Reborn Peasant Girl: I Rely on Carpentry as Minister of Industry

After Jiang Changan moved the kiln of Lao Jiang's house a little bit, when he returned to the study, the conversation in the room had stopped, and the people had already dispersed, and then he heard all kinds of strange things coming from the rooms. and ambiguous sounds.

Surprisingly, Patriarch Jiang's room was quiet, because he and the patriarch's wife slept separately, probably because they disliked each other.

This is just convenient for Jiang Changan to do it, "You faint him first." The distance is a bit far, and Li Shushen still has to rely on this.

Li Shushen nodded, "Simple." After saying that, he broke a small tile and bounced it towards Patriarch Jiang's body, and saw Patriarch Jiang, who was sleeping on his body, lay flat in an instant, lifeless as if dead.

Jiang Changan didn't care whether the old man was fainted or dead, he jumped off the roof with Li Shushen, opened the door grandly, and walked into Patriarch Jiang's room.

During this period, she didn't make a single sound, and even the sound of opening and closing the door was subtly eliminated by her.

The two sat down on the chairs in the room carelessly, and then Jiang Changan took out a few pages of blank paper torn from the Jiang family's study from the space, and spread them on the table.

Of course, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are also ready, "Let's write according to the old man's handwriting."

How Patriarch Jiang lied to Boss Jiang, Jiang Changan will do the same now.

"What to write?" Li Shushen asked casually while studying the handwriting of Patriarch Jiang.

"First of all, list the old man's evil deeds over the years, then the confession, and then, return all the other people's property that he has robbed over the years, and then give the Jiang family's original property to the village as a contribution.

In the end, I wrote that living is a waste of air, and I have the idea of ​​dying at will." Jiang Changan said a lot.

Li Shu smiled deeply, and replied softly, "Yes." This is a good way of revenge. Let your tricks be exhausted, but in the end it will be nothing to fetch water from a bamboo basket. The patriarch of the Jiang family does not know whether he can accept this result.

"You write in plain language, how much culture does the old guy have? We have to be the most realistic and make the old man die of shame.

Prepare three copies, one for the clan, one for Lizheng, and one for the Yamen for filing. "

The kind that let them die and never get it back, and then wait for tomorrow to be injured and spend all the savings at home, heh!Is this situation the same as Xiao Jiang's family?

very good!
"Okay." Li Shushen responded, and then began to write, and he used his left hand.

Great man!

Jiang Changan didn't bother to look, he scanned the house and found the title deed under the closet.

She moved the wardrobe away, lifted another brick, and found a small carved red-painted wooden box, the kind with a lock.

Jiang Changan didn't need a key, he could open the lock with a single pick with the system tool, and the box was full of valuable things, including land deeds and bank notes.

Jiang Chang'an doesn't need bank notes, and the land deeds only take land. There is a list on the document, and some dry land and wasteland don't need it.

The so-called list is the list of clan chief Jiang who robbed other people's land back then. There are as many as seven or eight families, and of course Hong Lizheng told them this list.

Hong Lizheng was just complaining to Jiang Changan and the old man, Patriarch Jiang, for his crimes.
Hong Lizheng never expected Jiang Changan to ask about the purpose of the list.

After taking the title deed, Jiang Changan put the things back in their original places, and waited for Li Shushen for a while before finally finishing writing.

"Thank you!" It was really hard work. Jiang Changan sympathized with Li Shushen. The patriarch Jiang's old man's handwriting is too poor and difficult to write. In addition, he has done too many bad things and the content is too long. It is difficult for Li Shushen to write so well. , is simply genius.

"I also find it hard. You must remember my kindness." Li Shushen handed the three pieces of paper to Jiang Changan.

"Thank you very much, come on, press your fingerprint again, tell me, which part of him will bleed when I cut him?"

How to press red handprint without blood?It's the black-red-black-red kind.

"Just cut off the head?" Li Shushen has seen killing chickens and pigs before, just cutting his throat.

"You are too violent, isn't this bad? It will affect your mood."

"You're right, then prick your finger." After Li Shu finished speaking, he pulled out the tip of the knife as if cutting into Patriarch Jiang's hand.

"Hey wait a minute, I heard that ten fingers connect to a heart, will he wake up if you stick it straight like this?" When he woke up and saw the two children committing crimes in the middle of the night, he must have been frightened to death, right?

"Wake up as soon as you wake up, are you afraid he won't succeed?" Waking up is of course impossible. The sleeping point he ordered is no different from death. Li Shushen is quite confident.

When the knife was stabbed on the index finger, Patriarch Jiang's finger immediately bled.

Li Shushen took his hand again and pressed it on the document, three!
"Okay, the task is completed, we call it a day."

"Call work, good night."

Just waiting for tomorrow's show.

In the early morning of the next day, the members of Old Jiang's family got up before dawn, and after breakfast they began to get busy with making pottery.

Of course, one of the people in the room was excluded.

Lao Jiang has a large family, and they did several rounds of making embryos. At the beginning, everyone was making embryos, and they didn't finish until it was almost noon.

Although the appearance is not impressive, the color of the fired pottery is good enough, and there are a lot of them, there are hundreds of pottery.

Satisfied, the family carefully moved the pottery embryos into the kiln layer by layer.

And this kiln is five times the size of Xiao Jiang's house!

After loading the goods, the stove started to blaze up. Except for the women and children who were going back to cook, Patriarch Jiang didn't participate in the production at all.

The other men waited anxiously around the kiln, as if they were guarding a treasure mountain.

However, no one expected that when the fire was burning the most, the airtight kiln suddenly exploded with a loud bang, and five or six people around were blown out!
"What happened?"

"Did the ground shake?" Not only Lao Jiang's house, but even the neighbors around were shocked. Cows, chickens and ducks all started to commotion uneasily.

Everyone ran out of the house one after another to check the situation. After hearing the movement, it seemed to be from Lao Jiang's house, so they all ran towards this side.

Patriarch Jiang heard the movement, and immediately ran to the place where the kiln had an accident, and saw the mess all over the place, the kiln was blown to pieces, and the pottery inside was almost turned into powder.

Around them, several sons and grandchildren were blown to the ground, some were burned, some were unconscious and did not know whether they were alive or dead. The nearby houses were also affected by the flames and were burning.

how so?Patriarch Jiang was stunned and couldn't move for a while. After all, the situation was too different from what he imagined.

"Hurry up, put out the fire!" Seeing the critical situation, the Jiang family in the other room went to put out the fire with buckets, and there was chaos now.

As the saying goes, one hundred thousand things are urgent, and the fire is of course the most urgent. If one fails, everything can be burned down.

It was noon, and all the workers went home for dinner. When they heard the commotion, everyone came from all directions, and immediately joined the fire fighting. Otherwise, if the fire spread, more people would suffer.

There are so many people and so much strength, it didn't take long for the Jiang family's fire to be extinguished, and then everyone took a closer look.

Oh ho!Lao Jiang's house is making pottery, right?Because there are still fragments of pottery left at the scene, although the color is not blue-gray, it is undoubtedly pottery.

"This is because the teacher didn't steal it, but he hurt himself instead."

The wailing men in Old Jiang's house were either seriously injured or slightly injured.

The villagers don't know whether it's better to sympathize with them or gloat over their misfortune.

Someone invited Shen Langzhong.

At this moment, Hong Li was leading another group in, including Jiang Lao Er and the others.

"Patriarch Jiang, why did you blow up the house? Did you go back on your idea of ​​returning the land and donating it? Protest in this way?"

Hong Lizheng looked serious, and he was quite happy in his heart. It wasn't that he didn't have sympathy, but sympathizing with the bad guys seemed superfluous.

"What return the property?" Patriarch Jiang was in a daze.

"Of course it's this one!" Hong Lizheng raised the land deeds in his hand. There were dozens of acres of land.