EVERYBODY IS KUNG FU FIGHTING , WHILE I STARTED A FARM

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Chapter 41: Guard-Breaking Golden Blade

Putting his desire to train in martial arts aside, Wang Sizhen confidently tapped on his chest. “You’ve come to the right person, Jiang He. We are professionals when it comes to building stuff. You want speed and quality? You could try a mild-steel mansion.”

“Mild-steel mansion?” asked Jiang He, shaking his head to indicate that he hadn’t heard about it.

Wang Sizhen smiled. “The usage of mild-steel as structural steel is a recent innovation in the country. Compared to traditional mansions, mild-steel mansions are low cost and more quickly completed. But the key is that their performance doesn’t lose out their traditional counterparts. In fact, they are better than concrete mansions when it comes to heating, as well as prevention against fire, flood, and earthquakes. Not to mention, they last a long time too.”

“Alright, let’s go with your idea.”

“Ah, yes. I have some design drafts for the mansion as well. Everything depends entirely on your style preference. There’s minimalistic, Northern European, or antique-style…”

Wang Sizhen was clearly prepared. He had brought along a tablet PC which had much data on construction plans, since he made a living off that line of work.

Jiang He picked an antiquated, small two-floor mansion. “Let’s go with this one. Big Onion Bro, do some calculations to check the cost and how long it’ll take. I’m also counting on you for the interior design after the house is built, so you can just name me a price.”

Wang Sizhen then asked Jiang He about some details, such as the mansion’s dimensions. Taking out a pen and paper, he sketched away for thirty minutes before saying, “Like I said, mild-steel mansions are low cost, and will only need around three hundred thousand bucks to build. Furnishing will depend on the materials you want, but there’s no rush for that since we can wait until the mansion is completed.”

“Alright,” said Jiang He. “I’ll transfer the money to you soon. Call up your crew to start work as early as possible since I might be busy soon. I’ll have to trouble you to keep an eye on things, Big Onion Bro.”

Wang Sizhen laughed out loud. “We are family, Jiang He—there’s no need to be so polite. I’ll call up the laborers and prepare the materials then.”

“What do you mean you’re family?” asked Wang Siyu.

She walked up to them, looking at her brother as she used her mind-reading ability on him. Hearing his thoughts, she immediately gritted her teeth. “Are you supposed to be my brother? You’re actually trading me for a cultivation method!” she yelled.

Wang Sizhen promptly turned and ran away.

Once he was outside the gates and saw that Wang Siyu wasn’t giving chase, he stood by the wall, poking his head over it and calling out to Jiang He, “Tidy up the stuff in your house, Jiang He. I’ll arrange for some men to come by in the afternoon to tear down the collapsed houses.”

As a matter of fact, Jiang He had no precious belongings in those collapsed buildings, although it would be a waste to just throw everything such as the kitchen utensils away…

Wang Siyu was rolling up her sleeves and ready to help, but Jiang He merely sat down to bask in the sun. “You don’t have to do anything. Come sit over here, I something to ask you. Just leave the menial work to Dumbo and Trumbo,” he said lazily.

At the same time, both the cat and dog stood up on their rear paws like humans, and started moving some bowls, plates, and chopsticks out of the house.