After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 329 Chapter 329
Seeing this, Zhao Yuanle couldn't help asking.

"Who did you take it for?"

Wu Lin: "For men."

Zhao Yuanle: "Replenish them from other sources?"

Wu Lin snorted coldly.

"They're ugly, it's better not to use them."

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

Wu Lin didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, so he took the things and went back to the house.

He needs to put away his tools first.

Zhao Yuanle put these oiled paper packets on the table, and then took out one of them for himself.

Looking at the package of standard oil paper, Zhao Yuanle was a little reluctant to open it.

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Yuanle gave up unpacking and put this piece back.

She has to wait until the previous soap is used up before dismantling the new one, which is more ceremonial.

After the lunch break, everyone had a good rest. They should work and study.

After Zhao Yuanle taught Yao'er today's lesson, he went straight to the well that was being dug.

At this time, Zhao Sancheng was below.

Now that the depth of digging is not much, Zhao Sancheng didn't tie a rope around his waist, just lowered his head and dug in the pit, and then poured out buckets of soil.

When Zhao Sancheng was resting, Zhao Yuankang went in again.

He didn't take care of it for a while, and then he came out tired.

When Zhao Yuankang came out, Zhao Ercheng was next.

After Zhao Ercheng went in, the speed of sending the soil out really accelerated a lot.

When he was also tired of digging, Zhao Yuanle next to him helped Zhao Ercheng climb out with a rope.

Now, wait until Zhao Yuan is happy.

Picking up a shovel, Zhao Yuanle went down with a rope tied around his waist.

The diameter of the well is less than one meter, which is more than enough to accommodate her, but the light is not very good because it is inside, but this is not a problem for her.

Therefore, Zhao Yuanle was digging the soil quite fast.

Soon a bucket of soil came up, and as soon as the bucket went down, it came up again when it was full.

Zhao Yuankang was tired of picking up the buckets filled with soil beside him.

Zhao Ercheng and Zhao Sancheng stood aside and waited for a long time, but they didn't wait until Zhao Yuanle said that he was tired and wanted to come out.

Zhao Yuanle was indeed not tired.

She even hummed a little tune in the pit.

Zhao Yuankang couldn't help shouting to Zhao Yuanle inside.

"Slow down? I'm going to die of exhaustion."

When Zhao Yuanle heard this, not only did he not slow down, but he even accelerated his speed.

Zhao Ercheng watched from above, and said earnestly: "If we continue to work at this speed tonight, the well can be dug out."

Zhao Sancheng was also very emotional.

"She is also in good spirits, and she doesn't feel tired after doing it all the time."

Ever since, the three of them took turns picking up and putting down buckets on top, trying not to slow down Zhao Yuanle's speed as much as possible.

Zhao Yuanle was below, and when he shoveled down, it was full of sandy soil, and then he had to lift up a bigger piece of soil to fill a bucket a few times, and then go up this bucket and replace it with another bucket.

She could also feel that as she got lower and lower, the light above her head became narrower and narrower.

When she lowered her head, she saw that her feet were different. The environment was too dark, so her eyes changed to the state at night.

The temperature underground is constant. Zhao Yuanle felt that the temperature was just right, quite cool, just to neutralize the heat of his exercise.

At night, it was already invisible outside, so Zhao Yuanle finally stopped.

It's not that I'm tired, but I just want to go to the latrine.

Zhao Ercheng slowly brought Zhao Yuanle out.

The moment Zhao Yuanle emerged, he took a deep breath of fresh air, stretched his arms, and stretched his body.

Zhao Ercheng smiled: "Let's be bored down here."

Zhao Yuanle: "It's okay."

She untied the rope and went straight to the latrine.

The hut was next to the pigsty, and after Zhao Yuanle entered, he could hear his pigs grunting there, as if they were all pushing towards the door here.

However, the buzzing of the mosquito was louder than the snorting of a pig, and it was so close to her ear that even a fan couldn't move it.

Zhao Yuanle had to solve the internal emergency as quickly as possible, and then went out to wash his hands.

While washing her hands, she muttered a sentence.

"Everything has animism, except mosquitoes."

In the kitchen, He Ju is almost ready for dinner.

She washed a piece of sausage tonight, and she was going to give it to the people who had done physical work.

After putting the sausage slices on the plate, she yelled over there.

"time to eat!"

Zhao Yuanle happened to go over to scoop up the rice and serve the dishes.

The family eats together at the table, and Wu Lin eats by himself.

Zhao Yuanle noticed that He Ju started eating sweet potatoes by herself again.

She always adds sweet potatoes to the rice when cooking, and then eats it by herself without eating.

He Ju noticed Zhao Yuanle's eyes, smiled and took another bite.

"I like this, sweet, soft and fragrant."

Zhao Yuanlan: "Eat all the shit."

He Ju: "..."

Zhao Sancheng: "Xiaolan, don't talk about this while eating."

Zhao Yuanle finished his meal with a few mouthfuls, and then squatted next to Zhao Yuankang.

Zhao Yuankang: "..."

His hands holding the bowls and chopsticks were unnatural, and he didn't understand what Zhao Yuanle was thinking.

Zhao Yuanle: "Hurry up and eat."

Zhao Yuankang: "Then don't stare at me like this, I'm a little flustered."

"Cut..." Zhao Yuanle sat a little farther away, and continued to urge Zhao Yuankang: "Eat quickly, dig before you finish eating, I'll go down and dig, you change the barrel for me, I'm going to finish digging tonight."

Zhao Ercheng: "It's dark below, you can't even see it."

Zhao Yuanle: "I rely on feeling."

Zhao Ercheng changed his expression on purpose, and lowered his voice: "Be careful to dig a snake."

Wu Lin on the side suddenly raised his head: "Snakes don't make such deep holes."

Zhao Ercheng: "I'm scaring her."

Wu Lin: "Oh, I thought you were really stupid."

Zhao Ercheng: "..."

In the end, Zhao Yuanle dug until late at night, and finally finished the well as he wished.

And the sand outside has been piled up like a hill.

He Ju reserved hot water for Zhao Yuanle in the kitchen, so after doing all this, Zhao Yuanle could take a bath happily and lie comfortably on the bed to sleep.

After this sleep, she slept until the sun rose the next day.

Zhao Yuanle rubbed his eyes and looked around, and found that even Zhao Yuanlan was up.

She just got up and saw breakfast in the pot for herself.

Zhao Yuanlan took her breakfast and went outside. While eating, she watched Zhao Ercheng and others doing post-production work on the well.

Not far away, Wu Lin was setting up a stove and bringing his own bottles and jars to make soap.

Zhao Yuanlan and Yao'er squatted there watching, Zhao Yuankang was a little calmer, he was standing watching.

Here, after breakfast, Zhao Yuanle ran to the well he dug.

Compared with making soap, she still thinks that the well she participated in digging is more interesting.

Zhao Ercheng is repairing the wellhead with a hammer and chisel.

He is discussing with Zhao Sancheng the blue bricks and mortar needed for the wellhead, and where to find a suitable stone slab for the well cover.

(End of this chapter)