Li Ming did not have a V letter.

There is no way to convey the news from Han'er's side in real time.

So when Li Ming jumped out of the high wall with Feng Ning, who had fainted on his back, Li Luomo didn't know at all.

Everyone on Li Yumo's side gradually became tacit.

Zha Kongming lanterns, one after another, made Li Zhenmo and others into a temporary assembly line work.

The piles of painting paper purchased by Li Yanmo were piled up next to the painters he had invited, and the four lanterns were lit in the south, east, west, and north, and placed in the hands of the painters.

The painter's smoke-colored sleeves have countless small ink spots, and the ink stains on his chest have become patches.

"Eighty percent of this dress can't be wanted!"

Xiao Xia pressed the paper on the side for the painter who was holding a brush and waving his head without raising his head, and he couldn't help but think of it.

The painters here are busy painting, and the handicraft team over there is also extremely skilled.

Li Luomo transported the cart with dried bamboo tied directly to the side of several people.

Bamboo is less and less visible to the naked eye on the carriage.

Smoking one, the craftsman's hand churned, and after a while, the skeleton of a Kong Ming lantern was completed.

The craftsman sat on the ground and worked on his legs, and soon became a skeleton.

As soon as the craftsman stretched out his arm, a complete bamboo skeleton of Kong Ming lantern rolled steadily into the skeleton of Kong Ming lantern.

Smoke a bamboo, then another.

In this way, in less than the middle of the night, two-thirds of the bamboo has been used.

There are fewer and fewer smooth bamboo poles, and the skeleton of Kong Ming lanterns is piled up more and more.

Anyway, Li Zhenmo was amazed-

"Craftsman!"

Li Zhenmo shook his head, this kind of scenery was rare in his previous life.

It has become a general trend for machines to replace manual work in the previous life.

And the traditional craftsmen are almost extinct, either unable to eat, or making a lot of money by handicraft.

The gap between rich and poor is enormous.

Li Luomo remembered a buddy he knew in his previous life, and that buddy was not good at anything else, and he pursued this similar primitive way of survival all day long.

If you see this scene, then the buddy must be surprised-

"Art, this grandmother's art!"

That guy has a shawl in his hair, but doesn't play guitar.

Li Yanmo's threshold for entering adulthood came from the USB flash drive that this guy mysteriously handed over at the beginning.

Li Zhenmo opened the door to a new world.

Under the moonlight, Li Zhenmo, who was dressed in a plain robe without ornaments, blushed when he thought of this-

"If there is a camera, the whole vlog can be regarded as a wave of publicity for our craftsmen!"

Li Zhenmo thought about it for a while, but forget it-

"Where's the charge on the camera?"

Li Zhenmo thought about it again, and was happy-

"No, the camera is mechanical~"

"Hahaha!"

Li Yanmo was amused by his own thoughts, and then blasted all these unreliable thoughts out of his mind-

"It's unrealistic, it's nice to go back, and the camera!"

Li Luomo turned his head to look at another brightly lit place, not far from the skeleton of the Zakongming lantern, which was also brightly lit.

A couple of dark blue guys were belted around their waists, and their wide, ill-fitting shirts were firmly tied around their waists, and underneath were stiff trousers of draped fabric.

They had strips of white cloth on their feet, tightly wrapping their calves, and looking down at the writing woven of hay, revealing their necks and insteps, their skin was yellow.

If Li Luomo's artistic fanaticism and advanced thinking buddies see it, they will definitely be able to guess which dynasty and which generation this is by virtue of their clothing.

He chatters all day long, and he loves to engage in these strange things.

Li Yumo suddenly thought a little bit about that thing in his heart-

"I don't know if that kid is still holding a guitar and singing downstairs in the girls' dormitory!"

"You have to take an umbrella~"

Li Zhenmo smiled, remembering that the girl was unbearable, and a basin of foot-washing water went directly down the slope of the anti-theft window.

Li Zhenmo, who was passing by with a book at that time, was stunned.

That buddy hugged Li Luomo and left-go drinking!

Li Luomo felt that his alcohol consumption was irrigated by his buddies who loved art at that time!

There is a pot in the courtyard outside the temple, and the pot is hot, and the thief is sticky.

After Li Zhenmo tasted it, he felt that there was no taste.

The guy in straw sandals took the painting painted by the half-dry painter sent by Xiao Xia, and blew it-

Call!

He didn't need the help of his companions to support the skeleton of Kong Ming lantern, he directly stabilized the painting on the skeleton with one hand, and dipped the brush in the paste with the other.

The smooth brushing of the paste made Kong Ming's lantern wet, but the brush was airtight.

In this way, the Kong Ming lantern will live 80 percent.

The guy didn't dare to put candles in the base of the Kong Ming lantern, so that when the Kong Ming lantern was dry, he could catch fire to the sky.

However, Li Yanmo was very uncomfortable that the guy pasted a painting on Kong Ming's head, and the head of the painting was not a head, and the tail was not a tail.

The moon is all resting.

Li Yanmo glanced at it and moved his temples.

After that, I simply stopped watching it.

"It's good to be able to fly, what kind of bicycle do you want, time is tight and the task is heavy!"

Li Zhenmo gave himself a heart booster shot, and constantly gave himself verbal hints.

"Crooked!"

"It's crooked again!"

Li Yanmo screamed wildly in his heart, raised his head directly, and didn't look at anything,

Li Zhenmo looked up at the Kong Ming lantern in the sky and comforted himself-

"Anyway, if you put it high, you will see a base......"

"I'm crooked again!"

Li felt as if he was listening to someone scratching the blackboard with his pointed nails.

"I don't know how Lao Li is doing!"

Li Luomo looked at the Kong Ming lantern that had been formed, and was worried-

Yun Shufang's activities are okay, his physical strength has survived like a miracle, and sure enough, this potential that is not sudden and unconscious still has to be rushed.

And outside the temple.

Li Zhenmo looked at the people and the messy paper in the place, and his heart ached.

Li Zhenmo was vague about the currency of this era, and he did not know how much money he spent on the people and raw materials he purchased.

Li Zhenmo only felt that his heart was dripping blood.

Li Zhenmo has more than a dozen silver tickets, the denomination is unknown.

The silver ticket borrowed from Zhang Chaoshui is gone.

Originally, before recovering his memory, Li Zhenmo was very curious about the modern objects that appeared in his dreams from time to time, and he wanted to reproduce them every minute.

For example, electric fans, air conditioners, washing machines, refrigerators.

And so on and so forth.

Of course, Li Zhenmo experimented with the above objects one by one in line with the idea of practicing true knowledge.

Although Li Zhenmo didn't succeed.

But Li Zhenmo failed!

The raw materials used by Li Yangmo are local materials from his own courtyard.

For example, the legs of a chair.

Li Luomo didn't know how much the table leg was, and Li Luomo only happened until the housekeeper Li Xingfa brought someone to deduct the monthly money, and Xiao Xia was heartbroken.

Li Luomo: "Is it expensive?" ”

Xiao Xia: "No, the young master's house is all eliminated from our house......"

Li Luomo: "Damn, then why do you have to pay a fine?" ”

Xiao Xia: "Let's save money......"

Li Zhenmo was angry and said, "Do others also save!" ”

Xiao Xia shook his head and said, "I don't see anyone in the house who looks up and looks down." ”

Li Zhenmo: "? ”

Save me if you save money!?

Anyway, Li Yumo didn't have a concept of how much moon silver he was deducted, so he asked Zhang Chaoshui to borrow it, and he paid it back after he sent the moon silver.

There are borrowed and returned.

Li Zhenmo didn't consume anything, just circulating.

And then at this time.

Zhang Chaoshui's money is gone.

His moonsilver for this month has not yet been issued.

There is still half a month.

Li Yumo really wanted to look at everyone and said-

"Don't call me the eldest young master."

"You can take me to work!"

"Why is money so unforbidden!"

Li Luomo felt that Yun Shufang's tiredness was not a matter at this time.

Li Zhenmo's heart is cool and cool.

But......

Money or death?

It's a time-old conundrum.

Li Zhenmo stood and pondered——

"Han'er, Han'er, don't hang up!"

"Pray for you."

"Amen ......"

"Phew......"

"Ami Tofu ......"