Reborn: Still want me to be the receiver? impossible

Shu Zhiqiang and the other five left the food shop and returned to Shujiacun an hour later.

He rejected Shu Jiaxin's proposal to ride in the same car, which made the other party feel aggrieved.

The main reason is that the roads in the countryside are uneven, and the potholes make it easy to bump into each other.

He has already taken advantage of one person, and he doesn't want to take advantage of the second person.

In this way, too many misunderstandings can be avoided.

When they got home, both Shu Biao and Shu Zhixuan were asleep, and only Shu Zhiqiang was talking to Xiong Fengxia outside the door.

Seeing Shu Zhiqiang pushing the car in, they immediately stood up to greet him.

"Brother (Qiangzi), are you back?"

"You guys haven't slept yet? Didn't you say you don't have to wait for me in the future?" Shu Zhiqiang frowned and looked at Shu Zhiguo reproachfully.

"Is it too hot? Look, I'm so busy that I forgot;

Zhiguo, please bring back an electric fan tomorrow so you don’t have to crowd together,"

Hearing this, Xiong Fengxia's expression suddenly changed, and she quickly scolded Shu Zhiqiang for not knowing how to live frugally.

It’s already good to have a Taiwan electric fan at home, but you still want to buy one?

She didn't sleep just to wait for Shu Zhiqiang. After all, she was worried because she beat so many people during the day.

Although the village chief later issued a radio broadcast to reprimand this group of people. He also warned against spreading rumors.

"Since there's nothing wrong, go to bed quickly. I'm still busy tomorrow."

Shu Zhiqiang comforted his mother for a while, and then went to take a shower.

Before going to bed, I checked with my brother on today’s receipts and asked him to collect an extra hundred kilograms of lobsters from the village tomorrow.

After giving instructions for a while, the two of them lay down on the mat and fell asleep with the rest of the family.

At dawn the next day, Shu Bingwen came with Tan Fang.

They had just loaded the eels, loaches and lobsters onto the cart when a clicking sound came from outside.

"Uncle Chaomian should be here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shu Chaomian drove a tractor and appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

"Qiangzi, am I not late?" He got out of the car and walked over with an apologetic look.

There was nothing I could do about it. When my wife heard that he was selling vegetables to the villagers without profit, she was so angry that she even stopped cooking.

He cooked a bowl of polenta for himself, which was why he stayed up so late.

"No, we are just about to set off." Shu Zhiqiang smiled slightly and then handed the donkey cart to Shu Zhiguo.

“Zhiguo, Bingwen, you take the village chief to deliver vegetables to state-owned restaurants and several factories;

I'm going to talk to my master about something, and I'll ride my bike to the city later;

You just need to buy the meat for me after the goods are delivered. You don't have to wait for me. "

Hearing that he wanted to see Shu Qingshan for something, Shu Zhiguo and the others said nothing more.

But Shu Zhixuan was very naughty. Before getting in the car, she pulled Shu Zhiqiang and asked softly.

“Brother, Teacher Xiao’s face was red when he went back yesterday, and he could tell what happened when he saw it;

Did you do something to her? When can I call her sister-in-law? "

Uh……

Shu Zhiqiang's face darkened, and he hit the opponent on the back of the head with a huge blow.

"You little guy is getting more and more outrageous. Where did you learn this?"

Shu Zhixuan stuck out her tongue, climbed into the donkey cart and set off with Shu Zhiguo and the others.

Shu Zhiqiang looked back at his parents, then pushed his bicycle towards Shu Qingshan's house.

"Qiangzi, are you here?

Come in quickly. Let’s have lunch here. The master’s wife is back from selling pig’s trotters. "

Seeing Shu Zhiqiang, the teacher's wife's attitude was a little more enthusiastic than before.

Although Shun wanted to keep him for meals before, he never said he wanted to buy meat or anything.

Maybe it's because of poverty.

“Master’s wife, I don’t have time to come back at noon;

I came to see Master to help me set up some tables. I have to go to the city later. "

Shu Zhiqiang explained, and then went to the backyard under the scolding words of his wife.

Shu Qingshan was holding a saw at this time, stepping on a wooden board and pulling continuously.

The wood chips fell to the ground with every pull, and soon they formed a small hillside.

The mistress glanced at Shu Qingshan, then looked at Shu Zhiqiang and explained.

"Your master took over the work from the Zhang family next door a few days ago and needs to build a wardrobe."

Ah this...

Hearing this, Shu Zhiqiang suddenly hesitated.

If you speak at this time, wouldn't it delay Master's work?

Just when he was about to turn around and leave, planning to go to the market to buy something, Shu Qingshan put down the saw.

"Qiangzi, you want to hit the tables, chairs and benches, right?" He turned around and walked over expressionlessly.

Bingwen has already told me, just tell me what you want to fight. "

"Master, what about you..." Shu Zhiqiang hesitated and pointed to the thing behind him.

"Just say what you say, why are you talking so much nonsense?" Uncle Qingshan glared. Show off the momentum that belongs to his master.

Shu Zhiqiang nodded helplessly, and then expressed his thoughts.

For a folding table, use a wooden board as the table top and bamboo or wooden sticks as the support.

As long as it can be folded up and stored easily, it will be fine.

"Folding table?"

"I haven't fought before." Shu Qingshan shook his head and became interested: "Tell me what the principle is."

Upon hearing this, Shu Zhiqiang immediately asked his wife to get him some pen and paper.

Then he scribbled on the paper for a while, and explained a few words to Shu Qingshan from time to time.

Sometimes Shu Qingshan would slap the table twice and argue with Shu Zhiqiang.

But his carpenter skills are really good, and he understood it immediately after understanding the structure.

Shu Qingshan nodded and said, "Okay, how many do you want?"

“Twenty, plus forty matching stools;

I'll charge you fifteen yuan for a set. Do you think that's okay? "When he said this, Shu Zhiqiang was a little cautious.

It's not that he thinks the money given is too little, but he's afraid that the other party will be angry if he gives too much.

After all, craft work in this era is not valuable, and Shu Qingshan sometimes does a few for others for free.

With his master's temper, he might actually get angry.

However, to his expectation and surprise, Shu Qingshan waved his hand.

But he didn't refuse to charge, but he felt that the fee paid by Shu Zhiqiang was indeed too high.

“Since these are what you use for business, I won’t be polite to you;

But fifteen yuan is too much, so just get two yuan a set. "

Shu Qingshan waved his hand and reminded him again after finishing speaking.

“Tomorrow I will call my apprentices and ask them to help;

I'm not sure how long it will take to complete the printing process, so I can only deliver it while printing. "

The two yuan for a set is too low. It doesn't even have enough money to buy materials. How could Shu Zhiqiang agree to it?

Moreover, the other party’s apprentice also has to make money, so he can’t let them work in vain.

So the two started bargaining, leaving the teacher's wife on the side speechless.

I’ve seen prices go down when buying things, but I’ve never seen prices go up when buying things.

The one who is argumentative wants more money, and the one who is red-faced wants less money.

"Okay, okay, if you want me to watch, just give me five yuan a set." The wife couldn't stand it any longer, and she hurriedly shouted.

“Qiangzi, five yuan is a lot for a set, twenty sets is a hundred yuan;

Do you think how long it will take for our two old coffins to earn this?

What's more, you arranged work for Bingwen and the others, and we haven't thanked you yet. "

Seeing his master's wife's grateful eyes, Shu Zhiqiang nodded helplessly.