Popular peasant wife: mountain man lacks training

Chapter 302 I know, silly girl
After getting the news from the waiter in the teahouse, Mrs. Chen went to the teahouse with her two powerful wives.

Lu Nanchuan seized the opportunity and sold that Miss Chen to Mrs. Chen. As for what happened after that, it's not hard to guess, anyway, Miss Chen didn't have time to harass him.

After listening to Lu Nanchuan's explanation, Geng Sang's sour mood finally dissipated, and sweet bubbles rose from the bottom of his heart. Lu Nanchuan handled this matter really well, without dragging his feet at all.

This kind of straightforwardness made Geng Sang feel very safe, and made her feel that Lu Nanchuan belonged to her alone.

Let me ask that woman, after encountering such a thing, she doesn't want the person she likes to simply kill the peach blossoms. The so-called being able to be friends with the other party generously, Geng Sang thinks that she can't do it.

"Lu Nanchuan, why did you handle it so neatly?"

Geng Sang looked at Lu Nanchuan, feeling that the boy in front of him was smiling silly, and the sun was shining like a warm sun.

"I'm afraid you're unhappy, and I don't want those insignificant things to make you frown.

Also, Sangsang, I am afraid that you will stay away from me because of this, and I will lose my direction in life.

Without you, I might be content with the status quo, just like when I was in the old Lu family, because I have no future direction, so I can endure those meanness and injustice. "

What Lu Nanchuan said was very casual, but Geng Sang felt uncomfortable, feeling that Lu Nanchuan was inexplicably lonely.

"Lu Nanchuan"

Geng Sang paused for a moment, then continued, "I will be with you from now on."

Is Sangsang trying to comfort herself? Lu Nanchuan gently rubbed her hair and said with a smile, "I know, silly girl."

Speaking out what was in my heart, the relationship between the two became closer unconsciously.

However, Lu Nanchuan and his brother Sang didn't have time to care about these issues, because after signing the agreement with Shumoge, they were about to receive the first batch of goods.

Shopkeeper Jiang asked them to hand over [-] sticks of clear smoke ink and [-] sticks of mixed smoke ink within a month. The amount of this batch of ink was much larger than the amount of ink Lu Nanchuan made last time, and the time in just one month was very tight.

Lu Nanchuan first went up the mountain to cut pine branches and came back, then re-laid the bamboo shed according to the previous laying, and fired it to take out the mixed and clear smoke, which took several days.

After the ink sticks are made, it needs at least half a month of air-drying time. Lu Nanchuan is really in a hurry to finish all the work by himself, but Geng Sang is watching but can't help.

To form a ball of smoke requires repeated beating, which is a test of arm strength. This kind of thing is very difficult for a big man like Lu Nanchuan. Geng Sang can't help at all, so he can only rush around in a hurry.

Geng Sang did not forget that the last time Lu Nanchuan only made a dozen ink sticks, his arms were so sore that he couldn't lift them up, and later he went to the town to buy plasters to stick them on. It is definitely not possible to use human strength.

But for things like ink making, can you ask someone you can't trust? This is the secret of making money. If you ask someone you can't trust for help, it will make people jealous if they tell the secret.

"Lu Nanchuan, what do you think of Lu Qing and Lu Hu people? They are your good brothers. If you can trust them, why don't you ask them to come and help you?

In this way, you can also reduce some burdens, and we don't ask people to help for nothing. We will calculate their wages for them on a daily basis. Our own people will definitely not let them suffer, and the rewards will be more generous. "

Geng Sang is really anxious. Lu Nanchuan has been working at such a high intensity for two days. When he eats, he feels that his posture with chopsticks is very reluctant. can not tell.

(End of this chapter)