Chapter 2872: Big Gap Between Today and Last Year

The lights were on, the stars looked particularly beautiful, and the moon was not visible at the end of the month.

Li Yi sold all the sugar, and the remaining ones were made into sugar figures and sugar paintings by the hired helpers and hangers-on.

The shop door was closed, and a piece of wood was used to block it. The sign turned over and became the word "Closed".

Li Yancheng pushed the wheelbarrow, put the things at home on the cart, and sat on the left and right of his future daughter-in-law and mother-in-law.

Li Yi picked up the burden again, looked around, and showed a regretful look: "Why didn't the person who said not to leave after school come?"

"He was called away by someone outside the school to do homework." Ling Sansan said.

"What a pity! Today is indeed the last time to sell sugar figures. The weather is warm, and people come out for a stroll and eat by the way."

Li Yi saw that people were sitting in the shops next to him one after another, and knew that some people didn't want to cook at home.

It was cold in winter, and the kang needed to be heated. Some people had stoves, and it was obviously not good to go out to eat, so they used the stove to cook food, and they didn't know how to do anything else.

The weather is warm, so I don't need to heat the kang anymore. I feel like I'm losing money if I cook by myself, as it wastes coal and firewood, so I go out to buy one.

Without having to pay rent, the catering industry is an industry with a high profit ratio.

Miss Qiu doesn't want to be a waitress, as it's difficult for her to take care of her mother, so she insists on renting. She earns more than a waitress every month.

Others want to rent, but Li's manor doesn't.

Making a fortune every day is not enough to describe the income of the commercial districts of Chang'an and Luoyang Li's manor, as there are many customers.

"Owner, can you find someone?" Li Yancheng thought the owner was angry.

"I'm free? Be careful. There's a railway ahead to the station, which is convenient."

Li Yi refused to cause trouble to others. The status difference was too great, so someone could just warn him.

When the small train station arrived, many people got off, but few got on. Some people from the village came out to watch the excitement at night.

This kind of small train is free for people over 55 years old, and children in the school are free.

At this moment today, most people who get on the train are children. Today is February 27th, the 29th day of this month, and the children have two days off and can go home.

The day before, I found that some children were running around and wasting time on the road, so they simply didn't go home.

One more day, the children don't have to study so hard, they can study at home, and if they don't study, they can work. It's just a dream to be served by their parents.

The children used the reward coupons to buy things, such as cooked food, wine, rice, oil, noodles, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

If they don't buy firewood, they can't move it. Is it enough to buy a small bundle of firewood to carry, right? How much money is appropriate?

Cooked food and wine are for the father and grandfather at home, and if the mother drinks, they drink together.

Some children also buy some snacks for themselves, and if there are younger brothers and sisters who don't go to school, they will make sure to bring things back.

"You can't get on the train with a cart." When everyone was about to take the train, they were stopped by the conductor, and she pointed to the side.

There were many wheelbarrows there, each with a sign hanging on it, saying that they could be stored for free, but they were not allowed to take the train.

"My mother is paralyzed, and I want to go to Lijiazhuangzi to see her." Qiu Xiaoniang explained the reason.

"Push the cart here, come back and take it after you've seen it, I'll give you a replacement card." The attendant explained the situation.

"I'm not coming back, I want to marry her, I'm from Li's farm, a craftsman."

Li Yancheng took out something and showed it to the other party.

"The craftsmen in Li's farm are short of a wheelbarrow? You can leave it for other shops in the farm, and you can go back and make one yourself."

The attendant still refused to let him go, you're a craftsman!

Li Yancheng was stunned and nodded: "That makes sense, if I leave it here, who will take care of it? I'm a farmer, take my cart away, I don't want it anymore."

Someone came over to take over, and Li Yancheng carried the things and his mother-in-law onto the car. Li Yi could get on the car with a shoulder pole, as long as he put the basket and the shoulder pole upright.

The attendant brought a blanket over: "It's cold at night, put it on the aunt."

"Thank you!" Li Yancheng thanked him and covered his mother-in-law.

"Chenglang, is it easy to make a cart?"

Qiu Xiaoniang asked, seeing that the cart no longer belonged to her. She bought the cart to transport things and carry her mother.

"You want it? I'll make one for you. Actually, I make this stuff, and the apprentice is responsible for simple work."

Li Yancheng didn't think it was a pity. It was just a cart, mostly made of wood and some nails.

He can make 30 carts a day with a lathe.

"Chenglang makes a pasta press?" Qiu Xiaoniang was satisfied. Our Chenglang is good at art.

"I don't make pasta presses either. I'm responsible for making the cylinder block in the engine, but I'm best at the valve body."

Li Yancheng shook his head. What technology does a pasta press have? There are so few parts, and the precision requirements are low.

And if it is replaced with the engine valve body of an airplane, its precision will be even a little bit worse...

"I don't understand!" Qiu Xiaoniang couldn't understand.

"I'll take you to the manor tomorrow to see how to make parts for airplanes and guns. Give me tools and materials, and I can slowly assemble an army by myself.

If there are really no good tools, you can get me some iron. It will take a long time, and I have to make the tools bit by bit first.

If there is no iron, I will dig iron ore myself, and then start from the worst kiln..."

Li Yancheng talked about his ability. As long as he was given time, he could start from mining and build airplanes.

Qiu Xiaoniang opened her eyes wide to listen. So amazing?

"Yancheng does have this ability." Li Yi nodded. The certificate of Lijia Manor is not easy to get.

Everyone who gets this certificate is a treasure, especially for such a young person, who can continue to improve.

The level of a 20-year-old eighth-level fitter has nothing to do with hard work. Hard work is just the foundation.

Otherwise, why would he go out to sell sugar figurines?

The small train rumbles to Zhuangzi Station. People on the train will watch to see which one is going to get off. Should they go down to eat outside, read UU www.uukanshu.net or go in?

The only people who can enter are the bankers and the sick.

Li Yi and four others went down, and a flatbed truck powered by a gasoline engine drove over.

"Proprietor, I'll pick you up. Come up and go to the hospital first. This is my biological mother, Miss Qiu, you're welcome."

The driver smiled and greeted Li Yi, and then ordered Li Yancheng.

"I know, Dad." Li Yancheng carried his mother-in-law into the car and found a seat.

Li Yi took the little robot out, ignored it, and left by himself.

The old woman looked very nervous: "Uncle, I have caused trouble for your family."

"What's the trouble? Everyone in Zhuangzi performs his or her duties, and there is no shortage of things at home. The children have an easy life.

It’s just that this kid in my family is ignorant and only focuses on making things.

Look at this broken car, it was made when he didn't get the certificate.

I'm left alone, otherwise who would use a car like this? Listen to the noise, it's buzzing and vibrating.

The proprietor knows that this car consumes one-fifth more liter of fuel to run 100 kilometers than the same fare. "

The man said that he also helped move things, looked at Li Yi, and smiled.

"Master Li is right. Yan Cheng built this car two years ago. He completed all the parts by himself. He was eighteen years old."

Li Yi affirmed that it does consume a lot of fuel. One-fifth of a liter of oil can drive several miles.

"No, no, it won't be possible if you ask me to make it now. My skills have improved."

Li Yancheng waved his hands and shook his head again, his face turned red. Fortunately, it was night.

Qiu Xiaoniang and her daughter looked at the exposed gasoline engine on the flatbed truck: "..."

Did one person make this thing? You can tell by looking at it that it is more difficult than a hand-operated noodle press.

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