Chapter 137: Oilcloth does not transmit light well
"Cheating?"
A hint of uncertainty flashed across Tu Subo's face, and he said in a playful tone, "Who dares to question whether I'm cheating?"
Tu Suminfei was surprised: "If you are not cheating, then you..."
"That's called a miracle."
"Do you think that all the gold leaves I squandered in the Kyoto Casino were wasted?"
Tu Subo slowly sorted the banknotes in his hand, but a hint of indelible sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth.
His growth process in Kyoto is simply a chronicle of a bad boy.
Before he was ten years old, he was fighting with others in the streets and alleys. When he was just over ten years old, he began to go to gambling houses with his followers, spending money lavishly. He experienced countless ups and downs in gambling and invested countless treasures and gold and silver. Even the most clumsy person had already developed a set of superb gambling skills.
He casually pointed in the direction of the gambling house, his tone cynical, "Those gambling tools are so good in my hands. I can tell where the dice are going with just a slight touch, or even tell the size of the points just by listening. I lost only because I don't want to win yet, do you understand?"
"Okay, don't tell anyone about what happened today. I probably won't come here again."
After he finished speaking, he was about to leave, but after thinking for a moment, he threw another twenty taels of silver to Tu Su Minfei.
"This is hush money."
Tu Suminfei stared expressionlessly at the thirty taels of silver that had suddenly appeared in his hand, his brows furrowed tightly as he asked, "What on earth are you up to?!"
He said angrily: "Life at home is pretty good now. You can still make ends meet even if you don't win those few hundred taels of silver. Why do you have to..."
"Am I the only one who doesn't seek stability?"
Tu Subo's lips curled up slightly, revealing a hint of coldness: "If you think this peaceful life is worth keeping, why are you still outside the accounting office, giving advice to the gambling house owner?"
Tu Su Minfei's anger froze instantly.
Tu Subo felt a little anxious. "The last time I helped you find a job, it was Third Uncle who showed up. I later found out about that Gong guy. He's a wicked fellow. If you get involved with him, you'll be stuck in this mess and it'll be hard to get out."
Tu Suminfei didn't expect that he could actually dig out such secrets. He was stunned for a moment and said stiffly: "I didn't do those bad things."
"So, the accomplice is also innocent?"
Tu Subo smiled contemptuously and said lazily: "What I want to do has nothing to do with you, you just need to watch your mouth."
"Let's go, I have to go back quickly."
Tu Suminfei tightly grasped the hot hush money in his hand, his handsome face instantly filled with anger: "You won hundreds of taels, and you think you can shut me up with a mere thirty taels?!"
On a cold winter day, a rude curse pierced the silent air: "You spendthrift, stop showing off in front of others. That's worth a year's worth of my hard-earned income!"
"Tu Subo, you are such a prodigal son!"
Tu Subo, the notorious prodigal son, shivered in the biting cold wind. He galloped on his horse, raising a cloud of dust, and finally arrived at his destination at the last moment.
He casually threw the agreed-upon silver to the horse's owner: "I'm very grateful for the agreed two taels of silver."
The man sitting behind him was jolted along the way, feeling as if his soul was about to fly out of his mouth. He hurriedly took the silver, a wry smile on his face: "It's not far, brother. Why are you in such a hurry? I thought..."
"I can't wait to go home."
Tu Subo waved his hand and said vaguely: "Okay, I'll contact you next time if you need me."
The owner of the horse endured the churning in his stomach and left. Then Tu Subo immediately stepped into the forest, his figure flying, and he ran straight home using his lightness skills.
He braved the wind and snow and broke in through the window. As soon as the window was closed, Xi Lanfang's voice came from outside: "Xuanxuan, are you back?"
Tu Subo suddenly remembered Tu Suminfei's malicious voice in his mind. He shuddered involuntarily and immediately began to take off his clothes.
He hastily rolled up the clothes he took off and hid them under the bed, and the silver he had obtained illegally was also hidden.
Gu Yuexuan's voice was getting closer and closer, and it was too late to get dressed.
Tu Subo suddenly pulled open the bolt on the door and got into bed without hesitation.
With a creak, the door was pushed open and Gu Yuexuan walked in. Seeing Tu Subo with only his head exposed, she couldn't help but feel a little surprised: "Have you been lying here all the time?"
Tu Subo pretended to cough, his eyes flickering, and he said with a guilty conscience: "No, I got up this morning and supervised the children's practice for a while."
Gu Yuexuan frowned slightly and was about to speak, but she first noticed Tu Subo's slightly pale face.
She walked closer and gently placed her hand on his forehead. Her expression immediately changed: "Why are you so cold?"
Tu Subo thought to himself: I just came back from running in the freezing wind, it would be strange if I wasn't cold.
But in reality, he rubbed his forehead against Gu Yuexuan's palm and murmured softly, "I'm hot and cold, and I've been sweating a lot. Now I feel weak all over and very uncomfortable."
"Xuanxuan, are you going to go out again after you come back? Have you decided not to leave?"
Gu Yuexuan looked at him with a complex and deep expression in her eyes, and said in a serious tone: "Your symptoms are too strange. I'm afraid this is not a solution."
"Why don't you rest for a while? I'll go get a doctor to avoid..." Before she finished her words, her endless worry was revealed.
"That's not necessary."
Tu Subo reluctantly pulled her hand away, and as if to prove himself, he put his hand on his forehead and said with a smile: "Come, try it, my hand is not hot."
"Stay with me and tell me how the greenhouse construction in the field is progressing?"
"I've been waiting for you at home all day. You can't imagine how bored I am."
"Xuanxuan, come and chat with me."
"If you stay with me for a while longer, maybe my illness will miraculously get better tomorrow." When mentioning the greenhouse in the field, Gu Yuexuan couldn't help but smile with relief.
She said softly, "A lot of people came to help voluntarily today. In just one day, we have completed the main frame of the first greenhouse. We just need to wait for the tarpaulin to be laid tomorrow."
"But after trying it, I found that the light transmittance of this tarpaulin is not ideal. It is okay when there is plenty of sunshine, but if it is cloudy, I am afraid that manpower will be needed to peel off the top layer of tarpaulin to let in light."
Plants cannot grow without light, and they cannot thrive in places where there is a lack of light.
However, due to the limitations of the times and technology, oilcloth is the most suitable material she can find to replace greenhouse film.
Although it has many unsatisfactory flaws, it is still the first step, which is better than standing still.
Tu Subo disagreed. "Haven't you already planned to split the tarpaulin covering the roof into several separate sections? That way, it won't be difficult to flip the roof over. I'll do it myself when the time comes."
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