Reborn Little Carpenter

The fire flickered for a while, and Wu Xiaoxi sat next to him, picked up the unfinished bamboo weaving fish creel and continued weaving.

Qi Yue looked up at him: "Are you scared today?"

Wu Xiaoxi shook his head.

Qi Yue smiled, and the two continued to weave bamboo, and there was no voice in the main room until Wu Xiaoxi rubbed his eyes with his hands and yawned softly.

After Qi Yue put down the bamboo weaving in his hands, he stood up and stretched his waist: "Ah——it's getting late, go to bed."

Wu Xiaoxi held a bamboo strip in his hand and looked up at him, a little dazed.

Qi Yue pulled him up, took him into the room, let him sit on the bed, went out to fetch water by himself, and when he came back, he had fallen asleep on the bed, Qi Yue gently wiped his hands and feet, and stuffed him under the quilt After the inside was covered, he went back to the main room and continued to weave bamboo.

More than half a month later, Qi Yue went to the county seat on a bamboo raft, his eyes were black and blue, and there were bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

Tian Tang looked at the bamboo weaving he brought several times before, and frowned: "Why are you in such a hurry? I'm not urging you to pay back the money."

Qi Yue smiled wearily: "I know."

Wu Xiaoxi was also next to him, and he complained a lot about this matter: "We have tried to persuade him, but he didn't listen at all." He also coaxed himself to sleep every time, and he went back to make up secretly, but he was lethargic again. Every time I tried to urge him to sleep together, but when the time came, I was too sleepy. Wu Xiaoxi was annoyed several times because of this.

Qi Yue patted him on the shoulder: "You go back first, I can go alone."

Wu Xiaoxi's belly has already begun to show. He is a small person, and he has been feeling very tired since he was pregnant. It is impossible for him to follow Qiyue to the county to deliver goods.

Wu Xiaoxi was worried about him, and said to Tian Tang: "Uncle Tian, ​​please help him when you get to the county town, I'm afraid he can't move these by himself."

Tian Tang nodded.

After the bamboo raft started, Qi Yue lay down on the bamboo weaving and said to Tian Tang: "Uncle, your money may be late, I want to go to the blacksmith shop to get the things back."

Tian Tang: "Yes."

The river was quiet, Qi Yue fell asleep lying on the bamboo weaving, Tian Tang watched him all the time, afraid that he would accidentally fall into the water.

When Tian Tang helped Qiyue deliver the bamboo weaving to the bamboo weaving shop, the owner of the bamboo weaving shop, Mr. Lin, was taken aback.

Qi Yue smiled embarrassingly: "The family is in urgent need of money, and we made up a little too much. If Uncle Lin finds it difficult, he will just accept what you need, and I will figure out what to do with the rest."

Lin Dangjia looked at his exhausted appearance and couldn't bear it: "Let's put it down, I want it all."

"Thank you, Uncle Lin."

Qi Yue took the newly acquired [-] Wen, plus the [-] Wen copper coins that Qi Yougen gave him earlier, and went to the blacksmith's shop. When he entered the door, several young apprentices were still fanning the fire around the stove, and the blacksmith stood aside After the pig iron was heated up, the blacksmith was a little surprised when he came in: "Master carpenter?"

This is the first time Qi Yue has heard this name in his life, he said hello: "My name is Qi Yue, master can just call me by my name."

"Qiyue?" The blacksmith's accent fell on the word 'lacquer'.

Qi Yue looked at him suspiciously, what's wrong with this surname?

The blacksmith said in a daze, "I have a friend whose surname is also Qi."

Then he didn't say anything about this friend, and quickly changed the subject: "The things you want are already packed, I'll get them to you."

After speaking, he ran away, leaving Qiyue in place not knowing what to do.

The disciples who were fanning the fire nearby murmured, "Master must be thinking of Sanbo Qi again."

"Qi Sanbo has been gone for more than a year, right?"

"No..." There was a sound of footsteps, and the blacksmith came out again, and the apprentices who were whispering shut up instantly.

The blacksmith greeted Qi Yue with an embarrassed face: "You come in with me to inspect the goods."

Qi Yue followed, and the blacksmith walked in front: "My surname is Peng, and they call me Lao Peng, or blacksmith Peng."

Qi Yue nodded: "Uncle Peng."

Blacksmith Peng smiled, as he accepted the title, and looked at the carpenter's tools he was making with the lacquer on his hands.

Carpenter's tools are basically saws, planers, axes, chisels, rulers, drills, ink fountains, etc., among which saws are divided into two-person saws, two saws, split saws, hand saws, planers, axes, chisels, rulers, etc. There are also many kinds of drills and drills.

No matter how many subdivisions, the most basic manual tools that a craftsman must have are rulers, squares; hand saws; woodworking planers; wood rasps; woodworking chisels; wood sand;

Among them, the iron ones are saws, planes, axes, chisels, drills, and hammers. These are the ones in front of Ukikoshi, but they are still semi-finished products, and he needs to go back and add wooden things such as handles.

Picking up the paint one by one and having a look, he had to marvel at the ingenious hands of the working people again.

"It's all good." He said, "Uncle Peng, how much are these?"

"Since you call me uncle, then this uncle can't let you call me in vain," Blacksmith Peng said generously, "Except for the previous deposit, you can just give me another one, two or five."

Qi Yue was stunned, the price quoted by Blacksmith Peng more than half a month ago was more than two taels of silver, Qi Yue went back and asked Qi Yougen, knowing that there is no such thing as a set of things that cannot be bought for two taels, originally thinking that if the price on his body If you don't have enough money, you can issue an IOU first, or take back a few less items.

But now that blacksmith Peng has lowered the price by one to two or nine hundred coins, Qi Yue doesn't think he has the ability to do so, and calling Uncle Sheng is worth a few hundred coins, so he probably took all of that 'Qi Sanbo'.

But he didn't know this Sanbo Qi at all, and Qi Yue couldn't do it just to take advantage of a stranger for nothing, but at this time, if he said he owed something first, he didn't know how to flatter him.

Qi Yue's eyes lit up and he thought of an idea, so he took out one, two, five hundred Wen from his purse and gave it to Blacksmith Peng.

Blacksmith Peng put away the money and put the things in the basket for him.

Qi Yue said while pretending: "Uncle Peng, how about I add a bellows to your stove?"

Blacksmith Peng didn't know why he suddenly said this: "Add what?"

"The bellows," Qi Yue simply introduced to blacksmith Peng the essential artifact of the stove: "When the time comes, just pull the handle to quickly increase the temperature of the stove."

Blacksmith Peng was moved by his words: "Then you can make one for me to try."

"Okay," Qi Yue said, "Then Uncle Peng is preparing some bricks, wood, etc. these days, and I'll come get them after I finish the tools."

"Those are no problem, they can be ready in one day." Blacksmith Peng couldn't wait, knowing how important temperature is to a blacksmith. Every time he strikes iron, several apprentices must fan the wind together. If the bellows is really lacquered The more he said it so loudly, the apprentices could leave the stove and forge with him, and he could relax a bit.

Qi Yue returned home and spent a day tossing with his newly acquired tools, afraid that blacksmith Peng would be in a hurry, so he took the tools to the blacksmith's shop the next day.

Blacksmith Peng had already prepared the things, thinking that Qiyue might come today, without even starting the stove, he could start drying directly as soon as the lacquer came.

The disciples were fine, and when Qi Yue was dismantling the stove, they stood around and helped.

It was rare for Blacksmith Peng to have nothing to do. He took a big teapot and sat under the eaves basking in the sun, drinking tea and watching them work.

The paint job was done in an orderly manner. The plane was pushed on the wood, and the rolled sawdust fell on the ground in rolls. Not to mention it was quite attractive. Blacksmith Peng kept staring at it, and his heart calmed down.

Suddenly, a loud voice broke the tranquility.

"Old Peng! I'm back!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Blacksmith Peng stood up abruptly. The cup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. He stared at the door as if he hadn't seen it.

After a while, a tall and strong figure appeared at the door. Blacksmith Peng ran over and swung his sandbag-sized fist: "You still know how to come back!"