MTL - Assassin Farmer-~ 028 trim

"Madam, thank you." The next morning, Su Shuiyu put on a cotton cloth bag that was sewed last night. Be careful of the underground building and thank the lady who was using the breakfast.

"Where, the girl is angry." The lady in the shopkeeper is also docile, especially after the two wolves have conquered the skin of her two Hu Tianhu, the attitude towards Sushui is better than others. A few points.

"If the girl still needs it, I still have some there. I don't need to be angry." Although the lady of the shopkeeper did not know what Sushui took cotton, but the opening of the stack, she knew that she should respect people. Don't ask if you don't ask, people who don't want to say can't ask.

"Thank you, madam." Su Shui-hyun nodded and smiled.

Last night, those white cotton, six cotton bags were sewn. Since there is no absorbent paper, the effect is not wrapped in the cotton cloth that has been used before. However, compared to pure white cotton, it is much better. At least one night, she only changed once and there was no leakage.

The cotton bag was replaced. She washed it with water and dried it in the window. In the hot summer sun, you can dry it dry and dry for a long time, and you can use it again. However, it is easy to harden when it is used more often. Then you need to disassemble it, loosen the cotton inside, and loosen it with the tendon, you can use it again.

In short, Su Shuiyu is very satisfied with the current use of such a cotton bag. After all, she learned from the gargle of the room that the women here came to the Kwai Shui with a cloth bag made of grass and ash. White cotton sewed in the inside as a water pad, which is affordable for the high-ranking lady. I heard Su Shui’s shyness. Well, she really doesn't know, but even if she understands it now, it is a bit difficult to think of using a ash as a cloth mat.

So... Su Shuiqi grips his fist and opens the spring next year. There must be a piece of cotton in the two acres of farmland. As for how to plant cotton, then move home and then go to buy some farms for a good study. The two want to truly integrate into the farm life of the town of Fanhua. If you don't understand farming, you will definitely not. Moreover, she does not think that Lin Shizhen is like this... 呃, killer, will farm. Therefore, the farm life of the two people is a long way to go.

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Lin Sizhen still travels to and from the town every day. Pack two hoes in the morning, arrive at noon, and leeches. The four carpenters who had been burying their heads for wood work did not dare to go home for lunch. The masters of the people are like this. If they take the artificial money, how can they go home to eat hot meals and hot soup? So, the next day after picking up the wood, the four people also had two nests per person per day and sent lunch. The speed of doing work is getting faster and faster. It’s only three days away from the agreed tenth day. If you don’t do it, don’t say the owner’s ugly face, and you won’t get extra rewards.

On this day, the fence of the house was surrounded by a few women, and from time to time, they probed the brain in the house, and they still didn’t know what to talk about.

"I still don't want to come to ask for some wood. Every time there is such a thing, it's been enough to take it after seven days." Feng Laoliu looked up and shook his head, still tightening his hand. Cutting action.

"Hey, isn't that the flower house lady of Dongtou? She is also very embarrassed to come?" Fang Dasheng, the youngest person, occasionally swept to the family, Liu, who was caught in the crowd, could not help but curiously said.

"Oh... you don't know, you spend the family, it's a famous one in the town of flowers. You just can't get in. You want to find embarrassment on her face? How is it possible!" It was the cousin of the village chief Wang Gengfa, and he was alive.

However, the general master chooses the carpentry to pick him up. He is a little embarrassed. Secondly, he is the cousin of the village chief. How much work is it suitable for him? If the wood work done is unsatisfactory, is it still not deductible? As a result, simply do not look for him.

This time, if Lin Shiyi wants Feng Laoliu to recommend three more skills, Feng Laoliu will not think of him. However, after seeing Lin Sizhen did not have any concerns in this regard, the hanging heart was put down.

"Afa is right, the flower house mother, really will calculate, my mother also eat her loss." The last speaker is the flower family's neighbor, Tian Dafu. His filial son-in-law, Tian Tian, ​​had just ate a few times when she married a farmer, and she had a few short-lived losses with her daughter-in-law Liu.

In the right wing, Lin Siwei measured the size of the furniture to be built. He heard the sound of four carpenters screaming, raising his eyebrows, passing his sight over the short fence that climbed his knees and swept the outside of the house. Pile of women.

"That... son... remember me?" Hua Jiapo’s wife saw Lin Shi’s come out, laughing and talking.

Lin Shizhen’s eyebrows are picking up, but the woman who is out of the way, how can he not remember. However, he promised that Su Shui-yu no longer casually wounded people, and he endured the urge to throw her down the river.

"That, son, we are... I have so much wood in the son's house, the rest of the furniture... oh... the scraps should be a lot... Hehe... Can you give us?" The mother-in-law was introduced to be the spokesperson of this group of women, and she said that she had clear her intentions.

Scrap? Lin Siyu sneered at the bottom of his heart, and turned his head on the surface without asking four people to dare to go out and only pay attention to the carpenter who worked hard: "Whether the furniture is finished, the remaining wood is called scrap?"

"The son said, laughing, so much wood, after building the furniture required by the son, there should be quite a lot, and even the big wood of the tree should have a few left. Where will they be like scraps?" The old sixth received the sight of Lin Sizhen, and he said calmly.

"Very good." Lin Siyi nodded and immediately turned to the group of women who were still unsuccessful outside the yard: "Put it later on the 5th." After dropping such a sentence, he walked into the ear room and measured it in the kitchen. The size of the furniture that needs to be placed.

A group of mother-in-laws had a good time to take it, and they were happily scattered.

Feng Laoliu and the other three people face each other and do not understand the meaning of the main family.

Until the evening, Lin Siyu said to the four carpenters who were preparing to go home, "The two more days will be extended. If it is not completed after five days, not only will there be no money, but the rest of the wood will be given to them."

When Feng Laoliu and his four listened, they smiled: this, but if it is completed on time, the remaining wood can be shared by several people?

The four men looked at Lin Siyu with a brush, and they were filled with eager inquiries.

Feng Laoliu immediately took the chest to ensure: "Cheng! Cheng! The son is assured, to ensure the completion! Not too late to light the candle to do." The other three are also busy nodding. I am afraid that Lin Shiyi will repent.

Lin Siyi nodded and ignored them. One jumped a few feet away, and soon disappeared into the eyes of the four.

"Wow! Really will work hard!" Fang Dasheng's eyes were crystal clear.

"Yeah, look at his meaning that the door is unlocked today, isn't it..."

It was night, and Feng Laoliu and his four people rushed to the candlelight night until they were locked in the middle of the night. The four-person mother-in-law was also very supportive and even insisted on working with them. Think of the pile of big wood, in any case, the four people can also get a big table.