MTL - The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family-Chapter 30 Salted fish is not ideal

  Chapter 30 Salted fish is not ideal

  Qi Wu has only been an apprentice with Carpenter Liao for a few years. Don't look at just beating the coffin, he has a lot to say.

  He belongs to the kind of person who remembers things slowly and is willing to work hard. The old ones don’t remember what they said, but how to trim wood so that it is smooth and smooth is definitely a master.

   Some fastidious people are not allowed to use a single nail, so it is good for him to make the tenon and tenon.

  The brothers of the Qi family are tall, strong and strong. Qi Wu went to a distant mountain to cut wood when he had nothing to do, and then dragged him back to practice.

  Yan Laoer was very satisfied, so he built a carport, not to fix the fake ones, but to be durable and firm, which is what he asked for.

  Qi Wu was a little nervous.

  He doesn't know how to carve, polish and oil, and the things he makes are stupid, just like him.

   Few people in the village interacted with his family, and Yan Lao Er was the first person to ask him for something.

   "Second brother Yan, my master is a coffin maker, don't you...don't taboo?"

   "Get promoted and get rich, what a good meaning, come on, Brother Qi, take a look at the picture I drew, can you see if you can play it?" Yan Lao Er didn't talk nonsense, and directly showed the drawing.

  Their father and daughter jointly produced it, a masterpiece of painstaking effort!

  Qi Si and Qi Wu were in awe.

  Yan's second child can draw wooden pictures?

  Qi Wu honestly said: "Second brother Yan, I can't read or read, can you tell me what kind of carport you want?"

  Qi Wu was fortunate enough to glance at his master's picture, the densely packed words, the picture is only a little bit, and he can't see clearly or understand it.

  How can I not watch it, how much brains my daughter and I have spent!

"Brother Qi Wu, look, the shed I want is like this. It can put heavy objects on it. It's better to be the same as the original frame. It's okay for a few people to lie down. There are fences around, and the fence is higher, four feet. Left and right.

   Isn’t it quite simple, just a few pieces of wood. "

  Qi Si leaned over, "Second Brother Yan, are you building a high-leg bed and putting it on?"

  Yan's second son let out a "huh" and took a closer look, and it really looks alike.

"Yes, just add it to the bed. The four legs are longer, so that people can move around under it. Add a fence to the bed. I want to put straws, grains, iron pots, salutes and so on on it. See if it's simple? "

   Qi Wu nodded: "If you can do it, you can do it, but Second Brother Yan, this frame is heavy, plus what you said, the cow can't pull it, right?"

   "Don't use real materials, just use small wooden strips for the fence, and use boards for the bed boards, instead of the whole board." Yan Laoer said.

   Cutting corners.

  Qi Wu understood, and pondered according to what Yan Laoer meant.

  Don't say it, this way, it is indeed a lot lighter.

   "Also, this is a two-wheeled bullock cart, I am afraid that the heavy objects on it will not be stable, so I add two more wheels to make it a four-wheeled bullock cart.

  Brother Qi, take a look at this picture again. There is a small cart behind it, and the two cars are fixed with boards. Isn’t this all work? "

  Qi Si, Qi Wu: …

  Qi Wu: "Second brother Yan, I'm afraid it's too late to do it now. My family has a bigger scooter. I'll try to see if I can connect it later."

   If another person came, he would definitely not mess around with Yan Laoer like this.

  But whoever called Yan Lao Er found Qi Wu, an honest man who received an order for the first time.

   Not only Qi Wu and Qi Si, even Qi Da came to help.

  Yan's second child has nothing else to do, so he stayed to help.

  …

  Li Xuemei and her husband stuffed all the things in the house into cloth bags last night.

  It is mainly a variety of seasonings. To save trouble, the salt, pepper noodles and chicken essence are mixed together, and the chili noodles and cumin are also fragrant in a bag.

  The latter is Yan's second insistence, his daughter loves to eat barbecue, with these two, any kind of meat is delicious.

  People still have dreams, what if one day they can realize the freedom to eat meat.

  Old Yan didn’t ask where he came from, but he always passed the Ming Road, leaving only the toilet paper.

   It can’t be exposed at all, the color is too white and too dazzling.

   Now that the family has settled the important issues in their lives, they have to dig a hole and bury it themselves.

  Yan Laoer stowed a lot of straw into the house, and now Li Xuemei is doing the final work, packing the straw into the package to make up.

  No way, they sell space, and if they want to take something out in the future, there must be a cover.

  When Yan Yu came back bouncing around, he saw the house full of bags.

   Taking a quick look, they found that they still had a lot of property.

   "Did you sleep well last night?" Li Xuemei asked her daughter.

   "Great! Mom, the bed is still comfortable." Yan Yu said seriously.

  Li Xuemei laughed, "You're lazy. Seeing that your father and I are busy, we just packed up."

  Yan Yushun asked, "Where's my father? Where did he go?"

   "Go to Qi's house and beat the car shed you drew."

   "Haha! Mom, Dad didn't have breakfast, I'll send it to him later."

   "It doesn't matter if he is hungry, you can go if you want, don't take anything.

  The brothers of the Qi family looked really sincere. If you go to deliver food, they will definitely give it to your father. "

  Li Xuemei took the opportunity to teach her daughter.

   "Understood, I'll go later." She suddenly thought of something, "Mother, what about the characters on the bamboo slips that you can't make out, I'll copy them down and ask my uncle."

  Li Xuemei thought for a while, and asked her: "Xiaoyu, tell me, can we take the bamboo slip directly to your uncle?

  That's what I thought, and I said that your father got it by accident. How can I put it this way, Yan Lao Er still has a reputation as a scholar, so he is not out of line. "

  Yan Yu shook her head like a rattle: "Mother, this is the third bamboo slip, and in the future there will be bamboo slips one and two, manuscript one, two, and three... and more, it would be great to take them out together.

  I’m only asking for a few words now. Uncle won’t notice anything, so I think it’s a remote word written in some book. By the way, let’s expose your daughter’s literacy.

  Mom, I don't want to be illiterate forever. "

  Li Xuemei pulled her over, combed her hair again, and said softly: "Xiaoyu, you should know that this ancient woman is full of talents and has no chance to display them..."

  She worried that her daughter had a psychological gap.

   "Mother!" Yan Yu turned her head suddenly, her eyes widened in shock, "What are you talking about, you don't think I have any great ideals, do you? No, absolutely not!

  I just want to be a literate person. It is not surprising that I can read books, write and draw, just like the carport I drew with my father. I should use my little head to prevent it from rusting. "

  Li Xuemei breathed a sigh of relief.

  Yan Yu turned around and hugged her, raised her small face, and said with a bright face: "Let Dad support us, he works hard to make money outside, and we are beautiful at home, hahaha! Mother, do you think this day is okay?"

  Li Xuemei couldn't help laughing, "That's amazing!"

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