Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

But he also has an advantage, which is that he does things for money and is quite reliable.

Although he sometimes calculated too much, in most cases, he could get things done properly. Thinking of this, Yang Ming said hello to Xu Huizhen and Chen Xueru, and then returned to the courtyard.

Teacher Yan, are you free today? Can you come to my humble abode and have a few drinks with me?

There is something I would like to ask you for advice.

When Yan Bugui heard that there was wine to drink, his eyes immediately sparkled and he agreed without hesitation. In order to entertain Yan Bugui, Yang Ming spent a lot of money.

Not only did he buy two bottles of the best Niulanshan from the tavern, he also took out a fat chicken, a fresh fish and two pounds of pork belly from his personal space.

When Yan Bugui arrived at the backyard at dinner time, carrying his own wine, which had been mixed with who knows how much water, he smelled the tempting aroma in the air before he even entered the door.

The aroma was so appetizing that Yan Bugui almost drooled on the spot. Yang Ming, you are too polite...

Seeing the four dishes and one soup on the table - the tempting braised pork, the fragrant chicken stewed with mushrooms, the sweet and sour fish, the delicious home-cooked tofu, a bowl of hot and sour soup, and two unopened bottles of Niulanshan next to it, Yan Bugui was both excited and nervous.

With such a sumptuous meal, he was worried that what Yang Ming wanted was something extraordinary. But in the end, the temptation of the food made him unable to resist and he sat down at the table.

After two glasses of wine, seeing that Yang Ming was only concerned with persuading him to drink but was slow to mention what he wanted, Yan Bugui finally couldn't help but take the initiative to ask:

Yang Ming, what do you want to ask for? You might as well tell me a little, or I won't be able to eat this meal in peace!

Teacher Yan, don't worry, it's really nothing serious. Yang Ming smiled and replied, I am planning to get married recently, and I want to ask you about the wedding process and what I need to prepare.

Just for this? After hearing this, Yan Bugui showed a surprised expression on his face.

Everything seemed to be going exceptionally smoothly, beyond everyone's expectations.

"Yang Ming, you have found the right person to consult this time. Regarding the etiquette of marriage, I am afraid no one in this courtyard knows more about it than me."

"Come, I'll explain it to you in detail, and you listen carefully..."

After his detailed explanation, Yang Ming had a basic understanding of the marriage process.

It has to be said that in this era, the marriage procedure was relatively simple, and the bride price was not as exaggerated as in later generations, where real estate, vehicles, and various other expenses were required.

A simple one only requires a five-yuan dowry and some furniture, such as tables, chairs, bedside tables, etc., collectively known as thirty-six legs or seventy-two legs.

If the family is a little better off, being able to afford a bicycle, or any of the following three items: a watch, a sewing machine, or a radio, would be considered quite good.

Just like when Jia Dongxu got married, although he only paid a five-yuan betrothal gift and his wife was from the countryside, his mother ruthlessly bought him a sewing machine and also showed off in the yard.

After hearing this, Yang Ming made a plan in mind. He planned to renovate the two rooms in his house and replace all the furniture in the house.

Of course, if he didn't want to keep a low profile, he could even find someone to buy a set of huanghuali or red sandalwood furniture, which would not be a difficult task for him.

But considering that this kind of furniture is too conspicuous, placing it in the future will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble, especially in this courtyard with so many people.

"Yang Ming, the news of your marriage came a little suddenly. Could it be the girl who came to the yard last time?" Yan Bugui suddenly thought of Xu Huizhen who had caused quite a stir before, and couldn't help asking curiously.

"Teacher Yan, you really have a keen eye." Yang Ming nodded in agreement.

"That girl looks well-educated and well-mannered, and she's a good woman who can manage the household."

"You have chosen the right person this time to marry a virtuous woman." Yan Bugui said with emotion.

"Thank you for the wine today. It just so happens that our school has some red paper left over from making window decorations during the Chinese New Year."

"Give me a list later and I'll write all the wedding invitations for you."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Yan!" Yang Ming was grateful and felt that it was really worthwhile to treat Yan Bugui to a drink this time.

After all, in this era, wedding invitations need to be handwritten, and although Yan Bugui's calligraphy is not top-notch, people in the courtyard pay him to write couplets every year, which shows that his calligraphy attainments are not shallow.

"It's just a small thing, no need to thank me."

"If you need any help at the wedding banquet, please feel free to ask. We are all neighbors, and you can't handle such a big thing by yourself." Yan Bugui waved his hand, indicating that he was willing to lend a helping hand.

Not to mention anything else, just based on Yang Ming's generous hospitality today, Yan Bugui made up his mind to go all out to prepare a wedding banquet for him.

By then, how could Yang Ming be so stingy as not to share with him the remaining delicacies from the wedding banquet? It can be said that Yan Bugui's plan had already penetrated into his bones.

However, all he cared about was his appetite and he never had the thought of hurting anyone, which was in line with the nature of many ordinary people of that era.

The next morning, Yang Ming stepped into the furniture workshop, ready to select some furniture to decorate his new home.

However, after a tour, he found that the furniture of this era was a bit bulky from the perspective of modern aesthetics, and was mostly practical and lacked aesthetic appeal.

"That's fine,"

"If I really can't find the right one...I'll build a set of furniture myself,"

"After all, these pieces of furniture will accompany me for many years, and if I make them myself, they will at least look better to me."

After having this idea, Yang Ming made up his mind. He left the area where the finished furniture was displayed and began to select wood.

"Young man, are you going to buy some wood and make your own furniture?"

After learning about Yang Ming's plan, the senior craftsmen in the furniture workshop showed doubts.

“This is no joke. Making furniture is not easy.”

"You'd better choose those ready-made furniture carefully. Otherwise, if you spend money to buy wood and the production fails, it will not only waste money, but we will not recycle the used wood."

"Master craftsman, please rest assured, I will take a look before making a decision." Facing the craftsman's kind reminder, Yang Ming responded with a smile, and was not in a hurry to choose the wood. After all, he knew nothing about carpentry at the moment.

He planned to learn carpentry skills in the furniture workshop first, and then consider purchasing wood. With this plan, Yang Ming began to observe the craftsmen in the workshop carefully.

Since he had previously explained that he was there to pick out furniture and was only watching from the sidelines and not interfering with others' work, no one came to interfere with him.

After all, woodworking skills require not only talent but also long-term practice. It is not something that can be easily mastered by just looking at it for a few times.

In this atmosphere, Yang Ming was able to observe carefully, and soon, a familiar system prompt sound rang in his ears.

[You are touched by watching others make furniture, and you have gained a basic understanding of woodworking skills!]