Chapter 77 He's Not a Delicate Queen
Chapter 77 He's Not a Delicate Queen
Village Chief Niu was so frightened that he sat down on the ground with a thud, his eyes wide as he pointed at Dou Weiyi, "You...you, Dou Weiyi, do you have any manners of a county magistrate? You actually climbed over the wall!"
Dou Weiyi chuckled, "Village Chief Niu, that's why I have something to tell you! This is a really great opportunity. If you miss it, you'll suffer a huge loss."
As he spoke, he reached out to help the village chief.
Village Chief Niu flung his hand away. "Hmph, don't give me that. Your words are like a gust of wind, gone as soon as they're gone. I can't believe you anymore."
Those who believe in others will starve!
Dou Weiyi, however, was neither discouraged nor angry. With a smile on his face, he said, "Village Chief, the public toilet I'm building this time is something the whole county can see. If your earthenware is good, other counties might come to order from you in the future. That's much more valuable than those overdue payments. And I swear, I will definitely pay back the money!"
Seeing Dou Weiyi's confident demeanor, Village Chief Niu wavered somewhat. "Can you really do it? Don't you dare betray us."
Dou Weiyi nodded quickly, "Village Chief, you can't trust my character, but this time I guarantee with my official hat that I will absolutely not cheat you."
Village Chief Niu frowned and stared at Dou Weiyi for a long while. "Hmph, you really guarantee it with your official hat? If you renege on it again, I'll really go to the prefectural city to sue you."
Dou Weiyi nodded repeatedly, "That's definitely worth it!"
Finally, after being worn down by Dou Weiyi's persistent pleading, Village Chief Niu had no choice but to discuss the details and order the goods.
After Dou Weiyi signed and stamped the bill, he dried it and handed it to Village Chief Niu.
The village chief glared at him, went back into his room, brought out a small box, and unlocked it.
Inside was a thick stack of Dou Weiyi's debt bills. Village Chief Niu put the bills on top, glanced at Dou Weiyi, and said, "Alright, come and pick them up in 15 days."
"Hey, great! Thank you so much, Village Chief Niu!"
Dou Wei happily took his leave, and Village Chief Niu saw him to the door, only breathing a sigh of relief after watching him get on the oxcart and go back.
The villager who reported the news curled his lip, "Village chief, why did you agree to let this scoundrel make pottery for you again..."
Village Chief Niu sighed helplessly, "Although Dou Weiyi acts impulsively, he ultimately does it for the sake of those heroes. His background dictates that he won't stand idly by while his soldiers are killed. You've forgotten, even your elder brother's body was sent back from the border by Dou Weiyi's men, to be returned to his roots. Every household did the same..."
The villagers nearby lowered their eyes upon hearing this.
It's not that I won't do it for him, I'm just complaining.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be that box full of unpaid bills. After all, they are descendants of heroes.
Despite the criticism, it doesn't diminish their respect for him!
Meanwhile, in Wangyue Village, Gao Mengli and Lin Xi were not idle either. The two were currently sitting in the old house discussing papermaking with everyone.
Tissues are softer than paper. It would be impossible to make them as soft as they are in later times, given the lack of technology and ruthless craftsmanship.
But if you can achieve even a partial resemblance, that's something worth trying!
It just requires making a large roller, weaving pine needle mats, and then making a curved pressure plate.
Spread the pulp in small, even layers each time, and repeat two or three times until the desired thickness is achieved.
As Gao Mengli drew a diagram on the ground, she explained, "This large roller has to be made of sturdy wood so that it can withstand the pressure. The pine needle mat has to be woven very finely so that the paper can be flatter."
Lin Xi massaged Gao Mengli's arm, nodding repeatedly as she added, "Yes, and the curvature of the cardboard is crucial; it needs to ensure the paper is evenly stressed. We can make a small model to test it out and see how it goes."
Lin Yong looked at the pattern on the ground. As a carpenter, he thought it wouldn't be difficult, so he immediately picked up a plane and started making the roller.
Looking at the second brother Lin Fei and the third brother Lin Chi, they stared at their eldest brother Lin Xi as if they had seen a ghost.
Why is this "bully" older brother, who is usually seen as a bully, acting so differently today? He speaks confidently and eloquently, his words are logical and well-founded, and he exudes a radiance that they cannot understand.
A complex feeling welled up in the hearts of the two, especially the inexplicable "admiration" that arose in their hearts, which was like a gust of evil wind that made them both shiver!
The two couldn't help but rub their arms together, refusing to admit that they would ever admire their older brother.
Meanwhile, Zhu Mei from the second wife and Yang Qing from the third wife stared wide-eyed. They saw their eldest brother, Lin Xi, actually massaging their sister-in-law, Gao Mengli's, shoulders and back?!
Is this some kind of fantasy?
These two used to fight all the time at home, like two fighting cocks, bickering all the time.
Although they mostly bully others, they also turn on each other at home, fighting back and forth.
If someone is ruthless even to their own people, how much less will they treat others?
Seeing that everyone was busy, Gao Mengli and Lin Xi got up and went home.
After all, people who work like "oxen and horses" have days off, but those who set up stalls don't have any time to rest at all...
"Xixi, the elm seeds and locust flowers will be too old in a few days! We won't be selling them then!"
Gao Mengli suddenly remembered this, and her face was filled with undisguised joy!
Upon hearing this, Lin Xi's eyes lit up. "Haha, yes, these two items have been selling quite well these past few days. Once the season is over, we won't be able to sell them anymore, and we can relax a bit."
That's the good thing about selling seasonal food!
If the diners start making a fuss, there's nothing that can be done, after all, "even a clever cook can't make a meal without rice!"
"Mengli, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll cook!"
Upon hearing this, Gao Mengli's eyes darted around, "Xixi, make chive dumplings!!"
The chives are so tender right now!
Lin Xi smiled and nodded in agreement, then prepared to add another soup, "Okay, the chive dumplings are good, how about making an egg drop soup too!"
After saying that, Lin Xi skipped and hopped to the eaves.
He placed the sickle in the basket, then slung the basket over his arm. With a flourish of his hand and a toss of his head, he strode out and pushed open the gate to the old house next door.
In the courtyard of the old house, several hens were pecking at their food when they were startled by Lin Xi's sudden death and scattered in all directions, clucking loudly.
"Mom, can I borrow some chives?"
Jiang, who was busy in the yard, looked up and her mouth was so wide open she could hardly close it. "Oh...oh...it's in the backyard. I...I'll go get the sickle."
Lin Xi smiled and waved her hand, "Mom, no need, I have some here."
As he spoke, he took out his small sickle from the basket and, to the astonishment of everyone in the old house, went to the backyard to cut chives.
No, speaking of their eldest brother, he seems to be a little different.
This feels like a delicate queen...
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