Zhao Feng said that raising fire is just half-baked. Erqiao has strong ability to do things. After a while, the chicken and rabbit have been killed and roasted on the branches.

Killing Chicken's exquisite folding small steel knife successfully attracted Zhao Feng's attention again. Erqiao washed the knife and folded it, "This knife is not sold outside, our village made it ourselves."

Just like this, the topic was successfully pulled on Qiao Qiao, and Zhao Feng said he wanted to do it.

No, Erqiao only has one handful, and after a while, the meat is roasted, he still needs to be cut. Qiao Qiao has one handful on her. OK, so she took it to him again. If he didn't know that he was a noble man, he would really think that he was a greedy person and wanted whatever he saw.

Zhao Feng took the folding knife that Qiao Qiao gave him and looked at it again and again, then put it away like a baby, without any embarrassed expression on his face, so it was so natural.

Before long, the game on the shelf smelled fragrant. He drank the homemade rice wine, one sip of meat and one sip of wine. The three were drunk happily. At first, Zhao Feng was worried that Qiao Qiao was small and could not drink it. He just wanted to let it go in a small sip, but he didn't expect that Qiao Qiao would sip one by one, and was not inferior to these two big guys at all.

Just steal wine and drink it for practice.

These three just drank and said endless words until Mao Liang was sent to find the three of them by the people in the village. He was so anxious that he only said that someone broke into the village and asked him to go back quickly.

Who dares to break into the village with courage? Erqiao runs faster than anyone else, Zhao Feng is also very good at it, and he can only be with Erqiao, but he has no worries about Qiao Qiao, so he slows down.

It turned out that it was a servant named Mu Yu next to Zhao Feng. At that time, Zhao Feng entered the mountain and was waiting for people outside the mountain. He couldn't wait for people to go out, so he broke into the gorge alone and asked why he didn't say anything, and just put it on the shelves.

"Young Master, are you okay, young master?" The servant who was stopped outside the gorge shouted desperately when he saw his son.

One day in a good mood, he was disturbed by his servant. Zhao Feng changed his face that was completely different from that on the hillside and scolded him, "Go back and receive the punishment yourself."

"Young Master, something urgent is happening. People from the city are outside the forest. Please go back immediately." Mu Yu whispered.

"However, what's the matter?"

"I haven't said it."

Zhao Feng pondered for a while and said that if he didn't talk about specific things, it would be a big thing. He had to rush to Xilin Mansion City immediately.

After briefly talking to Zhang Hongyu, Hu Daoba and others, he left the village. Before he walked back, he saw the little girl in a light blue skirt saying something to the two big wolves. After a while, the wolf ran to him.

"I'll ask two wolves to send you out of the Shitan Forest Farm. When you arrive on the road, you can send it back." Qiao Qiao shouted and waved to Zhao Feng. Before he could answer, she turned around and went home.

Zhao Feng smiled, bowed to everyone, and then got on his horse and left.

Zhang Hongyu was worried that he didn't know what would happen.

Two days later, Xiangshuizhai received a letter sent by Zhao Feng from Xilin Mansion City. There were two things in total. One was that the iron transaction was temporarily suspended.

Second, he will not set off and return to Beijing in the future, and there will be no specific details.

Qiao Qiao was as lazy as ever. She locked her in the room every day and immersed herself in her beautiful paintings by the Xiangshui River. The paintings were made of paints specially used for paintings that the godfather bought for her to come to the city. For this reason, Qiao Jianshan once again felt that his father's status was almost out of control.

As I painted, I thought about it. Since I was born in this dynasty and couldn’t go back to the modern world, I should try to make myself more comfortable and make my relatives live better. People should not let themselves down for life.

After drawing for several days, the paper was a lot of waste, and it seemed like it was almost done. I quickly found a few godfathers to discuss. The current teaching academy, the yard where Mr. Zhang lived, has become a good place for meetings. Qiao Qiao took a large paper and there were three godfathers, including his biological father, Zhang Hongyu, Chen Geng, Qiao Zhen, Qiao Wu and Su Hong.

Tap water is used to divert water from the high waterfall, build artificial canals, and each household connects a pipe into the kitchen. There is no faucet, right? Then there is a long flow of water. Each household designs a drainage channel. Anyway, the water flow is not flowing, and it doesn’t cost money.

The toilet, here, this toilet is the most unbearable thing Qiao Qiao wants to rebuild it. It can be flushed. At least the place where people stand above press wood boards and bricks to build sewers. The sewers lead directly to the septic tank outside the entrance of the canyon, and there can also be natural organic fertilizer to be placed in the rice fields.

The houses should be built in an orderly manner. The row of houses is the most dependent on the lake. The single one and the smaller the population are, and each household enters the house with one door. When you enter, you will have three bedrooms, one living room and a kitchen and a bathroom. The second and third rows in the back will build an independent courtyard, which is similar to the ones you live in now. Each household and one yard has a wall, and the yard is paved with lime, so that the yard can be dried. As for the size of the yard, how many rooms can you spend, it depends on how much you can spend.

The fences of pheasants in the lake are ready, so fruit trees, weeping willows, flowers and plants are planted around the lake. The roads on both sides of the lake are paved with gravels, so that it is convenient to enter the iron farm to pick up goods, and the roads are not muddy on rainy days.

Look, these are the renderings I drew. Qiao Qiao spread the pictures and explained them one by one. Of course, she only knows how to talk about the war on paper. The things she wants to do are all kept by the men in the village who want to recruit.

The elders in the room looked at Qiao Qiao, looking disbelief and without saying a word, with three words written in neat expression: Are you finished?

"Ah, that's it, is there any problem? The simplest one, the complicated ones can be built without conditions, and I can't design them."

Qiao Qiao nodded. This design is suitable for the village, and it is not much difficult.

"I said, "Girl, why don't you go to heaven?" As a disciple of the three old men in the village, Qiao Wu had a share in the major decision-making in the village.

"What do you mean by going to heaven? You can't stop it?" Old Master Chen glared at Erqiao, and he could not stand anyone questioning his granddaughter, nor could his grandson do it.

"It's feasible, I support my granddaughter anyway." Mr. Chen was the first to express his opinion.

"I mean the same as my old man." Qiao Jianshan had nothing to say, but his daughter said it was OK.

Su Hong also agreed, "This is completely reasonable, I don't object."

Hu Daoba, Tian Ping and Wu An, the plan to fuck his daughter is definitely fine, and there is no problem, and there is no conditional support.

The rest of Mr. Zhang, everyone looked at him.

Wonderful! The word "Miao" by Zhang Hongyu is equivalent to passing it, and the rest will not be what Qiao Qiao has to worry about.

"As such a big project, we don't have enough money in our account."

As soon as Su Hong, the shopkeeper, saw the picture, he was thinking about the total accounts.

"The accounts of the government in the infrastructure village are made by each yard and house based on the amount of money and the amount of money they own," said the company.

Qiao Qiao had already thought that the money sold by each store in the village was enough to build a house by herself, and the public account in Aunt Hong also had enough money to use for infrastructure.

Su Hong smiled, then she had nothing to worry about.

"Okay, then register first, see the wishes of each family, and start construction after harvesting late rice."

Tian Ping's eyes cannot be separated from the paintings of his fucking daughter. It's so beautiful. Who doesn't want to live in such a place?
Chapter completed!