"Village Chief!"
Uncle Jiu stood in the middle of the clearing where the weeds had been cleared and shouted.
Qin Yao snapped out of her thoughts, gave a self-deprecating laugh, and brought a simple blueprint she had drawn over to Uncle Jiu. Together, they finalized the general construction plan for the new school.
But for more detailed things, like the layout of the school, Uncle Jiu was at a loss.
"How about I go to the Ding Family School to get some inspiration?" Qin Yao tentatively suggested.
Uncle Jiu was waiting for her to say this and laughed, "I'll keep an eye on things here. You just bring back the Ding Clan School's blueprint without worry."
"Copy? It's not called copying; it's called drawing inspiration!" Qin Yao corrected earnestly.
Uncle Jiu didn't know the difference between the two, so he let her call it whatever she liked, as long as he got the blueprint.
