Other people may not feel it strongly, and Ye Wenbai who often goes to the county seat is very sensitive.

That was when he first went to the county seat, and the people in the county looked at him.

The kind of superiority that looks at the countryman.

Ye Wenbai turned his head and glanced at his daughter.

Ye Fanxing was holding a handful of popcorn and eating it fragrantly, and when he saw him looking at it, he smiled sweetly at him, like a satisfied little mouse.

Ye Wenbai's heart was warmed all of a sudden, and he reached out and rubbed Ye Fanxing's head: "Is it delicious?" ”

Ye Fanxing nodded violently: "It's delicious." ”

Why didn't she find ordinary popcorn in her previous life, so delicious!

It's about the scarcity of materials, and I can't eat good things, but now I see anything that can be eaten, and I think it's delicious.

Ye Wenbai couldn't help but sigh: "If only we could buy that iron pump for popcorn, not only can our stars eat popcorn every day, but also make popcorn and sell it for money." ”

Ye Fanxing was stunned: "The iron pump for popcorn?" ”

Ye Wenbai nodded: "I've seen it in the county, but I can't buy it!" The eldest brother got it back from out of town, and we didn't have to sell it in the county. ”

Ye Fanxing asked again: "Is it very profitable to sell popcorn?" ”

Ye Wenbai: "Of course! A pound of corn kernels is replaced with popcorn, and you have to earn a difference of three cents! ”

Thinking about Ye Mingchun's tuition fee for one semester, it was only twenty yuan.

If you can get an iron pump, won't you be able to earn money on tuition soon?

Not only the tuition fee, but also Mrs. Ye's money and the money of the traffickers, Ye Wenbai can pay them all back, and he can save some money, split up early, and go out to live his own life.

The more Ye Wenbai thought about it, the more sorry he became, and sighed.

"Dad, you can't buy that iron pump, can you make one yourself?" Ye Fanxing asked suddenly.

Ye Wenbai was startled, stared at Ye Fanxing, and didn't say anything for a while, so frightened that Ye Fanxing even forgot the action of chewing popcorn.

A few seconds later, Ye Wenbai was ecstatic and reached out and pinched Ye Fanxing's little face that was bulging with popcorn: "Xingxing, you are really our little lucky star, why didn't I think to do it myself!" ”

Ye Wenbai rubbed his hands.

The iron pump looked strange at first glance, but in fact, Ye Wenbai looked at it carefully and studied it, and the structure was not complicated.

Ye Wenbai only needs to tell the blacksmith of the third team about this thing and beg him to make one for himself, and if he doesn't do it, he can really pop popcorn.

However, Ye Wenbai made another difficulty.

How exactly was he going to tell the blacksmith exactly what this thing looked like!

I saw Ye Fanxing's little hand stretched out, grabbed another handful of popcorn, and fed it to his mouth, while shaking the little short legs on the Taishi's chair: "Dad, I just learned to draw at school, and the teacher said that I can draw well, do you want me to help you draw that iron pump?" ”

When Ye Wenbai heard this, he clapped his hands: "Okay!" Come and draw for me! ”

Although Ye Fanxing is a child, he can draw better than him.

Anyway, Ye Wenbai was staring at it, and where the painting didn't look like it, Ye Wenbai asked her to keep changing it.

He didn't believe he couldn't draw it.

Before going to bed at night, the two of them lay on the kang and really began to paint the iron pump in Ye Wenbai's memory.

I don't know if Ye Fanxing is particularly spiritual, or Ye Wenbai has a strong ability to describe, after revising and modifying it a few times, Ye Wenbai picked it up, looked at the kerosene lamp, and was suddenly speechless.

Ye Fanxing not only drew the iron pump in his memory, but even disassembled the iron pump into several component diagrams, which were simply vivid, as if he had seen the iron pump with his own eyes.