The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 939
Tong Sanlang was overjoyed when he heard the words, and after expressing his thanks, he rode quickly into the town.

Shopkeeper He was nestling on the kang studying mahjong, when he saw Tong Sanlang coming again, he hurriedly followed him out of town.

After seeing the Supreme Emperor and the Prince, bow down first, and then look at the sleigh carefully, trying to remember every detail.

Get rich, really get rich.

Regardless of whether it is mahjong or sledding, this winter, the mad roll of millions of taels of silver is gone.

As far as this trend of making money is concerned, a billion taels of silver is nothing!

Thinking like this, after Yang Wenxiao and Yang Hao and his group returned, he immediately returned to Jiweiju, began to draw pictures and write letters, and told Yu Ang all the information he knew.

"Grandpa Huang, why don't we make a Zhuangzi for skiing?" Yang Hao said after returning to the manor, sitting on the kang and drinking sweet milk tea.

In the countryside, people seldom come out for activities in heavy snow, so this sled can run freely.

But the capital is different. There are so many people in the capital that there is no snow on the roads. If you want to enjoy sledding like this, you can only do it in your own village.

Yang Wenxiao nodded when he heard the words, "I happen to have a hot spring village under my name, let someone rectify it."

He has always remembered the word "playing things and losing one's mind", but things like sleds can still be played with properly.

Good for the body and mind!

As for mahjong, Yang Hao didn't have time to play after leaving Bailu Town, so it doesn't hurt to play for a while now.

"Then send this mahjong and sleigh to Ye'er? He also likes to play, and he can enjoy himself while walking on the road. It's not good to always ride in a carriage." Yang Hao said again.

"Success, you can make arrangements for this matter." The road was closed in heavy snow, and the news was difficult to pass on. When Yang Ye received the sled, there was no telling when it would be.

"Then I'll draw a picture tonight and make a nicer sled." Yang Hao laughed.

Tong Sanlang made this, always felt a bit childlike.

"All right, all right, you look at the arrangement." Yang Wenxiao didn't say anything to Yang Hao, his brother, for a long time.

"I originally thought that coming to Bailu Town was for self-cultivation." Recalling what happened in the past few days, Yang Hao said with emotion.

The country is nothing interesting.

The reason why he came here was mainly to accompany Yang Wenxiao.

Unexpectedly, after arriving, I experienced the fun that I couldn't experience elsewhere.

Not in vain!

The couple Qiao Xiaomai and Tong Sanlang, with their novel invention, even if they dragged the time limit to 50 years, he wouldn't say anything!

"I also thought it was about self-cultivation." Yang Wenxiao also sighed.

The original intention was to deal with Yang Wang, but other people would not be able to suppress Yang Wang.

Take a look at Liuli by the way.

No matter which one, it will not make him feel happy.

But he didn't expect that in just a few days, he didn't have time to think about these two things.

However, mahjong is fine, but this sled really feels ten years younger when sitting on it. After thinking about it, he said, "I will draw one tonight."

He wanted to draw an exquisite one suitable for women, bring it to Liuli's grave, and burn it for her, so that she could play in another world.

Thinking of her red dress fluttering in the wind, galloping in the world of white snow, he couldn't help feeling hot in his heart.

Let's talk about Tong Sanlang and Qiao Mai.

Yang Wenxiao and Yang Hao were thinking about designing a sled, but Tong Sanlang and Qiao Xiaomai had already started to make it.

(End of this chapter)