The gold belt for murder and arson.
The first thing Ma Teng saw when he woke up in the morning was his eyes flashed by the golden light beside his head.
"Zhoucao, what's so dazzling?"
I rubbed my eyes and realized it was a large gold brick.
When I saw the gold brick, I immediately woke up.
I don’t know if this gold brick has ever touched anything dirty, so I grabbed it and kissed it.
It was thrown into space casually.
Humming a little tune and wearing slippers, I went to the toilet and took a shower.
After feeling comfortable, Ma Teng walked to the faucet and washed himself.
I looked at my small yard and realized that I needed a small kitchen.
You can't just cook in the yard.
When I think of cooking, I think of the piles of briquettes and dry firewood that were packed into the space yesterday.
This is enough for Ma Teng to burn for half a year.
There happens to be a small space here. The two-meter-small space is more than enough to put a pot base.
You can use a tarpaulin to cover the top. There is a large piece in my space that I collected yesterday, and there are also a few small ones, which they should use to cover things.
I took out a piece at random and compared it. Not to mention, it was very beautiful. Even the dry firewood was covered with it, so I started working on it.
Isn't it just Chai Zao?
Moreover, there are still two pots in Ma Teng's space that were put away yesterday.
Not a thin iron pan, but a thick iron pan that is very sturdy.
This kind of iron pot for cooking and stewing is made by Gejin.
As for how to do it, Ma Teng came up with a perfect plan. Since bricks can be laid instantly in the space, can he just put in some reconciled yellow mud and build the stove directly?
Just think of it.
There is a lot of space for the yellow mud horse, and a pile was made when digging the basement.
It just comes in handy now.
While Ma Teng was collecting water and mud, a group of chickens and four big chickens watched Ma Teng waving the shovel and making gurgling sounds from time to time.
Sprinkle two handfuls of broken corn kernels in casually.
After a long time of reconciliation, it was barely up to standard. As for filling it with hay, it was better not to leave it. Where could Ma Teng find this stuff?
The stickiness is pretty good.
The spiritual consciousness covered it and directly collected a large amount of reconciled yellow mud into the space.
Ma Teng also entered the space, thinking about the kind of pot stove in his hometown. Although it was vague, the specific structure could still be explored.
Under the control of his mind, the bricks were evenly coated with yellow mud and laid up according to the imaginary shape.
Ma Teng also added his own ideas, including air science, conduction science, and thermodynamics.
Anyway, in Ma Teng's opinion, this wood stove is very perfect.
Very carefully move the stove out of the space.
An iron pot was placed on the stove, and the edges were tightly sewn with yellow clay.
Ma Teng walked around and looked at his masterpiece and was very satisfied. It was a pity that he used yellow mud. It would be better if there was cement, and then he put tiles on it.
There will be bread, and there will be wine.
The stove in Xinlei cannot be used now and needs to be allowed to solidify. It is estimated that it will be almost ready by evening.
There is still room here, so I just moved the three stoves that were stored away and put them here.
From now on I will cook here.
But today’s breakfast still needs to use the original small stove.
Take out the pot and put water in it, and set up a table here to put the chopping board.
Ma Teng still knows how to make dough.
Half an hour later, the freshly cooked noodles were soaked in the leftover chicken soup from last night, and Ma Teng sprinkled some coriander into it.
Very beautiful.
I patted my belly and hummed comfortably, lying on the lounge chair and brewing a cup of tea that I had received in the space yesterday.
Not to mention the taste is quite pure.
Squinting his eyes, he entered the space and began to sort out the things he had collected last night.
Fresh meat, bacon, and vegetables must not be taken out, and even rice cannot be taken out, but it is okay to take less.
There are a lot of small bags in Ma Teng's space. I took out those soybeans, mung beans, peanuts, melon seeds, walnuts, etc. into a small bag. It's not much, only about three kilograms.
There is still rice outside, no need to put it out, just throw it into the space first.
But when you see the money and tickets for moving boxes, you can count them now.
With all this, what kind of classes are there for me?
But after thinking about it, I immediately gave up this unrealistic idea.
If you don't go to work, you won't get paid, and even various receipts won't be issued to you. All the receipts issued by the street office are oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. During the New Year and festivals, they will also issue some cigarette and alcohol coupons. With good tickets, the subdistrict office will give priority to people with jobs, rather than those who live on the street.
In this day and age, these people believe that as long as you don't go to work, you are just a street kid, and you won't accept any rebuttal. If you don't do it, it will arouse public outrage and everyone will blame you.
Whether you work or not will be discussed later, but counting the money first is more important.
After pulling it open, there was some loose money on it.
The money below is tied up with straw rope, which makes it easier for Ma Teng to count.
The change was 2152.38, which was a lot in my hand.
There were bundles below. Ma Teng checked and found different amounts of money, a total of 37,000 yuan.
Then add the change, wouldn't it be a small amount of 40,000?
Unknowingly, you have 4 small goals?
Hey, it’s so boring. Is this how your life of lying down is over?
Just like some successful people, they wake up from a 100-square-meter bed as soon as they open their eyes, and drive a small e-mule to the bathroom to wash up. It is boring and boring.
After looking at the pile of gold bars, Ma Teng suddenly felt dull.
I always want to smoke out the smoke afterwards and express my emptiness.
As soon as this feeling came, Ma Teng suddenly felt lonely.
Just when Ma Teng was lonely, there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Ma Teng stood up and opened the door.
At first glance, it was Yan Bugui leading the master who visited the woodwork factory yesterday, followed by four young masters. Two windows had been moved in.
"Xiao Ma, get up. This is the master of the carpentry factory. He said he would install windows for you. The third uncle brought them to you." Yan Bugui completely forgot about the way he treated Ma Teng two days ago, and now he was smiling. Hehe looked at Ma Teng in the door.
Ma Teng couldn't come up and slap the smiling man to death.
He responded, "Hey, this is a rare thing. Thank you, Third Master."
Master, when will we install the windows? "
"That depends on whether it's convenient for you. If it's convenient for you, you can install it now." The master said.
"It's convenient, master. You can ask the masters to move the windows in."
Ma Teng opened the door, and the master walked in. Yan Bugui also wanted to go in, but Ma Teng stopped him.
"Third uncle, I'm busy at home today so I won't entertain you." After saying this, he asked the four young masters to move in the windows one by one.
Ma Teng took a look at the window. It looked good, but it was a bit too thick.
But there’s no way it’s going to be like this these days.
Ma Teng moved the small table over, took five cups and made five cups of tea.
"Masters, you guys have a rest first. I'll go and tidy up the house, and then we can start installing the windows."
The master sat down and took a sip from his tea cup. "Okay, you go ahead and do the work. We'll pretend when you're done."
Ma Teng turned around and went to the room.
It was impossible for a big bed to appear, so I just put it into the space, and then put out my previous small bed. Fortunately, I didn't lose my sheets and quilt.
Wrap the quilt with a sheet and quilt and put it on the small bed.
I looked elsewhere, but there was nothing.
There are also a few boxes in the cabin.
I went to the hut and put it away casually.
Put out a few old small cabinets as a front.
After doing this, I left the house.
"I'm sorry, masters. It's a bit messy if you live alone. I've tidied it up here. Let's start work. It's already done."
The master nodded without saying a word, and the four young apprentices took out tools from their bags, walked to the old window, and started tapping.
People who have the know-how are different and can loosen the window in a few seconds.
Two people went inside and two people were outside.
They moved out bit by bit, and finally the window was placed on their backs, directly to the side.
Then clean up the residue and measure the dimensions.
When I was done, I went to another window.
It didn't take more than an hour to remove the two windows.
An expert is an expert, and it doesn't matter if you don't accept it.
It's a little slow to install.
It was a bit heavy, so four apprentices carried it up together, while the master stood alone on the brick platform in the room.
Looking around and pointing with his finger, the apprentice continued to hit with the small wooden hammer in his hand, and did not stop until the master inside lowered his hand.
