Chapter 91: Papermaking Ice-Making Method

landowner from the next village, also hurried over."Hee hee hee, nephew, we're kinda family, sell it to me for 200 bucks."Zhao Ji was all smiles."No!"Yang Lin flatly refused."Mr. Zhao, your family bus...It is now the middle of the month.

The night was deep, a round moon hung high in the sky.

Inside the Yang family home, everyone sat together, watching Xiao Jiu calculate. of the profits without doing anythingLiu Youcai's face darkened, and he really wanted to scold someone."Hee hee."Zhao Deyi, who was sipping tea, chuckled softly, put down his cup, and rose to his fee...