After returning to the room of the 'Savage Village', Poplar, who had been working blindly, found that he was actually sleepy, after all, he had not slept for more than 20 hours, and simply pulled the soft fur on the bed and lifted the corpse on his body......

When he woke up, he looked at the time on his phone and found that he had slept for nearly eight hours, but he looked at the sky outside through the window, and sadly found that the white sun was only slightly tilted. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"How long is the daylight here?"

The poplar who rubbed his head opened the door muttering, and he didn't pay attention to his feet, and he fell on his stomach when he touched something, and then he felt himself fall on a soft thing, and his nose smelled the faint fragrance of an unknown plant.

The four eyes were facing each other, staring at each other with big eyes, no screaming or slapping, and the awkward atmosphere seemed to freeze.

"Why are you squatting at my door......"

Standing up in a hurry, Poplar said in a somewhat unnatural tone, even though the other party couldn't understand it.

The subconscious touch just now seems to be pretty good?

The girl who still didn't know the name of the poplar blinked, got up from the ground, and said something in her mouth as she gestured.

Lian Meng guessed for a while before Poplar understood what she meant, and when she was sleeping, she was afraid that she would wake up and find no one, so she waited at the door, and then squatted down and fell asleep in a daze, and finally Poplar opened the door and tripped and fell on her.

"That's not the point, okay......"

Poplar muttered in his mouth, saying that although I didn't mean it, you were still taken advantage of by me and said, is it good to give a reaction, you make me feel no guilt at all...... Phew...... What do you think......

With a complicated mood, Poplar made a comparison, and the problem that was obviously solved with one sentence made him convulsive for a long time before the other party understood that he wanted her to take her to the white-bearded old man.

When he found the old man with the white beard, Poplar said that he would enjoy his old age, and he had a soft pocket on the treetops to bask in the sun, and when the wind blew, it was more comfortable than any rocking chair.

Then it was a big dance and a big gesture plus the other party didn't understand the language communication at all, Poplar made the other party understand that he wanted to stay here for a while longer, and he was embarrassed to live in his house, can he ask the villagers to help him get a hut or something, of course, he will pay the corresponding payment.

This is not a big deal, I understand the meaning of the poplar The white-bearded old man was quite happy, and after a call, the poplar guessed that the other party should answer the question......

Then the girl who had been talking to him seemed to understand the meaning, and was more active than Poplar, and quickly came to the ground and chirped loudly in a nice voice, not knowing what to say.

Then Poplar looked dumbfounded, knowing what is called the efficiency of a barbarian.

One or twenty large men quickly gathered and carried large knives into the jungle, and soon there was a sound of big trees falling to the ground in the distant woods, and it didn't take long for the thick trunks of two or three meters in diameter to be carried back.

Sawdust flies, the thick trunk is split into thick rough planks by brute force by the big guys, a hole is cut in some places on the plank, and then it is taken to a big tree and placed, just stuck on the thick branches, side by side, the tree first forms a wooden flat, and then the planks are spliced together, and the appearance of the hut appears......

In less than two hours, a three-room brand-new cabin of at least eighty square meters appeared on the tree, and the aspen was stunned when he saw it.

Then he screamed, ran to the 'construction site' on the ground, picked up a piece of sawdust, first looked at the texture, then smelled the smell, and then picked up a fresh branch on the ground and looked closely, he sat on the ground, and looked at the brand-new cabin at least thirty meters above the ground not far away.

"The so-called golden house is almost like that, all the houses are built with small leaves of red sandalwood, how much is this worth"?

Before coming here, Poplar had specifically checked the information, and at this time he was extremely sure that his wooden house was completely built of this kind of wood, which was not only a precious wood, but also had a refreshing effect on the sandalwood fragrance it emitted, and it was also insect resistant or something, in short, it was a good thing with a lot of benefits......

"No wonder you can hardly see pesky mosquitoes in the houses of the village on such a hot day......"

Poplar looked blankly at every treehouse in the village, as if he saw that every seemingly simple treehouse was shining with golden light......

Looking at the big barbarians who stared at him with puzzled expressions, Poplar felt that each of them exuded a spicy-eyed tyrant atmosphere......

"If there is a set of furniture made of yellow rosewood and red sandalwood, it will be a rich tyrant and a moat? Lao Tzu's current house is made of pure small leaves of red sandalwood......"!

Poplar doesn't know how to describe his mentality, this jungle is full of gold, it depends on whether he is diligent or not.

"Calm down, calm down, it's not worth anything if there's too much...... Calm down, fart......"

The poplar who came back to his senses ran to a strong man who was carrying a big knife and splitting sandalwood like a wood, and danced with a gesture, and finally the other party understood the meaning of the poplar, and took people to the woods again, and soon carried back more than ten sandalwood trees with a thickness of two or three meters......

"According to the information found on the Internet, sandalwood is not easy to grow, and it is easy to hollow when it grows, but why is the sandalwood here so thick?"

Around the fresh sandalwood, the poplar frowned and pondered, pouted and counted the annual rings of the solid sandalwood, forget it, he looked at it densely and dizzy, the visual inspection was at least two or three hundred years old, he could only attribute the growth of the sandalwood here to environmental factors.

Under the direction of the poplar, the newly cut coarse sandalwood was rudely chopped into a three-meter-long square yard by a group of big men with muscles but no brains, and placed them in a cool place, and it didn't take long for them to pile up.

He wasn't stupid enough to get the whole sandalwood on the other side of the earth, ordinary trees with a diameter of more than eighty centimeters were all ancient trees over there, and he got such a thick and precious sandalwood over there to eat a gun.

"In 04, the price of the super-grade small-leaved red sandalwood over there was between 500,000 and 600,000 a ton, and now it should be more expensive, how can I get twenty or thirty tons here, doesn't it mean that I picked up tens of millions for nothing? The price is to get something random to fool these big guys! And if it can be processed into a finished product, the price will probably have to increase tenfold......"

Looking at a bunch of fresh small-leaved rosewood squares, the aspen was stunned for a while.

Don't look at some red sandalwood bracelets that have to sell for tens of thousands of dollars, but they are processed products, and most of them are fried, in fact, the real raw materials are far less valuable than imagined.

After pondering for a long time, Poplar sadly found that if he didn't want to open a new furniture factory to make furniture, it would be a thankless task to sell precious wood in the past, and most of it would be given to others.

"Forget it, I guess this wood can almost empty my father's pocket, and when he sells these woods into finished products, I will get him another batch and empty his money!"

Poplar decided so happily, as for cooperating with other furniture factories? Thinking about it too much, that's called a capital enemy, he will do it with a brain-dead, and if he has that kung fu, it is better to find a way to carry some radishes here Oh no, ginseng used to sell for money.

At the same time, Poplar also has his own plans, sooner or later he will contact people outside this world, in case there is a clever carpenter or something, Lao Tzu will open a furniture factory here, and directly make finished products and sell them, you don't care where Lao Tzu came from, love to buy or not!

Calmed down, as soon as he looked up, he found that the white sun was about to go down in the sky, and he patted his head and ran around the village and came back, observing the marks made by the first day.

"The length of a day in this world is almost fifty hours, which is equivalent to more than two days on the earth. I guess I've been here for a long time, and I really don't know what year or month it is on the other side of the earth......."

When the sky darkened, he returned to his own hut and was dumbfounded to find that he didn't know when, when all the simple daily necessities were almost all ready, he saw the girl who had been following him happily busy before and after.

"What's the situation? The rhythm of living with me"?

Seeing the girl making the bed, Poplar was directly confused......

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