Chapter 107: The Thirty Years of the Chinese New Year's Eve

"Where are you all going for the New Year, uncle, ah, isn't this his father? You've traveled far and wide! ”

"Hehe, the old man is the backbone! Without him, the master is not happy! ”

"Yo! Look at your group of old men, are you taking on some big business? Who is the main family? Why is it so big? ”

"The Yang family in Dabao Village! Girl, have you heard of Mr. Yang Yeyang? Mr. returned to his hometown this year and took over the position of Big Brother Yang three days ago...... He's going to build an antique ancestral hall, so he's going to call us there......"

"Ah, what a joy! You can make a lot of money from this job, right? When will it start? Can you tell me to fight for two too? ”

"Your craftsmanship is okay, today the old man will go to the master's house to have a look, take a look first......"

"Good, good...... There must be a life! Yo, I almost forgot to give a few gentlemen New Year's greetings! ”

"Ha Luha, the daughter-in-law of the Wang family is going to come to something!"

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In the village of Broken Bridge, a small river flows from east to west.

There is a broken bridge in front of the river, built in the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, at the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, the local Han people cut off the bridge body in order to resist the invasion of the Qing soldiers, so it was renamed the broken bridge.

The villagers of Broken Bridge Village have never been engaged in farming, and most of them have made a living as carpenters, and their township has been carpenters for generations since the Ming Dynasty, and their skills have never been lost.

In the past, the Yongle Emperor moved the capital to Yanjing, and most of the craftsmen used were from the village.

However, in recent years, people in the village have begun to change careers one after another.

In the past, they could make a living by making furniture for others, but now there are still people looking for them, at most making some wooden basins and coffins to earn two small dollars to spend. Buy two decent clothes for your children during the Chinese New Year.

Walking across the broken bridge, I saw a pair of people and horses carrying fish skin bags and talking and laughing towards Dabao Village in Hedong. When you meet a few familiar people when you are walking, you will inevitably say a few words of New Year's greetings.

The old man named Jia Wenxi is 87 years old this year, but his body is very strong.

When he was a child, he went to a private school in the county, and he didn't dare to say that he inherited the mantle of his ancestor with his craftsmanship, but he also had seven or eight successes.

The people in the village are the best at his craft, and he is currently the only one who knows how to transform wood into ancient buildings.

Behind him were seventeen or eighteen apprentices, the eldest of whom was close to him, and the youngest of whom was thirty-five or sixteen.

They all carried a half-man-high basket behind their backs. Inside are all the tools needed to be a carpenter. If planers, ink fountains, etc.

It should have been more than an hour, and it was close to 10 a.m.

I saw that the village entrance was busy in full swing, and the trucks coming from the county seat were about to fall on the opposite road.

More than 200 strong men were happily carrying rice, cooking oil and other daily necessities, and women and children were happily helping with chores......

"This ...... What is this for? Who sells so many things? ”

Jia Lao's son, Jia Chonghe, watched all this dumbfounded. Everyone else had the same expression.

"Huh? The guys in front of you are not broken bridges! Let's be a carpenter, right? ”

"Yes!" Jia Wenxi opened his mouth and shouted. After that, his son hurried to catch up.

The one who asked the question was Lao Yu, the village party secretary. He saw a crowd of people coming. He stepped forward with a smile and said, "Yo." The old man hasn't seen him for a month, hasn't he? The next life will give you a New Year's greeting! I wish you happiness such as the East China Sea, longevity than Nanshan! ”

"Ha Luha, your Dabao Village is as blessed as the East China Sea, right?"

I exchanged two pleasantries. Jia Lao followed him and said with a smile: "Does your village government give out benefits during the holidays?" This carload of firewood, rice, oil and salt looks very gratifying! ”

"Oh yes!"

Lao Yu said with a hint of pride: "This is all the Yang family giving a little heart to my father and fellow villagers. Didn't Mr. Yang Ye come back two days ago? ……”

"It's not much, 100 catties of rice per person, 50 catties of oil, and 100 yuan per person with children at home."

"50 pounds of oil? 1 piece 50, 100 pieces is not 5000 pounds? Yang Ye's handwriting is really big! ”

Hearing his words, even the well-informed Jia Lao couldn't help but gasp, and the others either widened their eyes or looked envious.

Originally, according to Yang Daodao's meaning: 200 for adults and 100 for children, he directly found money for them, but the old man didn't think of one thing, that is, the bank's Spring Festival holiday.

According to the calculation of 3 people per household in the village, there should be 600 people in 200 households, and at least 200,000 cash will be distributed.

Money is not the problem, the key is to be able to take it out.

The next day, the melon egg brothers took the bank card given by Yang Ye, and ran to seven or eight banks tremblingly, and withdrew a total of 50,000 yuan.

In the end, Yang Ye simply regarded the 50,000 yuan as the New Year's money for the Yang family and the children of the whole village, and the adults all distributed them in kind.

After the village party secretary counted the total number of people according to the households, Yang Ye asked the two brothers to go to the city to contact the major supermarkets to buy rice, cooking oil, etc......

Yang Ye entrusted the two brothers, and he also had the intention to exercise them, and if it was suitable, he would consider letting them manage the village.

It is said that the reason why Yang Ye gives benefits to the villagers is that the first consideration is their care over the years.

The so-called: to reach and help the world.

Yang Ye can't help the world now, but it's still okay to help his parents and fellow villagers.

Another point is to build a good reputation for the Yang family.

Eat people with a short mouth, and take people softly.

I don't ask them to help the Yang family much, as long as they don't 'stab the knife' in the back, just stand up and say a few words when they are in trouble.

Coming to the small courtyard of the Yang family, Yang Ye was compiling the rules and regulations of the family members, the two brothers of Yang Dan and Yanggua stood on his left and right, and Yang Daodao and other elders were laughing and drinking tea on the side.

As for the other women, they all followed the grandmother to another courtyard to prepare lunch.

"Ha Luha, the big brother is here!"

"It's Lao Yu, come in and sit down, these gentlemen are ......"

Yang Daodao and everyone got up at the same time, and Yang Ye also closed his notebook and stepped forward.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you, didn't Mr. Yang ask me to find someone to skill? No, I invited the old man! They are all some of the best broken bridge carpenters in our county! ”

"Oh! Oh, I thought you were here after the holidays. ”

A few New Year's greetings. The group came to the courtyard to talk.

During the exchange, Yang Ye could clearly feel the skills of these carpenters. Especially the 87-year-old Jia Wenxi.

In his opinion, the old man Jia in front of him is far stronger than those so-called experts in ancient architecture, and he is really the first to talk about ancient skills!

Two hours later, everything was almost in order, and the little bit of heart that Yang Ye gave to the whole village was also distributed.

During the meal, Yang Ye called the group of people in Broken Bridge Village together to discuss the construction of the ancestral hall and family temple.

In addition to building the ancestral hall, he also wanted to rebuild his yard, as the helmsman of the Yang family, he couldn't be too shabby.

Wait for the ancestral hall to be built. Father Yang and Mother Yang will move in. The renovated courtyard will become Yang Ye's solitary residence.

After three rounds of drinking, Yang Ye began to get to the point: "Grandpa Jia, I don't know how you usually charge for this kind of work?" ”

"It's hard to say!"

Jia Lao blushed and said: "I'm not afraid of jokes, my father's generation has never had such a big job!" Besides, it was all real money back then...... Why don't you guys watch it? ”

"It's not going to work!" Yang Hongshi is afraid that his family will suffer. Mingzhi said: "There is money for selling steamed buns." There is money for selling noodles. There should always be a price for your craftsmanship, right? ”

"This ......" Jia Lao couldn't take it. If you want to be high, you are afraid that you will not be able to get over your face, and if you are low, you will be sorry for this group of disciples.

Seeing this, Liu Feiyan smiled and said, "Grandpa." You said that in the past, it was all real money and silver, but how many taels of real gold and how many taels of silver were built down in an ancestral hall? ”

"Sizzle! Listening to this girl's tone, do you want to give real money? ”

"Be good, rich people are arrogant when they speak!"

"I want to think about it."

Jia Lao looked at the apprentices who were talking to each other: "I remember when I was a child, the old man told me that during the Jiaqing period, a salt merchant asked them to 'work', and it took 1 year and 6 months to build more than ten main halls and wing rooms...... Excluding materials, the labor cost is about 5,600 taels of silver, but ......"

"At that time, the money was not the same as it is now, and the project was ......."

"That is, at that time, 10 taels of silver could live for a year, right? Now I can't eat enough without three or five hundred yuan a month! ”

"Who's to say it isn't!"

"Mr. Yang, why don't we calculate according to work? How about day-to-day money? Jia asked repeatedly.

"That's not going to work!"

Yang Ye's uncle Ye Kang interrupted: "We are all our own family, since we speak, we will speak to the light!" Now that people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, if you drag it out, won't my nephew take money for nothing? Who wouldn't do that no matter how rich they are? ”

"Good! Even if you are interesting enough to complete the project in a hurry, but what if there is a problem with the quality of the project? If you want me to see it, just say a handful of numbers! ”

"Yes, Ye Kang is right......" Everyone nodded.

As Yang's mother's mother's family, Ye Kang is the only 'outsider' invited to come, and Yang's mother only has such a relative left.

"How much is 5,600 taels of silver converted into RMB?" Yang Ye turned his head to look at Feiyan.

Hearing him ask, everyone else instantly fell silent.

Liu Feiyan checked it and said, "It's about 150,000, right?" If it were ancient, it would have been 10 times less. ”

"10 times more?! That's not 1.5 million! The crowd exclaimed.

"That's good." Yang Ye turned his head to look at Jia Lao and said with a smile: "Old man, just follow what my uncle said, I will give you a price of 5,600 taels of silver, it is better to give it 1.5 million."

"Of course, this 1.5 million is your craft money, and the material cost and three meals a day are calculated separately. As for how many people you find, I don't care! ”

This 1.5 million sounds like a lot, but compared to the increasing housing prices and labor costs, this price is really cost-effective.

"Okay!" Jia Lao immediately made a decision, stood up excitedly and said: "Then it's decided, when will the document be established?" ”

"Dad, it's not called a note now, it's called a contract!"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's a contract, it's a contract......"

"You can do it now, but I think we'd better finish our meal first. Come old man, I salute you for this glass of wine. I hope you can pass on this craft forever......"

"Good, good, thanks to Mr. Yang's good words......"

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In the meantime, peace.

Today is the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and every household is rushing to welcome the New Year, and the police officer Lao Guo's family is no exception.

However, he will soon be dispatched to the police because of the discovery of an unknown body in the garbage dump in the eastern suburbs, and the deceased is none other than Chu Bai, who has been 'missing' for months...... (To be continued......)