In mid-October, the guests have moved out, and the Qin Yao family's new study room has finally begun.
Liu Ji had already decided on the materials, and Mute was responsible for contracting the work. He called five or six people, set off firecrackers, dug in with the first hoe, and construction began.
This time, not only Qin Yao's family is building a house, most of the people in the village are also repairing houses, and plan to strengthen all the houses before the first snow comes.
The reason why we can do this is that everyone has money now.
There are many workers in the village who come from a family of two or three to work in the stationery factory. If they are a couple, they have joined the stationery factory when it was recruiting large quantities of workers. Until now, in five months, one person has received more than 300 yuan, and the two have received more than 300 yuan. That's six hundred.
Five months add up to three taels of silver, which is enough to simply reinforce and repair the house.
This is just ordinary work, such as Yun Niang Shunzi and other small stewards, plus the reward paid in September, there will be more.
Seeing that he was still laughing, Qin Yao, who had already passed by the window, stepped back and glanced at him suspiciously.
Before the words could be fully finished, the person on the bed shut his mouth sensibly, opened a pair of peach-blossom eyes, biting the corner of the quilt, and looked at her weakly and innocently.
No, in order to use some of the tight budget given by Qin Yao to line his own pockets, he used his sharp tongue to unite twelve families in the village and decided to purchase bricks, tiles and wood together.
Looking like this, it doesn't look like it's just pretending.
Qin Yao suddenly strode into the house. Liu Ji swallowed hard and glanced at the open door and window in panic, "Madam, the door is not closed yet. Isn't this inappropriate?"
Liu Ji's inner charm had long been defeated by the sourness that ordinary people could not bear. He fell on the bed and screamed, but ignored her suggestion.
Without any further hesitation, he spent two taels of silver to buy the abandoned house under his sunflower field.
He played with his fingers and said faintly: "Strange, why is my hand so itchy that I can't stand it?"
Later, the young people felt embarrassed and put the coins on the table every time they left.
With the addition of old men from the village like Old Man Liu, Carpenter Liu could no longer sit still.
"You are too thin. From now on, you will train with Dalang."
The culprit, Qin Yao, coughed twice to cover up his guilty conscience and said seriously:
“I think your injury is quite serious, why don't you ask Awang to call a doctor back for you?”
Some of them went straight to the door to see them, but unfortunately the Lotus Courtyard had a no-visit sign, so they could only go back disappointed.
With his eyes too hot, Liu Jiqiao embarrassedly pulled up the quilt to cover his neck, only revealing his face, "Madam, what are you looking at~"
It's a pity that he was able to get another one or two hundred coins from the mute contractors. It was all because of Awang. He managed to plow all the land and replant it. He was so tired that he could only lie in bed and watch. Qin Yao's busy figure. Qin Yao was not in a good mood. She was supposed to be Liu Ji's supervisor, but now she was her, and she was in a bad mood.
Some of them, somehow, the future students who squatted the Confucianism all walked towards the mother -in -law's mother -in -law's house. Three or five people made up a table. Regardless of their identity, they cooked hot water, roasted charcoal fire, and talked with laughter.
But the next day, these people came again, either squatting near the lotus courtyard, or asking for news at the village well, trying their luck to see if they could meet the scholar who was out for a walk.
At first, Granny Wang was just kind-hearted and prepared hot water for these young students to drink without charging any money.
Those who are from a poor family can buy seven or eight eggs from the host as a way of repaying Grandma Wang's kindness.
It was rare to catch a poisonous woman apologizing for once, so he didn't want to make it easy for her so easily.
“I don't think you can move. Can't you still speak with your mouth?”
As soon as the person left, Liu Ji screamed in pain again. Can Qin Yao still tolerate it?
The mute looked at Liu Ji, who was rolling around on the bed holding the quilt, with sweat on his head and tears in his eyes. He gestured worriedly and asked: Are you really okay?
Qin Yao smiled and nodded, and then Mute and the others left hesitantly.
These days, he found many strange carriages coming to the entrance of the village. The people who got off the carriages were all wearing silk shirts and cotton. They came to the village and asked about news about the great scholar.
It was too cold to stay outside. Grandma Wang's family took the lead in opening the courtyard door, boiling hot water and inviting the admiring scholars to come in and rest.
As time went by, people in the village became familiar with these people.
With so many people looking at her with concern, Qin Yao awkwardly kicked her legs on the bed and reminded Liu Ji to calm down, it was almost done!
Turning back to the mute and the others, he explained: "It's okay. He is ill. You can continue your work without disturbing him."
When Liu Carpenter saw it, alarm bells rang in his heart, and he finally understood what Qin Yao had said to him at that time.
Qin Yao's eyes dimmed and she stared at him for a full five seconds before she moved her eyes away with lingering interest, looked at the quilt covering him, and said with disgust:
Liu Ji saw Qin Yao walking past the window and smiled innocently, "Thank you for your hard work, madam."
However, there was no consensus on collective house building at the beginning. It was when Liu Ji was taking a literacy class that he suddenly thought that buying building materials collectively might save a lot of money.
The strained muscle was suddenly hit by an external force, and a sourness that made people uncontrollably cry penetrated into the bone marrow. The dignified seven-foot-old man burst into tears in an instant, and kept sucking in cold air.
It's a pity that the weather is getting colder day by day. The Confucian scholar has a charcoal pot burning in his house, warming wine and playing chess. I don't know how comfortable it is to go out.
Villagers like to follow the trend, and this year everyone has indeed made money by following the stationery factory. After hearing Liu Ji and his group talking to the proprietress who sells tiles in Xiahe Village about super low prices, Old Man Liu made a decision and decided to renovate the old house.
Qin Yao lifted up the quilt on his body and just stretched out her hand. Liu Ji took the initiative to move his body forward, thinking that this was too exciting, and slapped him on his puffed out chest.
The quantity was large, and the price of the materials was really low. Liu Jimei happily took 500 cash and pocketed it.
These people gave them more or less money for water. Those who were wealthy found it interesting to sit in the farmyard, and they would only give them one or two coins and pieces of silver.
Just now that the whole village was breaking ground, he was not to be outdone and joined Liu Ji's purchasing group.
Qin Yao: "I don't have to work hard, my life is hard!"
Liu Ji screamed more and more miserably. Workers such as the mute who were busy in the backyard couldn't help but run over to see if something happened.
Liu Ji was caught off guard. He screamed "Ah!" and fell on the thick quilt, holding his chest with his hands.
She had already thought of the reasons for him, "The examination room is not that easy to endure. The longer you stay, the longer it will be. You can't hold it in such a small room for three to five days with your current physique."
After speaking, the dark gaze fell on his face again, and Liu Ji's heart suddenly rose to his throat, fearing that she would slap him again and make him go down to see the King of Hell.
But her eyes only paused on him for a moment, then turned and left the room. (End of chapter)
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