The second uncle left quite quickly, but he left a lot of trouble for Zhou Yan, a large box of seafood. The huge incubator was filled with all kinds of mackerel, small yellow croaker, swimming crab, squid and the like.
of individually frozen seafood.
In his previous life, Zhou Yan had an impatient temper. When eating fish, a fish bone stuck in his throat. This happened several times, and he always had a problem with fish. But his second uncle worked hard to transport these seafood from Dongyang, so Zhou Yan was embarrassed.
wasted.
After moving back to his residence, Zhou Yan called his only acquaintance in Yun Zhong, Xu Wenqiang: "Brother Qiang, I want to give you something!"
But when Xu Wenqiang saw Zhou Yan wanted to give him something, he felt a little numb: "I don't know how to handle it myself!"
After dilly-dallying for a while, Zhou Yan finally gave away some of the swimming crabs and oysters that could be eaten after being steamed. As for the rest, Zhou Yan planned to make it easier for the foodies in the dormitory.
"Animals, Saturday is my treat!"
A group of foodies were stunned by the surprise that fell from the sky.
"What's going on?" Lin Junfeng was a little curious, so he approached Zhou Yan and asked in a low voice.
"I just want to treat you to dinner! Don't push me down!"
On Saturday, nine of them ate together and started cooking. Finally, they finished cooking the swimming crabs, squid and small yellow croaker. The remaining Spanish mackerel was cut into large pieces, fried in oil, and brought to the dormitory, where they were quickly eliminated.
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On Sunday, Zhou Yan bought a bicycle and wandered around the community.
After wandering around for a long time, Zhou Yan finally found a place that was more suitable for his studio: on the food street to the east of the community, there was a two-story building that was both commercial and residential, with shops on the lower floor and residential buildings on the upper floor.
The original shop owner was in the business of installing air conditioners, but he couldn't survive anymore. "I have all three certificates, so I can transfer him without hesitation."
Zhou Yan sold the house, and although he only planned to be a temporary carpenter, he went to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to apply for a new individual business license.
On weekend night, Zhou Yan once again gave "tool man" Deng Zhuo a purchasing task: to purchase a batch of woodworking machinery and woodworking tools.
"Boss, just be a human being! It's been less than a month since the last jade carving tool, right? Is this what you rich people do?" Deng Zhuo didn't even know what to say to his boss.
Zhou Yan was vague: "I have nothing to do all day long, so I have to find something to kill time, right?"
"Then you, old man, can study chips!"
Deng Zhuo tried to persuade people with sincerity, but Zhou Yan was just a 250-year-old: "I will do my own research, why would I pay to hire you? Do you want to spend money for me?"
Deng Zhuo: I am speechless?!
"This will never happen again!"
By the time the large number of woodworking machine tools Deng Zhuo purchased for Zhou Yan arrived, there were only a few days left in March.
And Zhou Yan was just playing for fun and had no intention of building the store. When it opened, he just slapped a "good opening" sign on it and hung up firecrackers before it collapsed.
After opening for business, Zhou Yan’s woodware store’s first order arrived...
"Boss, how did you sell this bench?"
"A pair of fifty!"
The small bench was a test product when Zhou Yan was familiar with woodworking machinery. The shape was designed using the industrial design experience inherited from Han Shangyan: a square, almost circular stool surface with four cylindrical legs underneath, which looks very simple.
"Can it be cheaper? A pair of forty!"
"No discount! This is elm wood. You can see the thickness of the board." Zhou Yan reached out and picked up a wooden waterwheel ornament from the display cabinet on the side. "Buy a pair and you can get one ornament for free!"
The young customer hesitated for a while and finally spent money to buy a pair of stools.
On his first business deal, Zhou Yan made a net profit of 30 yuan. Counting the cost of the "Master" title, he lost 20 yuan.
For the second order, a middle-aged couple fell in love with the wooden clothes hangers in the store. They struggled for a long time, but they didn't get a penny, which made Zhou Yan feel a little embarrassed and gave him a small chopping board for free...
The other customers in the store were muttering inwardly when they saw Zhou Yan being extremely difficult to deal with. At this moment, a customer who was looking at the cabinets suddenly turned around and said, "Boss, can you provide me with a design?"
Zhou Yan smiled and pointed to the customer instructions hanging on the wall...
"Instructions to Customers.
1. In order not to waste everyone's time, our store is only open in the evening and on holidays.
Second, you can roll around, fight, show off, and make soy sauce in the store, but you cannot discount.
Three, accept door-to-door service, customized service, free on Saturdays and Sundays..."
After reading the customer instructions, the guest smiled at Zhou Yan and pointed to the corner of the wall next to him: "How much does it cost to make a cabinet about the same size as this?"
Zhou Yan pointed to the price note posted on the cabinet: "One hundred!"
"So do you have time in the afternoon?"
You can have this!
The customer left his address and left.
On the opening morning, I sold about five to six hundred yuan worth of goods. After excluding the cost of the "Master" title, I made a net profit of one hundred yuan...
"There is still a future in making jade carvings!"
However, for the welfare of the virtual space mentioned by the system, Zhou Yan could only endure it.
In the afternoon, Zhou Yan closed the door and went to the customer's home to measure the size. When he came back, he found that there were several customers waiting at the door of the store.
Seeing Zhou Yan coming back, a female customer came over.
"Boss, I bought a table at home and want to match it with four chairs..."
"Do you have a photo?"
"have!"
The female customer quickly took out her mobile phone and took out the photo of the table.
Zhou Yan glanced at it and frowned: The spray paint on the table is quite good, but judging from the connection between the table and the legs, the table top should be made of particle board.
"Beauty, are you sure you want to match this table with solid wood chairs?"
The female customer was a little confused: "What's wrong?"
A customer on the side came over, took a look, and stabbed the female customer in the heart: "Your table should be made of particle board, with solid wood chairs. It's a bit blind..."
The female customer felt that she had lost face, so she gritted her teeth and ordered a set of solid wood tables and chairs of the same style from Zhou Yan's store...
With the order in hand, Zhou Yan's spare time life became busy. Although he didn't go around in circles, he didn't need to study on his own in his spare time.
The level of master carpenter is rising steadily, but Zhou Yan also knows very well that just making these simple furniture, the carpenter level will get stuck after a while...
Then Zhou Yan's works began to extend to Ming and Qing furniture: official hat chairs, Eight Immortals tables, and even Babu beds that were so complex that they integrated the functions of a house...
In order to complete the work, I often had to go to Hongci Temple's customs street outside the Great Wall on weekends, which caused the price of wood there to rise.
It has to be said that the Ming and Qing style furniture is very stylish. Even the elm furniture was sold by Zhou Yan for a high price of one to two thousand.
After becoming more familiar with the craftsmanship, Zhou Yan extended his dark hands to large-scale sailboat models. Thanks to Young Master Li Moli, who raised the Pacific Ocean, Zhou Yan had many sailing battleship models in his head.
However, while Zhou Yan was busy designing the ship model carpenter drawings, Qingming Festival came quietly...
Li Ying, the monitor of Class 4, organized his first class activity since taking office before Qingming Festival: a visit to the Provincial Museum. Because he was worried that something would go wrong with the first activity he organized, Li Ying even went to the boys’ dormitory specifically to
Do mobilization.
Zhou Yan's memory of his previous life has been blurred, and he has no impression of it anymore. He only vaguely remembers that he didn't seem to go...