However, Qingyu and Shi'an brought the drawings drawn by Wen Ya to Jiang Mutou's house the next day. They learned from Jiang Mutou that Onion was in Changting Hutong in the outer circle, and they drove them to Changting Hutong again.
Changting Hutong is not like a wooden alley. The noise is not sawing and planing, but the sound of people. There are all kinds of shops here, especially a small private restaurant. Various people come and go, shouting and drinking, and you can't get close to them.
Hear the noise.
Qingyu and Shi'an asked all the way and found Lanmufang - Congtou's workshop at the end of the alley.
The workshop is not big, half as big as Jiang Mutou's house, but everything in the yard is arranged neatly, and it looks very orderly.
Qingyu was secretly thinking that this onion was a meticulous person, but she didn't expect to see Jiang Chenglan behind the door cleaning things in the yard. She smiled on her face and called out: "Sister Lan."
Jiang Chenglan had her sleeves tied up, a sweat towel on her forehead, her cheeks were flushed from being busy, and she looked very beautiful.
After seeing Qing Yu, Jiang Chenglan immediately threw away the wood in his hand, ran over, pinched Qing Yu's little face, and said with a smile: "Little sister, why are you here? I haven't seen you for a few days, and there is flesh on your face."
Qingyu touched her face in embarrassment and pointed at Shi'an, "This is my brother."
Shi'an raised his hands and saluted, "My dear Shi'an, today I came with my roommate to see Master Cong to do some carpentry work."
When Jiang Chenglan heard this, she laughed loudly, "Cong...Master Cong...hahaha, Brother Congtou, I think 'Master Cong' sounds better, what do you think?"
Onion, who came after hearing the sound, scratched his head and looked at Jiang Chenglan, who was leaning forward and backward with laughter, and laughed stupidly too.
Shi'an looked a little apologetic. He looked at Qingyu who also looked confused, and then looked at Jiang Chenglan and Congtou. He didn't know where he called him wrong.
Seeing that he was a little confused, Jiang Chenglan explained with a smile, "Since he is the child adopter my father raised for me, he naturally has our family name. His surname is Jiang Minghuan, and his nickname is Congtou."
Qingyu and Shi'an suddenly realized, and Shi'an raised his hand again and shouted: "Little Master Jiang."
When Cong Tou heard about the child's adoptive husband, he pursed his lips and lowered his head with a red face. He smiled and then looked at Jiang Chenglan. After a while, he remembered what Shi'an had just said and asked again: "What are you going to do?"
Shi'an took out the blueprint and handed it to Onion, "I'm afraid you've never seen these things. I wonder if you can make them?"
Onion stared at the drawing for a moment, and was a little surprised, but he nodded and said: "It can be done, but it will take some work. How many do you have to do?"
"Twenty sets, how long will it take to get them?"
"Twenty sets?" Jiang Chenglan and Onion said in unison, with joy in their eyes. Onion made an estimate and said, "If we are pressed for time, it can be completed in five days."
"No rush, just follow your arrangement." Shi'an took out ten taels of silver and handed it to Jiang Chenglan, "This is the deposit."
Jiang Chenglan weighed it, surprised and embarrassed: "If Lanmufang hadn't just started now, it's the time to spend money. With your kindness to our family, we shouldn't talk about this money."
Shi'an smiled: "Brothers are still settling the accounts. If you don't accept the money, then I can only go to the place where the money is collected." This made Jiang Chenglan laugh again.
"Hey, Sister Jiang is so happy today. My brother heard this laughter even from far away. If you have any good news, please tell me." A man with a shiny face walked in from the door. His greasy voice was very unpleasant to listen to.
Comfortable.
Jiang Chenglan stopped laughing immediately and was very annoyed, "I heard that a rich man came to the door today. I was happy, but Brother Yang came in. I wonder what kind of big business you brought today? If the business is not big, you don't have to do it."
Yang Laosan's eyes greedily walked around Jiang Chenglan's face before he said: "Today I want to ask Master Jiang to make a little wooden horse. My nephew has been crying and making trouble in recent days and wants to ride the wooden horse.
This kid is just a good kid. He cries and makes a fuss and rides whatever he wants. I want to ride too, but I can’t. Sister Jiang, please give me some ideas and let me ride too."
Jiang Chenglan's face flushed, and she gritted her silver teeth and glared at Yang Laosan.
Seeing this, Yang Laosan clapped his hands and laughed, "Sister Jiang, you are so drunk after hearing a few words from me. If my brother loves you again, wouldn't it be..."
"You bastard." Onion's face was ashen, he grabbed the wood at hand and tried to bully him.
"Brother Onion." Jiang Chenglan stretched out his arm, stopped Onion and clenched his fist, "You do what you want. I am enough for these rotten flies and mosquitoes." As he spoke, he grabbed the broom on the ground and faced Yang Laosan aggressively.
Call over.
Yang Laosan looked anxious and raised his hand to block him. He was hit on the arm by a broom. He grimaced in pain and cursed: "You crazy bitch. I pity this brat. I kindly came to him to do carpentry.
That’s what you look like.”
"I'm just crazy. Today I'll make you remember. You're not someone you can mess with, you crazy woman." Jiang Chenglan said with a cruel face and chased Yang Laosan with a broom.
Her hand was very strong, and when she hit it with the broom, Yang Laosan's face was scraped with blood.
Yang Laosan was also scared, and ran out of the hospital while cursing, "Crazy woman is beating someone, crazy woman is beating someone."
"I will smash your mouth today." Jiang Chenglan chased him out angrily.
Onion also grabbed a piece of wood and chased her out, but as soon as he reached the door, he met Jiang Chenglan, whose eyes were red. He hurriedly dropped the piece of wood and wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say. He could only call out "Sister Lan" in distress.
"It's okay." Jiang Chenglan grinned, wiped the tears on his face, and said angrily: "Next time you let me see that guy again, I will beat him until he crawls for the rest of his life."
Onion lowered his head sadly, and after a moment, he said: "Go back, don't stay here with me."
Jiang Chenglan had a smile on her face, "Then you have a beautiful idea. When I leave, you can flirt with the girl Xin'er opposite, right?"
Onion was so anxious that he couldn't speak clearly, "This... no... no... I never took another look... I..."
Seeing how anxious and clumsy he was, Jiang Chenglan chuckled and patted him on the shoulder, "Why don't you hurry up and wait for the money to come to your door?"
Only then did Onion remember that there were two little guests next to the door. He was very embarrassed, blushed and went to work.
The smile on Jiang Chenglan's face dropped, and she came to Qingyu and Shi'an with an apology on her face:
"I must have been frightened just now. I just told you to watch a joke. This damn Yang Laosan comes to come and have a few words every two days. I have wanted to beat him for a long time."
Shi'an said: "There are many fish and dragons here. I know some numerology. If you give me your birth date, I will calculate a lucky place for you."
Jiang Chenglan was a little helpless, "The lease was signed for one year, and if you violate the contract, you will be compensated for one and two." But in an instant, she became happy again, "But we can move when we have money." Then the next moment, she said with some uncertainty: "
But Brother Onion picked it up and doesn’t have a specific date of birth, can you use mine?”
Shi'an nodded, "As long as the family lives together, it's all the same."
Jiang Chenglan's face turned red and she said, "Sit down in the main room."
Shi'an followed Jiang Chenglan into the hall to tell fortunes, while Qingyu came to Congtou.
She looked at Onion's eyes, which were black and bloodshot, and said: "Don't do anything too hastily. Remember that too much is too little. Only when you do it just right can you proceed step by step."
Onion's subordinates paused and looked at her blankly.
There was wisdom and insight in Shen Jing's eyes, which involuntarily calmed Onion's inner anxiety. "Okay." He grinned, and the movements of his hands became slow and steady.