Luo Yifan didn't answer Xu Wen immediately.

In essence, Xu Wen's proposal is contrary to the purpose of the Society.

The Cultural and Communication Society is a non-governmental organization with a background of government support, and it has taken the route of free of charge from the beginning.

Now to add the money factor, Luo Yifan can't make up his mind for a while, and this is not something he can decide alone.

He said that he would give Xu Wen an answer within a week, and Xu Wen and Baili Qi said goodbye and left.

Baili Qi and Ma Yushan went back to sort out the harvest of the past ten days, and Xu Wen went to buy some things alone and carried them back to Xu's house.

It was exactly the same as when he left ten days ago, Jing Cheng was nowhere to be seen, Qiuqiu was still playing with the little turtle in the backyard, turning it over, pressing its belly with one paw to prevent it from turning over.

Xu Wen sat down on the stone next to the pond.

The tone of the whole Xu Mansion is old and bleak, but only here, the red lotus is still in full bloom, the lotus leaves are still green, and the whole world seems to be about to burn, full of vitality.

Xu Wen stared at this beautiful scenery for a long time, leaned over to block the ball, and turned the little turtle over.

When it was played with before, the little turtle's head, hands, hands and feet were all shrunk into the shell and pretended to be dead, at this time, as soon as it turned over, it made a "poof" sound, sprayed a mouthful of water at Qiuqiu's face, and then escaped at the speed of light, and jumped into the pond with a thud.

Qiuqiu was dumbfounded, it was blocked by Xu Wen's hand, and it didn't have time to dodge at all, so it was sprayed with water by the turtle and hit the spirit.

When it came back to its senses, it was almost angry, and roared loudly at Xu Wen, a pig teammate and inner ghost.

It usually screams loudly, but Xu Wen never thought that this kid could scream so loudly.

But he really didn't expect the little turtle to squirt that saliva at the end, so it was indeed a scum of the ball.

He was very embarrassed and apologized to Qiuqiu repeatedly, but fortunately, there were a few packs of Miaoxian packets in the things he went to buy when he came back, and even coaxed and bribed, and finally calmed Qiuqiu down.

Xu Wen was very helpless, he didn't expect the little turtle to come to this hand......

But after such a fuss, his mind was completely withdrawn from the thoughts he had immersed just now, and he picked up the box that he had just opened because of rummaging through the cat food, went to his small work shed, and opened it.

In the box is a laptop, the model that Baili Qi helped him choose, the configuration is very good, and it can fully adapt to the mapping and modeling work under normal circumstances.

Of course, notebooks with this configuration are more power-intensive, and full power can't support it for a long time, so Xu Wen is equipped with an additional mobile power supply, and after opening it together, Xu Zhai seems to have some different colors.

There was originally a drawing of the red sandalwood Baizi stepping bed on the table, and it didn't move after ten days, exactly the same as when he left.

Xu Wen moved the drawing to the side and began to try to copy it into the software.

He's still a beginner, and it's a bit clumsy to use the software, especially shortcuts and whatever, and he often has to think about it to remember what they correspond to.

But he is very precise when he uses the mouse, and the positioning of the cable is in place in one step, and his accuracy and stability in woodworking also take effect at this time.

In this way, this rosewood bed gradually took shape on the screen, more clear and vivid than on the drawing, able to zoom in and out at any time, and precise every detail, even if he was so unskilled, it was much faster than hand-drawn paper.

After the drawing, Xu Wen reviewed and browsed all of them, and began to work according to the content on the drawings.

This stepping bed was the longest thing he had ever cultivated, but now that he started to use it, he could clearly feel the changes brought to him by these pauses in between.

Every detail of the modeling and shaping seems to be seared in his mind, and with his current profound skills, everything falls into place, and there is a sense of pleasure like a knife cutting butter.

The deep house did not know the time, and unconsciously, the time of the Xu house stood still again, and it was separated from the outside world into two completely different spaces.

The cicadas outside the door all came to a standstill, and only Xu Wen was busy inside the door, and his figure appeared in every inch of the air in the work shed.

The old planks are cleaned and gradually restored to their brilliance, and the new pieces are shaped and aged to a color and texture similar to the original parts.

When everything is done, Xu Wen puts it together to form a whole.

This step is actually more difficult, all the connecting parts used in it are mortise and tenon, and some special forms are very rare in daily life.

But Xu Wen has long had his own opinions about mortise and tenon joints, and just like Luban locks, he can restore them if he can disassemble them.

On the basis of the existing modeling, Xu Wen's step was also carried out very smoothly, the bottom of the bed, the bed rails, the bed circumference, the bed frame, ...... One by one, they were erected, and when they were all finished, the shed was like an extra cabin, so intricate and magnificent, full of grandeur, and so complete that even if you look closely, it is difficult to see the traces of repair.

When Xu Wen finally assembled, Qiuqiu didn't know where to get out, squatting upright beside him to watch, his tail wrapped around the front of his paws, and his golden eyes didn't move.

Xu Wen had just finished the last process, when he suddenly got up, stepped into the bed, and sniffed every corner. In the end, it seemed to feel satisfied, jumped on the bed without hesitation, and lay down peacefully in the center, looking like it was about to sleep.

"Hey!" Xu Wen was stunned for a moment, walked up and bent down to pull its tail, "This is the bed I built for myself!

But cats are such things, don't be embarrassed, there's no way at all, Qiuqiu's eyes are closed, he doesn't move, he pulls his tail as you like, anyway, I'll stay here and not leave.

Xu Wen really had no choice but to push it in casually and lay down next to it.

The bed itself is like a house, lying on the bed and opening your eyes to see the ceiling above, deep and dark, and some patterns can be faintly seen.

The bed slats are pure wood, very hard, and certainly not as comfortable as the high-end mattresses of five-star hotels.

But people's habits are very terrible, and Xu Wen even feels that he is now more accustomed to sleeping in this kind of hard bed.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep in this quiet, dim, enveloping environment, and slept very peacefully.

No wonder the ancients liked to sleep in this kind of bed, it was really quite comfortable......

The last bit of consciousness before he fell asleep, he thought.

Before going to bed, he didn't deliberately think about what to do, but maybe it was because he had figured out something in his heart, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he had returned to the Banmen World and slept on the bed in the courtyard of Yipinfang.

He was very calm, got up and found Lian Tianqing, and said, "I have already thought about the question you asked me. ”

"Restoration and production, I want both, and I don't want to lose either. ”