My Whole Family Transmigrated to Flee Famine, and My Father Was Forced to Ascend the Throne

Lin Jinyue's entire family transmigrated. They started in hell mode, with a three-year drought and war. During their escape, her mother and brother fell into a coma, and Lin Jinyue nearly becam...

Chapter 143 Father, do you need another adopted son?

Lin Jinyue named a few medicines: "Remember to bring them when you come; these are the most effective for treating injuries."

Ji Zixuan waved, turned his back, and his back view was resolute.

Anyone who didn't know better would think he was going to the execution ground.

Lin Jinyue ignored this drama queen and hurried back.

Thanks to the batch of bricks and tiles that Ji Zixuan sent, he said he would send more in a while.

In just two days, the village has undergone a complete transformation.

They each chose a spot where they couldn't grow plants to build their houses.

Every household is building bigger and bigger.

They had money in their hands and could continue to make money with Lin Jinyue, so they weren't worried.

As soon as Lin Jinyue returned, she was surrounded by people.

Li the blacksmith: "Yueyue, where do you think would be a good place to build the blacksmith's workshop? I think a more secluded place would be better, preferably one that doesn't take up too much farmland."

Carpenter Wang: "Er Ya, should our workshops be built next to each other? Tie Zhu has recently drawn up a lot of blueprints, and I see that many of them are going to be in cooperation with Brother Li."

Lin Jinyue had already made up her mind.

Pointing to a slope on the opposite bank of the river that wasn't too steep, he said, "It's over there. It's safe, easy to transport goods, surrounded by mountains on all sides and facing the water on one side. They're going to build a watchtower there later, so it's absolutely safe."

As for any mountain disasters, Lin Jinyue was not worried. The mountain was covered with lush vegetation, and there were no earthquakes in the area.

As for typhoons, we're not afraid of them.

On the other side...

For the first time in many years, Lin Shucheng pressured his son: "Xueqing, think about the structure of those guns again, think about it again."

Lin Xueqing was helpless: "Dad, I just know how to use it, I'm really not a gun research expert."

Lin Shucheng grew anxious: "No, you have to remember!"

Lin Xueqing's scalp tingled: "Really..."

Finally, seeing the murderous look in his father's eyes, he changed his mind and said, "I'll give it a try."