Reborn Great Nation Craftsman

Chapter 395
The first impression I saw when I saw Zheng Lao Si was that he was tall and tall, and then he was thin.

The contradictory words burly and lean appear in the same person.

Zheng Laosi is very burly, with a height of 1.9 meters and a big frame. When he was young, he was definitely a burly man who could run a horse with one arm.

It's just that now the cheekbones on his face are high and protruding, his palms are slender, skin is wrapped around bones, his veins are protruding, and he's thin.

However, the whole person seems to be in good spirits.

"You are Mr. Zheng? My master, Yang Wei, is called Mingde, let me visit you!" Zhang Junping put the gift he brought on the table next to him, and then cupped his hands.

"Stop talking nonsense, sit down.

Are you the closed disciple of Yang Laoer? "

"Yes!"

"Second Yang told me that you plan to renovate Prince Gong's mansion?"

"Yes! I bought the Prince Gong's Mansion and planned to repair it and open it to the public as a museum. This can be regarded as fulfilling the prime minister's last wish."

"My old man has lived for more than 70 years, and he has seen too many people and things who have neglected justice for profit and betrayed for profit.

For an irrelevant last wish, it costs so much and so much thought.This is the first time my old man has seen someone as impartial as you. "Zheng Laosi sneered and shook his head.

Zheng Laosi's expression clearly shows that he doesn't believe that Zhang Junping's renovation of Prince Gong's Mansion is for some last wish.

Don't you see, at this moment, all the state-owned factories are occupying Prince Gong's Mansion, and these people are still dragging their feet and refuse to move away.

Zhang Junping, a personal boss, would be so impartial?

Zheng Laosi, who thinks he can see through people's hearts and human nature, naturally doesn't believe it.

"Hehe, you can't say that you are selfless.

Previously, I made a sum of money in Xiangjiang. According to foreign tax policies, this money would have to pay a large amount of tax.

Um!Let's put it this way, the tax to be paid can roughly build two Prince Gong mansions. Zhang Junping explained with a slight smile.

"..." Zheng Lao Si was considered well-informed, and at this moment, he was so startled by Zhang Junping's words that he was speechless.

It was written brightly on his face: You are bragging, three words.

"I don't want to hand over such a large sum of money to the foreign devils.

Someone suggested that I set up a charitable foundation and put all my income into this charitable foundation.

This way, you don't have to pay taxes. "Zhang Junping didn't care about Zheng Lao Si's expression, and continued to explain.

"All the expenses for buying Prince Gong's Mansion and repairing Prince Gong's Mansion came from this charitable foundation I established.

Oh!
By the way, the name of my charitable foundation is: Jiangmen Mutual Aid Charity Foundation.

It aims to help poor craftsmen all over the world and help the inheritance and development of traditional crafts of all nations in the world. "

"Jiangmen Mutual Aid Charity Foundation?" Zheng Laosi repeated it with emotion.

"Yes! The Carpenter's Door Mutual Aid Charity Foundation." Zhang Junping nodded, and then continued: "Prince Gong's Mansion is the first project of the Charity Foundation.

Demonstrate and restore traditional Chinese construction techniques through Prince Gong's Mansion. "

Although Zhang Junping has some feelings, he really can't be selfless.

It is too difficult to be selfless. People who have been able to be selfless throughout the ages are all sages.

Zhang Junping is naturally not a sage.

It is natural to use the tax that would have been paid to the foreign devils to develop the inheritance of artisans, and to make a good name for yourself.

And make a big deal out of it.

"Lao Er Yang has taken in a good apprentice! I'm not as good as him in this!
If the wooden order is still there, why not give it to him for the next 30 years...

well! "Thinking of the wooden letter lost from his hand, Zheng Laosi sighed, and his spirit was a little bit decadent.

Hearing Zheng Laosi mentioned the wooden order, Zhang Junping smiled and took out the wooden order, put it on the table, and pushed it to Zheng Laosi.

"Old Zheng, by chance, I got this wooden token.

Presumably it was lost from Mr. Zheng's hands, but now the boy has brought it here, and it will be returned to the original owner. "

"Here!" Zheng Lao Si stood up, trembling, stretched out his hands, and carefully picked up the wooden token.

"Where did you get the wooden order?" Zheng Laosi stared at Zhang Junping with eyes wide open.

Zhang Junping immediately felt as if he was being targeted by a ferocious beast.

Fortunately, Zhang Junping was well-informed in his second life, and he was not frightened by Zheng Laosi, and said calmly: "I took the old house from a family named Feng before."

"It turned out to be him! I should have thought of it earlier!" Zheng Laosi gritted his teeth fiercely when he thought of something.

Apparently, Mr. Zheng knew something about the person who took away the wooden token.

Although Zhang Junping only mentioned a surname, Zheng Laosi quickly picked up the number.

I was just blinded and didn't think about that person.

"No matter what, the wooden word order is finally back!"

"Good! Good! Good!

Finally home! "Speaking, Mr. Zheng held the wooden letter in four hands, tears streaming down his face.

"I, Zheng Laosi, am ashamed of my patriarch. I am a sinner of the carpenter's family. I lost the wooden letter passed down by the patriarch. I thought I would never see this wooden letter again in this life.

Unexpectedly, the wooden word order of going round and round came into your hands.

Really God bless me! "Zheng Laosi said, put the wooden order on the table, and solemnly pushed it back to Zhang Junping.

"From now on, you are the head of the Muzitang of the Carpenter's Gate, but if you have an order, no one in Muzitang will dare to disobey!"

"Old Zheng, according to the rules set by the patriarch, this wooden letter will be kept with you for the time being.

Looking back, I will win it back in a fair manner. " Zhang Junping said confidently without accepting the wooden order.

What Zheng Laosi said was impassioned, but he had orders, so he dared not refuse.

Just listen to this, only a fool will take it seriously.

"Boy, take it!
Yang Laoer showed me your work before.

No need to compare, no one in the next generation can compare to you!

So, from now on, you are the head of Muzitang! "Zheng Laosi stared and said unwillingly.

Only then did Zhang Junping smile and put away the wooden order.

He took out the wooden letter, but he didn't mean to return it to Mr. Zheng.

Zheng Laosi also knew it in his heart, calmed down, and asked, "Little... hall master, what do you want me, Zheng Laosi, to do when you come today?"

"I would like to invite Mr. Zheng to serve as a consultant for the renovation project of Prince Gong's Mansion.

In addition, I heard that Mr. Zheng has a team of craftsmen who are good at building ancient buildings. "

"I can hand over the team to the hall master, and please treat the hall master kindly..."

"They are all Muzitang's brothers, so naturally I won't treat them badly.

I will start a company where anyone can join.

After assessing their skills, they will be paid according to their skill level.

If there are difficulties in life, I can also give some help.

One of the purposes of the Craftsmen Mutual Aid Charity Foundation is to help poor craftsmen improve their lives. Zhang Junping was secretly delighted, and directly promised.

(End of this chapter)