My daughter is amazing

Chapter 118 116. A New Village

Looking at the unfamiliar village in front of him, Luo Er froze for a moment, forgetting to put down the little donkey.

The dirt road that was originally stepped on has been paved with gravel, and an extra bluestone step has been built beside it.

The houses in the village have also changed from gray wooden houses to small brick buildings, with uniform white walls and red roofs, brand new and beautiful, like small villas.

Originally, the open space in the middle of the village, which was barely considered a square, was filled with a small pool, with a few small saplings inserted on the side, and the surrounding road was paved with colorful pebbles, which looked quite beautiful.

As for Luo Er's own village chief's house, another floor was built on the original foundation, with a small garden and a stone promenade at the back, with a deck chair in the middle.

Generally speaking, the village has become more beautiful, without destroying the unique charm of the tranquility and peace of the small mountain village, but also adding a kind of simple elegance, which really has the beauty of a paradise.

I haven't come back for more than 2 months, and I haven't finished a season. The village has become like this?

Rolle was shocked.

Just at this time, a neighbor who was busy in the field noticed him and hurriedly greeted him:

"Village Chief! You are back!"

"Huh? This donkey...why is it riding you? Does the village chief have any special hobbies?"

Roll pursed his lips, put the little donkey down, patted its head, and said:

"Are you hungry? Come, let me treat you to a buffet."

After finishing speaking, he drove the little donkey into the neighbor's field, and said generously:

"Don't be polite to me, let go and eat."

The neighbor couldn't help but regret for his talkativeness...

Looking at the new look of the village, Luo Er's inner anxiety seemed to be diluted a bit, he slowed down and walked in slowly.

Immediately, more villagers discovered his return and hurriedly yelled:

"The village chief is back! The village chief is finally back!"

"Village chief! Let's see how our new village looks like? Isn't it beautiful?"

"Village Chief, everyone will have a good time without you!"

There are also a few self-conscious and sensible neighbors who took out various fruits and vegetables from their homes and greeted them.

But Luo Er declined their kindness, greeted a few casually, and then said that he would go to the strange villager first.

After the renovation of the whole village, the area was much larger than before, and the old wooden houses had basically changed locations, but the general direction remained the same. Luo Er quickly found strange villagers under the leadership of an enthusiastic neighbor. new home.

It is still in the most remote corner of the village, but it is two circles bigger, and there are two more buildings on the left and right that look like a blacksmith's shop and a mason's shop.

This……

Luo Er temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, and planned to solve the more important problems first.

So he knocked on the door politely, and broke into the strange villager's house.

This guy was standing in front of a rather professional-looking workbench, holding a dropper in his hand, dripping some unknown purple liquid onto a piece of metal.

Regarding Luo Er's sudden intrusion, he didn't even turn his head, still focused on his own affairs, and didn't even shake his hands, allowing the purple liquid to slowly spread along the fine lines on the metal sheet.

The entire piece of metal was soon dyed a wicked purple, and the material seemed to have changed, becoming a bit like translucent frosted glass.

But the strange villager shook his head slightly, then swept the discolored and deformed metal piece into the trash can next to him, then turned his head and looked at Luo Er, with that devilish smirk still on his face.

"Well... I'm back, a lot of things happened outside before, but I don't think you're interested in listening..."

When Luo Er was about to pick the key points directly, the other party magically said:

"Tell me……"

His voice is very low and magnetic, with a special smoky voice, which is very suitable for being a narrator in the theater, just without showing that smirk.

Luo Er was also taken aback, and said quickly:

"Aren't you dumb?"

"Talk about the point..."

Narrator... oh no, urged the strange villager.

"All right……"

Roll shrugged.

"Probably... I went outside and saw my daughter beat some monsters and persuaded some people."

"The point is, I have a problem with my left hand. It miraculously had the function of a space storage bag before, but then I don't know what happened, and I swallowed all the metal products inside!"

"Also, my sword is broken, and I need a new one..."

It was strange that the villager didn't speak any more, and walked over, skillfully removed the prosthesis, and then looked at the fishbone-like mark on the back of his hand.

He observed the mark very carefully, and stretched out his hand to touch it cautiously. After deliberating for a while, he said:

"Open."

Luo Er nodded, stretched out his right hand and touched the mark on the back of his hand.

The storage space was opened, and the tent blankets, carrots and everything inside fell out.

Strangely, the villagers dug out the old prosthetics that Rolle had used before from a box in the corner, helped him connect them, and then returned to the workbench to study the changes in the prosthetics, treating Rolle as air.

Luo Er shook his head helplessly, bent down to pick up the things that fell on the ground, and wrapped the pair of black silk stockings in the blanket specially for fear of being discovered, then left here and returned to his home.

Just at this time, the fat man came back with a carriage, and when he saw Luo Er, he came over and gave him a warm hug, and said happily:

"You're back! How's it going outside?"

"It's not bad, the outside world is very exciting."

Rolle smiled, and then asked:

"However, what happened in the village? It turned out like this?"

The fat man was a little surprised and asked back:

"Huh? Isn't that what you mean?"

Roll: "?"

Fatty: "Didn't you send two telegrams to the village?"

"That's right, the meaning of my first letter is to ask how the situation in the village is; the meaning of the second letter is to ask if the tax officer is here to make trouble?"

Rolle explained his original purpose of sending the telegram, and then said:

"Telegrams are paid by the word. I thought that after getting along for so many years, we all know each other well. Even simple words can convey the meaning?"

"Could you... be mistaken?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The fat man coughed a few times quickly, turned his head away slightly, tried to ease the embarrassment on his face, and then said:

"Well, of course we didn't misunderstand, of course we understand what you want to say..."

"Then why did the village suddenly become like this? Where did you get the money to buy these materials?"

"It can't be that your wine is selling so much, right?"

Luo Er asked again, and took out a bottle of fruit wine from the trailer of the fat man's carriage, unscrewed the cap, and took a few sips.

Fatty is the only one in the village who knows how to make wine, and his craftsmanship is not bad. The fruit wine he brews is slightly sour and sweet, with a fresh and refreshing taste, and the alcohol content is very low. It is said to be wine, but it is actually more like a drink.

Rolle liked this a lot.

Ke Li also likes it very much. She was greedy for it when she was a child. If she can work hard to practice swords, Luo Er can reward her with a small bottle to satisfy her hunger.

After that, the two also tried to sell the wine to the town down the mountain, but the sales were very mediocre. They often came back with half of a cart left, which was basically cheaper than the villagers.

Everyone is used to this.

"This matter has to start with a foundation called 'Lukana'. Have you heard of them outside?"

The fat man opened a bottle of fruit wine himself, and asked while drinking.

Roll nodded.

He had seen this foundation in the newspaper. It was one of the oldest charitable funds in the empire. It had a history of hundreds of years and was committed to various charitable relief activities.

However, Kodo province, the poorest and most backward province in the empire, often does not receive their help. On the contrary, rich places such as the imperial capital and Newlyn, from time to time, poor families will receive relief and it will be published in the newspapers.

But in Fatty's description, the foundation seems to have suddenly discovered the impoverished and backward Kodo Province, and specially allocated tens of millions of Easter, including 15 to the small mountain village.

"Then we used the money to buy some materials and build a blacksmith's shop. We all worked together to make the village look like it is today!"

The fat man continued to explain.

"Is that so? That's good, but if I were here, I would definitely use the money to pave the way out first."

Luo Er didn't doubt it, but felt that it was a waste of money to repair the village.

If it is used to build roads, the future development of the village will definitely become better.

Sigh... These villagers, after all, don't have any long-term vision. Without their own leaders, they only care about the small profits in front of them. Sure enough, they can't be too relieved of them!

But having said that, this can be regarded as my dereliction of duty as the village head, I have been away for so long and haven't come back...

Luo Er blamed himself a little, and chatted casually with the fat man about the outside world, and then went back to his home to take a shower.

As soon as he closed the door, many voices suddenly came from Fatty's mind:

"How is it? He didn't suspect it? Has the circle passed?"

The fat man didn't open his mouth, and directly used a very magical method to convey the thoughts in his head:

"No, he has always trusted me."

"Huh... so dangerous, I almost thought I was going to be exposed..."

"Have the arrangements been made at the Foundation? There won't be any loopholes, right?"

"No problem, I handled it perfectly, flawlessly..."

The fat man answered confidently.

"But it's still not appropriate. As long as you are human, you will leave flaws. How about I solve these flaws?"

"Absolutely not!"

The fat man said very forcefully.

"These people are old with me, and they can't hurt people's lives for such a trivial matter..."

"Besides, if you didn't mess around, we wouldn't have come to this point!"

(End of this chapter)