Chapter Forty-Three: Lord Goblin Has No Idol Baggage

"Village Chief, look at them, they've been lazy!" Gobu Iron ran to report to Yu Qing with an unconvinced face, after training, Gobu Iron now has little strength, but the actual competition may not be able to do the scheming fritters, but the village chief will definitely have a way.

Goblin Rule No. 1: If you can't beat it, shake people.

In his previous life, Yu Qing was almost like a gobtie, and he dared to expose the shady, but Yu Qing was much better in this life, he touched Tiezi's head and said: "Let's just do our own thing, don't care about other people." ”

Anyway, if you don't do it well, you will deduct their money.

"Gobliron, I think it's better to forget it-" Along with Gobiron, Gob-Shuai, his brows furrowed, reluctant to make trouble in front of everyone. Spreading the word about this will only damage their reputation and make it difficult for them to become goblins, so it is better to let them pass.

"Okay then."

I got up early to eat, I didn't have to worry about it, I drank some fruit wine in the middle, the sweetness was strangely sweet, but I didn't feel hungry and didn't quench my thirst, to be honest, I couldn't do physical work without oil and water.

"Hey, the boys are home for dinner."

Yu Qing glanced at the goblins within a radius of ten miles. The old but not very smart goblins have long been idle, while the goblin boys who are "sloppy" are still hoeing, although the efficiency is not very high, but it is enough for Yu Qing to be pleased.

"That's... Village chief, let's go first. ”

Without waiting for a few polite words, there were few figures in the field.

This is the legend: the village chief blows the horn of dry rice, and the villagers are obliged to go ahead.

"Gobiron, you wait a minute." The boys were also not at ease, as if the bell had not rang for the end of class, and they were about to rush out of the classroom, "Tiezi, you asked your master to help me make a scimitar with a long blade and a short handle, and the handle is left empty, just like a hoe." ”

"Village Chief, you can't be talking about a scythe?"

"Village chief, just say it, I understand, you don't have to bend around it, it will only show that you are ignorant." Afraid that the village chief he loved was not embarrassed enough, Gobu Iron added another explanation.

This is the first time that the iron has played extraordinarily, and it must be entered into the "iron book".

What's the situation, oh, when did these bastards learn so many down-to-earth classic quotations.

"Stinky boy, what are you laughing at." Looking at the new generation of people who were one or two centimeters taller than himself, Yu Qing was not afraid, picked up the clods of soil in the field and threw them over, but the accuracy was not very good, and every time it was a little distance. Hey, almost three kills.

"Briefly, goodbye to the village chief."

After a few smokes, the boys ran away.

"Hahaha, hiccup..."

"Still drinking?" Hey, if you don't help, forget it, you have to laugh at me if you're drunk for Mao, Yu Qinglu's face darkened suddenly, and he stretched out a finger and asked, "Look at what this is?"

"It's... Hey, hey, of course I know how many it is, I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk. Artoria was very proud, blushing and smirking: "This is eight, but it is one less."

"It's obvious that you're not as good as a human." Sisters forever, Elivia.

Woo woo... Why do you keep taking the blame for me, won't your conscience hurt? Woo... There was a sound of sound, and it turned out to be a lunch bell. Forget it, I won't worry about you, let's find something to fill my stomach first.

Yu Qing made leek pork dumplings, cut a plate of fruit, and pinched seaweed rice balls.

He found a cool shade and sat down, cleaned his hands, sat down on the ground and carefully took a few bites of the rice balls, a satisfied smile on his face, and Alivia dragged Artoria over, she paid the price for her verbal coolness.

It's not unreasonable to think twice.

But this is your tiger, goblin.

"It's time to work when you're full, and the sun is amazingly poisonous."

As he spoke, the goblin glanced at Elivia.

"Skinny horses are lazy to eat grass, you just wait to starve to death." Alivia listened to Yu Qing's complaints from time to time, and was disturbed by the noise, so she went directly to the work, not to mention, a man and a woman worked together, but she didn't feel tired at all, there were talks and laughs, and the atmosphere was good.

I was busy until the middle of the day, and finally finished the hoeing work.

All that was left was the evening to sow the seeds and cover the grass.

Towards evening, the busiest place is the Goblin Blacksmith Shop, which tinkles from morning to night, and all kinds of farm tools are placed on the large table at the door.

"Gobhammer, is the scythe I want ready?" Yu Qing asked.

Names are voluntary, but there are really very few people living up to their names in goblins.

Seeing the village chief coming, Goblin put down the hammer in his hand, turned around to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead, picked up a brand-new shiny scythe in the corner and handed it over: "Village Chief, it's done, I'll put aside the requirements of the other goblins and help you fight wholeheartedly, you can see if you can add a little more to me."

No more, no more, just add that little bit of loss. ”

It seems that without the explanation of Yu Qing, the village head, the coins will naturally circulate in the village.

"Okay, you see if that's enough."

Yu Qing waved his hand, and ten copper coins landed steadily on the counter.