After Ji Mingyao made the decision, the first partner he thought of was the No. 1 Village in the World.
Of course, she would not hand Wenge's books directly to them, causing unnecessary trouble.
She needs to prepare some things first.
Ji Mingyao told Ji Tianming to take good care of his family and practice, and then went out to the No. 1 Village in the World.
Changsun Liantang stood bored at the door, waving the white towel in her hand to chase away the insects.
This image is similar to that of those aunts who stand at the door waiting for gossip when they have nothing to do.
It's just that I'm short of a handful of melon seeds.
Uncle Changsun Liantang is used to being a waiter. With his temperament, no one dares to instruct him.
The entrance to No. 1 Village under Heaven was very large, and Ji Mingyao blended in with the people coming and going, trying to pretend not to see him.
Unexpectedly, Changsun Liantang had discovered her long ago.
Seeing her entering the door, he immediately came forward and said, "This distinguished guest is here. What are your orders?"
His attitude is rather attentive. It would be better if his expression could be more natural and his gums could be more relaxed.
Ji Mingyao coughed lightly, "I'm looking for Lan Cui, we have big business."
"Not here." Changsun Liantang refused loudly.
Ji Mingyao raised his eyebrows, "Then I can find the owner of the village."
Although Lan Cui is now the owner of the village, only insiders know the news.
Outsiders only know that the No. 1 village in the world has a waiter who looks good but has a bad temper.
"Are you the owner of the village?"
Changsun Liantang originally wanted to say, you can't see the owner of the village, but he suppressed his words after thinking that he didn't get a good deal with Ji Mingyao last time.
He frowned and frowned. In order not to attract attention, he whispered: "If you have anything to do, just follow me and I will convey it to you."
Ji Mingyao was teasing him on purpose and had no intention of forcing anyone to do anything difficult.
"Actually, it's not a big deal. I want to customize a batch of dolls."
Changsun Liantang thought it was a big deal, but when he heard it was this deal, he looked down upon it.
"Dolls are not that rare. There are many theater troupes. If you go there, you can buy several of them with a few spiritual stones."
Of course Ji Mingyao knows, but what she wants is not an ordinary doll.
"What I want is a life-size doll made of nine-star Qianyuan wood."
Qianyuan wood is impervious to water and fire, and is extremely hard. Ordinary tools will leave no trace on its body.
It is an excellent material for refining weapons.
One star of Qian Yuan wood takes hundreds of years to grow, and nine stars represents nine hundred years.
Qianyuan wood production is rare, with only two pieces of wood produced a year.
Because of the characteristics of Qianyuan wood, people can’t wait to cut it down until it reaches one star. How can they wait until nine stars?
And it is said that the Nine Star Qianyuan Wood has special effects.
Changsun Liantang rolled her eyes at Ji Mingyao and refused without even thinking about it.
"This deal can't be done."
Ji Mingyao looked around and whispered: "I'll provide the wood."
Changsun Liantang looked at her in disbelief.
This woman is crazy.
Where did she get the nine-star Qianyuan wood? Even the warehouse of the No. 1 village in the world doesn't have this stuff.
Changsun Liantang pulled Ji Mingyao up to the attic and said nervously: "How can you say such words in public? What if someone overhears you."
Then he asked with a little excitement: "Do you really have the Nine-Star Qianyuan Wood?"
Ji Mingyao took out a tree branch and handed it to his eldest grandson Liantang.
At the incision, small nine stars are connected, confirming it is correct.
Changsun Liantang pinched a tree branch as thick as his little finger and said suspiciously: "The material you mentioned is not just this small piece, is it?"
He made a gesture and found that it was only the length of a palm.
Ji Mingyao rolled her eyes, "How is that possible? I just want to prove that I have the materials. Can you find two craftsmen I can trust?"
Ji Mingyao can also do handwork herself.
But she is lazy!
Why do it yourself when you can pay someone to do it.
Her slender fingers are used to guide the country.