Chapter 177： Fairyland

Chapter 177 Wonderland on Earth

Mrs. Cui smiled even more happily and took a bite.

The good news went to share it with grandma, mother and aunt. Everyone was reluctant to eat, but they all tasted a little.

Jiayin then sat down, hugged the drumstick and ate it. After just one bite, the smell made her want to bark. If she put a tail behind her butt, she would be a cheerful little fat dog.

Everyone couldn’t stop laughing as they watched.

“This girl won’t lose weight even when she grows up!”

“Just by looking at the sweetness of the food, I’m always a greedy person.”

Mrs. Cui asked Sister-in-law Qiong to send another roast chicken to the west room for Li Laoer and Jiaren Jiayi.

Seeing this, Mrs. Li and others were reluctant to take action, but they only ate some chicken skins and wings, leaving the chicken for Jiayin's precious lumps.

Li Laoer and the others really didn't expect that there would be such a snack in the evening, and they were also very happy.

Two chicken legs were given to Jia Xi Jia An, and the wings were given to Jia Ren Jia Yi. The two brothers, Li Lao and Li, also picked up the chicken skin and gnawed the bones.

The moonlight in spring comes in through the cracks in the window and shines on the family, as if covered with a layer of soft gauze, warm and beautiful

More than one thousand taels of silver were thrown in, and the whole village was busy for more than a month. The investment was huge, but the rewards were equally gratifying.

Broken Gold Beach has completely changed its appearance now, especially the valley between the two mountains.

From a distance, the valley bottom looks like a big leaf, and the water pool is the fruit pressing the leaf.

The original small puddle has been enlarged a lot and is now two acres in size. The bottom of the pond is paved with smooth stones and fine sand to ensure the clarity of the pond water.

On both sides of the waterfall, there are several pottery pipes as thick as a sea bowl, which lead the cleanest spring water to the small courtyards and wooden houses on both sides of the waterway, ensuring that guests can use it with peace of mind.

In this way, the pool under the waterfall can also be opened, and you can enjoy boating in the water.

Each wooden house and small courtyard has a wooden trestle leading to the water pool and the outside of the mountain. Pottery pipes are arranged close to the trestle, like the veins of leaves.

The hills on both sides are lush and green, and the fruit trees are trying their best to stretch their arms, hoping to bloom and bear fruit as soon as possible.

And the millet under the tree is also secretly competing for the soil, hoping to produce a humble and low-hanging ear of grain in autumn.

Especially in the early morning, the mist of the hot springs fills the air, and the rising sun shines on the mountain wall on the west side, and then folds into the valley. It is like a fairyland on earth, beautiful and beautiful.

Mr. Yan was so tired that he was as thin and black as a living loach. He still looked like the **** he had been when he first came here.

He was wearing coarse clothes and trousers, with his trousers and sleeves rolled up, his hair **** randomly, holding a pancake in his mouth, standing next to the village chief, Uncle Zhao, Li Laoer and others, dancing excitedly.

“How about it, how about it! I just said I would build a paradise on earth! I didn’t lie to you!”

Everyone was in awe and didn't say anything for a long time. Although everyone saw it every day, this was the first time for them to appreciate it so quietly.

Is this the hot spring valley that the whole village worked hard to create?

From now on, this will be the cornucopia of their whole village!

No wonder everyone is fighting for it. It turns out that a hot spring can really change the world!

The village chief took the lead in saluting Mr. Yan and many craftsmen sincerely.

"Thank you Mr. Yan and all the masters for their hard work! Our village plans to carve a stone tablet and place it at the entrance of the valley. Your names will be engraved on it. As long as Broken Gold Beach exists, and as long as the hot springs are still flowing, everyone will remember you. Credit!”

Li Laoer and others also nodded, "Yes, such a wonderful workmanship, such a beautiful fairyland, let everyone know who worked hard to polish it."

“Yes, there is Mr. Zhou, don’t forget to add his name too.”

The craftsmen all declined, but they couldn't help being happy. “We just work for wages, and we don’t get much credit.”

“Yes, we are happy to see the results are so good.”

The village chief occasionally turned his head, only to see Mr. Yan squatting and biting into the pancake, his tears falling on the ground like raindrops.

He couldn't help but sigh. He really didn't understand what happened to a rich family. How could such a good child be looked down upon in every possible way.

It has been almost two months since Young Master Yan came to Suijintan. No one from his family has come to see him or bring him anything to eat or drink. He is really cruel.

"Master Yan, if you don't mind, I will leave a room for you in my yard. If you want to come and play in the future, you can just live in. Well, our village will always welcome you and be your second home, okay?"

The village chief patted Mr. Yan on the back with his rough big hands. Mr. Yan wiped his face carelessly, stood up and said with a smile, "Okay, uncle, we have an agreement!"

"Of course, uncle, can I still lie to you?" The village chief waved his hand generously and said to all the craftsmen with a smile, "From now on, everyone will come to play without charge."

Everyone laughed and thanked him one after another. Although they may not come over, they are happy to hear this.

Soon, the craftsmen continued to finish some small tasks, and the village chief and Li Laoer began to make accounts. They wanted to pay wages to the craftsmen, as well as the handymen hired from each village. They all had to settle the accounts together.

The craftsmen paid it off, but the handymen in each village were very happy. When they took a break, they would gossip around the villagers.

“Brother, if you come to take a bath in this hot spring, how much money will it cost?”

“Yes, a lot of people have been asking about it recently. I am afraid that all the nobles in the city will go here.”

“Yesterday I saw several people driving carriages to inquire!”

The villagers were proud and proud and responded, "We are new here and have no foundation. We plan to collect grain instead of money. For example, when a person enters the grain, he will be given five kilograms of coarse grain or two kilograms of fine grain, which is considered as entrance fee. Of course, he will need to eat and stay afterwards. And so on, plus extra money.”

The handymen were all envious, "If we had known that the gravel beach could really turn into a beach of gold, we would have occupied it first."

“Forget it, even if you occupy it, you still don’t have the money to build it so well.”

"That's right, this is more than a thousand taels of silver! We can't get it out even if we sell it."

“Brothers, I heard that you came from the mountains from the north and encountered wolves and bandits in the mountains? We feel weak in the knees. How did you survive?”

The villagers were even more excited and proud when they mentioned this, "Don't mention it, we came here with our heads in our hands. We were almost eaten by wolves that time, and everyone in our village was in trouble."

"What about the bandits? How dare you provoke them? I heard that bandits kill people without blinking an eye!" a handyman asked, his voice lowered, as if he was afraid that bandits would suddenly jump out.

The villagers laughed and said, "What are you afraid of? Bandits are also human beings. They don't have three heads and six arms, but they are really fierce and kill many people. Fortunately, we in the village are united, otherwise it would be over."

Everyone was chatting and laughing lively, and occasionally looked at Li Laoer and others with eyes full of hope.

Soon, Li Laoer calculated everyone's wages and distributed them all together. He also asked for the names of the craftsmen and planned to engrave them on the stone tablet.

When it was Mr. Yan’s turn, the village chief planned to give Mr. Yan eighty-eight taels of silver for work in order to get a good fortune, but Mr. Yan refused to give him life or death.

"I agreed when I came here that I don't need wages. I just like building houses! Besides, didn't the village chief leave a room for me? This is half of my home. Whoever works for the family needs wages? ah!"

The villagers had no choice but to keep it for him temporarily, planning to wait until Mr. Zhou came over.

(End of this chapter)