you love making specimens very much. Those specimens can indeed be stored for a long time. Maybe you will still be there after you die, but how often do you stare at them now?

Do you still need to watch them for pleasure? "

Wu Lin stared at Zhao Yuanle silently.

Zhao Yuanle chuckled lightly.

"Perhaps, after seeing the fireworks are brilliant and beautiful enough, you will change your mind."

Wu Lin: "Not really."

He has not seen such a scene.

Zhao Yuanle: "No, you can't make it yourself? Do it yourself, think about it, fireworks, colorful, meteor splashing, well controlled, can have different shapes, different colors, and can change in the air.

You can think of it this way, to make the fireworks you want is to draw a dream picture in the night with stars.

You're not the only one who can see it, but it's really only you. "

Wulin was silent.

He seemed to be thinking about what Zhao Yuanle said.

Zhao Yuanle smiled slightly.

She thought, to make fireworks, you have to make dynamite, and to make dynamite... There are a lot of things to learn.

She hoped that Wu Lin could do it sooner, otherwise she would continue to rack her brains to think of other ways.

Xiao Li and Zhao Yuankang also came back with the keys.

After packing up his things, Zhao Yuanle took the money with him, and some pigs also carried it on their backs, and walked to the agreed place with the others.

Master Li was already waiting there, chatting with the gatekeeper.

I saw several children coming.

He put away his cigarette rod, put it in his belt, and led a few children out.

In the hospital, he was familiar with the roads, and by the way, he introduced these places to Zhao Yuanle and others.

Zhao Yuanle saw the conspicuous red cross above the hospital at a glance.

As soon as she understood, she asked a question.

"Master Li, are there many Westerners in the hospital?"

Master Li nodded.

"There are quite a lot of them. The Huaxia people here are basically young people, and many of them came back from studying there.

But the overall number is not much.

After all, this hospital doesn't make much money, and the rich families always seek our own doctors to see them. The people who come here to see them are all from ordinary families, and many of them can't afford the medical expenses.

Or, there are some students who have returned from overseas, but not many. "

Zhao Yuanle: "Which Western country are these people from?"

Hearing this question, Master Li scratched his head with a smile.

"That's not clear. To be honest, I can't tell who they are. They all look the same. They should all come from the same country."

Zhao Yuanle: "Oh..."

She felt that there should be nothing to ask Master Li.

Master Li led several people to the tallest building in the hospital.

This is a five-storey concrete and steel building with a western style, with a red cross above it.

Several people stepped up a few steps and walked in.

The smell of disinfectant entered the noses of several people, except for Zhao Yuanle, the rest of them covered their noses.

Master Li: "No matter how long you smell it, you won't get used to it."

And subconsciously, he always equates this with Westerners, and he has an unreasonable disgust in his heart.

Holding his breath in three steps, he led a few people up to the third floor, and stopped at the door of a room.

Zhao Yuanle suddenly spoke at this moment.

"Master Li, in fact, you hold your breath so much that you inhale more."

Master Li's hand that knocked on the door froze in the air, and then he still closed the door.

Three clicks, and there was a voice from inside, please come in with an obvious foreign accent.

Master Li pushed open the door, and still bent his neck towards the Westerners in the room. This was considered a simple courtesy, and he was not considered a loss of etiquette.

"This doctor, this is the person mentioned in Dr. Hu's letter. I brought it to you."

Zhao Yuanle looked at the doctor in the room.

This one is not a typical blond and blue-eyed Westerner. He has deep hair and deep eyes, deep browbones, a high nose bridge, and thin lips.

This person's appearance is more oriental, but from the facial outline and the shape of the skull, it can be determined that he is a pure Westerner.

He looked at Zhao Yuanle and the others, surprise flashed in his eyes, and he spoke with an accent.

"I didn't expect that you are such a beautiful little girl and little boy."

(End of this chapter)