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

Chapter 417 Chapter 417
"is it?"

Ming Hongyan looked at Zhao Yuanle with a little smile in his eyes.

Zhao Yuanle: "Yeah, you give me the feeling that everything you do has a different purpose. Whether it's dealing with normal times or really busy with things, you have other thoughts.

Let me say a word, as long as you feel that something is wrong, you will not let it go, and you don't know how much you think about it. "

Regarding what Zhao Yuanle said, Ming Hongyan admitted it.

"It's a matter of habit."

Living in a different environment since he was a child, these are all his subconscious actions, and his mind naturally turned like this, and it's not that he deliberately treats someone like this.

Zhao Yuanle spread his hands.

"I don't have so many thoughts, and I'm not used to it at all. But you do this every time, so I will probably pay more attention to it when I talk to you in the future.

Alas, it’s still comfortable to talk to your brother, don’t worry about anything. "

Even if she said something wrong occasionally, Chen Moying would not give her the feeling that she was about to be interrogated just by raising her eyes.

Hearing this, Ming Hongyan was silent for a moment.

After the silence, he suddenly said a word.

"Are all the people in your time the same as you?"

At first glance, it looks like he has never suffered a loss since he was a child.

Zhao Yuanle paused and shook his head.

"No, but most of the people around me are similar."

Ming Hong said, "It's the same with those around me."

Just like him, if you say a word, or don't say a word, you hide a hundred and eight minds.

There was a quiet and cool mountain breeze blowing outside the window, and Ming Hongyan looked at Zhao Yuanle: "I will pay attention to it in the future."

Zhao Yuanle nodded in satisfaction, and then moved away.

Gradually, a ray of sunlight fell into the window, and Ming Yan got up.

"The time has come."

He wanted to see if the money he had spent was worth it.

Zhao Yuanle followed Ming Hongyan to the kitchen first, and the people in the kitchen saluted respectfully to the people beside her.

Standing all the time, she looked at the people squatting on the ground, looked around, and retreated to a corner. Seeing this, she silently moved two steps to the side, trying not to get too close to Zhao Yuanle.

Ming Hongyan looked at the crowd with a smile, and asked a group of people to get up in a low voice, then set his eyes on the prepared things.

"Everyone has worked hard these days."

The few people hurriedly said that it was not hard work, but the smiles on their faces could not be concealed.

Mo Qingshan stood opposite Zhao Yuanle, and couldn't help but glanced several times.

How courageous Zhao Yuanle is, he has seen it today.

If this nobleman is unhappy, today is probably his farewell to her forever.

Ming Hongyan raised his hand and turned to look at Zhao Yuanle who was on the side.

Zhao Yuanle walked over quite proudly, picked up the biogas stove, and fixed it after two clicks. After checking everything, after making sure that the switch was good, he nodded to Ming Hongyan.

"Okay, let's start the fire, who's coming?"

The few people who worked together, you look at me, I look at you, they all want to step forward and show themselves in front of the nobles.

But the nobleman handed over the decision-making power to Zhao Yuanle.

Ming Hong said, "You decide for yourself."

Zhao Yuanle smiled.

The people next to him couldn't bear it anymore, and squeezed in front of Zhao Yuanle one by one.

"Little master, I study the most seriously, and do these things the most."

"Hey, I learned it first, and I will check with Master later."

"Master, let me come, I have never made trouble before."

"I learned from Lu Men, let me come."

Zhao Yuanle laughed, and directly started to ignite the stove with a click.

Blue and white flames burst out, quickly ignited into a circle, and burned steadily amidst the exclamations of everyone.

Zhao Yuanle commented.

"The location is not bad."

The ventilation is very good, and the biogas is fully burned.

Including Ming Hongyan, almost everyone couldn't take their eyes off the fire.

The fire-burning servant in the kitchen is the happiest.

On such a hot day, he can finally stop burning firewood, thank God.

Zhao Yuanle is the calmest, after all, she has already been there.

Ming Hong said that he had seen enough of the fire, so he suggested to watch the lamp.

The acceptance of this lamp was also successful. Apart from being amazed, more people discussed it.

"Why is the light on? Nothing is burning inside?"

"That's right, what the hell is going on."

The few people who studied with Zhao Yuanle knew the principle, and when they heard everyone's doubts, they explained it word by word.

Ming Hongyan was not satisfied with what he heard.

What these people explained was too general and not very clear.

He looked at Zhao Yuanle again.

"You tell me."

Zhao Yuanle: "Actually, it is also necessary to light a fire, but the air intake is filled with air, and the temperature is high. There are other things added to the lampshade. When the temperature is high, it will light up and become a lamp. "

After listening to Zhao Yuanle's explanation, Ming Hongyan grasped what he cared about.

"That is to say, this lamp has to be used in a place with air. If it is in a closed environment, it can't be used?"

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "Yes."

Ming Hongyan sighed in his heart.

It's a bit of a pity, but it seems that electricity is more useful.

Fortunately, there happens to be a large coal mine here, which is enough to generate electricity.

Look, after watching everything he wanted to see, Ming Hongyan said a habitual scene in front of everyone, and after encouraging him, he hid himself, leaving these people around to watch new things.

Zhao Yuanle is not interested in these things, she just wants to complete the last step of this matter now.

Taking out the translated book and the original book, Zhao Yuanle went to find Ming Hongyan.

In the secluded and cool room, Ming Yan nodded as he flipped through a whole book written by Zhao Yuanle.

"Good wording."

Zhao Yuanle: "Hey..."

Ming Hongyan flipped through the original book in foreign language again, saw the various annotations on it, and nodded.

"Very careful."

There are not only text explanations, but also pictures. This picture has two styles. He can be sure that the one with crooked lines should be Zhao Yuanle's masterpiece.

Zhao Yuanle: "Can you understand foreign language?"

The corners of Ming Hongyan's mouth curled up slightly.

"Most noble people should understand something."

Zhao Yuanle: "Don't they disdain things from Westerners?"

Ming Hong said with a hint of sarcasm, and snorted coldly.

"They are arrogant, but they are not stupid. They just don't learn this thing with a unified caliber, but for practical benefits, they still ask their own people to learn it."

Zhao Yuanle was speechless.

"It's really a face-to-face and a back-to-back."

As he spoke, Ming Hongyan sighed with a complicated expression.

"Superficially disdainful, but actually arrogant, fundamentally, it is because of fear."

Everyone is not a fool, and naturally they want to learn powerful things, but if the price of obtaining those powerful things is too high, few people will move, even if they know that the consequences of going on like this are very bad.

Zhao Yuanle looked affirmative.

"I know what they're afraid of."

(End of this chapter)