Chapter 883 My Boss Is Going to Participate in an Arms Exhibition! (Fifth Update, Thank You for Not Having a Nickname!)

"It's mended, take it."

"This one has also been repaired."

Next to the training ground, more than a dozen soldiers were lined up, waiting with red faces.

Ningjin stretched out the woven bones on her back, opened her bow from left to right, and darned several pieces of clothing at the same time.

Within two days of arriving at the manor, Zhan Jin had already become the most popular girl in the manor.

Well, except for Xiao Wei, now he wants to hide away when he sees Zhan Jin.

His jeans, denim tops, and T-shirts with holes in them were almost wiped out, but he finally managed to save a few pieces. For a while, Ning Jin couldn't understand that "torn" was also a kind of beauty.

The training intensity in the manor can be said to be the highest in the world.

Every time they train, the clothes of these soldiers will be torn. They can't just change them every time they train. They have been wearing this way before, but now that they have Jinjin, their worries are gone immediately.

After Jinjin finished weaving all the damaged clothes, he took back the fabric bones on his back, smoothed his hair, and stood up.

"Is the hair okay?" Zhuang Buyuan stood aside and watched.

When he first met Zhan Jin, her hair was very long.

Now it's only waist-high.

"It doesn't matter, it will grow out soon." Zhan Jin put her hair together, and her every move was astonishingly charming.

The soldiers next to him immediately straightened their eyes.

This appearance is indeed that of a troubled water fairy.

"If my sisters were here, I could help each little brother make clothes that wouldn't break so easily." Zhan Jin said a little lonely.

Zhuang Buyuan blinked and asked, "Do you weavers only use your own hair for darning?"

"Of course not," Zhan Jin said, "We can weave anything, we are a clan of weavers!"

At this point, she is very proud.

"Well..." Zhuang Buyuan had an idea. He took out a few seeds from his pocket and put them in his palm: "Where's this?"

The seed sprouted quickly in Zhuang Buyuan's palm and pulled out strange branches as thin as hair.

This is maidenhair vine, a special plant that is kept in barrels in the manor to deal with the giant dogs of war.

It is extremely tough and slender, making it an excellent fiber.

But it has a very peculiar property.

Zhuang Buyuan reached out and touched it gently. The vine was like silk, very soft.

Zhuang Buyuan bent a finger and flicked it, and it instantly became as hard as a steel wire and wrapped around Zhuang Buyuan's finger.

Maidenhair is a very ferocious predatory plant. It usually sways with the wind. Once the external force exceeds a certain threshold - usually the touch or trampling of animals - it will become aggressive and make it instantly Wrap it around and strangle this thing to death. It will never stop.

Even if you cut it off, because it is still alive, this power will not disappear until it dies completely, or until it uses up the energy stored in the cell.

Zhuang Buyuan had also thought about whether this thing could be used as a raw material for textiles, but if he couldn't overcome this characteristic, it would be impossible.

Most textile machines will be turned into a pile of scrap metal by this thing...

This is something that even a giant war dog can crush into pieces!

But now, since there are experts, it is natural to ask for advice.

"Can you let me take a look?" Zhan Jin stretched out his hand curiously.

"Be careful, this thing is very dangerous." Zhuang Buyuan handed it over.

Ning Jin smiled, stretched out her hand and touched it, and the maidenhair vine immediately wrapped around her hand.

Then she stretched out her hand, untied the maidenhair vine in circles, and pulled it straight in her hands.

The maidenhair vine is very powerful, but after all, it is just a slender silk thread. The Zhi Niang clan looks slender. After all, they are manor creatures and are much stronger than humans.

This iron wire vine is like a scholar meeting a soldier. No matter how curved it is, Zhan Jin will straighten it. After straightening it a few times, Zhan Jin gradually understands its characteristics.

"No problem!" Zhan Jin's eyes sparkled, "Leave it to me!"

"Hmm." Zhuang Buyuan pinched his chin: "Zhenjin, are you willing to officially join the manor? Then, I will introduce someone to you."

…

Dad Zhuang has been in a good mood these two days.

Because Zhuang's mother's mood suddenly became better.

I am in high spirits every day, and even the food I cook tastes delicious. This morning, I even sang a song in the kitchen.

Over the years, Mother Zhuang has gradually been overwhelmed by family, responsibilities, reality and difficulties. Wrinkles have climbed up on her forehead and corners of her eyes, and white hair has climbed up on her temples and between her hair.

The happy, strong girl in the past seemed to have lost her vitality due to the daily necessities of life, and became old and boring. But now, all this is back.

Of course, it is customary for Father Zhuang to hit Mother Zhuang, and at the same time show off himself: "Hey, I am so happy after setting up a small factory... Wife, you have not experienced enough!"

"Don't worry, wife, you can do whatever you want with your factory. Husband, I can support you, and I can also support your factory! We can do business as we please. It doesn't matter if we sell it cheap to the people we like, and to the people we don't like. , kneeling down and begging you not to sell it to him!"

At this time, Zhuang's mother would smile and look at Zhuang's father, which made his hair stand on end. He always felt that something was wrong.

Did I say something wrong somewhere?

Zhuang's mother looked at him with fury. In order to embolden him, Zhuang's father strangled his neck and said: "Honey, did you know? Our winery was invited to participate in the arms exhibition in Jiaodan Prefecture! It was an arms exhibition! Winemakers can be invited. How many of them are participating in the arms show?"

"In two days, I am going to attend an arms exhibition. Wife, come with me!" Dad Zhuang said, "I heard that the scenery in Jiaodan Prefecture is very beautiful, and there is also the Sea of ​​Death, where you can lie down... Let’s go to the arms show together, and after that, we can go for a saltwater bath in the Death Sea. I heard that the skin care products in the Death Sea are very effective!”

Zhuang's mother combed her hair and said, "I won't go. My small textile factory cannot live without people now..."

"Hey, it's just a small textile factory. It only lasts a few days. What are you afraid of? How much money you lose, I will replenish it for you!" Lao Zhuang took care of everything.

"Really?" Zhuang's mother looked at Dad Zhuang with a strange expression, "Lao Zhuang, don't brag. You will replenish me no matter how much I lose?"

"Of course!" Father Zhuang couldn't stand Mother Zhuang's suspicious look, "Your husband is actually richer than you think!"

Zhuang Ma pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Forget it, you should make more money. I won't let you replenish it for me. Isn't your money my money? My money is still my money, hehehehe..."

Dad Zhuang was a little puzzled, but he didn't think much about it and said, "Then I'll go by myself. You really don't want to come with me? When I come back, won't you punish me by kneeling on the washboard?"

"Go on your own! Go ahead!" Mother Zhuang waved her hand, "Don't worry, I won't punish you by kneeling on the washboard..."

"Maybe there is some beautiful and enthusiastic foreign girl there who insists on sticking with me..." Lao Zhuang got a little carried away.

"Old Zhuang, you are seeking death!" Zhuang's mother raised her eyebrows.

It turned out to be a tragedy.