After dressing as a cat, I locked up with the actor

Chapter 21

The bed in the house here is not comparable to the bed at home. The hard wooden bed is covered with a quilt as a mattress, and the length is also a bit shorter. Feng Qiran sleeps with his body bent all night. Fortunately, he has the ability to adapt. Well, I slept soundly all night.The habit formed over the years made Feng Qiran wake up naturally at around [-]:[-] every morning, and it is the same today.

Feng Qiran woke up naturally after sleeping, lay on the bed and felt the sunshine in the countryside, and then turned over. Then, a heart-piercing meow made him jump up from the bed in fright.

"Meow!!!!!!" (ah!!!!!!)

Noticing that the heart-piercing meow was coming from beside him, Feng Qiran turned his head, and then he saw a puppet cat lying beside him, with its tail pressed under his ass.

"I'm sorry!" Feng Qiran got off the bed immediately, and lifted up the poor puppet cat, looked at it with a look of 'feeling the body was hollowed out', and asked worriedly, "Hey, you well enough!"

Rong Yi: "Meow~" (pain~)

"Cheer up and answer me quickly!"

Rong Yi: "Meow..." (This person's brain is short-circuited again...)

Feng Qiran looked at the little puppet's listless look, and was very worried, but at this moment, Feng Qiran vaguely heard a knock on the door outside the house.

"Teacher Feng, are you awake? The recording is about to start."

The people from the program team have arrived!

Rong Yi came to his senses all of a sudden, he pointed to the position of the bed, and said, "Meow!" (Go to the bed first!)

At this time, Feng Qiran immediately understood what he meant, put Rong Yi on the bed, then lay down on the bed himself, and covered both of them with a quilt.

The people from the program team waited outside for a few minutes. Seeing that no one came to open the door, the assistant director walked around to the window of the room. Through the window, the assistant director saw that Rong Yi and Feng Qiran were still sleeping on the bed, so he knocked on the window sill. Shouted: "Teacher Feng, Xiao Rong, it's time to get up."

Fortunately, the program team didn't look in through the window on the way here, otherwise Rong Yi would be GG.

Feng Qiran still made breakfast, so he found the ingredients in the warehouse and made something to eat. After eating, he started to think about what he should rely on to make money for the next half month.

"As long as the money comes in quickly...how about selling food?" Feng Qiran suggested.

"Sister Xiao Xiao and Sister Xinran have already chosen to set up a stall to sell snacks." The assistant director reminded in a low voice.

The program stipulates that the methods of making money for each group of guests cannot be repeated.

"Then it won't work," Feng Qiran rubbed his chin, the best and fastest way he thought of was to sell food, so he asked Rong Yi, "Xiao Rong, do you have any suggestions?"

"I...don't know." Rong Yi really doesn't know anything about this, mainly because he himself has no working experience.

"Then what else do you know? If you can't cook, what else can you do, such as painting, weaving things with bamboo, making wood carvings or small furniture, repairing cars and electrical appliances, etc., what you can do Still a lot."

"None of these..." Rong Yi was still a little embarrassed when he said this, but what he was best at was singing and dancing, which couldn't make money in the countryside.

"You don't even know it, then it's a little troublesome." Feng Qiran frowned slightly, looking very distressed.

To be disgusted by Feng Qiran!Rong Yi felt very uncomfortable, so he complained in a low voice: "There are very few people who can do what you said."

"I will." Feng Qiran said frankly.

Rong Yi: "..." Then you are really amazing.

Sitting here and discussing nothing can be discussed, Feng Qiran said: "Why don't we go and see what they are doing first, and save the trouble."

"Well, that's fine." By the way, you can go and see how Feng Yiran's chicken is doing.

Feng Yiran was assigned room No. [-], which is not too far from Rong Yi's side. It is daytime now, and the road is much easier to find than last night. They arrived at Feng Yiran's room not long after they left. Feng Yiran The house here is actually similar to theirs, it is also a small one-story house, but it is a size bigger, not only has three separate bedrooms, but also a chicken shed with a flock of chickens, and the owner of the house, the grandmother.

"We're going to sell chickens," Gu Ming replied when Feng Qiran asked what they were going to do, "I was very happy when I came here yesterday and found a large group of chickens here, so I discussed it with the old lady. , we will help her sell chickens, and we will share part of the money we earn."

So this is the place where the incident happened in the novel, Rong Yi observed the chicken coop of the old grandma's house, um...it seems to be a very ordinary chicken coop, if Qi Yu didn't deliberately make trouble like that, the chickens probably wouldn't fly everywhere It's all.

No, the place where the chickens are sold is not here, but the town, and the place where the chickens fly out to make trouble is also the town, so the real thing to worry about is the chicken cages.

"By the way, how do you plan to take the chicken out to sell?" Rong Yi asked.

"Just use this." While chatting, Feng Yiran came out pushing a trolley. There were several cages stacked on top of the trolley, but those cages were already weather-beaten at first glance. Rong Yi even watched The door to one of the cages fell straight down because of a bump in the trolley.

Don't use something that looks unreliable at first glance, hey!

Although Qi Yu, the biggest uneasy factor, was gone, Rong Yi was a little worried, so he pointed to those cages and asked, "Is this really all right? Won't the chickens come out by themselves?"

"Oh? No problem, grandma said that these cages have been used for several years, and nothing happened." He said, and put the cage door back very naturally.

It's not that there's no problem at all, okay?

No, this guy and Feng Qiran are brothers, and their brain circuits should be similar. Rong Yi still plans to come over and help him check the cage when he has time.

After that, Feng Qiran and Rong Yi went to Xiao Xiao and Xie Xinran's place again, but when they arrived, the two female guests had already left for the town, and then went to Yu Xin and Li Mingzhan's place.

When I got there, I happened to bump into two people who were doing carpentry. They didn't go in, but just stood outside the window and looked around for a while.

"They're going to do carpentry..." Now we're the only ones who don't know what to do.

"Yes, and the materials are complete. Judging by their proficiency, they should have a certain understanding of carpentry." Feng Qiran said.

Rong Yi: "It turns out that the captain can also do carpentry." Why can't I know anything.

Feng Qiran didn't notice Rong Yi's disappointed tone, and said very appreciatively: "Yes, your captain is really amazing."

Rong Yi: "..."

After reading it, the two quietly slipped away from Yu Xin and Li Mingzhan's house. They walked back the same way they came, trying to see if they could find a way to make money from the village.

Rong Yi has never been to the countryside, and he really doesn't seem to know anything other than singing and dancing, so he looked around after Feng Qiran, but he couldn't think of any way to make money.After walking for a while, Feng Qiran seemed to have discovered some surprise, pointed to a place ahead and said to Rong Yi: "Look at that."

Rong Yi looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a small truck parked there, behind the truck there were piles of strip-shaped and lumpy objects, and the driver in front of the truck was getting out of the car and removing the lumps from the truck. Shaped objects are moved down and transported to other places.

"What's that?" Rong Yi asked.

"It should be porcelain clay, ceramic clay and kaolin."

"Porcelain, porcelain, porcelain..." Rong Yi was at a loss for words for a moment and didn't know what to say. Just when he was flustered and at a loss, Feng Qiran had already stepped forward and asked the worker who carried the porcelain clay: "Excuse me, what are these?" Where did the mud go?"

"There." The porter was so busy moving things that he didn't bother to look up and just pointed in.

"Thank you." Feng Qiran thanked the porter, and then walked in the direction he said.

Rong Yi has found his tongue now, but he still asked Feng Qiran in disbelief: "You can't even make ceramics?"

"I made a literary film before, in which I played a deaf-mute pottery artist, and I studied for several months."

Rong Yi no longer knew what words to use to express his feelings, and after a long while, he slowly uttered: "It's amazing..."

"I'm not very good," Feng Qiran said with a smile, "I'm only good at it, I haven't reached the professional level yet."

Rong Yi: "..." If I didn't know what kind of person you are, I would have thought you were boasting.

"Ah, I saw that workshop."

Not far away is a pottery workshop, a two-story hut, made of red bricks and cement, with classical paintings painted on the white walls, facing their direction, with black ink on the wall Write three words: Jiyuexuan.

The two walked into the workshop, but there was no one inside, but the room was filled with all kinds of ceramic tools, Feng Qiran walked a little bit in, and shouted: "Is anyone there?"

After a while, an old voice came from inside: "Here we come..."

Afterwards, an old man who staggered came out from the upstairs. The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the tall and well-dressed man in front of him. Guessing that he was here to order ceramics, he waved his hand and said, "I'm sorry, My son and daughter-in-law are not at home during this time, so I can’t make ceramics.”

"We're not here to buy pottery," Feng Qiran beckoned to Rong Yi, pulled him to his side, and said to the old man, "We want to rent your equipment and materials, make pottery and sell it, and earn money from selling pottery." Part of the money will be given to you."

"Rent, this... I don't have any complaints, but I have to ask my son, please wait." After finishing speaking, he walked upstairs slowly again.

However, Feng Qiran was still a little worried, no one would casually hand over such a large place to a stranger who had never met before, so he asked Rong Yi to stay where he was for a while, and followed the old man up the road. building.

Rong Yi had nothing to do by himself, so he bent down to observe the materials for making ceramics.

Five minutes later, Feng Qiran came down from upstairs, and said to Rong Yi, "He agreed."

The author has something to say: Porcelain clay is for making porcelain, pottery clay is for making pottery, kaolin is for making ceramics, porcelain, ceramics, and pottery are three different things

By the way, I was really scared to death today. When I changed the sawdust for my hamster in the morning, I found that it had a baby. It was very small and red and still wriggling. At first glance, I thought it was a worm. My mother ...It actually gives birth to a baby at this time.

Alas, it is said that hamsters will eat their own babies. I am so worried that the babies will be eaten entirely_(:зゝ∠)_