Siheyuan: Superintendent at the beginning, wife Reba!

After Wang Mantang's people arrived, they started construction in the front yard.

There used to be a lot of people in Lao Chen's house, so they didn't take good care of them. The walls and everything had to be shoveled away, and a lot of bricks on the floor were missing. Zhang Chengfei simply asked them to pry up all the bricks and lay new ones later.

After taking care of this, we still had to break down the wall and create a small washing room in the outer room.

Because Zhang Chengfei also wanted to take a shower, he had to lay a pipe to divert water out.

A group of people were working enthusiastically here. Grandma Zhang would boil some water from time to time and ask Zhang Chengfei to bring it over. People in the courtyard also came over from time to time to watch the fun and point.

At lunch time, Dalong brought food. The rice noodles boiled with cabbage also had dried shrimp skin and artificial meat. The staple food was Erhe noodles steamed buns.

Dalong's mother cooks well. Although there is no meat in the dishes, there is a lot of oil floating on the vegetable soup. The workers all nodded dissatisfied when they saw this.

They ate at other houses, but the meals provided by the boss were not so good. They usually just boiled cabbage and steamed buns. There are also inferior ones, including steamed buns with pickles. After all, renovating a house is already a big expense, so it’s natural to save as much as you can on food.

The workers put down their work and started to pack food.

Zhang Chengfei took out his meal ticket and money and wanted to pay Dalong. The latter waved his hand hurriedly, "Deputy department, don't be in a hurry, just pay later together."

Providing lunch for ten people every day is no small business. He knew that the deputy section chief took care of his own family, so he gave the order to his family. It would be unseemly to follow behind and count money and ask for accounts every day! ! !

Seeing his persistence, Zhang Chengfei did not refuse. Anyway, they will be indispensable for the settlement after the completion.

As for so many people who have to eat for more than ten days before settling the bill, what should they do with the few food stamps? He didn't ask, and Dalong didn't say anything either. Restaurant owners in this era naturally have their own methods. Not to mention others, Xu Huizhen's tavern can still get three hundred kilograms of unplanned food stamps every month.

Dalong's family has been running a restaurant for so long, so naturally they have their own ways. To take a step back, even if it doesn't happen, Dalong will take the initiative to mention it when the time comes.

After seeing off Dalong, Zhang Chengfei first served a portion of food to his grandma, and then another portion for himself and Wang Mantang to squat together and eat.

He broke the steamed buns into pieces and soaked them in vegetable soup before eating them. The steamed buns taste softer and more flavorful.

"After dinner later, boss, will you come with me to the store to look at the wood?" Wang Mantang took a bite of the steamed bun, took a big mouthful of vermicelli, swallowed it and said.

Zhang Chengfei nodded, "Sure, by the way, Master Wang, I designed some furniture styles myself last night, can you help me see if I can make them?"

--Although the furniture styles of this era are good, Zhang Chengfei felt that they were a bit heavy for his age, so last night he improved the styles of some new Chinese furniture of later generations based on his own ideas and drew drawings.

He has the carpentry master who was rewarded by the previous system. Let alone draw a blueprint, he can easily make furniture by himself. That means I'm lazy now and don't want to do it.

Wang Mantang's specialty is making furniture. When he heard that Zhang Chengfei actually designed the furniture himself, he casually said, "Bring me the drawings. If they are similar, I will modify them and try my best to make them for you."

--That's what he said, but in fact, he had no expectations at all that Zhang Chengfei could design furniture by himself.

Perhaps to ordinary people, designing furniture means drawing the furniture they want in their hearts, but only those who really do this know that designing furniture is by no means easy.

Many times, after the thoughts in your mind become reality, you realize how unreasonable your previous thoughts were.

In this era, it takes three years for ordinary people to wear new clothes, and another three years to sew and mend them, let alone furniture. Therefore, under normal circumstances, Wang Mantang and others do not support the owner's own furniture design.

That is to say, he got along well with Zhang Chengfei in the past two days and saw that he was kind in providing food, so he told me to retouch the pictures.

Zhang Chengfei took out a notebook from his pocket and handed it over. Wang Mantang's eyes widened when he looked at the drawings.

He quickly flipped through his notebook and said in a slightly urgent tone, "Dong, boss, did you design the styles of these furniture yourself?"

This... this is simply... unimaginable! !

I think Wang Mantang has been in the construction industry for most of his life. He has never made any old-fashioned furniture or new-style furniture? What kind of Western furniture and Eastern furniture have you never seen before?

But these pieces of furniture painted by Zhang Chengfei are simply unheard of! !

These furniture are neither as bulky as Chinese furniture nor as frivolous as Western furniture.

It combines the beauty of Chinese-style furniture with some of the more practical functions of Western-style furniture. There are a lot of little thoughts in it, and the little creativity is simply amazing.

Wang Mantang is a furniture fanatic and a seventh-level carpenter. After looking at these designs, looking at Zhang Chengfei was like seeing a close friend.

"Boss, tell me the truth. Have you studied carpentry for a few years before?"

--It is impossible for someone with zero knowledge of carpentry to design such furniture! !

Zhang Chengfei smiled at him and said, "I have never studied before, and I am nothing more than a carpenter. How can I become a carpenter after studying for one or two years?"

"That's right." Wang Mantang murmured to himself, how could he forget this?

Excluding what Zhang Chengfei had learned, there is only one option left. He looked at Zhang Chengfei and said decisively, "My boss, you are a genius!! A genius in the carpentry business!!"

--When he thought that such a genius became a policeman instead of a carpenter, he almost wanted to shout, what a waste of natural resources! !

After sighing, he continued reading his notebook without even bothering to eat.

"Beautiful, beautiful, really beautiful. These furniture are not only beautiful, but also practical..." Wang Mantang murmured to himself.

Now, he can't wait to see what these furniture will look like after they are completed.

So when Zhang Chengfei finished his meal, he couldn't wait to pull Zhang Chengfei away to Longji.

Siheyuan, in the middle courtyard.

It was lunch time, and the neighbors gathered around with bowls in hand to eat while continuing to discuss the Zhang family's house decoration.

Decorating a house is a big deal in this day and age. Let alone a major renovation for an ordinary family, even a simple renovation can lead to discussions for three days.

"Dachengzi is really capable. He just came back from the army and is building a house and marrying a wife. Chiliu."

"We have everything we need, including bicycles, radios, and watches... The food today is a bit salty."

"The old Zhang family is in the limelight right now, tsk tsk tsk...why don't you put sesame oil in your pickles?"

"The old Zhang family is also good at giving birth. Just giving birth to a son like this is as good as other people. Let me try your fermented bean curd."

The aunts were all jealous and jealous, and the third uncle was calculating how much Zhang Chengfei would spend on buying a house this time.

The second uncle listened to everyone's words and then looked at his third son Liu Guangfu, who only knew how to hold a big bowl of rice, and his teeth itched with anger.

"Trash, they are all trash. I have been wise and martial all my life, so why did I end up with a loser like you who only knows how to eat and shit?"

Liu Guangfu usually frowned when he was scolded, but today he didn't know what provoked him, but he actually talked back to his father, "Just talking to me, why don't you do the same? After a lifetime of hard work, you can't even be a team leader. , still wise and mighty??”

hiss!

Liu Haizhong had beaten his children all his life and was always known for his strict family tradition. When he saw that his son was baring his teeth with him in public, he angrily picked up a wooden stick as big as a bowl from the ground and whipped it towards Liu Guangfu angrily.

Liu Guangfu dodged and hid aside, waiting to laugh with his hands on his hips.

With a snap, the bowl in his hand fell off.

The second aunt's face turned green with anger, "Oh my god, you get five cents for a bowl!! Old Liu, beat him to death!!"

"Okay!" Liu Haizhong ordered and hit Liu Guangfu with another stick. This time he didn't miss, and hit Liu Guangfu on the head with the stick.

With a plop, Liu Guangfu fell to the ground. Blood instantly flowed down his forehead.

hiss! ! Everyone in the courtyard suddenly gasped.

The third uncle and the first uncle hurriedly came forward, one stretched out his hand to breathe, the other rolled his eyes.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief when they found that they were still alive. Then you looked at me and I looked at you, looking at each other.

Is this beating a son or an enemy? Just say hello to your head? If it was a little off or a little heavier, why not just kill it?

Yi Zhonghai stood up and directed Liu Guangtian to carry his brother to the hospital.

Yan Bugui pulled Liu Haizhong and accused him of not being so cruel.

But Liu Haizhong curled his lips, "A filial son emerges from under a stick, and a child cannot be used unless beaten!!"

--Why don't you just break your head? Not dead! ! Besides, are you, Lao Yan, good to your children? Still talking about me?

Yan Bugui saw his unhappy expression and started chattering.

The second aunt on the side also rarely spoke up, "Old Liu, you are really too cruel this time..."

When the residents of the courtyard heard what she said, they immediately sighed that this couple finally had a reliable one.

I just wanted to praise the second aunt, but before I could say anything, I heard the second aunt continue to say,

"You broke his head, he hasn't gone to work yet, and he hasn't been reimbursed for medical treatment. Why can't we pay for the medical expenses ourselves?"

--With such a big cut on the head, what if you don’t have seven or eight dollars to get a stitch? ? ! !

After the second aunt finished speaking, she went back to the backyard to get the money.

Everyone in the courtyard was completely speechless after hearing this.

Well, we are really not a family. If we don’t enter the same family, the son of the old Liu family will be really unlucky for eight lifetimes! !

The three brothers of the Yan family looked at me and I looked at you, secretly happy that their father didn't hit anyone.

Otherwise, their mother, who is just as stingy as their father, would not spend seven or eight dollars to treat them, and if they don't get enough, they will be left to fend for themselves! !

Zhang Chengfei didn't know about the courtyard house.

After he followed Wang Mantang to Longji, he went directly to the warehouse and started selecting wood.

How about saying that Longji is the first-tier construction factory in Sijiucheng? There are countless types of wood here, which are even more complete than those in the building materials market.

Many types of wood that were quite expensive in later generations are very reasonably priced here. Some types of wood that were very popular in later generations were actually classified into two categories in this era. Compared with their value, the price can be called The price is cabbage.

It is worth mentioning that no matter what price the wood here is, it is not composite board or biochemical board, but genuine solid wood board.

While Wang Mantang watched, he introduced the advantages and disadvantages of each type of wood to Zhang Chengfei.

In fact, in this era, ordinary people in Sijiucheng mostly used "softwood" such as elm to make furniture.

The biggest feature of this type of cork is that it is cheap, does not require painting, and has strength and hardness that can meet the needs of ordinary household furniture. The disadvantage is that it is easy to get insects, is not beautiful, and the shape is not very good-looking.

Therefore, families with better family conditions generally do not use it to make furniture, but use rosewood, pine, boxwood and the like.

These woods are also called "hardwood". The furniture they make takes into account the advantages of "softwood" while avoiding the disadvantages of "softwood", but the price is much more expensive.

Going up from the "hardwoods", there are also huanghuali, mahogany, rosewood, etc. Of course, these ordinary families cannot afford them.

After looking at all the boards, Zhang Chengfei still didn't express his opinion on which one he wanted.

Wang Mantang saw that Zhang Chengfei had been unable to make up his mind, so he asked, "My boss, have you not found the right wood?"

Zhang Chengfei hesitated, "Indeed not."

According to his idea, once furniture is made, it must be done well. Even if it is no longer used in future generations, it will still have a certain collection value.

Wang Mantang has been immersed in the business world for many years and has already become extremely mellow. Judging from Zhang Chengfei's use of everything during the past two days of communication, and the fact that he was only looking at the first and second types of wood just now, we can already guess that Zhang Chengfei wants good wood.

When I heard what he said again, I immediately pulled Zhang Chengfei aside with a clear understanding, "Does the boss want something better?"

Zhang Chengfei handed him a cigarette without making a sound.

Wang Mantang knew that he had guessed correctly, so he said, "I'll tell you the truth, boss. Longji is now owned by the state, and it's no better than when it was owned by us... If you really want good quality wood, , I do have a batch. But I can’t withdraw it from the factory’s account..."

He told Zhang Chengfei that a few years ago, his father-in-law was entrusted by someone to buy high-quality ghost-eye huanghuali from Guangdong Province. The owner at the time used part of it, and Longji himself bought the rest.

"Before the public-private partnership, I hid that batch of wood. If you want it, owner, I can dispose of it cheaper for you now."

Zhang Chengfei blew out a smoke ring, "How much does it cost?"

Wang Mantang said a number that Zhang Chengfei could never refuse, and the two closed the deal immediately.

Zhang Chengfei knows that Wang Mantang is not a fool. Now that the situation in Sijiu City is so tight, keeping that batch of wood here will only cause trouble to him, so he would rather earn less than get rid of the things.

Once the wood matter is taken care of, there will be nothing left for Zhang Chengfei to handle in terms of decoration.

He goes to work and gets off work as usual every day.

Soon another week was about to pass. On Thursday, as soon as he arrived at the police station, Dalong greeted him, "Deputy Section Chief, the director asked you to come over."