In the largest wine shop in Qingchuan City, Zhou Yanqing was having a drink with a few friends in a gorgeously decorated elegant room.
Zhou Yanqing felt happy because these dog friends had relieved her, so she automatically put water on the table several times, and happily drank several cups of it from the dog friends.
Fortunately, he had a good drinking capacity, and after everyone drank a round, his expression remained as usual.
Several people were unconvinced.
"Don't always think about getting Yan Qing drunk, but you're giving the restaurant a lot of money for nothing." Qian Youliang, the eldest young master of the Qian Mansion, leaned on the armrest of his chair and said to several people.
Zheng Yuan, the youngest son of the county magistrate's family, raised his head and poured a glass of wine into his mouth, and then he said leisurely: "It's cheap when it's cheap, and we don't pay for it. How can Mr. Saturday take this money seriously?"
?But, I mean, Mr. Yan, please tell us that Baba made an appointment with us a few days ago, but today he almost let us go. Is it really that good things are about to happen?"
Zhou Yanqing glanced at him sideways: "You don't care about this much. Mr. Zheng, can't you afford these drinks? Are you short of money?"
Zheng Yuan rolled his eyes at him: "Do you think everyone has the same business as you and reached the capital? Our old man only gave me fifty taels a month, which is not enough for one drink."
Lin Xiaoli, the third master of the Lin family next to him, smiled and said after hearing this: "The monthly money your father gives you is quite a lot. But you have to live on those few months of money, so it is indeed a little less. But how can you, Mr. Zheng, be short of money?"
The owner of money? Who doesn’t know that your wife got married with a red dowry? That dowry covers several streets in Qingchuan City, so you will be short of money to spend it? "
Zheng Yuan threw a handful of peanuts at him: "Are you the kind of person who pays for your wife's dowry?"
Shi Jinghui, the son of the Prime Minister of the county next to him, nodded seriously: "You are."
Zheng Yuan leaned over and started chasing him.
A table of people gathered around the two of them and laughed for a while.
Then Lin Xiaoli moved to sit next to Zhou Yanqing and said to him: "Last year, your family made a lot of money from the root carvings, right? I heard that the peacocks in the store said that some people sold them for as much as three thousand taels. You haven't sold them yet.
Tsk tsk, this wooden pile that no one wanted was turned into a business worth three thousand taels by you. How did you discover this business opportunity on Saturday? You refused to tell us anything, so we could also make some small money.
Not enough friends."
After hearing this, Zheng Yuan stopped fighting and complained to Zhou Yanqing: "No, you also know that I am short of money. You don't tell me about such a good idea. You are not enough of a friend. It's in vain."
Good things always come to mind for you. In the first month of the year, someone gave my father a root carving carved into the four seasons. He said that he bought it for a thousand taels of silver in your shop. It was a tattered wooden stake that cost one tael.
You have the nerve to accept a thousand taels of silver! Tsk tsk, the most treacherous of all is a businessman."
Zhou Yanqing rolled her eyes at him and said, "Do you think that statue, like a big cabbage, can produce dozens or hundreds of pieces a day? My workshop has been open for more than half a year, and it has only produced twenty or thirty works.
It took two months for the Four Seasons Flowers to bloom, which was made by several masters together."
Zheng Yuan looked suspicious: "It will take that long?"
Zhou Yanqing nodded.
He added: "The time may be shorter for softwood. If it is precious hardwood, more than a dozen sets of knives will be scrapped, and the finished product may not be available yet."
Several of them were laymen, but after listening to Zhou Yanqing's explanation, they gained some understanding of this sculpture.
After hearing what Zhou Yanqing said, Lin Xiaoli added: "Now there are several carpenters' shops that also produce root carvings. The Li family's carpentry shop also produces root carvings. But when I went to see them, the works were very rough and there were no rough edges.
Processing, the whole thing seems to have been pieced together forcefully, losing its natural shape. At first glance, I thought it was novel, but after looking at it for a long time, I didn’t want to look at it again. It is completely incomparable to yours. But they sell it
It’s much cheaper than yours. Will it have some impact on your business?”
Zhou Yanqing shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter. We have anti-corrosion and insect-proofing on that carving. If you protect it well, it will be fine for 180 years. And this is not selling Chinese cabbage. I only sell high-quality products handed down from ancient times."
The crudely made ones couldn't be brought home and were in the way of the place. Finally, when they got tired of looking at them, they had to be chopped up and used as firewood. My root carvings are masterpieces handed down from generation to generation."
After hearing this, several people crowded over and forced him to promise to make a masterpiece for everyone present.
Zhou Yanqing couldn't resist and agreed, but the money still had to be collected.
A few people got together and scolded him as a traitor, and drank a lot of wine from him, and that was all.
Then Zheng Yuan thought of the beauties he was with tonight, and joked: "Are you really in love and planning to start a family?"
Lin Xiaoli also smiled and said: "It's time for him to start a family. His wife has been gone for a few years. My son has to ask his husband to teach him during the Chinese New Year, and he still has nothing to offer. His old lady must be impatient."
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"Could it be one of them? Who is it?" Shi Minghui also squeezed over and asked.
Several people started gossiping again and asked questions one after another.
Zhou Yanqing's head gradually grew bigger. You must have not eaten enough tonight, and your alcohol capacity was actually much worse than usual...
The Lantern Festival passed quickly.
After the New Year, first Yue Zhongyao returned to the city, and then the Yayi Workshop resumed work.
The night before he left, Yue Zhongyao spent enough time talking at the door of Qiao Mingjin's room for a stick of incense.
He asked Qiao Mingjin to pay attention to his health, and told Qiao Mingjin not to work too hard...
There are all kinds of things, but there is no key point.
Several times he wanted to rush in and hug his wife's fragrant and soft body, but his legs could not move forward.
There is a door across the room, and there is clearly the wife he is marrying, so why don't you dare to open that door?
Yue Zhongyao couldn't understand.
I wonder if it was because he was afraid of intruding that his wife kept away from him.
I just wandered around the door in panic, talking some unnecessary nonsense...
After Yue Zhongyao left, Yayi Workshop also resumed work.
The day before resuming work, Qiao Mingjin had lunch at noon and was about to take her daughter to take a break when the courtyard door was knocked.
There was an oxcart parked in front of the door. The oxcart was piled with luggage and items. Mingjue, Mingheng, Mingqi, He, the He family and his son. There were also He's father's two apprentices, He San and He Xia, all smiling.
Standing next to the bullock cart.
When Wan'er saw her, she jumped into Ming Jue's arms with a squeal. Ming Qi and Ming Heng also rubbed her around.
"I thought you wouldn't arrive until tomorrow. Why don't you stay at home for one more day?" Qiao Mingjin said as she led them home.
"We'll start work tomorrow morning. If we hurry up early, we'll have to go out at starry night. Besides, the Chinese New Year is over, and there's nothing to be busy with at home. If you come here earlier, you can start work earlier."
Father He replied with a smile.
He Xia and He San also rushed to the side and said: "We have been thinking about the food cooked by Sister Qiao. We have been thinking about coming here a few days ago. The house here has new bedding, and there is a well in the yard. It is easy to bathe, eat and use the toilet.
It's so convenient and comfortable. My mother was afraid that we would lose a day's wages if we started work one day late, so she prepared my luggage two days early and urged me to come."
Qiao Mingjin laughed after hearing this.
Said: "The bedding has been dried for you. Sister Qiao will prepare a table of delicious food for you tonight for dinner, so that you can eat enough."
After saying that, he turned around and saw Mingheng and others carrying a lot of things from the oxcart, and asked, "But we want to go to the city from my sister's place?"
Mingheng nodded and said: "We will stay at my sister's place for two days, and then go to the city from my sister's place. In addition to the baggage, there are also some dried vegetables and bacon brought by my grandma and mother, as well as pickled pickled vegetables and dried prunes made by my mother.
, and some fried snacks. My mother also brought two jars to the third brother-in-law. She said it was not time to pickle the vegetables on the second day of the second grade of junior high school, so she asked us to deliver them to him when we return to the city this time."
Qiao Mingjin nodded and directed the two brothers to put things away. He then led a group of people to the side room to sit and warm up by the fire.
"Uncle, aunt, this preserved fruit is delicious. Uncle Zhou sent it to you a few days ago. Wan'er left it for you."
Wan'er pulled a bunch of delicious food from the room and spread it in front of Ming Qi and Ming Heng.
Mingqi rubbed the little thing's face: "Is it because it doesn't taste good that I left it for my aunt?"
The little thing tilted his face and pouted and said, "No. I wanted to give it to my aunt, so I kept it. I also left it for my uncle. When he leaves, I will pack a big bag for him to take away."
As he spoke, he gestured with his hand like a big bag.
Mingheng was happy after hearing this. He picked up the little thing and threw it up twice, causing the little thing to scream excitedly.
Qiao Mingjin smiled as she watched her uncle and nephew play around, chatted with Father He and others over tea, and asked Father He and others about their New Year celebrations...
At dinner, Qiao Mingjin took Mingqi and He to prepare a table for them. The table was filled with meat and vegetables, wine and vegetables, and everyone was very satisfied with the meal...
After dinner, the group went to the workshop to rest.
Yun Jin and He stayed at home. On the fourteenth day, Shitou brought a message from Zhou Yanqing to him, saying that he had invited a few more people and asked him to prepare the bedding. Therefore, the workshop room had to be vacated.
Anyway, there are many wing rooms in the house, so it is very convenient for Yun Jin and He to live at home.
The next day was the day to resume work. Around 12:00, Master Wu and others also arrived one after another. They all greeted each other warmly. After a year, they seemed to be closer.
Then Manager Zhou arrived. Six carpenters also came with him.
They are all newly invited by Zhou Yanqing.
Zhou Yanqing received a lot of orders during the year, and there were a lot of wooden piles piled up in the workshop that he had not had time to process. The shortage of manpower was inevitable. Even if he hired six people, it would not be enough, but fortunately it could relieve some time.
Qiao Mingjin met the six newly hired carpenters one by one and arranged accommodation for them in the workshop. Seeing that none of them had done root carving, he arranged for them to follow the master carpenter as assistants and get to know them for a while before letting them work according to the situation.
Operate alone.
On the day when work resumed, in addition to the workshop masters, Yue Dongzhi and Shi Gen, Ma also arrived early.
The workshop has returned to its former bustle.
The new year has finally arrived. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
ps: This chapter is from today. Thank you for your persistence. I really want to update more, but I am too busy these days. On the other hand, I also want to save some manuscripts for the Spring Festival. I may not have time to write during the year.
Second, the network in rural areas may not be normal, hey.
