The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

"Huh?" Naoya was very confused about Shier's request, "Is that what you plan to do?"

"Well," Shi'er hummed softly from his nasal cavity, which was regarded as a response, and his expression was still relaxed, "How about it, isn't it a good deal."

"If I call you, you will really help me, don't you lie?" Naoya looked at Shier suspiciously, his eyes full of distrust, "You won't turn your back on it after listening to it, will you?"

"...Stinky boy, just tell me if you want to call or not, don't talk so much nonsense." At this moment, the lack of patience seemed to be exhausted at last, Shi Er stood up impatiently and hugged his chest and said, "Miss Now that you have this opportunity, don’t cry and beg me again later.”

"Who's crying...!" Naoya, who wanted to refute subconsciously, was slow to realize that he had indeed cried while hugging the person in front of him, and it had only been a few days, and he felt a little guilty and didn't want to continue. Head and lips murmured for a long while, and finally broke through the hurdle in his heart, and whispered, "Brother... let's do it."

"Tsk, the voice is so small, don't you usually yell loudly?" Shi Er sneered, but after all, he didn't make too much of it. He habitually rubbed Naoya's hair, took the hatchet in the opponent's hand, "Okay, stay away, I don't blame me for hitting you in a while."

Immediately afterwards, he picked up the bamboo lying under Naoya's feet with one hand, made a little gesture with the hatchet, and then neatly split the nearly seven or eight-meter-long bamboo body into five sections of approximately equal length. The speed of flowing clouds and flowing water is less than three seconds.

Naozai felt a burst of silver light flashing in front of his eyes, and squinted his eyes slightly to avoid the glare of the hatchet's reflection. When he opened his eyes again the next second, he saw the bamboo he had worked so hard to carry back, soft and tender in Shier's hands. Like tofu, it turned into a neat five-section bamboo tube, which fell to the ground in a haphazard manner.

And Shi Er took one of the bamboo tubes, and used the blade of the hatchet to make a slight cut on the smooth section, so as to fix the edge of the hatchet, and then he slapped his palm upwards, and the bamboo tube suddenly jumped upwards. Chong, along the edge of the knife, divided it into two halves as smoothly as silk.

From splitting the bamboo into half-moon shapes, the entire process took less than a minute, and even the handle of the hatchet was returned to Naoya before it was warmed up in his hands. hands.

Fortunately, Naoya had already been prepared for this, knowing that if Shier did it, it would not take much effort, so he wasn't too surprised, but he couldn't help but worry about it in his heart. How long will it take?

Thinking of this, Naoya glanced at the bamboo canal that Shier had cut, and subconsciously compared the gap between himself and the bamboo canal in his heart.

Hmm...a section of bamboo canal is nearly 1.3 meters long. Even if he can easily split the bamboo into sections, the split bamboo canal stands taller than him. If he wants to split it into a bamboo canal , You have to waste all your energy, stretch your hands and try your best to get up enough to barely split it, and maybe it will be so crooked that it can't be used at all.

There is no harm if there is no comparison, Naoya decided to stop the messy thoughts in his heart, and no longer persecute his heart that has already experienced the wind and rain. Anyway, since Shier has already done it for him, he can do it now.

It just so happened that Zhen Wang also came out with tools at this time, and was not surprised to see a bamboo canal that had been split on the ground, but handed all the things in his hand to Naoya, "Master, this is what you used to carve in the past. Carpenter's gloves, along with a file and chisel, should be able to clean out those bamboo septa inside the bamboo."

"Okay, thank you, Zhenwang." Naoya took the gloves and put them on, took two tools, walked to the bamboo canal in that place, picked two good-looking ones, well-proportioned in thickness, and prepared to start polishing those inside. Rough bamboo fiber, and asked Shier beside him, "By the way, can you help me get two more shelves for the bamboo canal? It's similar to the one for holding knives, but one is tall and the other is short, is that okay?"

"Tch, you're not welcome at all."

Although Shier didn't refuse immediately, he just grinned and was about to say something to dismiss Naoya casually, but saw that the other party had already picked up the tool and was concentrating on chiseling the bamboo diaphragm, while shouting without raising his head. , "Brother, brother, please, let's go."

That appearance, how perfunctory and perfunctory it is.

Shir: "..."

Unexpectedly, this stinky boy turned his back on the army. He clasped his fingers and slammed the other party's head twice, making two crisp bangs. After hearing the other party's painful cry with satisfaction, Shi Er Only then did I feel a lot more comfortable, so I picked up a bamboo canal and prepared it as a support shelf.

Zhen Wang stood by and handed some tea and towels to wipe the sweat for the hard-working two from time to time.

Leaving aside how easy it is on Shier's side, Naoya's side needs to keep polishing the inside of the bamboo canal to make it as smooth as possible, so that the noodle thread can flow smoothly in it and won't get stuck in the middle.

It’s just that grinding is a labor-intensive task, especially in a curved place like the inside of the bamboo canal. It’s even more inconvenient to polish. Fortunately, Zhizai has been training with Shier all the year round, and his hand strength is surprisingly strong. It’s just a few bamboo canals The effort is not particularly time-consuming.

After finally polishing the two bamboo canals, Naoya casually wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm, and didn't care about the smell of bamboo residue when he wiped his nose. He handed the bamboo canal to Zhen Wang and asked, "You put Rinse the two sections of the bamboo canal with water, then sprinkle some alcohol and set it on fire for a while to sterilize the virus, and finally wait for the shelf on Shier's side to be ready, and that's it." After a pause, he reasoned again Tsukuru solemnly reminded, "Be careful not to burn yourself."

"Okay, young master, don't worry." Zhen Wang took the bamboo canal with a smile, but saw that Naoya's face was full of sweat marks, and because he wiped off the sweat with his arm just now, his face was stained with a lot of bluish white. Bamboo powder, smudged the face that was slightly red from the sun, white and red, looks like a little cat, dirty and pitiful, she smiled and said, "Master, you should go wash your face first Bar."

Probably also felt the sticky itching on his face, knowing that his face might not be very good-looking now, Naoya nodded, and greeted Shier, asking the other party to try to finish the shelf as soon as possible, and then prepare to go back to the house Wash your face.

"Tsk." Shi Er replied impatiently, but saw that the person had already entered the house, so he didn't say much, and continued with the work in hand.

A small gadget like a shelf is not a difficult task for him. He has never seen a pig run and has eaten pork. He has seen a lot of similar knife shelves in the Zen Temple, so he just imitated one.

But after Naoya cleaned the dirt on his face, Shier disappeared, and he hid somewhere for a while, but fortunately, in the place where he stayed, there were two tall ones standing instead. A low, sloping bamboo and wood shelf.

"Er—!" Naoya looked at the frame, then looked around, put his hand to his mouth to make a trumpet shape, and shouted, trying to find the owner of the frame, but no one responded for a long time, he couldn't help muttering, "After such a short time, where did people go... Is this shelf stable?"

"If you are not satisfied, you can make another one yourself."

Suddenly, Shi Er's voice came from nowhere, and Zhizai was stunned, looking around quickly, but he was still nowhere to be seen. After a while, he finally couldn't help but frowned and shouted, "Where's you?"

There was another sneer, and Naoya seized the opportunity to scan in the direction of the sound. As far as he could see, there was only an oak tree thick enough for one person to encircle. Come on, Naoya looked up, and as expected, he saw Shier sitting on a strong tree branch, leisurely.

The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled light and shadows all over Shi'er's body. In the shade of the trees fluttering with the wind, he is like a real black panther, perched here, with a rare bit of tranquility in his expression Leisurely, there was still a teasing smile towards Naoya on the corner of the scarred mouth.

"Climbing so high..." Seeing this, Naoya couldn't help muttering in a low voice, looked up at the other party with some difficulty, and asked, "Are you planning to just take a nap on it like this?"

I saw Shi Er waved his hand, with a small wooden stick in his mouth that was probably folded from the tip of an oak branch, without saying anything, he closed his eyes on his own, and rested his mind.

"...I'll call you again when we have plain noodles over there in the afternoon." Naoya called out again, seeing that the other party really ignored him, shrugged his shoulders, took two steps to pick up the bamboo shelf, and walked back.

As for the place to eat plain noodles, Naoya temporarily decided on the backyard of the farmhouse, where there is a small garden, the scenery is not bad, and the back door is very close to the kitchen, it is easy to connect the water pipe and extend it out, which is convenient for them to make plain noodles .

He just placed the bamboo frame in the right place, and Zhenwang also came out of the house with the bamboo canal that had been cleaned and sterilized, and said to him, "Master, it has been cleaned according to your instructions." Do you need to set it up now?" He said, handing the bamboo canal over.

As soon as he took over the bamboo canal, Naoya could smell the faint fragrance of green bamboo, mixed with a little bit of volatile alcohol, inexplicably giving people a slightly drunk feeling of using bamboo to make wine, accidentally smelling it for a long time There's even a little over the top.

"Well, it's almost there. Let's put it aside to blow the wind. When the sun is good in the afternoon, we will start playing with water plain noodles." Naoya lightly sniffed the two bamboo canals in his hand twice, and smiled at Zhen Wang, " By the way, did you inform yourself? If not, then in the afternoon..."

"I have already notified you, the young master wants to..." The voices of the two sounded almost at the same time.

An awkward silence followed.

The two stared at each other silently for a moment, and in the end Zhenwang was the first to break the silence, and asked cautiously, "When I was cleaning the bamboo canal, I remembered the command of the young master, so I sent the message to Master Wutiaowu by the way, inviting He's coming this afternoon . . . what's wrong, sir?"

"No, it's really nothing, it's just... well, forget it," Naoya said while holding his forehead, "I originally wanted to say, if you haven't notified me yet, it's okay to send messages to him slowly in the afternoon." It's not too late, since you've already said it, forget it."

"Why do you have to wait until the afternoon to notify?" Zhenwang was a little curious when he heard the words, and couldn't help asking, "In the message I sent in the past, the appointment was also in the afternoon. Is this not possible?"

"If it's someone else, there's nothing wrong with it," Naoya sighed, "but if it's Satoru..."

"Straight———!"

Suddenly, Gojo Satoru, who appeared almost at the same time as the voice, but did not know where he came from, suddenly rushed over and hugged Naoya, and even pressed his small face tightly against Naoya. Joy and excitement almost overflowed, "It's rare that you would take the initiative to invite me to play, you still miss me!"

While talking, he hugged Naoya tighter, rubbing his face endlessly, and coupled with the height gap between the two, Naoya's figure seemed to be getting smaller and smaller surrounded by Gojo Satoru.

Naoya, who was tightly hugged, seemed to be used to it, allowing Gojo Satoru to let go of his intimacy without the slightest sense of distance, and even hugged him slightly back as usual, patted this clingy white Big cat, for appeasement.

It's just that on the side where the faces of the two of them were close together, the ends of the Wutiao Wu's white broken hair slightly scratched the corner of his eyes, and it was itchy, which made him narrow his eyes slightly, and helplessly said to Zhen Wang, "... That might become the case.”

On the other hand, Zhen Wang, even though he knew that Master Wujou was close to his own young master, he was still a little surprised and stunned when he saw this situation. After a long while, he realized belatedly what the young master said just now.

Uh... She really should have notified me in the afternoon.