The Art of Speaking_1
Tian Laosì looked at Chenzi with a face full of pity.
"The work is actually simple, but once you start digging, the cement floor is definitely ruined, it all has to be broken up."
Chenzi chuckled, "Not a problem, just tell me what you need me to do."
Tian Laosì thought for a moment.
"Speaking of tools, you'll need to buy a few pickaxes, and ideally, you should get a drill. Cement isn't like bricks that can be pried up; you have to use a drill to break it!"
Chenzi nodded, his face resolute.
"Alright, I'll go buy them now."
When Tian Laosì heard that Chenzi was going to town to buy a drill, he hurriedly said, "Don't rush, don't buy a drill, it's too expensive. You can go to the repair shops in town; some places offer rentals."
"Pay a bit of money, and if you can rent one to bring back, that's best. After all, saving even a little is worth it."
A drill isn't often needed and is expensive; buying one just isn't cost-effective.