Chapter 43: Repairing a House?

"Smack! Rumble! Knock Throat Throat ......"

Deafening banging sounds rang out from a small private school in Anfeng Town.

Xu Muchuan happily looked at the five or six workers in the courtyard, and he looked forward to being able to ask the fat monk to chirp crookedly tonight and sleep peacefully.

"Master, the wall here is thicker." Xu Muchuan sat on the side and stared at a few workers and masters, for fear that one of them would accidentally build it badly.

Xu Muchuan chose a place to build a house early in the morning, and then found these workers who specialize in building houses in the town non-stop.

In order to be able to work overtime and hurry, in order to be able to build it before nightfall today, Xu Muchuan directly opened a price of a little more than a silver coin.

This made the five or six workers who were busy in front of him pat their chests and promised.

You must know that Xu Muchuan only spent five silver coins to buy the entire private school. Now he only built a small house, and it cost more than a silver coin, which is enough to see that Xu Muchuan has made a fortune.

After all, there are not many people in this world who can compare with Jun Luoyan and take out a gold coin casually.

"Here, there's still a board left here, and it's all nailed to me firmly." Xu Muchuan pointed to a place that exposed a gap and shouted loudly to the masters.

Jun Luoyan, who was reading silently on the side, finally let go of his cold temperament and asked curiously, "Teacher, where are you?" Fix a house? Isn't it that urgent? ”

"You stay with that fat monk for one night, and you'll understand." Xu Muchuan didn't sleep all night, and his eyes were bloodshot. But now Xu Muchuan just wants to sit quietly on the side and watch the house be built quickly.

"It's not that exaggerated!" Jun Luoyan asked in disbelief, he turned his head to look at the fat monk who was sitting in the private school and chanting the scriptures, and felt that it should not be so serious.

Xu Muchuan was too lazy to explain too much, and when he thought of the countless questions asked by the fat monk last night, his head was still numb.

It must be that the teacher said that it was too exaggerated! Jun Luoyan chuckled and shook his head.

"Doesn't that thing sleep? How can you be so energetic and be able to say so much in one night. Xu Muchuan lowered his head and muttered quietly, he really admired the spirit of the fat monk, he really couldn't compare.

Now Feng Anjin is still sleeping in the house, he is so tired, a child has stayed up in the ice and snow bridge cave for one night after another. At this moment, he was finally able to feel the warmth he hadn't felt in a long time on the warm and comfortable bed, and Feng Anjin naturally hadn't woken up yet.

Even if he thought about the sound of various hammers in the yard, Feng Anjin still slept on the warm bed, he hadn't slept like this for a long, long time.

The mild sun hung high above the sky, and noon crept in.

"Teacher, by the way, it's time for you to cook!" Jun Luoyan touched his stomach, which had been hungry for a while, let go of his reserve, and couldn't help but speak.

Immediately afterwards, a leisurely voice came out from the private school: "Master Xu, the little monk has not yet achieved positive results, and he also needs to use food to satisfy his hunger, thank you Lord Xu." ”

Xu Muchuan gritted his teeth and asked unhappily, "Didn't you see that I was busy!" If you're hungry, cook your own food. ”

Since Xu Muchuan left the private school and returned to the village two days ago, Jun Luoyan has tried the process of cooking by himself, and has eaten virgin dishes made with his own hands.

Jun Luoyan secretly swore in his heart: he will never cook again in this life, especially for himself.

"Lord Xu, the little monk is a monk who has studied Buddhism since childhood, but he can't cook. I also hope that the donor can cook some chicken, duck and fish for the sake of my Buddha's compassion, and have two taels of wine. The little monk is not a picky eater, Amitabha. The fat monk sat cross-legged in the private school, his eyes closed.

Xu Muchuan looked up at the sky, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart: "Anyway, I am the master here!" How did you become a babysitter? ”

Forget about Jun Luo, he gave Xu Muchuan a gold coin, and Xu Muchuan also promised to take good care of him. But what's the matter with this lazy fat monk?

I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out, and I went back to the village to bring back this fat monk.

Xu Muchuan didn't know how many times he wanted to drive out the fat monk, but with the fat monk's three-inch tongue, he added the fat monk's extremely thick skin. Xu Muchuan couldn't drive away the fat monk no matter how he drove the fat monk.

"Teacher, even if you are not hungry yourself, the workers who helped build the house are hungry. But they have been doing it early in the morning, and if they don't eat, where will they have the strength to do things in the afternoon? Jun Luoyan looked like "righteous and awe-inspiring", and admonished loudly.

"Gollum ......"

Originally, not to mention that it was okay to eat, those workers and masters didn't feel it yet. But now that it was time to eat, the stomach of the master worker began to ring one after another.

"Sir, you see that our brothers are tired, do you want to rest for a while?" One of the middle-aged workers, the master, asked with a smile.

"Sir, our brother promises that it will be built for you before sunset, and you see that more than half of it has been built now." The worker master who took the lead also looked at Xu Muchuan.

"I came here early this morning, and I haven't eaten yet." ………

Xu Muchuan saw that the workers and masters were a little hungry, for fear that they would be in trouble if they didn't have the strength to work in the afternoon. If he had to work overtime tomorrow, it would be difficult for Xu Muchuan to imagine how he would spend tonight.

"Okay! Rest and rest, masters! I'm going to make two side dishes. Xu Muchuan finally stepped into the kitchen for his own safety.

Jun Luoyan glanced at Xu Muchuan's back lightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

………

Night slowly fell on the Kyushu continent.

Xu Muchuan stood in the courtyard admiring the house that had just been built, and whispered in a whisper, "I can finally sleep well tonight." ”

In the case of Xu Muchuan spending a lot of money, a small house was built in the courtyard.

Feng Anjin finally woke up an hour ago, and he saw that Xu Muchuan had been tinkering with the house built in the yard, and Feng Anjin stood quietly and watched.

Finally, Xu Muchuan had done everything well, and he took a breath and relaxed.

Feng Anjin only walked over slowly from the side at this time, he raised his head and stared at Xu Muchuan with his eyes: "You...... You said you were going to help me get revenge, right? ”

"Yes, that's right. However, you have to understand one thing: it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Now you can't do anything, how can you talk about revenge. Xu Muchuan retracted his restless thoughts, looked down at Feng Anjin calmly and said.

"That'...... So how do I go about it? You're willing to help me get revenge. Feng Anjin bit his chapped lips tightly, and there seemed to be an endless blood-colored aura in the depths of his eyes.