"Brother Chang Xing, my mother really didn't tell you anything?" Xiao Hongxia looked at Chang Xing and blinked non-stop. Her eyes were very pure and agile.
Chang Xing chuckled: "I really didn't say anything. What happened to you today? Did you get to the bottom of it?"
"I don't believe it. If my mother hadn't said anything, would you suddenly decide not to go to school?" Xiao Hongxia is very simple, but not stupid. She is actually very smart. From a few words and a few eyes, she has already guessed
A lot of things arrived.
"I really didn't say anything. In fact, I had this plan before Da Lei said it. But after hearing what Da Lei said today, I also made up my mind. We people in Xianjiqiao have never gone to school.
Aren't you having a good life?" Chang Xing said.
"Then how can it be the same? It's a new era now. It's different from the past. If you don't go to school, then I won't go either." Xiao Hongxia pouted and said.
"No, you have to go. You are different from me. You have a good background." Chang Xing said.
"Anyway, if you don't go to school, I won't go. In a few years, I will marry you." After Xiao Hongxia said it, her voice was so low that she couldn't hear it, and her face was as red as if she was drunk. After she finished speaking,
She ran out of the Patriarch's Temple. What she said just now was so embarrassing. Xiao Hongxia finally summoned up the courage to say it, but she was too embarrassed to face Brother Chang Xing.
Chang Xing was also a little embarrassed. He walked to the door and looked at Xiao Hongxia's two long braids flying in the air and the red silk fluttering in the wind. They were really beautiful.
Da Hei stood next to Chang Xing and looked into the distance. Who knows what was thinking in his head. Da Hei squeezed out from between Chang Xing and Da Huang and climbed to the threshold with difficulty.
Finally, when he came forward, he was slapped down by Chang Xing: "What trouble are you making?"
Meow! Dahei rolled up from the ground depressedly and shook the dirt off his body.
After getting up in the morning and finishing his morning lessons, Chang Xing didn't know what to do. Suddenly he didn't have to go down the mountain to his master's house or go to school. Chang Xing was really not used to it. Really opening up another field? Chang Xing shook his head.
Shaking his head, the barn was full of millet, and it was too much for one person to eat. Chang Xing planted more than an acre of rice fields, and the grain output was 20 to 30% higher than that of Xianjiqiao. In addition, Chang Xing often followed Xiao Dajiang to make furniture.
, although Changxing can’t get the salary, he still manages the food. Therefore, he doesn’t eat much rice at the Zushi Temple. With these three mouths, he eats very pickyly. He used to eat a little oil soup mixed with rice, but now
They only eat meat with their mouths in their mouths. This saves Chang Xing a lot of food. Anyway, meat comes from the prey they hunt too much. So Chang Xing doesn't bother to care about their picky eating behavior.
Sell the remaining grain? Let’s forget it. Xiao Laosi made up a few bamboo baskets and sold them in the market. Not only did he not make any money, but he was caught by the red armbands in the city and all the bamboo baskets were confiscated.
, and also cut off Xiao Laosi’s capitalist tail. He almost didn’t become a model and paraded in the streets to criticize. After this, how could the people of the Xianjiqiao Brigade dare to go to the town to sell things? So let’s put the matter of land reclamation aside for the time being.
Chang Xing thought about making some furniture. Come here, there are not even clean stools. There is an Eight Immortals table in the Patriarch Temple, with four benches. But these four benches have a long history, and they are also used by the old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist priest often used these four benches as chopping boards when cooking. He would even chop firewood and place them on the benches, so the four benches were all scarred after sitting on them for a long time.
, buttocks are still a little sore.
There is a lot of wood, but the wood is all logs brought back from the mountains. The thick ones are as thick as a person can hug, and the thin ones are as thick as Chang Xing's two or three thighs. If you want to make this kind of wood into furniture, you usually need to find a big saw first.
The sawing master saws the wood into strips or boards. The carpenter master can do nothing with these logs.
Sawing wood requires two sawing masters. One stands on one side and works together to pull the saw, so that such a thick log can be untied. This is hard work and does not require much skill, so the master carpenter will naturally not drop his job to do it.
Such a hard and tiring life.
If Chang Xing wanted to call someone to help, he would have to call at least two people. He could call people, but Chang Xing didn't want to call others for this matter. But he couldn't do it alone. After thinking about it,
Suddenly there was a way.
First, I made a sawn wood frame, and then moved the logs to the frame. Although the logs were thoroughly dried, they were still not light. They were all good, dense wood, and even the lightest piece of wood was the same.
Two hundred kilograms per end. Absolutely no one of Xianjiqiao and Chang Xing's age could move it alone. But here in Changxing, these woods are just like cotton and have no weight at all. Chang Xing can easily move it alone.
Fixed to the shelf.
There is no big saw here in Changxing, and Changxing has no intention of borrowing a big saw to cut wood.
With just a flash of golden light, a saw kerf appeared on the log on the wooden stand. Wood slag kept shooting out from the gap, and then the saw kerf began to move on the log automatically, and soon the saw was cut from the log.
Get a standard size board.
Chang Xing took off the board and looked at it carefully. The board was sawed very smoothly. It was much better than the one sawed by a very skilled sawing master. Although the board sawed by the sawing master was generally flat, the surface of the board was mostly flat.
It is very rough, and there will be many uneven situations due to the imperfect cooperation between the two sawing masters.
But there was almost no flaw on the piece of wood that Chang Xing was holding. It even looked as if it had been smoothed with a plane.
A smile appeared on Chang Xing's face. Since this is feasible, there is no need to ask the sawing master to come over in the future. All the rotten wooden boards on the walls of the Zushi Temple can be replaced, and some floors can be added to the house. In the future, the Zushi Temple can
Become more comfortable.
In a moment, a piece of wood that could be hugged by a person was turned into a board. A part of the wood was also selected to be made into wooden cubes. When everything was ready, Chang Xing began to make furniture. In the past few years, Chang Xing followed Xiao Dajiang in making furniture.
He has made all kinds of furniture. Therefore, Chang Xing is very handy in making furniture.
Making furniture is not just a matter of kneading lumps of clay. After a whole day of work, Chang Xing did not make a complete piece of furniture, but just processed various types of wood.
In the afternoon, when Xilai and Hongbing ran over, the small terrace outside the ancestral temple was filled with various types of wood.
After the wood has been processed, it needs to be dried and the moisture can be dried before final processing can be done.
As the saying goes, it takes a thousand years to be dry, a thousand years to be wet, and two or three years to be dry or wet. The wood of furniture must be completely dry so that it can be used for a long time. As long as good furniture is not broken, the furniture will not be broken after hundreds of years of use.
Lose.
"Chang Xing, why are you like Big Fat and don't go to school? Teacher Ye asked about you today." Xilai said.
"I won't go to school anymore. It will happen sooner or later anyway." Chang Xing closed one eye slightly and glanced at the wooden cube in his hand.