Reborn Craftsman

"Then tell me quickly!" Liu Dageng said repeatedly.

If Liu Xing did something illegal, he would definitely beat him up and ask for the money, but if it was not illegal, he would use the money to buy the land of the brick factory and build a new brick factory. Not surprisingly, it should be more than enough.

Village Chief Chen also held his breath and listened.

"Okay, let's go! Let's go to the breakfast shop and talk while eating!" Liu Xing led the way holding Peanut in front.

Village head Chen, Liu Dageng and Zhu Meiling quickly followed behind.

For Liu Xing at the current stage, buying the land of the brick factory is actually talking on paper with the village head Chen, because the brick factory still has many difficult problems that have not been resolved, and it is impossible to transfer the land for sale immediately. Money.

But even so, Liu Xing felt it was necessary. After all, Village Chief Chen had the right to make the decision to sell the land. As for when the higher-ups would sell the land and when the trivial matters of the brick factory would be settled, he could only wait. up.

After all, he is still very young and can afford to wait.

If there is no accident, according to the memory brought by the rebirth, the land of the brick factory will be sold years ago, that is to say, in the next few months, the land of the brick factory will change hands.

And now that he has money in his hand, and he has established a relationship with Village Chief Chen in advance, everything will naturally fall into place.

Of course, it is still hard to say who will own the land of the brick factory in the end, and everything will be selected by the end of the year.

But now, Liu Xing has to honestly write down his summer homework, otherwise he will report to school tomorrow, and the teacher in charge will probably pat his palm red with a ruler.

He is actually not afraid of this, but he is afraid of being embarrassed in front of his classmates, which is very uncomfortable.

After eating and sending Village Chief Chen and Zhang Yan away, he rode a motorcycle to Wang Qing's house, borrowed both summer homework, and closed the door to copy them.

In a flash, it was more than six o'clock in the evening. Liu Xing saw that there was only one page left to copy, and was about to go to the bathroom to continue. The third uncle came and discussed with him about moving the planer away.

Liu Xing had agreed to this in advance, so naturally he couldn't refuse.

He just frowned when he heard that Uncle San rented the door and window processing shop next to Uncle Fourth's wood processing shop. After entering the shed, Gao Dazhuang asked Gao Dazhuang to help move the planer away.

Before leaving, Liu Xing also asked his father to settle the third uncle's wages, so it was a good time to get together and leave.

Since tomorrow is the first day of school, it is not only the third uncle who is leaving, but also Wang Qing and a few other students who come to do odd jobs.

Wang Qing's wages were already paid during lunch. Originally, Liu Xing wanted Wang Qing to go back after lunch. After all, Wang Xiaohe is now in jail, and Wang Qing is the only one supporting the family. After half a day, it's time to take a good rest.

However, Wang Qing was stubborn and refused to go back, but continued to stay in the greenhouse to make dustpans.

It wasn't until seven o'clock in the evening that she asked Liu Xing to ask for her summer homework back, and told Liu Xing a very important decision, that is, she didn't want to study anymore, and wanted to stay in the shed to earn money to support her family.

Because in the whole Qingshi Village, it is hard to find things that can earn her five or sixty yuan a day even with a lantern.

Liu Xing couldn't help shaking his head when he heard the words: "Old classmate, don't ruin your future just because of the little money in front of you. When you really read the book, you will know how naive and stupid your current thinking is. !"

"What do you mean?" Wang Qing bit his lips with an ugly face.

"Go back to school and study! If you are short of money, you can come to me, and I will find a way to solve it for you!" Liu Xing replied with a smile.

Although Wang Qing had many grievances with him before his rebirth, they were all resolved after his rebirth, so naturally he would not be stingy if he could help.

"What if I don't listen to you?" Wang Qing asked softly.

"Then do you think it is meaningful to work in the greenhouse? I will find a way to let you go!" Liu Xing spread his hands and looked at Wang Qing with a smile.

"Okay! But if I have time on Sunday, I hope you don't refuse me to work in this greenhouse!" Wang Qing knew that Liu Xing never liked to joke, so he said helplessly.

"Okay!" Liu Xing nodded.

The current situation of Wang Qing's family is indeed not optimistic. If he can use his spare time to make more money, he will naturally not have the heart to refuse.

"Then I'm leaving!" Wang Qing laughed suddenly, and after reaching out to pat the dust on Liu Xing's body, he disappeared on the street of the market on his bicycle.

At this time the night had fallen, and Liu Xing, after watching Wang Qing disappear, sighed and went back to the preserved egg breakfast shop to do his work.

Tomorrow is the first day of school. How are those students who haven't seen for a long time before rebirth?

Especially those students who played well, Liu Xing felt a little excited when he thought about it.

correct.

And that tablemate Xie Lanlan who was sitting with him.

I don't know if she is okay?

And his first wife before rebirth, where is she now?

In this life, will they still get married and finish their life journey?

Chapter 242 The chance to make money is here!

September [-]st was a busy day for Liu Xing, because he got up early in the morning, not rushing to study, but to help the preserved egg breakfast shop. After all, there were a lot of students eating breakfast on the first day of school.

There is also a workshop for bamboo products. Because of the lack of a few people, the speed of making bamboo products cannot keep up. He has to adjust the manpower to operate normally.

Originally, these things were arranged by Zhu Xiuqing, but this girl has caught a cold recently, and her throat is sore that she can't speak, so Liu Xing has no choice but to do it herself.

When I was almost busy, it was already more than an hour before the starting point in the morning.

Liu Xing didn't want to be late, so he had to hand over other unfinished tasks to his parents, then hastily ate a bowl of rice noodles, and drove his younger sister and younger brother to Qingshi Primary School on a motorcycle.

And his school is Pinewood Middle School, which is much farther than Qingshi Primary School. Fortunately, he rode a motorcycle there, otherwise he would have been late.

But when he got to school, he was a little depressed.

Because the school parking shed was full of bicycles, he had no place to park his motorcycle. He was about to tell the fat boss of the commissary, but it was raining heavily in the overcast sky.

And this is the whole day.

Until around four o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Xing returned home after paying his tuition fees and receiving a new book. The heavy rain didn't stop.

This heavy rain had a great impact on the business of Liu Xing's Bamboo Bamboo Products Workshop and the Preserved Egg Breakfast Shop.

Because with the heavy rain falling and the weather gradually getting cooler, the orders for bamboo mats will obviously decrease, which can be seen from the fact that Zhang Yan did not come to the greenhouse today to urge the production of bamboo mats.

As for the preserved egg breakfast restaurant, because the lobby has only such a large capacity, it is impossible for the villagers to stand on the street eating rice noodles in the heavy rain, so the turnover has dropped precipitously.

According to the statistics of Li Daweitong.

The gross income of this day is not even 1000 yuan.

Only a little over 800.

Although he still made money, for Liu Xing.

Simply too little.

However, the heavy rain did not mean to stop.