MTL - The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter-Chapter 60 It's more delicious than dumplings, more fun than...

  Chapter 60 It’s not as delicious as dumplings, but as fun as it is...

  As soon as this matter was brought up, Fourth Master Qiao's face was overwhelmed with pride.

  Wu Yuan saw it and knew that this time he had made the right bet.

  In his previous life, he participated in the construction of the auditorium, and the master and apprentice worked together to find a way to solve this problem, which did not cost much money, and was safe and efficient.

   So much so that Fourth Master Qiao has been showing off for many years.

   It can be seen how much sense of accomplishment this has brought to the old man.

  In this life, Wu Yuan originally thought that Master would be troubled by this matter, so much so that he made a point of talking about it years ago.

   I didn’t expect Master to solve it quietly

  Although compared with the previous life, the construction period was delayed by one month, but this will not affect the sense of accomplishment, on the contrary, it may become even more explosive.

  Zhai Di also took the opportunity to offer a cigarette to Master and said, "Master, tell us about it."

Fourth Master Qiao took the cigarette with a pale face: "You also know that the auditorium is a dome structure with a height of nearly 20 meters in the middle. If there is a fastener-style scaffolding like the one in the south in Beigang County, then these are not a big deal. The problem is, we didn't..."

  The old man was elated and beaming with joy.

   Completely forgot about the little grudge between the two apprentices.

   Even, seeing the two disciples listening to the teachings so devoutly, the little awkwardness in my heart disappeared long ago.

   This conversation lasted until the teacher's wife, Cheng Yue'e, made dinner, and greeted the two of them: "Today, you have a good drink with the master."

  Zhai Di got up when he saw this and said: "Master, we don't want to eat the rice, we have already prepared it at home."

   This was originally a polite refusal.

   As a result, the old man was not happy when he heard it: "I have made a lot of money, so I can't see a meal at the old man's house?"

  Wu Yuan quickly pulled Zhai Di to sit down and said: "Master, I see what you said. I have eaten the rice cooked by my wife for more than three years, but I haven't eaten it for more than a year. I really miss this meal."

  Zhai Di also said: "Master, I don't mean that."

The old man snorted heavily, and his tone softened: "I've heard about Xingwang Furniture Factory. Wu Yuan did a good job, but he was mistaken for his teacher. Xiao Zhai, you ran from the auditorium to work in the factory, and I can understand. People go to higher places!"

   These words made Zhai Di tease enough.

But Wu Yuan easily dismissed it with a smile: "Master, I was still thinking about it. After the next year, I will invite you to manage the furniture factory. After the next year, I will cooperate with four village committees to set up the factory. Once the scale expands, only you, the old man, will Only then can you hold on."

   Fourth Master Qiao coughed heavily: "We'll talk about this after a year."

   Then dinner began.

  Cheng Yuee cooked four hot dishes and two cold dishes, all home-cooked.

  Wu Yuan directly opened the Moutai he brought, and poured a cup full of three cents for Fourth Master Qiao.

   Seeing it, Fourth Master Qiao's eyelids twitched: "This small cup is worth my day's wages, right?"

  The old man’s search force made Wu Yuan laugh: "Master, this cup is worth four or five yuan, which is worth a brother's day's wages, but not your old man."

   But no matter how expensive it is, you have to drink it.

  No way, the local Beigang Daqu and bulk liquor in the store are cheap, but my wife won’t drink it.

  Today, I had to borrow the light of the two apprentices to relieve the glutton in my stomach.

  Wu Yuan saw the master's thirst, and took his wife to sit down to eat with him and said: "Today's wine is not enough, master can drink two more glasses."

  Cheng Yuee also relaxed: "For Wu Yuan's sake, you can drink whatever you want tonight."

   As a result, after finishing one bottle, Zhai Di was about to open the second bottle when he was stopped by Fourth Master Qiao.

   "What are you doing? Are you planning on not leaving me a drop?"

  Zhai Di was stupid, he also wanted to open it because he saw that the master didn't drink to his heart's content, and his wife gave permission tonight.

  In the end, the master snatched it directly, put it away like a treasure, and said, "One bottle is enough for today, keep this bottle, and the water will flow forever. You two hurry up and eat, and get out after eating."

  Leaving from Mr. Qiao's house full of wine and food, Zhai Di was still depressed: "Master, did you forgive us, or did you not forgive us?"

   "Brother, just put your heart in your stomach. This matter is settled."

  Back home, there was a lot of tobacco, wine, fruit, white sugar, and malted milk on the table of the Eight Immortals in the main room.

  Yang Luoyan summed it up in one sentence: "The three apprentices have all been here."

   But Lin Miaomiao pointed to a few of them and explained: "The cigarettes, the wine, and the honey three knives were all given by Baojun."

   This is simply three hundred taels of silver here.

  Wu Yuan pretended to be foolish and made a joke: "But I don't like honey three swords, it's too sweet and too greasy."

  Lin Miaomiao blurted out: "But I like it."

   After speaking, she realized that Yang Luoyan's smile was not a smile, stomped her feet, twisted her body and hid in the west chamber.

  Yang Luoyan poured a glass of water for her husband, pointed to a row of photo frames on the wall and said, "Baojun is not bad, these photo frames are made with care."

  Wu Yuan discovered that all the photos developed from Xingfu Photo Studio were framed and hung on the wall.

  It makes the life at home more and more intense.

   "From now on, we should take a family portrait every year."

   "Okay, you are a man, you decide." Yang Luoyan also likes these photos very much.

  This is a beautiful testimony, the light and shadow of the years.

   "When the new house is built next year, I will set aside a white wall to hang photos." Wu Yuan vowed.

  Yang Luoyan has heard a lot of similar prospects.

  For example, a new house must have heating, it must have a toilet, it must have a bathroom...

   Sounds like building a hotel.

  Yang Luoyan is no longer surprised, "By the way, have you eaten dumplings at Master's house? Today is the winter solstice."

   "I really haven't eaten, and I'm just patronizing to drink with Master."

   "Then you wait."

   Not long after, Yang Luoyan brought a bowl of dumplings, hot and fragrant.

  Just as Wu Yuan picked it up, the two children in the East Chamber started to quarrel.

  So he brought the dumplings into the house, and accompanied his wife and baby while eating the dumplings.

   It has been said that the winter solstice is the year.

   But in fact, there is still more than a month before the end of the year.

  However, for most farmers in the countryside, there is nothing to work in the field, and they can only wait for the New Year.

   Of course, the brain should be more active.

  Set up a game, play a game of cards or mahjong, and earn some pocket money while entertaining.

  Often.

   Some of them came to call Wu Yuan.

  Wu Yuan has never been tempted.

  He has never been addicted to playing cards and mahjong.

  With that kind of skill, isn’t it nice to hug the children and daughter-in-law at home?

What's more, during this period of time, through Xiong Gang's relationship, he collected old newspapers from the south for nearly a month, leaned against the bedside when he had nothing to do, and while his daughter-in-law was washing and applying fragrance, he summarized and sorted out the news of this era. information.

  Yang Luoyan didn't understand at first: "You read newspapers and study every day, are you planning to go to university?"

   "The few programs on TV are far less informative than newspapers."

  Wu Yuan explained it this way, but in fact he paid the most attention to the financial sector, especially the policies and trends of the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

  (end of this chapter)