Tao Guangming thought it was Jinxing Moyu, and his eyes were bright with excitement. He made a sharp turn and drove to the river beach, then braked and stopped suddenly.
"Where, where?" He jumped down and looked down at the river beach, fearing that he had missed a piece of jade.
Li Wenjun bent down and picked up a palm-sized stone that was black with white stripes: "For example, this is a good size and a good shape. It's suitable for making cups. Let's do it quickly. I want white and black ones."
Only then did Tao Guangming understand that Li Wenjun thought that the porcelain came out too slowly and could not catch up, so he came to the river beach to pick up stones and went back to make a few stones to display first.
Even though he knew he had been deceived, he couldn't help but feel angry.
It's noon now, the sun is scorching hot, there is no shelter on the river beach, and it's as hot as a teppanyaki.
Tao Guangming couldn't help but curse: "Damn, before I met you, I was a carefree farmer's market cadre. After meeting you, I have been reduced to a handyman in the electronics factory. I do this kind of hard work every day, either moving furniture or
Find rocks."
Li Wenjun wanted to laugh when he heard this, so he took out another piece from his bag and stretched it out in front of him: "This piece is bigger than the first piece today, and the quality is better than the second piece. It costs four hundred."
Countless mythical beasts came and went, trampling the grassland in Tao Guangming's heart until not a single blade of grass grew. He was obviously very happy, but he couldn't show it. The resentment just now couldn't stop the car, so he had mixed feelings.
Li Wenjun sighed: "No, I'll take it back."
Tao Guangming grabbed it with his hands and stuffed it into his pocket. Then he lowered his head to look for the stones and continued to curse: "You really want to take advantage of others. I have never seen you like this. My own brothers are plotting against me. I obviously brought three stones.
Give it three times, you are really sick, you are seriously ill."
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Li Wenjun and Tao Guangming picked up a dozen stones of suitable size and sent them to the stonemason, asking him to work overtime and giving him an extra ten cent for each stone.
The stonemason was naturally happy to see that Li Wenjun was willing to increase the money. He said that they were divided into two groups, one group was responsible for roughening and the other group was responsible for polishing. It was also very fast and could be completed at around four o'clock in the afternoon.
Then Li Wenjun went to dinner with Tao Guangming.
Tao Guangming was hungry and didn't care about the quality of the hotel. He followed Li Wenjun to the rice noodle shop at the corner of the street and each ordered a large bowl of pickled cabbage and shredded pork noodles.
When the noodles come up, the beige noodles are covered with a thick layer of ingredients. The transparent pickled radish and sauerkraut are stir-fried with the shredded pork. It is fragrant, sour and appetizing. Just smelling the smell makes you happy.
Makes one's mouth water.
Tao Guangming didn't say anything. He lowered his head and ate the noodles. When he raised his head, the bottom of the large bowl of noodles had been reached.
Li Wenjun smiled: "I'm really hungry."
Tao Guangming burped and pointed at him: "I hate you more and more. I don't want to stay with you for a minute."
Li Wenjun smiled: "No, don't you still want to find wood and ask me to design a tea table for the leader?"
That's not true, but admitting it directly feels like it hurts so much to be hit in the face.
Tao Guangming pursed his lips and wrinkled his face: "What annoys me the most is that I obviously don't like you, but I can't live without you."
Li Wenjun almost died laughing: "You sound like a resentful woman."
Tao Guangming was so angry that he picked up his chopsticks and wanted to throw them at Li Wenjun, but then put them down again. Then he couldn't help but laugh: "I've been so unlucky for eight lifetimes that I met you."
Then he thought for a while and added: "I brought it all on myself. It's fate and there's no way to escape."
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Li Wenjun took Tao Guangming and took him to the department store to pick up cloth and silk thread, then returned home and talked to Liu Cuihong.
When Liu Cuihong heard that the tablecloth she made was sold for two yuan, she was so happy that she muttered: "I didn't expect that I could make money too."
After making money, she became even more motivated. She pedaled the sewing machine as fast as a hot wheel and made two tablecloths in one go.
Li Wenjun was doing the work on the side, and he also pulled Tao Guangming and Gu Zhanyan to help.
The three people made a dozen tassels at once, then sewed them on the tablecloth made by Liu Cuihong and ironed them flat.
Tao Guangming was not happy at first, but later Diandian shouted "handsome uncle" to his "handsome uncle", which made him very happy. He just coaxed Diandian: "Today, uncle was forced to come here by your unlucky father.
I didn’t have a chance to go back to get the gift, so I will definitely bring it to you next time my uncle comes.”
He spoke softly and knitted tassels with his thick fingers. He completely lost the domineering and arrogance of a "street fighter" for a long time, and became a gentle and virtuous "five good man".
After they finished everything, I looked at the clock and saw that it was 3:30 in the afternoon. It was just in time to go to the mason to pick up things.
Li Wenjun then drove Tao Guangming to pick up the finished stone cups from the stonemason, then returned to the department store and placed the newly made tablecloths and cups on the newly set table with their body temperature.
Tao Guangming slumped down in his chair: "I'm so exhausted."
Li Wenjun sat down opposite him and said with a smile: "Are you tired? If you want to make money, you have to rush like this. Some things have an opportunity. Once the opportunity passes, it will be difficult to make money."
Tao Guangming suddenly understood what he meant. Although these small things are good, they don't have much technical content. If you make them when someone wants them, you can still sell a few sets, otherwise they won't be sold later.
He scratched his head: "I was wrong, you didn't treat me like a mule of the production team."
Li Wenjun nodded: "Hey, just think about it. How can I be willing to treat you like a mule?"
Tao Guangming said: "You treat me like an old donkey. After you have done your work, you still want to eat meat and make donkey skin ointment!"
Li Wenjun almost died laughing: "Don't be like this, you will come with me to get some porcelain in a few days."
Tao Guangming pointed at him and couldn't even curse.
Customers started queuing up again, wanting to try out the chairs and tea tables.
Li Wenjun pulled Tao Guangming up and out.
Tao Guangming began to shake his head and sighed again: "I asked for it. I sit in the office and direct people, but I want to come here and be used as a mule by you."
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Li Wenjun went to the savings bank to deposit money, then picked up his bicycle from Tao Guangming and walked slowly back under the sunset. At this moment, he felt a little tired.
This twenty-year-old body is really easy to use. I don’t have to worry about it all day long.
He will continue to exercise tomorrow to keep himself in this state for a few more years.
Li Wenjun did not go home, but went directly to the factory.
He suspected that Li Changming and the others caught up on their sleep and came back here again.
Because when he went back in the afternoon, he didn't see Li Changming.
Sure enough, the two men were tinkering with new furniture again.
Li Wenjun sighed: I didn't expect there to be someone more desperate than him.
Li Changming and the others turned around when they heard the noise. When they saw that Li Wenjun was back, they straightened up and asked, "How is it?"
Li Wenjun must have come to the factory because he had something to do, otherwise he would have gone home by now.
Li Wenjun said: "One set was sold."
Chen Zichen murmured: "So soon?" The corners of his eyes were sparkling, and there seemed to be tears.
When Li Wenjun thought it was impossible and wanted to take a closer look, Chen Zichen had already lowered his head and continued busy.
