Douyin's Craft King

Lu Ling gritted her teeth and endured the defeat, but the beautiful scenery of the crops outside the car window made her feel a little better.

It was the first time she experienced the scenery of the countryside in person.

Ye Heng returned home, and Land Rover followed, and stopped in an open space not far from Ye Heng's house.

A Land Rover came to the village, which is very rare.

Many villagers watched curiously, and when they saw the car parked at the door of Ye Heng's house, the villagers suddenly realized.

"Hengzi's is indeed promising, and he has made a lot of money."

Ye Heng was not idle when he got home, and started to work on the bamboo house he made yesterday.

Some details, such as beauty and comfort, have to be processed by hand.

The door was unlocked, so Lu Ling took Wang Gang to open the door and walked in.

Lu Ling's eyes lit up when she saw the unique bamboo residence.

Although she has lived there, this is the first time she has seen the production in person. This feeling is different.

Ye Heng did not seem to see the arrival of the two, and was doing his own thing.

"Little iog brother, take the liberty to interrupt."

Lu Ling has the small temper of a princess, but Wang Gang can't. After all, he used to be a soldier.

There is discipline in the army, and at any time, it is wrong to disturb without the consent of the common people.

Hearing Wang Gang's voice, Ye Heng looked up at Wang Gang, did not speak, and continued to do his own thing.

His eyes didn't stay on Lu Ling for a second at all.

Lu Ling felt that she had no sense of existence.

"Are you a wood?" Lu Ling complained dissatisfiedly.

But Ye Heng still ignored it.

Lu Ling's face was bulging with anger, and she was more motivated, so she stood aside and watched Ye Heng do things.

Wang Gang stood behind Lu Ling and said nothing.

Grinding and weaving, the bamboo house that originally looked a little rough quickly became shiny in Ye Heng's hands.

Even on the ground of the bamboo house, Ye Heng used bamboo to piece together into a bamboo floor.

The rest is waiting for the merchants in the town to send over the materials that Ye Heng bought, and the perfect bamboo house can be completed.

It was still early, and daily craftsmanship occupied most of Ye Heng's life.

Not boring and meaningful.

Ye Heng was about to start making a tactical beast. The tactical beast could not be made in a day or two, and it would take a month or even a few months if it was too complicated.

Ye Heng planned to make a smaller and simpler mechanical beast to test the water.

Carrying an oil saw, Ye Heng walked out.

Seeing that Ye Heng just walked away like nothing happened, he didn't even lock the door.

Lu Ling was stunned for a while, then quickly followed out.

Today, she made plans to follow Ye Heng wherever she goes.

Although Wang Gang was helpless, he followed.

Ye Heng entered the mountain, but this time, he was not cutting bamboo, but preparing to cut wood.

And also choose a good thicker wood.

In the mountains and forests, the sound of a wood sawing saw was heard.

Sawdust flying, this mechanical tool is indeed much more efficient and less labor-intensive than traditional hand saws.

The bottom of a large tree was soon sawn almost by Ye Heng, and a three-quarter gap was sawn.

Ye Heng pushed hard, and the tree broke and fell, hitting the ground.

"You think you're bald and you even cut wood."

Looking at Ye Heng's skilled technique, Lu Ling muttered.

Holding a chainsaw in his hand, Ye Heng cut and adjusted the fork of the big tree without breaking the mud and water at all, and cut a thicker part, about three or four meters.

Wang Gang, who was watching from the side, was curious how this young man could transport this piece of wood back. It would be impossible if he had no tools to carry it alone.

But just when Wang Gang was puzzled, Ye Heng picked up the piece of wood with both hands, and then shouted, and directly resisted it on his shoulders.

"Fuck." Wang Gang couldn't help but swear.

When he was training as a special force, he would also carry a log for cross-country running, but it would be difficult for five or six people to carry it together.

This young man actually carried it steadily by himself.

Is there really such a monster in this world?

Chapter [-] A letter of thanks made the headlines

Although Ye Heng is not as strong as Wang Gang looks.