Ancient Doomsday Traveler

Chapter 62 covers a wide range of topics.

Lin Xiu quickly moved two steps away and sat down on his own bed.

This woman speaks in a sarcastic and insinuating way, and her eyes are always flashing with murderous intent. She's deadly!

"You flatter me, my taste has been spoiled by you and my former boss. I'm afraid I can't pass the test of an ordinary girl."

He said something.

Yao Rongrong giggled and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, sir? Getting married, having children, and living a good life isn't about looking with your eyes. But if you say I'm pretty, I'll accept your compliment for now."

"I'll set off tomorrow. I've had enough of Lijiaji. And as for 'Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils,' you've talked about A'Zhu to death about it, sir. I don't want to hear it anymore. That's all."

Lin Xiu sighed, "Is that so? Well then, never mind. I was originally planning to give you another gift, but since you're in such a hurry, then forget it."

Yao Rongrong blinked, her expression softening slightly: "Didn't you already give me a horse, sir? That's enough. What else do you want to give me? I really have no way to repay you for this."

Lin Xiu laughed and said, "Heroine, don't underestimate yourself. In my opinion, the cultivation method you taught me and the Qi-boosting and health-preserving pills you found for me are more than enough."

I've only prepared a horse for you; it's really nothing. I'd feel bad if I didn't prepare something else for you.

And speaking of that thing, I'd really like to try and see if I can make it.

Yao Rongrong's curiosity was piqued, and instead of refusing immediately, she asked, "What is it that you wish to give me, sir?"

Lin Xiu smiled at Yao Rongrong, but did not answer.

Yao Rongrong couldn't help but feel a little itchy.

What the hell is that storyteller up to now?!

Outside, children were still teasing the donkey, when Han Cheng's voice suddenly rang out: "Go away, go away! I've told you the donkey is powerful, but you keep teasing it. Be careful, or the donkey might get angry and kick you with its hooves!"

The children ran away laughing, but the donkey snorted at Han Cheng, seemingly quite displeased with Han Cheng's actions in chasing the children away.

Han Cheng ignored Brother Donkey and went into the house. He first bowed to Yao Rongrong, and then said to Lin Xiu, "Brother Lin, with your help these past two days, I learned the whereabouts of Brother Xu and Taozhi, and also got such a good storybook from you. But the dried vegetables you gave me are really too little."

I've come to ask Brother Lin if there's anything else you and your siblings need. I have some savings I've accumulated in Lijia Village that I can exchange for you."

Even when asked to make a request, Yao Rongrong remained silent, looked at Lin Xiu, and handed over the power of choice to this annoying storyteller.

The storyteller Lin Xiu said, "I don't need anything else, but there's one thing—I'd like to ask the village carpenter and blacksmith to help me make something. Is that alright?"

Han Cheng said, "Alright, I'll go and talk to them. I'll do everything in my power to help them."

He paused slightly, then asked, "What does Brother Lin want to forge? Do you have enough wood and iron? Do you need any assistance?"

Lin Xiu said, "That flatbed truck outside has some timber, but it's definitely not enough. However, we only need a little more. I wonder if there's any left in the village?"

As for iron, I don't know how much is needed, and I don't know if my idea can be realized. If it can't be realized, then it's better not to use it at all.

Han Cheng was confused: "Brother Lin, what exactly do you want to do?"

Yao Rongrong had already guessed: "Sir, you want to dismantle this donkey cart and make a new one?"

Lin Xiu nodded and said, "That's right. This donkey cart is too rudimentary and has no shock absorption. It's too uncomfortable to ride in, and it shakes so badly. We still have to walk."

If it could be improved even slightly, that would be even better.

Of course, this depends on the skills of the carpenters and blacksmiths in the village. If their skills are lacking, then even if I have ideas, there's nothing I can do.

Han Cheng was slightly surprised: "From what Brother Lin is saying, you even know a little about carpentry?"

Lin Xiu lied and said, "I read a strange book in my early years called 'Tiangong Kaiwu' (The Exploitation of the Works of Nature), which recorded many wonderful objects that left a deep impression on me."

There were plenty of boats and carriages, more exquisite than any I had ever seen.

However, I've only ever looked at it; I haven't tried collaborating with anyone to make it. This is just a small attempt.

Han Cheng exclaimed, "Brother Lin, you truly have a wide range of knowledge. No wonder you were able to write such a wonderful story as 'Journey to the West'!"

Yao Rongrong glanced at Lin Xiu, her eyes sparkling with admiration, but for some reason, she didn't want Lin Xiu to notice the admiration in her eyes, so she only glanced at him once before immediately looking away.

"The carpenters and blacksmiths in the village were the best craftsmen in Yancheng County back then. As long as Brother Lin explains it clearly, they should be able to make the things according to what Brother Lin says."

Han Cheng then said, "But there's no point in saying more. Let's go to Carpenter Yang's place. I'll lead the way, Brother Lin, please."

He said he was going out, and Lin Xiu and Yao Rongrong followed. When they came out, they locked the door, hitched the donkey cart to the donkey, and led the donkey to the village entrance.

That carpenter, Yang, lived at the entrance of the village, occupying a large courtyard.

The blacksmith Wang, whom I had noticed before, also lives here, next to carpenter Yang. He has an open courtyard, but it's not as big as the blacksmith Wang's house.

"Carpenter Yang, is Carpenter Yang here? I'll introduce you to the master!"

Upon arriving at Yang the carpenter's house, Han Cheng called out to Lin Xiu and the others, inviting them into the courtyard.

"Squeak~ Squeak~"

Brother Donkey pulled the donkey cart and followed Han Cheng, Lin Xiu, and Yao Rongrong through the courtyard gate. Once inside the courtyard, they saw a considerable amount of sawdust, some wood, and a number of tools such as saws.

Carpenter Yang was sitting under a tree, smoking a pipe.

If Lin Xiu wasn't mistaken, there wasn't a single shred of tobacco in the pipe; the fire was out, and no smoke was coming out.

This carpenter Yang is just bored.

"What master?"

Carpenter Yang frowned deeply, took the pipe out of his mouth, and said, "What kind of master? What's the use of a master? Can you conjure up tobacco shreds for me? Or tobacco leaves will do."

This damn world is a real mess! How am I supposed to live without tobacco?!

Han Cheng said, "Stop thinking about your cigarettes. With your addiction, no amount of cigarettes can satisfy you."

Last time the officials went to Yancheng County, didn't they manage to get some tobacco? They gave it all to you, and what did you do? You smoked it all in just two days.

Now all you can do is smoke a pipe to satisfy your craving, who can you blame?

Seeing this, Lin Xiu suddenly remembered something and said, "Speaking of tobacco, I did see some when I was in Mengzhou City."

Carpenter Yang's eyes widened, and he suddenly jumped up from the small wooden stool: "Is that really true?!"