He Jin, who was thinking about being able to sleep on the kang tonight, felt as hot as the head of the kang.

After Shen Xiu'er left, he couldn't wait to swing a sledgehammer and shovel, and dismantle the soil in his house into pieces of adobe bricks.

It is a place to use endless energy to do such things.

The only drawback is that God gives me the benefits only for great strength, not for steel and iron. It will still hurt if I get stuck with my mother's broom...

He was working very hard, and for some reason he felt a chill behind his back, and he felt like he was being targeted by a ferocious beast. When he looked back, he was so scared that his hammer fell to the ground: "Mom, when did you come back?"

"Officiale He, we have been back for a while. Aunt He has been removing the bed for a long time."

Yue'er didn't know how dangerous the situation was at this time, and asked with a foolish look: "He Guanren, why are you doing so? After removing the bed, where are you going to sleep at night?"

"Sleep?... He still wants to sleep! Find a cemetery for himself first!" My mother broke out immediately, and she brought the broom bump from somewhere. She rushed to He Jin like a lioness hunting: "Baby, you really didn't fight for three days, and you went to the room to remove the tiles... and didn't look at it at first, so she took off the bed! You are a prodigal thing!"

This time, there is no need to try it. From my mother's anger, you can see that she really has the urge to kill her biological son.

He Jin was so scared that he ran behind Xiao Yue'er and took Yue'er's petite body as a shield: "Mom, please listen to my explanation. Miss Shen asked me to do this. If you don't believe me, please ask when she comes back..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Xiu'er, who happened to show her head outside the gate, stopped and whispered to the mason who was carrying the materials behind her: "Wait first, watch the show before going in..."

He Jin, who was facing away from him, did not notice what Shen Xiuer did. He still struggled to avoid my mother's broom and almost cried and begged: "Mom, believe me, I really want to put on the kang. I told you before that I understand this craft, but you just don't believe it!"

"If you are reliable, the sows will climb trees!" I now have these terms, and it is very suitable for use.

Only Xiao Yue'er, who was ignorant, didn't know what happened, blinked her eyes and asked He Jin, "He Guanren, aren't you very good at fighting? Lai Saner's nine rogues are not your opponent..."

When He Jin heard this, he was so scared that his calves were weak: Yue'er, I owe you in my previous life, why are you so cruel to me in this life?

Sure enough, as soon as these words were finished, the Shen family yard was silent for a moment.

Then, a crisp and angry roar broke out, and the same standard Fengyang official language was said: "Baby, you actually dare to go out to fight with someone, be killed!"

"Mom, please spare your life... As a mother, you must be gentle and kind!"

.........

Finally, Shen Xiuer appeared.

After all, she also knew that if she didn't show up, the Shen family would have a murder.

However, she appeared a little late.

He Jin, who was squatting on the ground and explaining to the mason, had a bruised nose and swollen face, and his eyes were filled with resentment. His expression looked like a young wife who had been abandoned all the time.

My mother still looked angry and stared at He Jin like a patrol prisoner with a broom and a prisoner: "No matter how you do it, you must re-plaster the bed this afternoon. Otherwise, you will be ready to sleep on the street today!"

After saying that, she couldn't help but look at Shen Xiu'er again, her eyes full of sorrow: Why is such a shrewd and beautiful girl so stupid that she was fooled by her son?

So, Shen Xiu'er's eyes began to become resentful...

Fortunately, after staying for a while, I saw that there were so many people in the house, I was probably afraid that I would die of anger, so I went out to do some work and wash clothes.

As soon as my stingy mother left, the atmosphere in the room suddenly warmed up, and the project of the kang began to progress.

He Jin used burned charcoal to draw a floor plan and pointed out the two bricklayers how to do wherever they are, how to connect the stove and the kang head, how to move the fire flow, and finally where the smoke exhaust chimney goes.

The two bricklayers are a father and son. They signed a death contract with the Shen family and would definitely keep secrets. But after observing for a while, He Jin discovered the problem.

The two of them are not lazy in their work, but they are not diligent and quick at all.

Even under Shen Xiu'er's nose, they were still slow. Following this process, He Jin probably might have to sleep on the street tonight.

What made He Jin feel even more terrified was that he carefully looked at the father and son's eyes: the old man was turbid and numb, like a walking corpse, and his twenties was still ignorant and had no desire or longing for life.

Realizing this, he thought for a while and said, "Two guys work harder, do it before night, and each person's labor is 50 cents."

This sentence seemed to have magical magic. At least, the son bricklayer's eyes flashed and asked in disbelief: "Little official, do you give us the wages?"

"Not give..." He Jin waved his hand and saw the fire in the eyes of the bricklayer suddenly extinguished. But then, he pointed at Shen Xiu'er and said, "I won't give it, but she will give it."

Shen Xiuer was stunned: "He Jin, this is my Shen family's craftsman. I still have to pay for my work?"

"Not bad." He Jin looked like Shen Xiu'er was determined to eat, and looked at the prototype of the kang that was gradually forming, and his waist was straightened: "I must have seen it now. I'm not talking nonsense. If you don't want to cooperate, I would rather sleep on the street tonight than go to find other merchants tomorrow!"

Shen Xiu'er was angry, but she knew that He Jin could say and do it, so she could only say unwillingly: "Two bricklayers, who have to die of forty cents a day, why did you ask me to pay fifty each?"

"Because you didn't stand up in time when I was beaten!"

When he mentioned this, He Jin was extremely depressed: Of course he was not a fool. He appeared as soon as he was beaten up. How could such a coincidence happen in the world?

So, he was furious and said, "I have changed my mind now. I have a hundred dollars in salary per person. If I don't agree, I will lose it!"

When the two bricklayers heard this, they were stunned. The father quickly pulled his son and knelt down and said, "Little Official, we are wrong. Please don't argue with the lady..."

"Two hundred documents per person, cash it on the spot!" He Jin was unmoved and continued to increase his investment.

Shen Xiu'er was so angry that she clenched her teeth: Of course she didn't care about the few hundred cents, but she didn't understand what He Jin was doing.

"Five hundred texts per person!"

"Okay!" Shen Xiu'er finally lost. In front of He Jin, who was cunning and ruthless, she was really no match.

After waving his hand, Yue'er asked him to take out one or two silver turfs and hand them to the old bricklayer, she couldn't help but give He Jin a blank look and complained hatred: "I really don't know what you think!"

He Jin didn't explain, but laughed and said, "You can see it yourself."

The two bricklayers were stunned for a while. After reacting, they immediately kowtowed three times to He Jin.

After that, they did not say anything, but put all their strength into their ability to work hard. The father and son cooperated tacitly and their efficiency was more than three times faster than before!

In a short while, the father and son basically put up the kang. The zigzags, concave zigzags, gray ponds, stoves, and chimneys were not left.

At this moment, Shen Xiu'er still seemed to understand it, staring at her puzzled bright eyes and asked, "He, He Jin, you paid a lot of money to make them work faster? Yes, but after they signed a death contract, they should work for us..."

"A document can sign someone's body, but it cannot sign someone's heart." He Jin didn't understand Shen Xiu'er's idea of ​​Ming Dynasty people, and said: "It is natural to make money by working and making money. Even if you are from the Shen family, you cannot deprive them of the right to pursue a better life."

The father and son were stunned when they heard this.

The son then worked harder. However, the old father couldn't help but feel a sore nose, and the tears left behind washed away a trace of turbidity and numbness...
Chapter completed!