But the boss refused to take the money and instead made a request to Yun Mo.

The blacksmith was very satisfied with the wire scraping tool bench he made and wanted to make a few more to sell in his store.

Many people in Liu'an Town rely on bamboo weaving to make a living and supplement their family income. This time-saving and labor-saving scraping tool will definitely be popular.

For fear that Yun Mo and Ling Chuan would disagree, the blacksmith boss also expressed his willingness to pay a little money as payment for the two's design fees.

Yun Mo directly agreed to the boss's request, and of course, did not charge the boss any extra design fees.

The boss could have taken her money and directly made a few scraping tool tables to sell. Even if she and Ling Chuan knew about it, they would be unable to do anything about it.

After all, this thing has not been patented, and she cannot hold the blacksmith responsible.

But the other party did not do so. Instead, he discussed with her sincerely and sought her permission. This shows that the boss is an open and honest person.

She was willing to deal with such a person and do him a favor.

The entire toolbench was made of cast iron and was very heavy. Yun Mo had bought a lot of cigarettes, alcohol, candies and other things before, and with such a lump of iron, the two of them couldn't lift it at all.

Yun Mo asked Ling Chuan to go to the station and call a motorcycle to pick her up.

After a while, Lingchuan came back on a motorcycle.

While the driver was using a net bag to pack their belongings, Yun Mo asked Ling Chuan in a low voice, "Why didn't you call Brother Chen's car?"

Ling Chuan glanced at her with a resentful look in his eyes, as if she had cheated on him.

"Brother Chen is out soliciting customers."

Yun Mo looked at him with amusement, "What are you thinking about?"

"I don't."

Yun Mo explained, "I asked you to call Brother Chen's car because I wanted to return the lunch money to him on the way back."

So that's how it is.

Ling Chuan's expression instantly turned from gloomy to bright, and the corners of his mouth opened, "Wife, you can sit in the front later, you can lean on me."

"No, I want to sit in the back. You can sit in the front to block the wind for me."

After saying that, Yun Mo suddenly thought of something, "You asked me to sit in the back before, wasn't it to block the wind for me?"

Ling Chuan's expression froze, probably because he was not good at lying. His lips moved for a long time but he didn't utter a word.

What? Could it be that he was jealous and didn't want his wife to have physical contact with Chen Bin, so he wanted to sit in the front? "Wife, I was wrong."

Yun Mo snorted, "Hurry up and get in the car. It will be dark if you delay any longer."

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The motorcycle they were riding was still some distance away from the Huang family's gate when Huang Zhiqiu came out to greet them.

"Oh, you're finally back. If I hadn't seen you again, your uncle would have wanted to go to town to look for you."

"No need to look for it, we know the way and we will definitely come back."

"From now on, when you go out, just go shopping and don't buy anything. It's a waste of money."

Huang Zhiqiu saw a large bag of things hanging on the back seat of the motorcycle and thought that Yun Mo and Ling Chuan went to the town to buy these.

Yun Mo explained with a smile, "These are useful if you buy them. Mom, I have something good to show you."

"What is it?"

"Let's talk inside."

After entering, Yun Mo asked Huang Jianjun to move a small table to the yard, and then Ling Chuan put the tool bench wrapped in old newspapers on the small table.

Looking at the tool bench wrapped tightly in old newspapers, the Huang family members all showed curiosity.

"You will know in a moment."

As she spoke, Yun Mo stepped forward and unraveled the old newspapers layer by layer. Soon, a tool similar to a guillotine appeared in front of the Huang family.

Yun Mo took the initiative to introduce it without waiting for the Huang family to ask, "This is a scraping machine designed by Lingchuan, specially used for scraping bamboo fibers."

As she spoke, Yun Mo picked up an unshaved bamboo thread from the ground and handed it to Ling Chuan, "Show it to Grandpa and the others."

"good."

Lingchuan lifted the chopper and put the bamboo threads into the circular holes of equal size, then closed the chopper and pulled it hard.

After repeating this process several times, a beautiful bamboo thread is finally shaved.

Huang Kailin and Huang Jianjun took the bamboo filaments scraped out by Lingchuan using the scraping machine, and their faces were filled with surprise and joy.

"Hey, the bamboo filaments scraped out by this scraping machine are really good, round, thin and even, and not worse than my dad's craftsmanship."

Huang Kailin didn't say anything, but from his expression, he obviously agreed with his eldest son's statement.

Huang Zhiqiu, Yang Xinghua and Liu Zhi also came over, touching the bamboo threads and examining them carefully.

"It's not only round, but also very smooth, much better than what we shave ourselves."

Huang Kailin looked left and right around the wire scraping tool table, then took a piece of bamboo wire, put it into the round hole groove according to Lingchuan's method, and pulled it hard.

"Sssssss."

After all the operations, it takes no more than five seconds before a thin, round and smooth bamboo thread is scraped.

"Haha, not bad, using this scraper to scrape bamboo strips saves time and effort."

Huang Kailin is an experienced bamboo weaving craftsman with decades of experience. His approval is enough to illustrate the role and significance of this scraping machine.

The Huang family was already quite satisfied with Ling Chuan, their son-in-law (grandson-in-law), and now they like him even more. Everyone looks at Ling Chuan as if they were a big baby.

"Xiao Ling, good job! Old lady, cook another chicken tonight to reward Xiao Ling."

Ling Chuan was flattered. "No need, Grandpa. The creation of this bamboo silk machine is not just my own achievement..."

"Okay, grandpa said he would cook a chicken for you, so just eat it."

Yun Mo took his arm and interrupted him from speaking.

Yang Xinghua had difficulty walking, so she asked her eldest daughter-in-law Liu Zhi to go to the kitchen stove to get the marinated chicken. Huang Kailin and his son Huang Jianjun happily continued to study and tinker with the scraper.

Huang Zhiqiu walked up to the young couple, his eyes full of tenderness, "Momo, Xiaoling, are you going to the town today just to make this wire scraping machine?"

"Yes, Mom, let's go sit inside and talk. The motorcycle is shaking so much that my bones are almost broken."

Huang Zhiqiu sighed, "There's nothing we can do. This is the condition we have now. We'll be fine once the road is built in the future."

This road needs to be repaired. If the village doesn't repair it, she will find a way to repair it, otherwise it will be too inconvenient.

Yun Mo thought silently in her heart, but continued to talk about going to town.

"Today I met my third aunt in town. She invited us to her house, but I didn't go. I said I would go to her in a few days to wish her a happy New Year. I can't go to her house empty-handed, so I bought these things.

Mom, the things Lingchuan brought from Jiang City are for you and your grandparents, so keep them well and don’t let anyone trick you into taking them away with just a few words.”

Huang Zhiqiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Look at what you said, am I that stupid?"

"Of course you're not stupid, but you're too soft-hearted. You care about your relatives' face and can't save face, which makes the relationship awkward. But others may not think so. If they dare to talk to you, it means they don't care about saving face, so you don't have to give it to them."

"Okay, I got it. I'll keep the things."

(End of this chapter)