Song Xiaofan nodded and smiled, "It's Mayor Sun."

"Oh." Li Dagang nodded and smiled, "Xiaofan, you are so amazing. The mayor personally sends you back to Taohua Village."

Song Xiaofan didn't say anything, turned around and wanted to leave. Li Dagang caught up and smiled, "Xiaofan, can you ask for something?"

"What's the matter?" Song Xiaofan didn't look up.

Although Li Dagang is not very good, fortunately, he didn't do much bad things in the village before.

Li Dagang rubbed his hands and smiled, "Xiaofan, that, can you teach me to pray for rain?"

Seeing Song Xiaofan staring at him, he waved his hand and defended: "Xiaofan, don't get me wrong. I just thought that if it's a dry day in the future, I can help the villagers."

Song Xiaofan shook his head, "Uncle, it's not that I don't want to teach you, but that you can't learn the rain prayer technique."

He was telling the truth. No one could do it just by drawing talismans, and he couldn't learn it at all.

Seeing Li Dagang's disappointment, Song Xiaofan said, "In this way, if you really want to learn, I can teach you other ways."

Apart from the talisman, he had common rain prayer techniques in his mind, which anyone could learn, but it would be a big deal whether it works or not.

Li Dagang nodded and smiled, "That's great Xiaofan, thank you uncle."

When he got home, his mother had already prepared the meal. After Song Xiaofan had supper, he talked to his father about the fish pond.

Since the villagers caught wild fish and shrimp several times last time, they have been ruined, and there have been significantly fewer wild fish and shrimps in Taohua Village.

The fish pond has been built now. Although it is sunny every day, the foot of the mountain is cool. If it is dried and decorated, I don’t know when it will be, so Song Xiaofan is a little anxious.

Song Xiaofan knew in his heart that he could no longer catch wild fish and shrimp, otherwise it would be bad if the ecology was destroyed.

"Xiaofan, dad told you that this house is wet and you will definitely not be able to decorate it." Song Qingshan smacked the cigarette in his mouth and said slowly.

Song Xiaofan smiled bitterly, "I know dad, I think of a solution."

Song Qingshan took a look and said, "What can you think of? There is no way, so I can only wait."

Song Xiaofan shook his head and smiled, returned to the room, and began to think, "Is there a talisman that can quickly dry the house?"

He thought that since there are ripening talismans and rainfall talismans, there should be other spiritual talismans.

He immediately sat cross-legged and searched with his mind.

After searching and not finding it, Song Xiaofan was a little puzzled. He was about to give up, but suddenly a talisman appeared in his mind.

"Drying Talisman!"

Song Xiaofan was excited, "I didn't expect there was such a talisman."

He quickly took out the brush and cinnabar from the bottom of the table and started drawing it. Fortunately, this kind of talisman is relatively simple, and he also drew a lot of talismans. Practice makes perfect. After an hour, the drying talisman was finished.

Song Xiaofan, who was sweating profusely, didn't bother to wash it anymore, and came to the foot of the mountain with a talisman in his arms and buried it directly in the corner of the house.

Then I went home.

The next morning, Song Xiaofan went to the fish pond at the foot of the mountain to take a look and grinned.

My God, the room that was originally wet was dry and has been dried. Now it has dried and can be renovated in a few days.

As soon as Song Xiaofan walked to the door, Zhang Bingquan came on a motorcycle, "Uncle, you are here."

"Yes, Xiaofan." Zhang Bingquan parked his motorcycle at the door and smiled: "Xiaofan, uncle, come here to calculate the wages with you."

"Okay," Song Xiaofan nodded. He had already built a fish pond for him, so he still had to pay the wages. Even if the other party didn't look for him, he had to pay the wages for him.

After entering the house, Zhang Bingquan calculated the workers' wages, and Song Xiaofan took the money to the other party without saying a word.

Fortunately, the watermelon he sold in the past few days has made a lot of money and just happened to pay the workers' wages.

"Xiaofan, why don't you look at my record and check the account?" Zhang Bingquan said with a wry smile.

Song Xiaofan shook his head and smiled, "Uncle, no need."

Zhang Bingquan has been very responsible these days. He not only helped him build a fish pond, but also made prices with those in the cement factory, saving him a lot of money.

"Uncle, I also want you to help me find some decorations." Song Xiaofan said with a smile.

"Decoration?" Zhang Bingquan nodded and smiled, "Xiaofan is fine. How many people can carry a knife to build a wall or do decoration. Don't worry, there is no problem with decoration."

"That's good," Song Xiaofan nodded, "Then I want them to come here to decorate me in the next two days."

In the past two days, Zhang Bingquan was stunned, "Xiaofan, your house has just been built, you have to dry it before it can be done, at least one month later."

Song Qingshan, who was beside him, also glanced at him, "Xiaofan, I said, let it dry and then decorate it."

Song Xiaofan shook his head and smiled, "It's all dry."

What?

Did it?

Zhang Bingquan's face changed, "Xiaofan, how is that possible? I have been doing this kind of work for decades, but it has not been dried in just a few days. Moreover, your mountain is already cool and even more difficult to dry."

"Xiaofan, have you not woken up? Nonsense!" Song Qingshan glared.

Song Xiaofan smiled and said, "Dad, if you and Uncle Zhang don't believe it, you can go with me to have a look."

Half an hour later, several people came to the fish pond. When they saw the scene in front of them, Zhang Bingquan and Song Qingshan were shocked.

"This, how is this possible?" Zhang Bingquan's eyes widened and looked at Song Qingshan, "Old Song, have you seen this situation?"

Song Qingshan was also shocked and shook his head, "This is the first time I have seen him."

"Dad, uncle, I didn't fool you." Song Xiaofan smiled, "Can you decorate now?"

Zhang Bingquan nodded and smiled, "This decoration is fine."

When several people returned home, Zhang Bingquan called out several decoration workers and talked about the specific decoration style. It was noon.

Song Xiaofan suggested that he invite a few of them to the town for dinner.

Twenty minutes later, I arrived at the Joy Hotel in the town.

Although this hotel is not as good as a hotel on the market, it is already a very good hotel in the town.

Song Xiaofan originally wanted a private room, but the private room was full.

"Xiaofan, there is no need for a private room. Let's sit in the lobby, it's still bright and lively." Zhang Bingquan said with a smile.

Song Xiaofan nodded and smiled and said yes, sat on a big table, and several people ordered dishes.

While waiting for the food to be served, Song Xiaofan chatted with several decoration workers.

In fact, there is no need to make his fish pond room that is as good as it is.

But this is Song Xiaofan's first career after all, and he wants to treat it with sincerity and manage it well.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from beside him, "Song Xiaofan?"

Song Xiaofan looked up and his face suddenly darkened. Standing in front of him was Su Lan's ex-boyfriend Chen Shu.

Chen Shu walked over and sneered, "Song Xiaofan is indeed you."
Chapter completed!