I traveled to ancient times and wanted to be a mother. I made a fortune by relying on chicken babies

Soon, Grandpa Liyuan led Lin Qingchen to Mingfeng Mountain.

"Young man, don't blame the old man for not telling you. The old man on the mountain is not as easy to talk to as me. I want to see if you can ask Lai Liangqin to see your luck."

Before going up the mountain, Grandpa Liyuan gave Lin Qingchen a vaccination to prepare him mentally.

"I understand." Lin Qingchen nodded.

He was not surprised that anyone with some special skills would have a weird temperament.

Then the two went up the mountain.

"You two, please come back. Master doesn't see guests." Before they saw the master of piano making, the boy guarding the door had already issued an order to expel the two of them.

Grandpa Liyuan was not surprised. He looked at Lin Qingchen, intending to ask him if he was ready to return home.

Of course not, Lin Qingchen. As the saying goes, he has come.

"May I ask why?" He stepped forward and asked directly. Everything must have a reason.

"If you don't see me, you don't see me. Why is there such a problem? Let's go quickly!"

The boy didn't want to pay attention to them and started to chase them away.

"I came here today to meet the master of piano making. I won't go back unless I see him."

Lin Qingchen stood still and spoke loudly, expressing his determination.

"What's wrong with you..." The boy was a little impatient and stepped forward to push Lin Qingchen and drive them away.

However, despite all his efforts, he failed to push Lin Qingchen in the slightest. The boy was furious, but he also saw that Lin Qingchen was not someone to be trifled with, so he retreated to the door and closed the door with a bang.

"If you want to stand, just stand. Just be an extra guard dog!"

Lin Qingchen seemed not to have heard anything and still stood.

"Master Lin, this..."

Grandpa Liyuan didn't expect that Lin Qingchen would be wasting his energy here. He couldn't use up his energy.

Lin Qingchen understood and said calmly: "Grandpa, please come back. You don't have to stay with me here. I will go back after I get the piano."

This was exactly what Grandpa Liyuan wanted, and he was not polite to him. He also advised, "Mr. Lin, this piano maker has a stubborn temper. If you really can't get what you want, don't give up. In this world, There is more than one violin maker."

Lin Qingchen sighed secretly in his heart.

He is not the only one who makes pianos, he is the only one who makes such amazing things.

"Thank you grandpa for your kindness."

After saying goodbye to Grandpa Liyuan, Lin Qingchen stood at the door of the musical master, his body motionless but his heart active.

I wonder if this is a test for the master of piano making, to test the sincerity of the person seeking the piano.

This kind of plot is so bad...

But until the sun went down, no one came to pay attention to him. Lin Qingchen lost his temper and wanted to break the door for a moment.

He believed that no one could stop him, but reason controlled his actions and prevented him from making things worse.

Lin Qingchen thought it was time for him to change his strategy. He had time and energy to waste, but that didn't mean he wanted to waste it here.

Wouldn't it be nice to spend this time with your wife and children?

After thinking for a while, Lin Qingchen turned around and went down the mountain.

As he stretched out his hand, on the high building inside the door, the boy held up a telescope and peeked at Lin Qingchen. Seeing that he was gone, he couldn't help but feel very proud.

"How perseverant he is, he's not gone yet, he's only been here for a while."

midnight.

The boy who was sleeping on the bed suddenly smelled a scent, his mouth watered, and his stomach growled.

Who is it, eating without him in the middle of the night?

The boy was very dissatisfied. He got out of bed after smelling the fragrance and touched it all the way to the door.

Opening the door, I saw Lin Qingchen roasting chicken.

"Is it you?" The boy rubbed his eyes, thinking he was dreaming.

"Didn't you go back?"

Lin Qingchen said while roasting chicken: "I told you, I won't go back until I get Qin."

The boy curled his lips, but kept staring at the roasted chicken. He hummed, "If you don't reply, you won't reply. What are you doing?"

"Roasted chicken." Lin Qingchen raised the roasted chicken, "Don't you know him?"

"Why are you roasting the chicken?"

The boy was wandering around looking for something to say.

Hooked!

A smile appeared on Lin Qingchen's face, and he answered truthfully: "Eat, maybe I starved to death at the door, and you collect the body for me."

The boy thought that what he said was unfavorable, so he hurriedly cleared the relationship, "If you want to stay away, why should I collect the body for you?"

"Right."

Lin Qingchen nodded in agreement, then tore off a chicken drumstick and said to the boy: "Well, I don't know how long it will take to wait here to ask for the piano. I'll give you this drumstick. If I have something wrong, little brother, help me." It would be nice to collect the corpse, but I will expose it to the wilderness."

"You want to bribe me with just a chicken drumstick?"

The boy took the chicken leg and ate it, but it was still not enough.

"It's not enough, what about adding these?"

Lin Qingchen magically took out a pile of finished food from behind. Although the boy had a serious face, he was still a child after all. He could not withstand this kind of temptation. After a little resistance, he accepted everything.

Eat and eat, take and take.

When the boy was about to go back, he looked at Lin Qingchen who was waiting at the door. He felt a little embarrassed and said kindly, "You should go back. You came at the wrong time. My master just got a piece of good pine wood and planned to make a piano. But That wood is more than enough to make one piece, but not enough to make two pieces. Master is worried about this, so he doesn't see guests."

It turned out to be the reason...

Knowing the reason would be easier. Lin Qingchen thought for a while and asked, "Can you take me to see that piece of wood?"

The boy had just received Lin Qingchen's favor and couldn't refuse, so he agreed.

Leading Lin Qingchen to the backyard, Lin Qingchen circled the piece of pine wood twice and asked: "Give me a square pen and paper."

The boy didn't understand what he was going to do, but he subconsciously did as he asked.

After getting the ruler, Lin Qingchen began to measure the volume of the wood. When the boy saw that he was going to do something to the wood, he stopped him and said, "What are you doing? If you want to damage this piece of wood, the master will kill me."

Lin Qingchen smiled at him, "Don't worry, it won't be damaged. I'm here to solve the problem for your master."

The boy was dubious, but when he looked into Lin Qingchen's eyes, the look was inexplicably convincing, and he couldn't help but step back and let him go.

Then the boy stood aside and watched Lin Qingchen measure the wood again and again, and then write and draw on the paper. Tired from reading, he unconsciously fell asleep leaning against the wall.

When I woke up, it was already broad daylight.

"Master... Master..."

A familiar figure appeared in his hazy vision. The boy was startled. He lost all sleep in an instant and looked panicked. He didn't know how to explain that he had brought outsiders in and allowed outsiders to touch the master's precious wood.

However, the master violin maker was looking at a piece of paper with joy. On it was a design plan that Lin Qingchen designed last night to maximize the use of wood. This plan perfectly solved the problem of the master violin maker.