Farmers have space: open wasteland and set up stalls to farm

Chapter 239 Building a Bazaar
Here Lian Zhi came to the foot of the mountain, looked at his own wheat field, and came to a field not far away.

While talking to Yiyu Dashan, he watched him making wooden boxes, "Dashan, I said your technique is really getting better and better, and the things you make really look more and more upright! "

Lianzhi reached out and touched the finished products made by Yu Dashan, not to mention the fact that there was no burr at all, and the workmanship was no worse than that of modern industrial production.

It's just that if you can paint it again, it's really perfect, but it's a pity that there is no paint here...

"Didn't you say you want to build a market on the village road? Either I'm in a hurry to do more, or I have to do better!"

Yu Dashan didn't look up, sawing the wood in his hand and talking to Lian Zhi.

"Yes! When I come back from a market in another town, I'll put them up on the side of the main road. You can't just put these big guys, you have to make more of those little things. "

Once the market opens, make more gadgets, and then you can attract popularity, even if you invite children, and the children will be designated as adults.

Anyway, in the market, whether you buy it or not, at least the more people there are, the better.

"Don't worry, I made those little things when I was eating."

Yu Dashan was busy while answering Lianzhi's words.

"When I finish this wooden box, I will make some more gadgets before going to bed at night."

Hearing that Yu Dashan was going to stay up late again, Lian Zhi hurriedly tried to persuade him,

"Don't stay up all night anymore, I didn't ask you to do too much, even if there is a market, you can sell while doing it.

Didn't I tell you?You can't eat a fat man in one bite, you must eat and rest, don't be exhausted! "

"Don't worry, I won't be tired from this job." Yu Dashan replied.

"Not tired yet? Look at your hair is all gray, be careful, staying up late is not good for people!"

Lian Zhi smiled and pointed at Yu Dashan's white hair and said, she knew that he was a young man with gray hair, so she purposely made fun of it.

"hey-hey……"

Yu Dashan looked up at her and grinned, knowing that the usual white hair was what Lian Zhi used to tease him.

What did you think of?Lian Zhi looked at him and asked with a strange expression, "By the way, I forgot to ask you, and I've always wanted to ask, but I'm not ashamed to ask, why do you think Sister Dahua's hair is not white?"

From the first time he saw Yu Dahua, Lian Zhi was surprised. After all, Yu Dashan said that his parents' hair had already turned gray, and it was normal for him to follow them.

But Yu Dahua's hair, although it is neatly coiled every day, is still jet black.

Hearing his words, Yu Dashan stopped what he was doing, raised his head and wiped his sweat, looked at Lian Zhi and smiled, wondering if he should say this or not?

"My sister said before, don't tell others."

"Oh, then stop talking! I don't want to know."

Upon hearing this, Lian Zhi hurriedly shook her hand at him not to let him speak out.Since Yu Dahua didn't want others to know, it's better not to know.

"You are not someone else. Even if you ask my sister directly, my sister will tell you."

Yu Dashan picked up the plane on the side, glanced at Lianzhi, then lowered his head to plan the wood, and he did not forget to explain to her,
"My sister used it on the hills at home. The black roots she dug and the bottom of the pot were used to paint her hair black. When she came here this time, my mother said that she had to take it if she didn't. Her black hair is not slippery. black roots."

(End of this chapter)