Chapter 23

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Chapter 23 Charcoal Burning Ideas 

    Dumplings are delicious, but they are not good for Mr. Lin Laogen Zhou. For the accustomed country folks, making dumplings is very simple. 

    Kneading noodles and chopping stuffing, division of labor and cooperation, half an hour of kung fu kitchen stove was filled with a chubby dumpling that was squeezed in vain. When the water boils, the dumplings are delicious and gratifying when they are thrown down and rolled. Wu Qingyuan's appetite was appetizing. 

    Other people in the kitchen were also drooling. Lin Tianbao, who came back from buying pig's feet, jumped up happily. The food in the village was poor, wotou wild vegetable porridge, and fragrant pork and cabbage dumplings. This is something you can only eat during the Chinese New Year. Who has seen you? All greedy. 

    After the pots were installed and the vinegar was poured, everyone gathered around the stone platform under the big tree in the yard. 

    Lin Laogen was still angry about the pig's feet and decided not to sit in the same room with his mother. He was so hard-tempered, but he called the two little girls in the second room to eat dumplings together. 

    "Brother Wu, your house will be able to live in two days after drying. Uncle Minger will help you to see and pick a good day before moving..." 

    Lin Laogen said while eating dumplings. The villagers are superstitious and start doing things. Happy events have to pick a date. 

    "My brother Zhou and I don't understand this. Uncle, you can help me see it, but there is something, I want to discuss with you." 

    Wu Qingyuan doesn't believe this, but he does the same in the village and nodded while eating dumplings. . 

    Lin Amo, brother Zhou and a few children also gulped, listening to the conversation of the two'elders', and then the two teenagers took time to make dumplings for Lin Laogen and Wu Qingyuan respectively. The atmosphere on the table was warm and warm. lively. 

    "Whatever you talk about, you can just say it if you have something." 

    Lin Laogen was happy. At this time, discussing things with him is basically responsive. 

    Wu Qingyuan was not hypocritical. While eating dumplings, he slowly said that he wanted to build a carbon kiln and burn charcoal to make money. 

    He had this idea when he heard the villagers mention carbon when he was repairing the house. It was just that during this period of time, he had been busy with resettlement and house repairs, and he never had a chance to say it. 

    The amount of gold he brought from modern times is large enough for him to live a lifetime, but it’s not his xi_ng style to live on savings like this. No matter whether you have money or not, you have to find something to do. Money is not too much for anyone. . 

    He had a little idea about his future life plan. He had been engaged in the employment business for so long in the previous life, and after the end of the world he was in intrigue with people in the base. He was tired of that complicated life, and now he wanted to live a peaceful life. 

    These days, he also carefully observed the life in this world. After pondering for a few days, he found that the villagers here are really poor. 

    Although starving to death, the distribution of asset levels is very uneven. Each household does not own much of its own assets. Take the land that they depend on for their livelihoods, most people have only a few acres of land bought by themselves, and the rest They are all land owned by the rented landlords, and they pay a large amount of money or grain as rent every year. 

There is an apocalyptic man in the village [Rebirth] (MTL)Onde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora