Chapter 43

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 Having made up his mind, Yuanye asked Gambo to find Uncle Da Zhuang. ∑ Yuanye would look for him from time to time. Uncle Da Zhuang is almost used to it. Throughout this year, Yuanye has added at least ten taels of silver to his income.

 In addition to building two warehouses for storing wood and charcoal, a night watch room, a kiln, and a few sections of walls to enclose a yard, it is completely enough for the charcoal kiln. After listening to Yuanye's words, Uncle Da Zhuang said, "There is a small courtyard at the entrance to the mountain. It used to be Uncle Niu's. After Uncle Niu was picked up by his son, the yard was idle. I heard that Uncle Niu's The deeds of the house were given to the village chief and asked to help him sell them. If you want to build a new house, you might as well buy the yard. I will bring you two more carts of bricks to build a kiln, and it will be ready

 . Of course Yuan Ye was willing. After asking the village chief, he found that Uncle Niu Sans yard was indeed for sale. Because it is located close to the mountains, there are only four rooms, and they are earthen houses, so the price is not expensive. I originally wanted to sell it for 6 taels, but it has been sitting there for too long and has not been sold. The village chief made the decision, and Yuan Ye gave me 5 taels.

 Within a few days, Uncle Da Zhuang pulled the bricks back, and Yuanye worked for two days, finally completing the charcoal kiln. Because the charcoal kiln is also the key to making charcoal, Yuanye didn't let Uncle Da Zhuang invite anyone else, just the two of them. Yuan Ye believed in Uncle Da Zhuang’s character, and he would never let it out if he said it would be kept secret.

 Now that the location is secured, the next issue is manpower. Yuanye thought about it and decided that the wood could be purchased from the village. It would be enough for him to hire two people, so that there would be fewer people and it would be easier to keep it secret.

 On the morning of the third day, Yuanye was still lying in bed. Zhao Xiaoyu came out of the kitchen and saw that the noodles had been cooked, so he turned around and went back to the room to wake up.

 "Yuan Ye, get up." Zhao Xiaoyu pushed him gently.

 "Well..." Yuanye snorted with his eyes closed and stopped moving again.

 Zhao Xiaoyu chuckled and put his freshly washed hands into Yuan Ye's quilt.

 "Hiss!...It's so cold!" Yuanye screamed in the cold. He was half asleep, but when Zhao Xiaoyu was frozen, he woke up completely.

 Realizing that it was Zhao Xiaoyu, he quickly put both of his hands under the quilt.

 "Why are your hands so cold? Are you wearing less clothes?"

 Zhao Xiaoyu moved his arms. "I'm wearing so much, but I'm not cold at all. I just washed my hands with cold water."

 Yuan Ye pinched his nose . After a moment, he said, "You're disobedient again. You've already prepared hot water, but you still touch the cold water!"

 Zhao Xiaoyu rubbed his nose, "That's it, just go with it. I'll get you some clothes. Get up quickly, the noodles are about to boil."

 "Hmph!" Yuanye

 took the cotton-padded clothes he handed and put them on one by one.

 "Who do you want to invite to the charcoal kiln?" Zhao Xiaoyu asked.

 "I don't know yet. Do you have anyone to choose?"

 Zhao Xiaoyu shook his head. He didn't know many people.

 Yuan Ye finished washing up and pulled Zhao Xiaoyu out, "You have been studying for so long. From now on, I want to leave the accounts of the charcoal kiln to you."

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