The Beast King's Little Wife

"Okay, then I'll leave it to this black man."

Lin Dujuan smiled and followed the request, while the big, dark-skinned man chuckled foolishly, his eyes darting around. Then he made another request.

"I've heard... your cooking is delicious. I wonder if you could make some especially for me..."

The child still seemed too embarrassed to speak. Seeing the big guy holding back like this for a little food, Lin Dujuan burst out laughing.

Although this big guy has a rather wild personality, he's actually quite fun to be around.

"Alright, it's just some food. In a few days, I'll be hosting a small private banquet to thank the people who helped me build the house and made the tools and furniture. I'll let you know the date of the banquet later."

"Hehe, that's for the best. Huya, what kind of thing do you want to build?"

It was only then that the child realized Lin Dujuan had come to forge something.

"Oh, I have a lot of things to forge. I'll show them to your old man later."

Lin Dujuan does indeed have a lot to forge.

This time, we've created not only pots and stoves, but also stone tripods.

The reason we do all this is to create more delicious food.

Of course, she planned to get a stone shovel, a wooden fork, and all the essential kitchen items. As for the cost?

Huya said he would repay everything.

Moreover, Hu Bulu and the others have been secretly discussing something these past few days. Lin Dujuan conservatively guessed that they were probably preparing to go down the cliff to look for salt.

With this in mind, Lin Dujuan was no longer worried about not being able to find money to cover the household expenses.

Seeing the old stone river, Lin Dujuan finally understood why everyone said he was stubborn and inflexible.

He didn't utter a sound when the customer arrived. When you tried to talk to him, he just randomly pointed to some stone tools scattered haphazardly on a large stone slab.

“Those who know our family know that if you want to pick stone tools, they’re all on this stone slab. If you’re lucky, you might pick something good, and then you can leave some for the equivalent.”

If you're unlucky, you might pick up some that are damaged or have flaws in their workmanship. Lin Dujuan understood this somewhat when she picked up the tools.

"Master craftsman, I want to forge something like this."

She smiled and presented the old man with the stone spatula, hoe, sickle, rake, and other animal hide images that she needed.

Originally, the old man had a very cold and arrogant demeanor.

But when he saw the animal skin scroll she handed him, the more he looked at it, the wider his eyes became.

In the end, he quietly carried the animal skin scroll inside.

"This thing looks interesting. It can even have a round hole like this. Is it for embedding something? And this, can it be made from stone into a cross shape like this?"

Seeing the increasingly infatuated look in Lao Shihe's eyes, Lin Dujuan chuckled.

I knew it; a true craftsman really appreciates these practical, classic patterns and designs. See how these modern tools completely captivated the old man?

The mud who came along looked at her with some puzzlement, "What did you give my old man? He seems quite engrossed in it."

Lin Dujuan shrugged, maintaining a mysterious smile.

"Mud, come in."

Just as the mud was about to ask a question, the stone river inside suddenly roared.

Lin Dujuan felt her eardrums buzzing from the shouting.

No wonder that old man doesn't like to talk; apparently, he speaks by shouting.

After the mud went in, a clanging and banging sound came from inside the house.

"It seems that this great blacksmith will be busy in the coming days."

Lin Dujuan glanced at these stones, which were hard and slightly black, or light cloud-colored, and looked very dense, before turning around and walking outside.

With the stove and farm tools sorted out, the next step is to go to Mu Gong's house.

Surprisingly, instead of finding Mu Gong, they found another thin child who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old.

At that moment, he was intently studying something that looked like a bird.

"Crack... Crack..."

I don't know how the child did it, but just by twisting it, those big, dull wooden birds actually started flapping their wings.

Lin Dujuan's eyes widened, and she stopped in her tracks.

"Sigh, that's all I can do is flap my wings. It's impossible to help."

The boy seemed very troubled, scratching his thigh and muttering to himself.

Lin Dujuan leaned closer.

What kind of bird do you want to become?

"What else can I do? I was just thinking that I could make this bird help clean the house and cook some barbecue or something. But now it seems that's difficult."

Oh my god.

This kid has such progressive ideas!

They actually thought of making robots back in primitive times.

Lin Dujuan immediately felt immense admiration for the child.

"You're amazing! You actually thought of using wooden toys to replace human labor. That's a fantastic idea."

The boy seemed to have never heard anyone praise him like that before. He looked up, staring at her blankly, "You, you're praising me?"

"Oh, right, what's wrong? It's just a few words of praise, why are you so excited?"

Lin Dujuan looked at the child with a puzzled expression, completely unable to understand what was wrong with what he said.

"Thank you... thank you, female. Is this your way of acknowledging me, this little bird?" The boy's expression was very excited.

Lin Dujuan nodded affirmatively, "Yes, you made this extremely well to begin with. What happened? Could it be that they don't approve of you making it?"

The boy grabbed her arm tightly, as if he had met a kindred spirit.

"Yes, yes, all of them, including my second uncle, always thought I was just doing things recklessly, doing useless things every day. Finally, finally, a female has accepted me."

Ah, so it turns out he's always been unappreciated, which is why he got so excited when she praised him.

Lin Dujuan patted him on the shoulder, "Actually, you did a really great job. As long as you're willing to study, you'll eventually make a wooden figure that can clean. And a wooden figure that can make simple things too. However, I imagine that will be quite a challenge, because you'll have to make its mechanisms very flexible..."

Lin Dujuan was just saying it casually. But the boy listened with increasing excitement, eventually bursting into laughter.

"I get it, I get it. It's basically about making some very flexible pistons. Hmm, the piston movement needs to be done well for it to move..."

Lin Dujuan listened to the piston-like motion and quietly wiped away her sweat.

She really wanted to say that what modern people call piston-like motion is actually that kind of thing. She never imagined that in ancient times, they used real wooden plugs… Well, people in ancient times were so simple-minded…