With a new house, you can't live without furniture, and you can't sleep on the ground all the time. In this era, there were no wooden floors, and the "villas" were not buildings, and the ground was very humid. Although Zhao Hong had been prepared for this and put a thick layer of thatch under his quilt, after a few days, his waist was still a little uncomfortable from the moisture on the ground.

"Looks like it's time to buy furniture." Zhao Hong said to himself. Immediately, Zhao Hong walked to the corner of the wall and used a wooden shovel to dig out the clay pot where he had stored copper coins. Zhao Hong gently opened the lid of the clay pot with his left hand, and strings of copper coins inside appeared. He held the clay pot in a circle with his left arm, and the five fingers of his right hand stretched forward into the small opening of the clay pot. After digging for a long time, Zhao Hong finally found several strings of copper coins from inside. Because the clothes of this era were very inhumane, Zhao Hong had to tie the copper coin to his waist. The heavy copper coin almost broke Zhao Hong's belt, so frightened that he hurriedly tied another belt. The two belts become double safety ropes.

Fortunately, he hadn't gone out yet, Zhao Hong secretly rejoiced that if his belt suddenly broke while walking on the street, he would be embarrassed and thrown to his grandmother's house. If this is left in the previous life, the problem will be even greater, and you have to be sent to the bureau for tea for a "hooliganism".

When he arrived at the door of the carpenter's workshop of the Liu family, Zhao Hong, who had made up his mind to order furniture, turned around and walked in. Tired and sweaty, Liu Song was struggling to lift the hammer high, and then fell down heavily, and the nails that were originally half an inch long were smashed into an unformed chair again and again.

Zhao Hong carefully looked at the chair being made, and there were no hollows or flower carvings. The difficult life of this era makes people not care about the beauty of art, and practicality is still the first consideration. It seems that the people of the Eastern Han Dynasty are the same as the socialist Soviet Union in later generations, and for them, stupid and stupid is the best choice. Liu Song also noticed Zhao Hong's arrival, he hurriedly put down the hammer in his hand, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead with the linen cloth beside him, and then smiled at Zhao Hong.

"Brother Hong, why are you here? Here sit, sit. ”

In fact, Liu Song, who was a few years older than Zhao Hong, hurriedly wiped a chair with his wide sleeves and hurriedly moved over. Zhao Hong sat down unceremoniously, and looked around with the peripheral vision of his eyes, all kinds of processed wood, unfinished semi-finished products, and neatly arranged finished products were piled up all over the room.

"Brother Hong, the fragrant wind blew you over for a while."

"Brother Liu, do you know what good carpenters are in the county? I'm going to go to town and get a piece of furniture. Zhao Hong, who had a slightly smiling expression on his face, said lightly.

"Otherwise, you will follow me and I will go to the city and help me with the staff." Zhao Hong hurriedly added.

"Brother Hong, our family's craftsmanship is known in the nearby villages for ten miles and eight villages, who uses it and who applauds!" Liu Song looked a little angry, and his cheeks were a little bulging. He raised his right hand and pointed at the wooden object that had been made, drawing a flat arc.

"The quality of these is absolutely reliable, and there are still many people in the village who made the wooden ware made by my grandfather's grandfather!"

Can these things be used from the Three Kingdoms era to the reform and opening up? Zhao Hong muttered secretly in his heart. At that time, it will be worth a lot as an antique, but that will be considered by people in 2,000 years.

"The quality of these pieces is good, but the aesthetics are not satisfactory." In his previous life, he saw so many exquisite luxury goods, and Zhao Hong did have a critical eye.

"Brother Hong, my family's craftsmanship has been passed down directly from Lu Ban!" In the early years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Liu Song, whose ancestors were farmers who had been farming for generations, swore to Zhao Hong.

"When Luban made wooden flying kites that could fly in the sky for three days and three nights, my ancestors made a great contribution to this."

Zhao Hong, who heard this sentence, couldn't help but laugh secretly, it is estimated that Liu Song, who lived in the Eastern Han Dynasty, did not know what the manned spaceflight of the great "Shenzhou series" of socialism was, let alone what a "space hero" was, otherwise Liu Song would definitely say that his ancestors not only participated in the design and manufacture of the "Shenzhou series" manned spacecraft, but also the first astronaut in outer space! As the saying goes, one sentence is top 10,000 sentences, and one person is top 10,000. It seems that neither Yang Liwei nor Engineer Ouyang can compare to the ancestors of Carpenter Liu! Zhao Hong couldn't help muttering in his heart.

A woodbird that can fly for three days and three nights? It is the boss of the 2564 years of the Confucian calendar, the long-range B-25 strategic bomber of the United States, even if there is refueling in the air, it may not be able to fly for three days and three nights.

"Where's the uncle and the aunt?" Zhao Hong quickly changed the topic.

"My father and my mother all went to work in the fields, and my younger siblings played in the backyard." Liu Song, who was successfully diverted from the topic, was a little overwhelmed.

"I don't know much about your carpenter's craft, can you tell me a little bit about it?" With a curious expression, Zhao Hong stretched out his head and looked at the backyard.

So Liu Song, who was thin and hemp, stood in front of Zhao Hong and began a long introduction to how the carpenter was made:

Born in a carpenter's family, Liu Song grew up sitting in a pile of wood, and all kinds of toys were also made of wood. According to Liu Song, he started playing with small saws at the age of three, and at the age of five, he took a small axe and went to the mountains with adults to cut down trees. The tools of the family's carpentry work were mastered by the time he was less than eight years old. Before he was ten years old, he mastered all kinds of skills in the family, and the carpenter's father could no longer hand over Liu Song. Liu Song's biggest dream since he was a child has become a craftsman like Lu Ban.

In fact, Liu Song, who has not even been to Shiyi County a few times, lacks guidance and communication from famous teachers. In Liu Song's own words, his skills may have stagnated.

The benefit of working behind closed doors for Liu Song is that his imagination is particularly rich. He often fantasized about being able to surpass Lu Ban's great skills and create all kinds of tricks that went to heaven and sea. For example, a wooden man who is five feet tall, has infinite strength, runs quickly and can understand the master's speech, a large wooden cart that can automatically transport goods, and a wooden bird for people to soar through the clouds.

"What's your favorite Transformers one? Big Mac or Optimus Prime? Zhao Hong said quickly and coldly, you must know that since Zhao Hong may cross, others may also cross.

"Brother Hong, what are you talking about? I don't understand it. What a sunny day pig, see things" Liu Song looked at Zhao Hong blankly, as if he was looking at an alien.

"It's nothing, my brain was a little messy just now, and I was talking nonsense, don't you mind." It seems that Liu Song is not a traversal of the people, and even the rebirth type of the soul traversal is not. In this way, Zhao Hong put down his worried heart.

Last time the bandits of Jingcheng Mountain attacked, Liu Song's brother unfortunately died. Liu Song also has an older sister, who was married a few years ago, and her husband's family is in Lijiazhuang in the north, so only Liu Song is left in the family as an adult for the time being.

Although I have some spare money in my hand, my life is still a little tight, so I have to spend sparingly. Zhao Hong, who had already thought about it, turned his gaze to Liu Song.

"Hu chair, Hu table and Hu bed, how much do these three pieces add up?" Zhao Hong asked.

"About 700 wen." I saw Liu Song's eyes wander around, and he cautiously said his offer.

"It's too expensive, can it be cheaper?"

"Six hundred texts. This lowest price, less than a penny! Liu Song, who was arguing with reason, gestured with his hand while watching Zhao Hong's reaction.

"I only brought five hundred wen. That's it" Zhao Hong shook his head very helplessly, stood up from the chair and turned around to leave, but his arm was grabbed by someone else.

"Five hundred is five hundred! Who made us brothers who have experienced life and death together? The actual cost is only 30 yuan, but Liu Song's face shows an expression of suffering a big loss.

"This is a deposit, two hundred wen." As he spoke, Zhao Hong untied a few large strings of copper coins from his waist and handed them to five hundred wen.

"Brother Hong, come and sit down, I'll pour you a bowl of water." After that, the joyful 500 Wen went to the backyard with this large string of copper coins......