Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 519: The Generation Collapse

The weather was gloomy and it was drizzling.

The gray-white slate reflected spots and the smell of damp earth and oil spread.

Yesterday and today, it was sunny for a day and a half, which was unprecedented. It almost made people forget that the plum rain season has not yet ended in June.

The fat catfish swallowed the frozen milk in two or three mouthfuls, then dived away.

River otters stacked wooden bowls and cleaned up the mess.

Liang Qu stood quietly watching the rain for a long time, then walked to the west wing, preparing to deal with Helian Nianci's visit to the master before dinner.

After Wen Shiyun left, Liang Qu planned to ask Fan Xinglai to call for help.

Tomorrow the King of Yue will weigh anchor and set off for the Dragon Tribe's territory. He has to finish his household chores first.

Walk through the veranda.

A tall old man with white hair and a youthful face stood under the eaves with his hands behind his back. Silver water drops washed the black tiles and formed a curtain.

"Uncle?" Liang Qu stopped in his tracks, quite surprised. Su Guishan hadn't been home for three or four days, so he was not used to seeing him. "When did uncle come back? Where have you been these two days?"

The rain water dripped into the gutter.

Wu Cangshou climbed out of the well and walked forward carrying a big watermelon.

"Where can I live? Of course I will work and rest in the government office. I have been pretending to be dead for two months. The King of Yue is here in person and there are many things waiting for my decision.

I'm coming back today to have dinner and then I have to leave. By the way, I want to ask you, when will you lead the fleet to the deep water to catch treasure fish?
In April, the fleet was mostly built, but it only went out once. In May and June, we saw the vision, welcomed the king, and other important events, but nothing happened. "

Su Guishan brushed his sleeves, took the watermelon and twisted it in half.

Slap the bottom of the melon with your palm, and the black seeds will jump out. Scrape them with a spoon, and they will bounce to the ground, leaving only the clean red melon flesh.

What a nice seedless watermelon.

Liang Qu pushed away Wu Cangshou's stretched neck, took the other half consciously, and sat down to eat with his uncle.

"It will take two days for the ship to leave. The boy has been busy for the past two days. I estimate that the next trip will be in July."

Leading the team out on the boat to the deep waters to catch precious fish, the martial artists who lead the team will receive dividends and a lot of small merits. This has been decided long ago.

That is how Qingjiang Shipyard came into being. Old carpenter Liu Quanfu and his disciples are still studying in the shipyard, preparing to make a splash.

But the dragon people’s affairs have higher priority.

Small merit, dividends will be slightly later.

"I see you are busy every day."

Liang Qu laughed: "With great ability comes great responsibility."

"Busy."

Liang Qu changed the subject: "When will Uncle come back to live here? I want someone to dry the bed so I can sleep comfortably."

"Your house is too shabby and uncomfortable to live in." Su Guishan slapped him mercilessly, "I heard that your three-story courtyard was built with the help of villagers in the past?"

"The villagers are so kind. The mud house where I used to live has been turned into a three-story courtyard. That's great."

Liang Qu did not deny that he had been to the Yang Mansion and the Weng Family and had seen some good ones there.

It was built by the villagers, who didn't have that much money.

It's big enough, but not detailed enough.

Many places are indeed rougher than those of regular large households, and there is no need to talk about the carved beams and painted buildings.

Just talking about the entire east and west wing rooms, there is no partition in the middle.

The house is about several dozen or nearly 100 square meters and is a whole room with a bunk bed and two screens as partitions.

For an ordinary family, their life is quite refined, but if Grand Master Su Guishan lived there, it would be a bit lacking.

"It just so happens that I'm busy in June and won't be back for a few days. You can find the craftsmen of Tianbo Chamber of Commerce to make some modifications. They have all the necessary skills and are very skilled."

"I've never tasted good pork, uncle, what do you think we can do to change it?"

"A wing room should have at least two doors, right? Screens are used within the room, not to separate rooms. There are three rooms: a study room in the south, a small tea room in the middle, and a meditation room in the north."

"What about the bedroom?"

"Put the bedroom on the second floor, build a slanted staircase and a small fence, so you can see the tea room when you get up and open the door. There should be potted plant racks and incense burner racks on both sides, and the entire floor should be covered with a velvet carpet made of horsehair. The ice table should be the latest model. One is not enough in the summer."

"There is no second floor in the wing..." Liang Qu was halfway through his words when he saw Su Guishan glancing at him, "Repair, repair, repair, add a balcony on the second floor so that the light is better."

The younger generation should try their best to meet the demands of the elderly.

A few hundred taels would be more than enough to complete the whole set, it would just take more time and effort.

I'm counting on the Grand Master and my superior to drop two precious plants from him.

Su Guishan stroked his beard and said, "This boy is teachable!"

"Uncle, what else do you want?"

"That's all for now. I'm not that picky. It's just that your room is terrible. If you're good enough, I'll come back every now and then to stay here."

"Okay, uncle, you are very busy and it's rare for you to have a rest. I will make the arrangements."

Liang Qu put the major renovation of the house on the agenda and went to the study to simply write down his requirements.

Su Guishan's must be built, and the old monk's must also be built, and there can be no favoritism. If the second courtyard is expanded to a second floor, the backyard must be expanded as well, otherwise the front will be higher and the back will be lower, which is unsightly.

In the future, during festivals, my little disciples might need to stay for a day or two. It would be convenient to have a few more guest rooms. I can't go to the garden and squeeze with the dragon people.

Why not do a major renovation, turn the compound into a mansion, and truly live the life of a master!

"Xinglai!"

"Hey, here we come!"

Liang Qu handed over an album and a string of copper coins.

"Run an errand for me. First, go to the city and ask Master Helian to come to my house. Tell him that the master agrees to meet. Then go to the Tianbo Chamber of Commerce to find the manager and tell him that I want to build a house. Give him this booklet and get a charter first."

Dragon Girl, after Chen Xiu came, Fan Xing was no longer needed to do housework, so he just focused on raising horses and running errands.

"Got it."

Fan Xinglai put on a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat and went out in the rain.

Half an hour later.

Helian Nianci and Guan Congjian hurried over.

Guan Congjian still looked depressed.

Winning or losing doesn't matter.

Losing is losing, winning is winning.

Knowing the superiority and inferiority, and having no resentment in your heart, you will be happy.

Unexpectedly, after a fight, my generational status might be lowered, and I would have to call him uncle instead, which made me feel a little uncomfortable...

"Liang Shui Envoy."

Helian Nianci clasped his fists in greeting.

Since the other party's seniority is not clear at the moment, I have to address him by his official title first.

"Come with me."

The master and the disciple followed and headed towards the west wing.

open the door.

All the river otters in the room turned their heads.

Scarface stood up and gave up the cushion.

"Master, we agreed yesterday that I will be a lay disciple of the Hanging Temple."

When Helian Nianci saw the old monk's appearance, he didn't think Liang Qu would deceive him, so he held Guan Congjian's head and knelt on the cushion to kowtow.

"Helian Nianci, a lay disciple of the Hanging Temple, and his disciple Guan Congjian come to pay their respects to the master."

"Ah."

The old monk nodded and said nothing else.

silence.

Forget it.

Have you met me?

Seeing that the master had been motionless for a long time, Helian Nianci stood up slightly.

Talk about it.

When I first entered the door, I didn’t recognize which great master he was in the mountain gate.

Take a few more glances out of the corner of your eye.

Russia.

Liang Qu saw the extremely rich and varied expressions on Helian Nianci's face.

First there was hesitation, then shock, and finally a long silence.

"Sir, the Chamber of Commerce manager is here." Fan Xinglai's voice came from outside the door.

Liang Qu scratched his head: "You guys chat first, I have something else to do."

evening.

The wooden wheel rolled over the stone slabs, squeezing out foam.

Smoke rose high from every household, disappearing into the lead-gray sky.

The manager took the improved regulations and left in a car.

The entire Liang family was left sitting around the table, clinking their bowls and chopsticks.

"Master, your food is so delicious!"

Guan Congjian ate his meal with big mouthfuls, totally failing to understand what politeness meant.

(End of this chapter)