The son-in-law of a prosperous family

The two soon arrived at the door of Li Laoguai's house. It was a small courtyard. The entrance to the courtyard had not been well maintained and there were a lot of weeds growing around it.

The door was slightly ajar, and Fang Huai knocked on it.

"Is Master Li home?"

There was no response from inside, so Fang Huai called out again, "Excuse me, is this Master Li's home?"

"Who?!"

There was a roar from inside, and then a white-faced, beardless man holding a wine bottle came to open the door. His steps were staggering, as if he was going to fall down at the next second.

"Scream, scream, scream, what are you screaming for? Are you screaming for the soul?"

Fang Huai: ...

No wonder this old man's business is so bad, it's directly proportional to his bad temper.

Zhao Yunchuan was not satisfied with Li Laoguai's attitude, nor did he want Fang Huai to be wronged, so he spoke before him and said, "Master Li, I want you to help me make something."

"Big or small?"

“Two big ones!”

"Oh, then come in!"

After entering, I found that it was full of wood, including semi-finished products and finished products, some finished tables, chairs and benches, and some small wooden toys.

Zhao Yunchuan picked up a Kongming lock at random, and found that the workmanship was indeed very good.

"Hey, don't touch my stuff! Can you untie it? If not, don't touch it!"

Old Monster Li was like he had eaten dynamite, he kept firing. People who didn't know would think Zhao Yunchuan had blown up his toilet?!

Fang Huai was a little unhappy: "Master Li, we came here to do business with you. Did we offend you?"

"I am like this. If you can bear it, bear it. If you can't, go find someone else. Who begged you to do business with me?"

Fang Huai wanted to step forward and argue a few words, but Zhao Yunchuan grabbed his hand and shook his head.

I'm so angry. I'm really so angry!

Fang Huai was so angry that he felt like a puffer fish. He really wanted to put this stinky old man in a sack and beat him up.

But the other party was not wrong. This business was something they found themselves. If they wanted to do it, they could do it. If not, they could find someone else.

Zhao Yunchuan didn't want to argue with Li Laoguai, so he took out two design drawings and said, "I want to make these two things, can you do it?"

"There is nothing in this world that I can't do..."

Old Monster Li was stunned. He put down the bottle and took the two drawings handed over by Zhao Yunchuan: "Did you draw this?"

Zhao Yunchuan nodded: "Have you seen it?"

"I haven't seen it, but I can tell it's something." Old Monster Li looked more serious: "This should be something like a carriage, right?"

"It's also a car, but it doesn't need a horse."

"interesting!"

He had long given up on making tables, chairs, and benches, and finally, something interesting came along.

"I can only draw a rough outline. You have to figure out the specific parts yourself. I have also marked the places where iron is needed. You can find someone to order it yourself. Can you make it?"

Li Laoguai waved his hand and said, "I'll take this deal. Give me five taels of silver first."

Fang Huai stared: "Five taels?"

"Do you think five taels of silver is a lot? These are two large items. Not to mention how much wood I need, I also have to find someone to order the other things. This is just the initial material cost, not including my wages."

Zhao Yunchuan thought for a moment. An ordinary horse-drawn carriage would cost several taels of silver, and five taels of silver was indeed not a lot.

Nodding, Fang Huai took out some silver from his purse.

"Master Li, please hurry up!"

"I'll try my best. Please leave a place for me to stay. If you don't have enough money, I can find you."

Fang Huai: "Five taels of silver is not enough?"

"Do you think five taels of silver is a lot?" Li Laoguai didn't want to argue with him: "Hurry up and leave your address."

"Come to Yuelou, Zhao Yunchuan."

Li Laoguai narrowed his eyes. Can he have a meal when he wants money? He had heard that a great chef had come to Laiyue Tower. It would be great if he could go and have a drink.

It was a bit hot that day, so the two of them prepared to go back after leaving Li Laoguai.

"Brother Huai, please make me a hat, a sun hat."

"What kind of hat is that?"

"I'll draw it for you when I get back."

Zhao Yunchuan doesn't like sunbathing, especially this kind of scorching sun. He will get two degrees darker after sunbathing for a while.

"Okay, I'll do it for you then."

"Thank you, Brother Huai."

As soon as they got home, someone came to the door. It was an unfamiliar man. The man was wearing a bamboo hat and his face was mostly covered by a sweat towel. His exposed eyes had a hint of murderous intent.

"Who is it?"

Bai Guihua came to open the door. Oh, it was a stranger, but he didn't look like a beggar.

"Who are you looking for?"

The man's voice was very hoarse: "I came to seek refuge with my relatives, but I took the wrong road. Can I ask for some water to drink?"

Bai Guihua was not on guard. Firstly, everyone in the family was at home, and secondly, drinking water was just a matter of convenience. She nodded and said, "Wait!"

Just then, Zhao Yunchuan also came out of the house.

"Mom, who is it?"

"No one, just a passerby asking for water."

"Let me do it!"

As he said this, he went into the house and poured a bowl of water. He was still not used to drinking raw water, so the water at home was boiled and then cooled, and a full bowl was brought to the door.

I thought to myself, “Fuck it.”

This outfit looks so familiar!

Is it the Ranger I saw on TV before? It seems not.

Oh, he remembered, it was the wanted portrait he saw at the headman's house today.

It turns out he is a wanted criminal.

Both of them were looking at each other calmly. Tu San didn't expect to see such an outstanding man here. Like the bright wind and clear moon, the farmhouse became much brighter as soon as he appeared.

Unfortunately, he has no red mole and is a real man.

They both looked away at the same time.

"Here, your water."

"Thank you!"

Tu San pulled off the sweat towel covering his face, revealing a scar on the right side of his cheek. His lips were already chapped, probably because he was very thirsty.

Gulp, gurgle, a bowl of water went down his throat.

"I wonder if this gentleman could help me get another glass of water."

"Okay, you wait."

Zhao Yunchuan went to pour another bowl of water. He was now more and more certain that the man asking for water was a wanted criminal, because there were a few words written on the lower right corner of the portrait: One-inch scar on the right cheek.

I feel very depressed.

What was this wanted criminal doing in their village? Was he planning to rob someone?

That can't be done!

What should I do? Should I arrest him and send him to the authorities?

But Zhao Yunchuan was not sure if he could beat him. What if he had the internal strength and lightness skills described in the novel? It would be very difficult to deal with him.

Soon, Zhao Yunchuan poured another bowl of water.

Fang Dashan went to the fields to weed in the morning and came back a little late, so the family was just making lunch now. It was very simple. They cooked some vegetables with the broth from last night's crayfish and added corn grits porridge. At this time, the fresh, fragrant and spicy smell from last night was spreading in the air again.

Fragrant!

Tu San's stomach rumbled. Although drinking water could fill his stomach, he was still greedy!