Reborn Craftsman

Chapter 109 Golden Bean Steamer 【Reward for Fat Ant's starting point coins】

At dawn the next day, Liu Xing was woken up by Zhang Xiaoyu: "Brother, my sister and I have to pick up people. If you are hungry, go to the town to buy breakfast by yourself! There are too many people here." , I really can’t entertain you.”

"You want to pick someone up again? Who are you picking up?" Liu Xing asked curiously.

"Just like you, they're all bamboo craftsmen!" Zhang Xiaoyu sneered back, then turned and left.

"Bamboo craftsman?" Liu Xing frowned, and immediately understood the meaning of Zhang Xiaoyu's words. I'm afraid that these bamboo craftsmen were invited by Zhang Xinhua to participate in the repair of the golden bean steamer. The dozen or so last night were just one of them. Part of it.

"If you invite so many bamboo craftsmen, aren't you afraid that there will be too many bad things?" Liu Xing shook his head helplessly. He got up from the bed and walked out of the Zhangjia farm house slowly out of sight.

The reason why he walked slowly was that he wanted to see what the Zhang family was up to.

But unexpectedly, it was very quiet early in the morning, and I didn't see a few Zhang family members walking around in the farm house. Even if there were, they were some elderly people, all of them with stern faces.

"Did something happen to the Zhang family last night?" Suspicious Liu Xing thought for a moment, seeing that he couldn't think of a reason, he had no choice but to go to the town to buy breakfast.

There are only two breakfast shops in Banqiao Town, and they all sell buns. The business is very good early in the morning, and there is a long queue at the door.

Liu Xing looked at and shook his head, helplessly he also had to follow the queue.

Just when it was his turn to buy buns, a familiar figure of a little girl appeared in his field of vision. This little girl was Sikong Maomao.

Under the leadership of Sikong Lei, Sikong Maomao is strolling aimlessly at the street corner.

Seeing this scene, Liu Xing was stunned and quickly bought twenty meat buns with money, then smiled and walked towards the intersection where Sikong Lei and Sikong Maomao were.

The reason why he bought so many steamed buns was because he knew that if there were no accidents, the father and daughter Sikong Lei and Sikong Maomao must have eaten nothing last night.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Sikong Lei raised his head vigilantly, and when he saw that it was Liu Xing, he stood there in amazement: "Why are you here?"

"Of course I'm here, because this is Banqiao Town!" Liu Xing raised the meat bun in his hand: "Have you had breakfast with Maoma? If not, come together."

"Didn't eat it, brother!" When Mao Mao saw the meat buns, her saliva flowed out. She bit her index finger and ran to Liu Xing's side, her big happy eyes turned into crescent moons.

Sikong Lei's throat moved, he really wanted to say that he was not hungry, but in the end he chose to give up.

After all, Sikong Maomao had already said that he hadn't eaten, if he was rejecting Liu Xing's kindness, it would be a bit inappropriate.

The meat buns are just out of the cage, very fragrant.

Sikong Maomao took a bite, and the soup inside flowed out.

Liu Xing looked at it and smiled, and handed five meat buns to Sikong Lei: "Eat it! It won't taste good if it's cold."

"En!" Sikong Lei didn't show politeness to Liu Xing, and started to eat after taking it.

Liu Xing also picked up a meat bun and ate it bite by bite. Suddenly he asked Sikong Lei: "I'm curious, how did you come to Banqiao Town?"

"Come here by tractor, hehe..." Sikong Maomao raised his head and replied with a sweet smile.

"Oh!" Liu Xing suddenly realized.

No wonder they can see their father and daughter early in the morning, the original reason is here.

Sikong Lei said: "This Banqiao Town is the lowest location in the entire Hunan Province, and there is a large number of foreigners. If there is no accident, the place where my daughter-in-law was washed by the flood is here. If you can't find it in the next few days Seeing my daughter-in-law's figure or corpse, I'm afraid there will be no hope in the future."

"I will find it!" Liu Xinglian comforted.

"I hope!" Sikong Lei did not speak, but silently ate the meat bun in his hand.

Liu Xing gave the rest of the meat buns to Sikong Lei. He wanted to invite his father and daughter to the Zhangjia farm house together, but in the end he didn't say that. After all, Sikong Lei had his own things to do, so he insisted on it. For so long, it cannot be interrupted because of his invitation.

Then the weather was not good, and just as Sikong Lei was about to leave with his Sikong hat on, the sky began to rain heavily.

Seeing this, Liu Xing took Sikong Lei and Sikong Maomao to the nearest grocery store to hide from the rain.

After hiding for nearly an hour, the rain gradually became lighter, but it still didn't stop.

Liu Xing knew that going on like this was not an option, so he immediately bought two umbrellas from a grocery store, and handed one of them to Si Konglei: "I have to go back to Zhang's farm house, if you need help with anything, you can go there to find I."

"Okay!" Sikong Lei nodded, and watched Liu Xing, who was holding an umbrella, walk away and disappear into the street surrounded by heavy rain.

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Back at Zhang's farm house, Zhang Xiaoyu and Zhang Xiaoying had already returned.

The nine bamboo craftsmen also brought them back smoothly, but seeing how soaked they were, it didn't take much to think that they were drenched in a lot of rain.

Fortunately, it's summer now, and it's not a big deal if it rains heavily. If it's winter, I'm afraid I'll have to lie in bed this time.

Seeing Liu Xing came back, Zhang Xiaoying hurriedly dragged her to the backyard: "Why did you come back, I've been looking for you everywhere!"

"Why are you looking for me?" Liu Xing asked with a smile.

"Ten minutes ago, Qu Datong, his grandfather, and a dozen bamboo craftsmen who came last night all went to the backyard to study the golden bean steamer. If you don't come back, I'm afraid you will miss it!" Zhang Xiaoying saw the present behind him. The nine bamboo craftsmen who had been picked up earlier also walked to the backyard, and immediately quickened their pace.

Liu Xing knew that Sister Zhang was not joking, so he quickly followed her.

With a creaking sound, the door leading to the golden bean steamer in the backyard was pushed open. From a distance, Liu Xing saw Qu Datong whispering something to the old man in black.

As for Zhang Xinhua, and the other bamboo craftsmen, they stood by the window and raised their heads to look up at the huge monster directly opposite, holding their breath with solemn faces.

This 'big monster' merges with the high mountains in the backyard and looks like a whole. It has a waterwheel made of bamboo and wood in operation, and a millstone the size of a small cart goes deep into the ground, and there are dozens of round bamboo steamers. Mounted in strange fashion on the back of the 'huge'.

it.

It is the golden bean steamer.

The golden bean steamer that the Zhang family relied on to make a fortune.

Liu Xing's eyes widened as he watched, and his heart beat faster.

In his heart, he thought that the golden bean steamer was just a steamer made of bamboo. How could he have imagined that the real golden bean steamer was so different from what he imagined.

The golden bean steamer in front of me is simply uncanny workmanship. It should not be a handicraft that should be in the world, but it has appeared, which is really amazing.

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Thank you Fat Ant, Fan Chen Wei Mo, what’s wrong with Hu Ba, and so on for the rewards from brothers and sisters. This book has been updated regularly. There are messages and data that have not been read. Please bear with me. I just read the message. Speaking of martial arts, there is absolutely no such thing. This volume was originally written about the golden bean steamer, which is related to the Zhang family. There is no martial arts. Although they are all fictional, they also have prototypes, so everyone should read slowly. Well, the point of dislike is that the author believes that the following plot will be more exciting, and he will stick to his heart and write it down.

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