Everything Is Too Easy After Maxing My Talents Chapter 100: The rapidly developing Qjngdu Port, the third generation of fishing boats!_3

Chapter 100: The rapidly developing Qjngdu Port, the third generation of fis.h.i.+ng boats!_3

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As long as there were blueprints.

The craftsman’s hand was simply playing with the screws.

Perhaps the only flaw was that it was relatively slow and required a lot of craftsmen’s time…

However, Li Yueming could guarantee it.

The blueprints he gave were all jobs that could be completed by human labor.

Therefore, as long as there was enough investment, third-generation wars.h.i.+ps could definitely be produced.

The reason why the third generation was no longer named as a fis.h.i.+ng boat.

It was because the third-generation wars.h.i.+ps had completely broken away from the low-level interest of fis.h.i.+ng and could go further into the ocean for whaling activities.

He glanced at the current Qingdu Port.

After not finding any problems, he was relieved.

Li Yueming returned to his courtyard.

By now, many residents of Qingdu Port had built new buildings around the small courtyard that Li Yueming had bought. All kinds of happy events became even more lively.

For ordinary people.

New houses and lavish funerals were the best proof of their wealth.

After all, it was fine as long as there was a place to stay when they were hungry.

Only when they had enough to eat and built a new house could they hold a lively banquet.

On the road.

The smiles on the faces of the people of Qingdu could not hide their happiness.

However, all of this had nothing to do with Li Yueming.

As a reincarnator, he was an outsider most of the time.

To him, the joys and sorrows of people were like a paper cut projected on a plastic sheet.

An illusion that could be broken with a poke.

After returning to the courtyard.

Ye Nanyuan was accompanying her cheap mother to plant vegetables.

The two of them, one big and one small, were working in harmony in the vegetable field.

Li Yueming came in.

His mother smiled and gave Ye Nan a look.

Ye Nanyuan twirled her fingers.

After a moment of embarra.s.sment, she jogged into the courtyard and took out a bag of wedding candy wrapped in red paper. She handed it to Li Yueming and said, “Here, this is the wedding candy from our neighbor, Dazhuang. He specially asked us to save it for ‘you’!”

She emphasized the word ‘you’.

Li Yueming was stunned for a moment before he understood that it was probably Da Zhuang himself.

He looked at the black word ‘Xi’ written on the festive red oil paper in his hand.

Li Yueming seemed to be touched by something in his heart. He smiled and said, “Looks like I came back late. Otherwise, I would have been able to get a table of food!”

At the side.

His mother rolled her eyes.” If you spread the word, you won’t be able to eat all the banquets in Qingdu Harbor!” “When will you and Nan Yuan be able to hold a grand banquet? Your mother is getting old. My biggest wish now is to see you get married!

Li Yueming knew that his mother would bring up this topic. “Don’t worry, you’re still young! “”

His mother had given birth to him when he was eighteen.

Now, he was almost 16 years old.

His mother was already thirty-three years old.

In terms of human age, he was still in his prime.

However, in such an ancient society where the average life expectancy of ordinary people was only over 40 years old.

It seemed reasonable to say that he was old.

Seeing that he was perfunctory again, his mother waved her hand and said,”Aiya, let’s go. It’s fine as long as Nanyuan is with me. You’re still annoying

by staying here!”

He rubbed his nose.

Li Yueming didn’t dare to retort.

She returned to her room dejectedly.

In the remaining half a year.

Li Yueming was hiding in his room, deducing and studying the fifteen Martial Emperor level cultivation methods and secret manuals.

These secret manuals inspired him a lot.

It could be said.

If the cultivation techniques of the Southern Ridge Twelve Sects were trash cultivation techniques of second-rate sects.

If Li Yueming’s absorption of nutrients inside was equivalent to making gold out of sh * t…

The Martial Monarch techniques that he had obtained now were thousands of times stronger than them.

After all, the reason why a Martial Emperor was called a Martial Emperor was that he could be called an emperor among millions of martial artists.

The probability of an expert of this level being born was very low.

But once they cultivated to this state, ordinary martial artists were as insignificant as ants in front of them.

Therefore, he had no choice.

A cultivation method that could be cultivated by a Martial Emperor would not be too bad no matter how bad it was.

Li Yueming had gained a lot from these Martial Emperor techniques.

The Star Moon Art had increased by at least two levels.

His original martial arts grandmaster realm also became unstable.

It seemed like he could break through at any time.

But Li Yueming knew that it was just an illusion.

Ultimately, it was because his strength was increasing too quickly.

As a result, many times, the body had just adapted to it, and the Inner Qi and energy in the body had increased by a large margin. He was like a balloon that kept expanding.

However, even so.

Li Yueming was only one step away from the rank of Martial Emperor.

As long as he found an opportunity to break through.

Li Yueming estimated that he would very likely become the youngest Martial Emperor in the history of Great Xia’s Zhong Province.

He cultivated for half a year.

The New Year was approaching.

Li Yueming woke up from his constant deduction.

Among the 15 Martial Royal Realm cultivation methods and secret manuals, eight of them had been sucked dry by him.

He planned to keep the remaining seven books for later.

After all, one couldn’t become fat in one go. One had to digest it a little before continuing to cultivate to achieve better results.

He looked at the sunset outside the window.

Li Yueming slowly let out a breath of turbid air and stood up to open the door.

He saw a group of disciples busy putting up festive couplets. Red lanterns hung on the high eaves, reflecting the blood-red sky on the coastline.

For some reason.

Li Yueming felt a faint sense of desolation from it.

He shook his head.

He dispelled this strange thought.

Li Yueming picked a ripe persimmon from the persimmon tree in the courtyard.

This persimmon tree was planted by Li Yueming’s mother when he first moved to Qingdu Port from Qingquan Town.

Li Yueming remembered that it was only a small sapling two years ago.

Now, it was just a blink of an eye. It’s already blossoming and giving to the Party

He saw Li Yueming come out of the door.

The disciples hurriedly bowed.

Now.

Most of them had already grown up.

He became a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old. The courtyard was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, and it looked very lively.

Li Yueming did not have the mood to defeat them.

After casually greeting them, he walked into the inner courtyard.

His mother was making dumplings with Ye Nanyuan.

When Li Yueming went in.

Ye Nanyuan’s eyes lit up, but she still pouted and said angrily,””Yo, I haven’t seen you for half a year in the blink of an eye. Why don’t I see you growing a beard?”

“I have a feeling that I’ve gained something after half a year of seclusion!” Li

Yueming smiled.”

Then, he sat down and made dumplings with the two of them.

Cheap mother’s package was always very round, and the shape and size were very neat.

However, the dumplings made by Ye Nanyuan were a little complicated.

Not only was it crooked, but its size and thickness were also uneven.

In order to hide the awkwardness.

Ye Nanyuan placed the dumplings together with Li Yueming’s.

However, Li Yue Ming was very disgusted by this.

He had no choice.

Ye Nanyuan was so angry that she could only wrap a few large dumplings and put them aside, indicating that she would eat them alone later.

This year, Li Yueming was fifteen years old.

The end of the year was spent in fun and fighting.

It was also the same year.

The third generation of fis.h.i.+ng boats at Qingdu Port had been slowly refined by the craftsmen.

Finally, he officially began his military service.