Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Big payout!

No matter how he calculated it, Zhao Chuanxin felt that he had lost money.

In the diary, he lost 1 bottle of stamina potion, 1 bottle of antidote potion, devil's vine, and healing leaves!

In reality, he lost a piece of devil's ivy!

Not to mention that the pocket technology is not worth mentioning, even if it does succeed, it seems that the gain outweighs the loss.

Especially the devil's vine. Losing the devil's vine made Zhao Chuanxin extremely heartbroken.

There is no regret medicine in the world. If you choose him again, you will take other side tasks and will definitely not go into this muddy water.

[I was very angry, so I took out the elf carving knife and prepared to kill the poisonous firefly that almost killed me to vent my anger. 】

This frightened Zhao Chuanxin and he quickly stopped him: "I'm just saying angry words, I won't really do it."

No matter what, keep it for now!

[I went down the mountain with two poisonous fireflies. After struggling for half the night, I was exhausted and found a safe haven to rest. 】

Zhao Chuanxin wanted to continue, but he was not willing to waste another bottle of physical potion on this mission.

So, he closed the diary with a sigh.

After many experiences of being exhausted, he gradually found the trick. If you want to fully recover your physical strength, you must wait 24 hours.

He stood up, took out the spider legs, and swung them out just like in the diary.

brush!

Sure enough, the spider legs that popped up even had a sonic boom effect, and the speed was amazing.

If this were done to someone, even a serious martial arts master wouldn't be able to react!

The arm swinging speed, coupled with the pop-up speed, is so fast that it’s scary!

Try swinging the knife again to make the spider's legs shrink.

The movements are a bit stiff and awkward, and whether it works well or not needs practice to prove.

After retracting the spider legs, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly took out the revolver like a prank, twirled his fingers in a circle, and quickly pointed forward as if to fire.

The children who were peeping nearby brightened up when they saw it.

They lack vocabulary and cannot describe it, but in short, they cannot escape from the word "handsome".

Zhao Hongzhi came over claiming his nephew's identity: "Uncle, carve a pistol for me."

The wheel spun twice more in his hand and was inserted back into the holster.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the elf carving knife and picked up a piece of wood on the ground. The sawdust flew up. Carve a rough outline first, then slowly modify it.

It didn't take long for the prototype of the revolver to appear.

This is my grandfather. What's the big deal if my grandfather wants a wooden pistol?

Zhao Hongzhi held a wooden pistol and imitated Zhao Chuanxin's movement, but unfortunately he was not skilled and the wooden gun flew out directly.

"Play with me for a while!"

"I want to play too!"

When Liu Guogui and the others came back, they pulled a cart full of cloth.

He came to Zhao Chuanxin: "Who did you ask for this?"

"There are so many clothes, and I want to make money for them. Let my sister-in-law take the lead and find women in the village to train them to do needlework. This kind of clothes is different from ordinary clothes."

It's okay if he can only do it for himself. With so many people, each one does his own thing, who will be exhausted?

Shirts and jackets are a little more difficult, thermal vests and thermal pants are much easier.

Zhao Zhongyi's mother-in-law was very happy to hear that she could earn money to support her family by doing needlework.

Zhao Zhongyi said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Your sister-in-law wants to do it by herself. She said she doesn't need anyone else in the village. If you are clumsy, you have to teach her from scratch."

Want to eat alone?

How should I put it, my vision is still a bit narrow.

Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile: "Don't worry, we are not a one-time business. When the insurance team's clothes are ready, wear them out and play outside every day. The rich and wealthy people in the city will definitely be willing to pay for them if they see them. . When the time comes, I can’t rely on my sister-in-law alone.”

Zhao Zhongyi was not willing to share the profits, but it was difficult to refute, so he had to agree.

Seeing that he still couldn't think about it, Zhao Chuanxin explained: "Don't just look at the small profits in front of you. If this business can be spread, it is not impossible for us to open a tailor shop in the city in the future."

Making suits, coats, shirts, and trousers, these skills cannot be learned by just looking at the clothes in front of you. There is still money to be made by opening a clothing store.

If Zhao Chuanxin is diligent enough and takes out whatever is in his head, it will be easy to support his family, not to mention making a lot of money. It's a pity that he is used to being lazy and doesn't want to make money even if he has money.

Zhao Zhongyi's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Brother, you still have more ideas. Even when it comes to opening a shop, we have no experience."

Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly said: "We'll talk about that later."

It's impossible to talk about what to say and to shoulder the burden. It's impossible in this life.

Delay Dafa cures all diseases!

Zhao Zhongyi left.

But within two hours, I hurried back again.

"Your sister-in-law told the village, but everyone is afraid of losing money and delaying farm work. No one is willing to do it."

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether you do it or not. But Zhao Chuanxin has to get his capital back.

He thought for a while and said, "Then let my sister-in-law tell them that I paid the wages and I won't let them work in vain."

That's no problem.

Rural people are not willing to try new things and like to hide their wealth.

Zhao Zhongyi was a little embarrassed when he saw that Zhao Chuanxin wanted to pay for his wages.

Everyone takes advantage of it, but Zhao Chuanxin bears the risk himself, which is somewhat unjustifiable.

"It's okay, brother, just go ahead and say it. But as agreed, I will pay for the work. If I make money in the future, the profits will be mine alone, and I won't share them with everyone."

"It should."

Zhao Zhongyi left happily.

The old lady in the Goryeo family is gone. After she was hastily buried before, she has no relatives anymore.

There is no land to farm here, so he hangs around Zhao Chuanxin's place all day long practicing spear and sword practice.

His hands were thickly calloused, and now he pulled the bolt and fired, his movements faster and more agile than Zhao Chuanxin. Blacksmith Guo's crudely made knife had its edge curled when he stabbed it.

Wiping his sweat, he came to Zhao Chuanxin and said, "These guys don't dare to come here anymore, but everything has been fine these days."

"Haha, there will be a big mess soon." Zhao Chuanxin smiled pointedly. "There will eventually be a war between Little Japan and Tsarist Russia, but the battlefield will be in the Liao region, but our place will be affected to some extent. Those spies are pervasive, especially those with horsebeards and tackles, and will receive a large amount of money and weapons supported by them. Those gangsters are not easy to deal with. Once they have money and guns, they will definitely start to swell, and sooner or later they will come to us for a head-on confrontation."

His aim was not without purpose.

Soon, the Russo-Japanese War will begin. Although the main battlefield is in Liaodi, espionage activities in the rear are spread throughout the three northeastern provinces.

They supported each other's beards, attacked each other, and destroyed the army's rear facilities. Of course, there were also many disobedient ones. They took weapons and money to work but did not do anything, and the two countries were half angry to death.

However, these gangsters who received money and weapons caused great damage to the three northeastern provinces.

In the end, it is the people at the bottom who suffer.

Zhao Chuanxin had no way to explain these things, so he could only make insinuations and speculate in a tone to make the people around him feel prepared.