C position for 12 years, go home to farm

The punter looked up, revealing his thin, dark face.

He narrowed his eyes, and noticed a young man on the bridge so white that it was so shiny, and a young man carrying a big machine beside him.He heard that someone was coming to film a movie recently, and it was probably this young man.

People in the city don't work after all, they look so white and tender, like cabbage in a greenhouse.

He is not timid, speaking Mandarin with a local accent: "The snails are not fat at this time. It is easy to cut (eat) during Qingming."

Qingming has passed, and we have to wait another year.Snails can be eaten all year round, so there is no need to stick to Qingming.He Jun asked loudly: "It's okay, master. Next month, can master help us to net a bag of snails?"

The punter replied: "Tang (tang) snails are simple! There will be lobsters in a few days, and they are big."

!Another dish!Crayfish is simply one of the favorite dishes for modern young people's supper.The water towns in the south of the Yangtze River are almost full of ingredients. You eat mountains when you rely on mountains, and you eat water when you rely on water.

He Jun laughed out loud: "What's the name of the master? How about the snails and lobsters?"

The punter waved his hand: "Call me Lao Zhao. It doesn't cost money. The one in the river is not mine."

He Jun immediately decided to get closer to the boatman: "Thank you Brother Zhao! Does Brother Zhao know where I can buy a bed?"

The punter moved the boat to the river, but he couldn't understand He Jun's words.Why do these people even buy beds when they come to film?Although he couldn't figure it out, he still pointed in the direction with He Jun: "There is a wood factory over there. You can directly buy wood and make beds."

Wood factory?Make a bed?

Buying wood should be cheaper than buying a bed directly?

He Jun bowed slightly: "Thank you Brother Zhao! Then I'll go to the wood factory to see!"

He bid farewell to the punter, took out his mobile phone and talked to his teammates in the group, and said in a voice way: "I met a local brother here and pointed me to the location of the wood factory. I will go to the wood factory to see Can I buy wood to make a bed?"

"Brother also said that there will be lobsters to eat next month. We have food!"

The four teammates in the group were very excited: "Wow! The captain is amazing!"

"Captain, don't forget that you only have 10 yuan!"

"Hahahahaha 10 yuan, buy a small wooden board."

Buying a small plank also sounds like a disaster.

While listening to the speaker, He Jun walked at a faster pace, looking for the location of the wood factory in the surrounding area.He walked and asked all the way, and finally found the legendary wood factory after half an hour.

The lumber factory in the countryside is small in size, and the houses are brick-walled and tile-roofed, built on a large piece of muddy land by the roadside.There are many wild green plants on the walls of the house, and wild flowers and weeds are everywhere on the road.

There are sheds built next to the house, and the wood under the sheds is piled up in different thicknesses. Apart from the whole big wood, there are sawdust all over the ground.

Not far away, there is a pile of half-finished products or waste products, which are already in the state of wooden boards, but piled up indiscriminately.

There is a strong smell of wood in the air, mixed with the fresh smell of wild grass and earth, which makes people clear their minds.

He Jun looked around and saw a middle-aged man coming out of the house.He hurriedly stepped forward to say hello: "Master, hello! I'm He Jun, the captain of the Vacation program on Zhongyu Island. I'm going to live on Zhongyu Island for a long time. I want to know how you sell wood here." ah?"

The middle-aged man had a short-shaved head and was slightly fat in his forties. He wore a heavy mask on his face and white gloves on his hands.When he saw He Jun asking, he stopped for a while: "What kind of wood do you want to buy?"

He Jun didn't understand at all.

Before he set off, he only checked farming, but he didn't expect to be reduced to buying a bed.Judging from the current rhythm, they may have to buy wood directly and then make their own beds.

"What kind of wood do you have?" Considering the financial problem, He Jun asked cautiously, "Our funds are relatively tight here."

"Black walnut ash, white oak, catalpa, teak, king cherry, maple, and rosewood..." The middle-aged man gave a string of names in one breath, "There are other imported woods, too, and I'll order them tomorrow."

He Jun heard that the person reported the same list as the name of the dish, and said that it was imported or not, so he had to smile humbly and say: "Where is the cheapest?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the camera: "What did you buy it for?"

He Jun thought about the empty house: "Bed. I may need to make some cabinets and shelves in the future."

The middle-aged man is very patient: "Pine is good for making a bed. Beech is more atmospheric. There are grades of wood. If you ask how to sell it, and you have to pick the cheapest one, you just don't know how to do it. Cheap wood is uncomfortable to sleep on. , What should I do if the night bed collapses at 01:30? Our side is made of solid wood, and the price is not cheap."

Hearing that the price is not cheap, He Jun felt that he could fight for it, and asked gently: "How much is not cheap?"

Middle-aged man: "[-] beech wood is domestically produced, and [-] cubic meters are imported."

He Jun: "..."

Sorry, he is not worthy to ask.Is the price of rural wood factories so terrible now?Or did he ask the wrong wood factory?

He Jun pointed to the suspected waste wood: "How many thousand are those?"

"Those that are pulled out to make MDF. They can't be made into beds. You can break them even if you break them." The middle-aged man explained, "We don't make much profit from the volume. We can't make much money a year, and we have to sell all the scraps. go out."

He Jun asked again: "It should take less than one cubic meter to make a bed?"

Middle-aged man: "It depends on how many beds you want to make. If you count the cabinets, you need a lot of wood. The whole set costs seven to eight hundred. Add a brand and you buy it online, and a bed will cost you a small one thousand."

He Jun only had 10 yuan in his pocket.

He couldn't laugh, and he let out a long sigh: "At first I thought, we can live well with 50 a day. Now counting the money for a month, it's not enough for us to buy beds and cabinets."

The middle-aged man heard He Jun say 50 a day, and looked at him in surprise: "My son's college living expenses are 50 a day. How miserable are you being a star?"

He was speaking with a mask on, and his voice was muffled. When he said this, he looked at Jun He sympathetically, and lowered his voice: "No wonder Captain Kaixin is here."

He Jun: "...?"

What are you happy about?

He Jun explained: "Vacation, we are a men's group, and the name of the group means vacation."

The middle-aged man argued with He Jun about the team name: "Hey, it sounds the same as 'unhappy' on our side. It's unhappy and on vacation. I don't watch TV very much, are you popular or not? ?”

He Jun: "..."

He Jun felt that his knee had been stabbed.He heard all kinds of sarcastic remarks in the circle, but He Jun didn't hear any offense from the middle-aged man's words.He knew that the other party was just curious, so he answered briefly: "Not popular. The [-]th line."

Middle-aged man: "Oh. Will you record this part too? Can I be on TV?"

This time it is He Jun's turn to explain to the middle-aged man: "This section will be recorded, and the part we are talking about now will be cut. Our program cooperates with the local area, and the main purpose is to promote the local area. The local station should broadcast it. But we must It's been a few months."

As for whether it is to be broadcast by local stations at the county level, or at the municipal or provincial level, or whether it can only be broadcast online, it depends on the ability of the program group.

The middle-aged man came to a sudden: "That's it. I just heard that you guys are coming to film the show. You will leave after filming?"

The middle-aged man is very realistic: "You don't seem to be able to endure hardships. You probably ran away in about three months. I heard from the village that you even bought the land on Zhongyu Island. It cost a lot of money."

Because the final broadcast effect of the program is unknown, and for better program effects, this variety show is entirely due to the communication between the agent Xiao Lu and the program group.He Jun didn't know how far the program group planned, let alone why the program group bought the land directly.

He changed the topic with a smile, and talked about the bed again: "Can we have three beds to sleep for a few days? The money is on credit, and we will pay it back as soon as we have it? It will definitely be settled within three months."

He Jun paused, and gave the post-editing time to cut it off: "We are cooperating with the village, so the money will definitely not be owed for long."

When the middle-aged man thought about it, this was the reason: "You can pay on credit, but you have to write a note and sign it."

He Jun immediately responded: "It's easy to talk about."

The middle-aged man asked: "Do you want to help you pretend? The labor cost is 80."

For the first time in his life, He Jun, who only had 10 yuan, felt that he was so stingy.He forced his smile: "We make our own bed. Can I borrow the tools from here?"

The middle-aged man let out a hey: "Do you know how to use it?"

What can He Jun do?He can only say: "We will learn. We will have to learn how to harvest rice and transplant rice seedlings."

The middle-aged man listened to what He Jun said, and laughed behind the mask: "The shows in your city are quite good at making troubles. Then let's do it. When I don't use it here, I will give it to you. I will give you the wooden board. Deal with it."

He Jun was very grateful to the middle-aged man: "Thank you, thank you, I really bothered you."

Middle-aged man: "Hey, it's okay. My son is as old as you. It's not easy for a young man to go out and work."

He Jun, who has graduated for many years, did not reveal his age, and followed the middle-aged people to pick up wooden boards.

The finished planks are all in the house, neatly stacked together.The state of staggered stacking is particularly like a game of drawing blocks.When He Jun walked in the door, he couldn't tell the difference between wood and wood. All he saw was that the wood seemed to be of good quality.

He asked the middle-aged man: "Master has always been in the timber business?"

The middle-aged man talked to He Jun: "I used to work as a carpenter with my master. Later, his family moved to the city, and the children were not interested in this work, so I took over."

It turned out to be a master-apprentice system.

He Jun fit the theme of their slow synopsis, and asked again: "In the past few years, the rural construction, do you feel any different from before?"

The middle-aged man said "Hey" again: "That's different. How clean is the road at the door? Our wood smells like wood now. A few years ago, pigs were raised here. When the wood is pulled out, it smells like pig manure. You said that the bed you slept in smelled like pig manure, can you bear it?"

He Jun laughed out loud: "...This is really unbearable."