MTL - The Lady’s Sickly Husband-~ 029 Linzhong, the whole family mobilized

"Listen to the little lady who talks well, and is so confident in the carvings. It must be a real skill." The horseman thought about it and said: "After seven days, it is the birth of Laotaijun. The delivery time is scheduled to be six days later. Can it be good? After six days, Baiyunju at noon, Xin Yiming is waiting for the best."

Xin Yiming! The name is good, and the person is quite decisive. It seems to be asking for opinions. In fact, it has already been decided.

This day is just right, if he does not mention it, the strange snow will set the date on this day. Seven days later is the day of investment, she wants to use money.

Talking about this sale, the nerves of a thousand snow suddenly collapsed.

It takes six days to complete a root carving. It can be said that it is impossible. However, today she will challenge this limit, and she will not sleep, but also must produce it.

Yu Pei, she wants to keep it!

The land of the dock, she also has to get the hand!

Speed ​​to buy some of the tools needed for carving, and then hired a carriage, all the way to the village.

She has to go back quickly and find the roots!

Among the luxury carriages, the white man was half lying in it, and Gao Lang waited on his side, while he was careful.

"Gongzi, can this little lady trust it? How can you agree so easily? This is five hundred and two! The masterpiece of the wooden master is only three hundred and two..."

"Gao Lang, did the little lady just say it? If you are dissatisfied, don't you, what kind of heart you are doing. If she can get into the eyes of the son, it is her privilege. If it is unsightly, we also Nothing is lost, then come back to this wooden cabinet..."

"See you!"

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On the secluded pier, there are only a few thousand end-of-the-way work, and there is naturally less work. Fang Dahe, they became the pro-basic, they all settled their work yesterday, staying at home to help them do their work and stop working. Only in a completely ignorant young man, idle and always idle before going to the dock.

Going back to Wangjiacun is the afternoon. I arrived at the Fangzizi’s house without a bit of snow. I asked the party’s lobby to call for a few labors to join her and go to the mountain to dig the roots.

After designating seven or eight tree stumps that were only a few people in the roots after being cut down, the thousands of snows were rewarded. Before tomorrow dawn, the tree roots were sent to her home and they could get two hundred yuan.

Under normal circumstances, if you want to dig out a tree root in good condition, it will not work for two or three days.

However, she believes that under the reward, there must be brave.

Several men in the village suddenly stayed, and thought that this Ning Niangzi made tofu to make two money, and he was crazy.

This stump is dug back, it is all smashed into the stove to burn, what can be used? Still two hundred words? The money is burning!

But who would be too much money? Although everyone has doubts in their hearts, no one has come out to refute them. The party lobby and the other two men opened their mouths to persuade them. Not only did they not turn back to the decision of the thousands of snow, but they also suffered a lot of white eyes from other men and closed their mouths.

Although a few people who lived were happy, because the thousands of snow said, hurt the main roots, a text is not given, time is not given.

It is obviously impossible for a person to dig out this whisker. So, they went back to the signal to call people and take tools.

Suddenly the village is boiling, and you can have two hundred yuan in one night to dig a tree root. This is a good thing. Where to find it, the few men’s families can help you, even the women and children. Used to help lick that fine root.

The Fangzizi and the embolus also went, and they gave it to the strange snow before going.

After all, who would be too much money?

This evening, Wang Jiacun’s backfire was soaring and lively.

The power of the whole family mobilization is not small. When I wake up in the morning, the roots of the eight roots are all neatly placed in the small yard of Ningjia.

Looking at these tree roots, it is a hot spot in the snow, and Ning Shaoqing is puzzled.

Yesterday, she saw that the jade, which is worth a thousand dollars, didn’t look so good. Isn’t this root of the tree worth more than that?

Looking at the roots of different shapes, and then looking at the warm light in the eyes of a thousand people, Ning Shaoqing suddenly raised a bit of interest, swept away doubts, and smiled. "Is it true that these roots are not enough, for the husband However, the knowledge is shallow, and I don’t want to listen."

Mo Qianxue stared at the roots and carefully looked at the shape of the roots of the tree. The head did not return. "These roots are of course baby, this is the shop on our pier!"

"Shop? But Jade is not enough money." Ning Shaoqing was a little surprised.

That Yupei’s market price is worth more than three thousand and two. It’s said that it’s not a problem.

Is it being cheated?

His face slowly cooled down.

Mo Qianxue turned around and saw that his look was not good. He knew that he might have misunderstood. He quickly pulled out the jade from the neck and said, "I like this jade, and I am reluctant."

Seeing the strange snow to wear this jade between the neck, Ning Shaoqing's look is somewhat complicated.

Seeing Ning Shaoqing's face is a bit dull, and a thousand snow suddenly wants to tease him. He smiled and said: "This is the first time you sent me something, how can I be willing to take it."

Ning Shaoqing’s ear roots are a bit red, and the care of the strangers has been satisfied. “Even if it’s not broken, it’s already mine. You can’t make any more ideas and want to go back.”

In the thousands of snow talks, he gently put the jade back, as if he was afraid of him to grab it. Ning Shaoqing couldn’t help but laugh a little. He even said: "It belongs to you. How you want to deal with it is your right. "In fact, it should have been given to her."

To do the tofu, now both Fang Zizi and Guihua Zizi have been completely involved. After breakfast, I sent away Ning Shaoqing. After a few days of helping me to cook, I was careful to look around the roots of the tree and carefully choose a piece of sculpture.

After measuring the shape of these roots, the hands of the thousands of snow began to groping on each root of the tree. When the roots of a tree were touched, a fragrance came from her, which made her eyes shine.

Originally, the root shape of this tree was slightly worse than that of the other, but she chose it without hesitation.

The root of this tree is the root of the camphor wood. It is an evergreen tree with a slow growth period. It is a traditional rare and precious wood that emits a special rich aroma that lasts for years.

Moreover, the camphor wood is fine and has a natural and beautiful texture. The texture is tough, not easy to break, and it is not easy to crack. This is the preferred material for the engraving process since ancient times.

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