When the second shipment of goods arrived, the scene was absolutely staggering.
Ten large carts, like ten slowly crawling dragons, were packed to the brim with construction materials. The blue bricks, stacked one against the other with meticulous precision, looked as if they were standing in formation, awaiting inspection. The timber, of varying thicknesses, lay scattered in a jumble as if lazily soaking up the sun. The lime was piled high into little white "snow-capped mountains," and the roof tiles were layered like fish scales. These materials were dumped all at once onto the village's open ground, filling it to the point where there was hardly anywhere left to step.
The third shipment was even more extraordinary, a dazzling variety of goods. The oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea were like little magic boxes capable of conjuring all sorts of wonderful flavors. The pots, bowls, basins, and other tableware stood like soldiers awaiting orders, each ready to perform its duty. The chicks chirped, resembling a group of little furballs happily singing away. The piglets grunted as they rooted about, as if searching for hidden treasure. The calves walked at a leisurely pace, like calm little adults. Rapeseed, fruit saplings, and rice seeds were like tiny lives full of hope, waiting to take root and sprout in the soil.
Even the usually composed Li Xiu couldn't help but click his tongue in surprise at this sight. The money was flowing out like water from a burst dam—the speed …
Chapter 89