farm wife

Chapter 593

The soaked bamboo will also be very forbidden.

Zhou Wei thought this proposal was good, but he still wanted the holy sandalwood.

As Dayan said, holy sandalwood is more expensive than cold iron.

The holy sandalwood products of the Daxiang Dynasty are outrageously expensive, and if he sells them, he will definitely make a lot of money.

If it is made into all kinds of furniture, it will sell for more money.

These days, there is no shortage of people with stupid money.

Just using cold iron will cause him a lot of pain. If it is used as a floor exerciser, he may not even dare to put his feet down.

Worse, it hurts to death.

Bamboo is good.

After discussing it, the three of them started busy cutting the thick tree.

Big Smoke only had this one, and nothing was left to Zhou Wei.

I dare not leave it.

Sometimes Wu Shun is very stingy, if Wu Shun finds out, maybe he will kill Zhou Wei.

The current Wu Shun said that he went to retreat.

I don't know where to retreat, obviously guarding against her and not letting her know where.

This holy sandalwood was unexpectedly hard and not so easy to cut. Big Smoke had known this for a long time, and there were not many surprises.

Surprisingly, the two of Zhou Wei looked constipated.

It is too difficult for them to cut such a hard thing well and evenly.

It won't work if you don't use internal energy, and you will lose money if you use internal energy.

The big smoke didn't intend to consume them, so it was a bit embarrassing, so they had to discuss it again.

What Yiyun Er means is that it is better to transport it back to Yuwei Village and then cut it on the other side.

But how to luck, we must consider.

The final result of the discussion was that people from the City Lord's Mansion would cut off the branches of the tree, push the trunk into the water, and rely on the buoyancy of the water to bring the holy sandalwood back to Fishtail Village.

With so many tribesmen, I am not afraid that I may not be able to handle a few trees.

The only trouble is the section of the waterfall, I am afraid it will not be easy to pass.

The holy sandalwood is too heavy, and the safety rope laid down is not enough to support the holy sandalwood to walk. If there is a slight deviation, it will be driven into the bottom of the water.

I don't know if Baye can do it, so Da Yan intends to let Baye try it.

Try the small one first, and then try the big one if there is no problem.

After discussing it, Dayan planned to leave. Anyway, there were so many people in the city lord's mansion, so they couldn't even deal with wood.

I don't know what Master Jiao bought, but she wants to see it.

When passing by the huge log, Dayan looked up.

It seems to be exactly one foot high, which is not small.

Curious in my heart, I pushed with all my strength.

The wood was too heavy to even shake.

Big smoke (⊙o⊙)...

Pushed it, which was about the same height as hers, but barely swayed.

"Tell me, if this is dried, how much lighter will it be?" Dayan's heart trembled, the big one probably couldn't even be pulled by Ba Ye.

Fortunately, it is downstream, otherwise it will be finished.

Zhou Wei and the two were stunned for a moment, then shook their heads: "Other woods may become lighter after drying, but sandalwood is not much lighter."

Too hard and too strong, not much moisture at all.

"You guys get busy, I'll go shopping." Da Yan was very disappointed, waved his paw at them, and continued to look for people.

What a busy fart!

The two of Zhou Wei also left. The people in the city lord's mansion will do these jobs. It will be very painful to raise such a large group of people if they don't make good use of them.

Guessing that Lord Jiao would be in the cloth workshop, Da Yan ran directly to the largest cloth workshop, and sure enough, he found Master Jiao inside.

Just something happened.

You don't need to guess to know that it must be a matter of shame.

Da Yan knew Master Jiao too well, every time he went out, his face didn't cause any trouble, as if he was sorry for his face.

Otherwise, she wouldn't let anyone follow her.

Da Yan didn't go in directly, leaned against the door, and watched the play without saying a word.

It was nothing more than Master Jiao buying red cloth, and beautiful girls also came to buy cloth. After seeing Master Jiao, his heart was moved, and he felt that he had met the fate of a lifetime.

What's funny is that the beautiful girl threw a handkerchief at Mr. Jiao, and Mr. Jiao acted as if he didn't see it. He let the handkerchief fall to the ground and stepped on it as if nothing had happened.

A pretty girl who doesn't give up, simply strikes up a conversation with this.

Master Jiao ignored it, turned around and went to the other side.

This beautiful girl is not only good-looking, but also a rich lady, probably one of the best in Daqingcheng, so she tried to fall on Master Jiao.

Master Jiao had nowhere to hide, so he pushed the person away.

The strength was not small, and the person was directly pushed to the ground.Master Jiao still looked disgusted, saying that his hands were dirty.

The pretty girl's face turned black with shame and anger.

Puchi!

Da Yan couldn't help being happy, so incomprehensible and hated, probably there is no one else except her Jiao Ye.

Hearing the sound, Master Jiao suddenly turned his head.

Instant black face.

"Bad daughter-in-law!" The kind who is so helpless that she doesn't come up to help when she sees her man being entangled.

Da Yan walked over: "Have you chosen yet?"

Master Jiao snorted dissatisfiedly: "No."

"Then let's choose together." Her Jiao Ye is a good-looking person, and she should have a little temper, and she is happy to be used to it.

When the pretty girl saw it, she ran over and asked with resentment, "Who are you?"

Damian smiled and said, "I'm his wife. If it's more common, it's called daughter-in-law. If it's rude, it's mother-in-law."

The pretty girl's complexion changed, and she opened her mouth to say something, but the woman next to her covered her mouth and pulled her aside.

What happened just now is embarrassing enough.

If this young master doesn't have a wife, he has a family, how can his young lady be allowed to go on like this.

After all, he was a respectable family, and he couldn't afford to lose his face.

Da Yan took a look at them, it seemed quite reasonable, maybe she was a young lady from a big family in this city.

But I didn't pay much attention to it. This kind of thing will happen again in the future. There is no need to worry too much about it, and there is no need to worry about it.

Don't bother with irrelevant people.

On the contrary, Yun said in a low voice: "That's Miss Luo. This Luo family is a wealthy family in Daqing City. It can be said that it is the richest family in Daqing City. However, there are many families in this family, including many young masters and young ladies."

Big Smoke snorted, it had nothing to do with her.

No matter how rich she is, she can't compare to her husband's family. If you give her a key to the treasure house, there will be tens of millions of taels of gold in it.

"Their family has a lot of money, so it's easy to make money." Yun Yi reminded that the city lord of his family made a lot of money from the Luo family.

Damian said again: "Then let your city lord earn more money, and I will make money from your city lord when it's over."

Yun Yi: "..."

Well, when he said nothing.

Originally, he wanted to dig a hole for the Luo family, but he didn't want to trap his master. If the master knew about it, he would have to skin him.

That lady from the Luo family who was unknown was taken away by the servants, and the cloth workshop quickly became quiet.

Master Jiao's mood also improved a lot.

Not long after, the two picked out the cloth. According to Master Jiao, they wanted to do it by themselves, and they didn't plan to make it up to others.

Big smoke is not interesting, but it means that she doesn't know how to take needles.

The needle is also a weapon for her, holding the needle in her hand is like holding a weapon, and it is really difficult for her to exert force on the cloth.

(End of this chapter)