The next day, the sky was sunny and cloudless.

It's really unpalatable, Wang Langjun took a bite of rough rice bran food with difficulty, chewed it slowly in his mouth, looked up at the sky outside the lattice window, and tried to forget the rough food in his mouth.

lest you spit it out, and eat it again.

You can only starve, and you can't eat until the evening.

Two meals a day, one in the morning and one in the evening.

It's not as big as the Di family's big business, and there will be a fire to cook as soon as you say hello, and you can do whatever you want to eat.

Although this post house is also the property of Dijiazhuang, in order to facilitate the guests to delay the auspicious time to visit the Di family, to avoid rudeness, temporary rest, in order to prepare for the auspicious time to visit.

Generally, it is rude to visit friends and relatives in the afternoon.

On the contrary, the white wedding came in the afternoon.

It's all a matter of etiquette and can't be ignored.

However, there are no distinguished guests at the inn, and ordinary guests are treated as ordinary people.

I don't know if someone is getting in the way.

Forced meals are worse than pig food.

This made Wang Langjun really uncomfortable.

There will be steamed buns.

Milk is promising.

Earn it yourself.

With ambition and no doubt, Wang Langjun walked out of the post house after eating and drinking, bathed in the sunshine and warmth, and arrived at the temporary workshop on the left side of the post house with the refreshing east wind.

This is a set of 300 square meters of courtyard houses.

The courtyard is large and has an empty blue brick floor.

Only the wings near the east, west and north are planted with some flowers next to them, and a burst of fragrance wafts in.

Five children of three or four years old frolicked and chased among the flowers.

At this moment, he ran to the pile of lumber in the center of the courtyard, and circled around the pile of wood, and was very happy.

The lumber pile was piled up more than five feet high, facing the south gate of the courtyard, and the bark of the trees was blue and gray.

At first glance, it looks like a tree that has just been cut down.

Again, this is a big problem.

No one is going to make furniture out of living trees, out of wet wood.

Once this wood is used for furniture, it will crack and deform as the wood gradually dehydrates and dries.

Not only is the smell unbearable, but it is also a waste product after cracking and deformation.

Furniture can only be used for a long time if it is made of dry wood.

But who is deliberately doing this pile of wood?

What about the old stubborns? Wang Langjun saw Ah Liang pestle next to the pile of wood, and he didn't see the old stubborn person, so he said angrily: "Why don't you run?" ”

"Childe, Ah Liang heard from the housekeeper that Childe is a general and needs servants to serve.

Ah Liang is willing to do anything for Childe, and begs Childe to take him in. ”

I hope that following the son can change his life, Ah Liang knelt and kowtowed, and said firmly.

Childe crawled out of the pit where he was buried alive.

This is unheard of.

It can be called a god and a man.

If it weren't for Childe's words and deeds and the housekeeper's explanation, Ah Liang really couldn't believe that this was true, and thought that Childe was a starving ghost.

Take in a boneless minion? Wang Langjun left Ah Liang and approached the left side of the wood pile, looked at the carpenter's tools on the ground, picked up an axe and said, "These are all tools left by the old craftsman."

It looks familiar, but it doesn't fit in hand, so it has to be changed..."

A self-reliant improvement tool.

It's busy.

It seems that Ah Liang has been forgotten.

Knowing today, yesterday... Ah Liang turned to Childe with regret and said, "What Childe said is that these tools are all left by the old craftsman.

The old craftsman said goodbye.

It seems that something has been said so that cousin Ah Fu hears it.

My cousin said there was a treasure inheritance or something.

It's not clear, and I still want to monopolize the inheritance.

It's just that my cousin is not the opponent of the old craftsman, so I had no choice but to tell Di Pu about it.

Di Pu will let us track down the old craftsman together, and be sure to find the treasure location and seize the inheritance.

But the old craftsman was nowhere to be found.

forced us to scatter and search, I was tired of searching, and I dropped the money bag and stopped by to look for the money bag, and after that..."

"Really? Huh..."

How so? Wang Langjun lifted a chestnut wood with a thick bowl mouth, and responded casually, and suddenly found that the sticky chestnut pulp quickly disappeared?

It seems to be dried according to your heart?

The original intention was to dislike the wet wood and not to make furniture.

But it is no problem to make planers, saw gauntlets and beams, as well as a few large stools and furniture boards.

I never thought it had an accident.

Is there any mistake?

It's amazing that the body can absorb the vitality of the wood and remove the water from the wood according to the mind.

No, it seems that it can change the wood grain, hardness, density...

It's incredible.

What is this ability?

Could it be that this ability has been seen through by the old stubborn?

Otherwise, according to the old stubborn makeup, combined with carrying a yellow bamboo pole comparable to ten thousand taels of gold, its identity is by no means ordinary.

How can such a person stay and pester?

Other words... Wang Langjun asked himself.

The heart is surging, and the plan in his heart is changed in the dark.

just ignored Ah Liang, which made Ah Liang tremble with fright, kowtow and said, "Childe, the slave doesn't dare to deceive half a sentence."

All the things said are true, and if there is a lie, it will not be good to die if the sky thunders.

As for the wet wood, the housekeeper deliberately asked the townsfolk to go to the mountains overnight to cut down and carry it back.

These babies are the children of those villagers...

There is also a housekeeper who went to Chang'an to handle the workshop approval.

Leave the minions to serve the childe..."

"Well, get up.

You are a local, and you should know very well about the merchant nobles in the town.

Go and inform them, and ask them to come and buy the Eight Immortals Table and the Taishi Chair.

Remember, if it's nice, it's bigger.

The reserve price was set at more than ten taels of gold.

Compete by auction.

Whoever bids higher goes to whom.

Only one set is sold today. ”

Making a set a day, Wang Langjun feels that it is faster than having a modern machine tool, just because he can control the wood... My heart was on fire.

It seems that good days are coming.

It's really exciting.

Rich...

What, ten taels of gold? Ah Liang just stood up, fell to his knees in fright and exclaimed: "Childe, you, you said ten taels of gold?" ”

"Why, how?

The first set of Eight Immortal Tables made by Childe was only sold for more than ten taels of gold, and the price was the price of cabbage, do you know?

Do you know what is unique, unique, and original?

Open your mouth wide and don't understand, you can imagine the dragon chair on the Jinluan Palace..."

This is called building momentum, Wang Langjun glanced at the stunned A Liang sideways, and said disdainfully.

It's speculation to open the door and do business.

Only hype and fame will attract the attention of countless people, will there be less money?

Arrogant, the middle-aged man in the red robe came uninvited, and as soon as he entered the door, he scolded with a straight face: "This manager wants to see who is so rebellious."

Knocking and beating early in the morning will disturb people's dreams.

How dare you despise the emperor and blaspheme the emperor's authority?

It's just eating the gall of an ambitious leopard, and it's dead? ”

"To make furniture, a big customer came on the first day of construction, place a deposit, please inside."

Just in time, Wang Langjun dropped the wood, carried the axe and played a whirlwind axe shadow, and walked close to the person who came and said.

The shadow of the axe flew over, covering half of his body, and the middle-aged man was so frightened that he stopped trembling, and said in horror: "You, if you blaspheme the emperor's authority and dare to commit murder, you are not afraid that the people of the government will arrest you in prison..."

"Shut up, you speculate on the meaning of your words, add salt and vinegar.

It is really a villain's act, telling right and wrong, and showing the benefit of tongues.

But if you trespass into the Eight Immortals Fang and speak ill of each other, you should be prepared to be slaughtered, give money, or..."

Now he didn't have to worry about having no money to buy meat to eat, Wang Langjun approached the middle-aged man and scolded him, so frightened that the middle-aged man retreated in a cold sweat.

Trespassing on a private house is not a gentleman's doing.

Coupled with the vicious language, this is... The middle-aged man suddenly understood that he hit the iron plate.

This young man is not a weak people, and he can handle it at will.

Instead, it's a killing god...

The axe was too fast.

Scared to death, the middle-aged man retreated to the door frame and fell to the ground and exclaimed: "You, don't come here, it's a big deal for the manager to make a deposit..."

"Well, make a deposit, and I won't pursue your crime of trespassing into a private house and hurting people, give money, ten taels of gold."

The first business was done, Wang Langjun was overjoyed, put away the axe and swung it into the courtyard and said.

Let you be proud, walk and see, the middle-aged man got up indignantly, walked into the courtyard and said, "Okay, ten taels will be ten taels..."

"What? This, this is where someone places an order?

Haven't you made the Eight Immortals Table yet? How could anyone make a deposit......"

As if in a dream, Ah Liang's three views were destroyed, and he sat on the ground and muttered to himself.