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Chapter 132 The guests come, there are many happy events

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There was a burst of firecrackers, and Li Feng, Lin Ying, Xiaoqing, Liu Lan, Li Xin, Mengmeng and Lingdang gathered around Mr. Lin's family and happily walked into the bamboo house.

The red ribbon on the door of the bamboo house was fluttering in the wind. Several people were carrying small things and busy placing them. Teacher Jin was holding the teapot and was busy taking out cups to pour tea, taking out bamboo saucers, grabbing dried fruits, and laughing.

Entertaining a few people. Mengmeng and Lingdang carried small iron buckets and walked along the path to see who had finished setting off firecrackers. They picked up the dumb firecrackers that had not exploded and got most of the buckets along the way. Now Lingdang and Mengmeng were eating.

The two of them pointed at the firecrackers and raised their little heads proudly, making Lin Leile envious. Unfortunately, his grandma wouldn't let him get them, and he had to move today.

"Uncle Lin, don't be busy. We still have things to do. Xiaoqing, let's go. Uncle Wang is still waiting." Li Feng drank the tea and watched Teacher Jin take fruits, walnuts, and melon seeds. At this time, he

But there is no time, this is the first one, Uncle Wang and Uncle Cheng can wait.

"Yeah, I almost forgot, Mengmeng, let's go, we are moving." Xiaoqing thought that when her grandfather moved, he would move by himself. It was always uncomfortable to live in other people's homes. Now he has a family.

.Xiaoqing was thinking about how to decorate her small house so that she could come over when she is free and stay there for a long time.

"Wow, Mengmeng has moved. I want a big house, a big house." Mengmeng jumped up happily and pulled the bell. "Sister Lingdang, can you move here too and stay with Mengmeng?"

"This girl, Uncle Lin, let's go first.

"Xiaoqing took Mengmeng and Bell, Li Feng and the others." The group returned to Taolin again. This time, there were not many things to help Wang Lao Wang. The girls held it easily while Li Feng carried the firecrackers. Early

After running to Mr. Wang's yard, Li Feng held the firecrackers and waited for everyone to approach. He lit them, crackled and made a sound. The smoke filled the bamboo house, making it look like a fairyland. The girl accompanied Mr. Wang into the house and put down his things.

Mengmeng ran into the house and found the largest room. The design of these bamboo houses is somewhat similar to the original old houses, but the difference is that there were originally three rooms, two bedrooms, a main room, a utility shed, and a kitchen.

It is divided into three bedrooms, two small and one large, and the utility shed and kitchen are put together.

"Mengmeng, we live here. Look, there is a black cat in the big house separated by only one door. Aren't you afraid?" Xiaoqing pulled Mengmeng, who was running around, to a bedroom on the side, and designed it here.

It's very interesting. There are two bedrooms in the back hallway and three doors, one of which has two small bedrooms.

"Mengmeng is not afraid of black cats. Xiaobai is very powerful. He will definitely defeat black cats." Mengmeng still felt that the big house was easy to make noise and played hide and seek for a while. Then she realized that this little

The bedroom is more fun, especially áng, so cute. Mengmeng threw away her little schoolbag, rang the bell, and ran into the house to play.

Li Feng did not waste any time. Several people went back to help Chenglao. Chenglao had the most things, some of which were huāhuā grass, especially those grown in broken pots. The few people did not dare to be careless and carefully carried these with cloth bags.

, many people stopped Li Feng and asked where he bought these flowers.

Some people still want to buy a few plants to decorate their own courtyards. Chenglao always modestly said that he was fine and planted them casually. However, in Li Feng's view, there was a smile in the corner of Chenglao's eyes, with a faint

Proud. As for buying huā, Chenglao shook his hand. He had a lot of huā saplings. It was no big deal to give a few huā saplings to others. These are not all neighbors, just a few huā saplings.

"Everyone, sit down quickly. I don't have tea here, so I can only borrow flowers to offer to Buddha, and everyone can eat melons." Chenglao enthusiastically asked everyone to enter the small courtyard, and brought out bamboo chairs. These were all made by Li Shan. The chairs

It is the easiest to make. Li Feng helped, and the two of them spent four or five days making more than 20 chairs, eight for each family, for good luck, and bamboo chairs with a hint of green. These retired old men and women,

Look at it and say yes.

"By the way, brother, these bamboo tables and chairs of yours are really nice. Where did you buy them? We also want to buy some and put them on display to look good." A man wearing a white shirt with some white spots on his hair was washing his hair.

Neat and not messy at all, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, he looks like a scholar.

"Where are these made by the villagers? Go and ask, Xiaobao, what is your fifth uncle's name?" Chenglao mostly bought these tables from his fifth uncle ready-made, whether it is the Eight Immortals table, the table,

I bought a complete set of wooden chuang and so on, but it only cost about 1,500 yuan. These are from jujube trees, and some of the strips are even made of walnut wood. If it weren’t for Li Shan’s reputation, I might not have been able to buy it for 3,000 yuan. In

On the one hand, the wood is from the top of his own mountain. It’s hard to say how much it costs, and the cost of craftsmanship means that it would take three weeks to get one set. This time, Li Shan made three sets at once, and Uncle Wu could only do it in more than three months.

Five sets came out, and even the boy Li Feng also made a set and placed it in the Taolin.

This is jujube wood, and walnut wood is a good thing, especially walnut wood, which is rare nowadays. It is no better than in previous years. These walnut trees were cut down a few years ago, and there are not many of them in Wushu's house now.

"Fifth uncle, Li Fuliang." Li Feng helped Mr. Cheng arrange the flowers and grass... Xiaoqing led a few girls to Mr. Wang's place, and they still had to clean up their own children...

In the house, only Li Feng is here to help Chenglao. Chenglao has no relatives here, so he can take care of himself.

"By the way, Fu Liang, he is a real person. Take a look at the table in my house. It is made of jujube wood and is strong. There is also this one which is quite handsome. It is walnut wood. This kind of wood is rare to see in the city."

Cheng Lao is quite proud that the more he looks at these pieces of furniture, the more he likes them.

"Really, this weight is really jujube wood." Some people still couldn't believe it. They stretched out their hands to rub it and weighed it. It was not jujube wood. Not to mention the texture, the jujube red color looked really rare.

It's rare.

"Yes, I will go to the village later to take a look and buy a set of furniture. What is the price of this set of furniture?"

Many people seem to like it, but if the price is too high, they can only sigh.

Li Feng didn't wait for Cheng Lao to speak and said with a smile, "This set of furniture, the Eight Immortals table, the table, the Taishi chair, four back chairs, a small coffee table, and a wooden bed, costs about three thousand and five thousand." Cheng Lao was slightly startled, and he said

When I bought it, it wasn't a thousand and a half. Why, I looked at Li Feng and understood. With a faint smile on my face, it turned out that I had benefited from it.

"Three thousand and five thousand? It's not expensive. The price is really high. Brother, are there any ready-made ones?" When the old man in the white shirt heard this, his face lit up. He thought this set of tables and chairs cost less than four or five thousand.

, I didn’t expect it to be so cheap.

"Haha, old man, the fifth uncle's family still has a set. If you want it, you have to hurry up, otherwise you will have to wait at least a few months." Li Feng responded from the side.

"Really, there's more, no, young man, just wait for me.

"When the old man heard this, he was a little anxious, fearing that someone else would beat him to it. Li Feng smiled and took out his mobile phone and dialed Uncle Wu's home number, "Hey, who is it?" "Uncle Wu, my Xiaobao, that set of furniture of yours, I

There is an old man here who wants, well, I told him the price, three thousand and five, what do you think?" "Three thousand and five? OK, I'll keep it for him."

"Old man, I made an agreement with my fifth uncle, don't worry now." Li Feng smiled and invited everyone to eat the watermelon. The watermelon was so red in color and had a sweet taste. Several old people who ate it said yes.

The old man pointed out the origin of this melon at the right time. Several old people were quite surprised when they heard that the young man in front of them had grown this melon.

"Young man, that's good. The craftsmanship is great. I'll get some back later." A casually dressed old man patted his big belly and grinned. This old man loves to eat, drink, and eat delicious food.

It's a drink, but unfortunately everything has lost its flavor over the years. It's still as sweet as mountain melon, with a melon flavor.

"Okay, you always live in that building. I'll give it to you later to save you trouble." Li Feng said, and several old people nearby reported the names of their bamboo houses. After a while, three of them were sold.

Forty watermelons, this made Li Feng stunned. Can he finish eating so many?

"Haha, young man, you don't know this anymore. We don't just eat it ourselves, we take some back to give to relatives and friends. Such authentic watermelons are rare. Only here in the mountains where there is no pollution, watermelons grown on soil and fertile soil have this taste.

"The old man in the white shirt is surnamed Li. Li Bojun is actually the same surname. It goes back to the fifth generation or more, and it has some relationship with Lijiagang. This family moved away from Lizuizi before liberation. At that time, Lijiagang and Likouzi had not yet

They are separated. But even the old man can't remember whether he is from Lijiagang.

Unlike Mr. Lin and others, these old people had already prepared to move in today. These old people just came over for a visit, and the moving process would take some time. Li Feng did not dare to delay, so he hurried back to his Taolin courtyard and put the watermelons into bamboo baskets.

The basket was loaded onto a motorcycle and delivered three times. Finally, the watermelons were delivered to several elderly people.

More than 30 watermelons weighing more than 400 kilograms. Looking at the more than 300 yuan in my hand, I felt a little happy. Who wouldn't be happy if the things I grew were sold for money? The watermelons grown by Li Feng are big and taste good.

, although watermelons are now on the market in a big way, and the average price is only 40 to 50 cents, but his own melons are different from others. Li Feng’s price is not low, 80 cents per catty. Many people in the village licked their tongues when they heard it, but they couldn’t resist the fact that it tasted so good.

People here would rather have eight cents per catty of good melons than eat four cents per catty of skinny melons. Li Feng doesn't care what others think, he owns good melons, so the price should be higher.

Li Feng has absolutely no worries about selling his watermelons. People who have eaten his own watermelons all praise him. Now the watermelon seedlings in the space have withered. He has fewer and fewer watermelons, and he is afraid that he will not be able to sell them in the future.

"Xiaobao, you are here, weigh two watermelons for me quickly." The third uncle ran in panting, and before Li Feng could react, he poured a book of herbal tea and drank it down. What's going on? He was in a hurry.

Yes, sweating profusely.

"Why, Third Uncle, what's the matter? Sit down and rest.,... Li Feng got up and went into the house to move two large watermelons. What do you call them? Ten yuan is enough.!


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