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Yan Ming has long been tired of the lifestyle of kneeling in front of the table to eat and write.

In his own room before, the various shapes he drew were the graphics of tables and chairs in later generations. It's just that the simplest tables, chairs and stools are much more convenient than the tables that need to kneel and sit.

Yan Shan generously gave Yan Ming a thousand yuan.

Looking at the thousands of dollars piled up in the house, Yan Ming became more and more satisfied with Yan Shan's father.

His idea was to make a few sets of tables and chairs first, and replace all the tables and tables of the Yan family. After letting Yan Shan empathize, he will ask for more money.

"Since Daddy is so generous, we can't be too stingy. Get a few sets of tables and chairs first, and replace them all at home. The grandmother has bad legs and feet, and she always sits on her knees, which really hurts her body. Yan Ming pondered.

His drawings are all strictly scaled.

These tables and chairs of later generations, he will make a lot of money in the future.

As soon as he got up in the morning, Yan Ming led the horse with Yan San and followed him to the Lu family who lived behind Maolingtun.

The Lu family is the most famous carpenter in Maolingtun, and always claims to be the descendants of Lu Ban.

Seeing Yan Ming's arrival, Old Man Lu immediately greeted him, and said with a smile on his face: "Young Master Yan, your school must leave a place for my Galu small class." Our family has been a carpenter for generations, and there must always be someone who can read and write. ”

Yan Ming nodded and smiled: "Don't worry, no problem." See if you can do this job? ”

As he spoke, he took out the drawings that he had prepared a long time ago, on which were the legs of the table and chair.

Old man Lu took it and looked at it, his eyes were shining, and he clasped his hands into fists and said, "If the old man is not mistaken, this picture was drawn by the son himself?" ”

Yan Ming nodded, he drew the main body according to the method of three views in later generations, and then made drawings from the main view, top view, and left view directions.

"There are such detailed drawings, don't say it's the old man. Even if it is my small class, it can be done accurately. The old man held the three views drawn on the rough paper, and he couldn't put it down.

Yan Ming held the old man's arm and said with a smile: "Uncle Lu, these are all small insect carving skills, if your small class arrives at my Yan family's school, these things will be learned." Nothing to speak of. ”

Being supported by Yan Ming, Old Man Lu felt uncomfortable.

A talented man who can make such a big article as "Hongmen Banquet" actually supported himself with his own hands, and Old Man Lu felt that it seemed that the bad comments on the son of the Yan family in the past were a bit excessive.

After handing over the work of the table legs to the Lu family, Yan Ming took Yan San and left Maolingtun on horseback. The southeast direction of Maolintun is where the Jingshi Chang'an is located.

Between Chang'an and Maolingtun, there are several small villages and towns. There are many carpenters in the villages and towns.

After Yan Ming distributed all the drawings to the carpenters in different places, he took Yan San and walked back.

"Childe, this little carpentry work, the old Lu family can do it, why do you have to toss so much?" Yan San scratched his head, not knowing why his son-in-law wanted to go to so many villages and towns.

On this day, the legs of both the master and the servant will run straight.

"You'll know when the time comes." Yan Ming pretended to smile incomprehensibly, beat his horse and whipped away.

Yan San muttered a few words in the back and immediately followed.

When he returned home, he instructed his subordinates to prepare bath water, and Yan Ming soaked in it beautifully.

Yan San stood outside and bragged to a group of small guys: "I went out with my son today, that's really bullish." Walking in our Maolin Tun, whoever sees the son must look at three points high. Don't you see it, the son has really changed, and he is still supporting the old man Lu, looking at that posture, is it really not pretending...... and Xiao Cui'er, when I saw my son's eyes, hey, if I had the knowledge of my son, how good it would be! ”

"Your life is the life of the little guy." A little guy laughed.

"That's right, how can you have the opportunity to read and write in this life!" Yan San sighed and continued to brag about his and Yan Ming's one-day itinerary.

Yan Shan, who was in the house, heard Yan San's words, and his face was even happier. It seems that his son has indeed changed sex. Being able to help the old and the young shows that the child is not bad-hearted.

I'll just say, how can the descendants of the Yan family be bad? Yan Shan turned around and went back to the house with satisfaction. Originally, I planned to go to Yan Ming to ask about the day's itinerary, but now it seems that there is no need.

If you have that free time, it is better to study it with the three concubines and create a few smart babies.

Although the Yan family is a big family in Maolingtun, it is a tunzi after all, and no matter how powerful it is, it is only a few houses.

The voice of Yan San speaking outside, Yan Shan could hear it, and Yan Ming could also hear it.

He lay in his bath, his eyes closed, but the corners of his mouth turned into a smile.

After a few days of tossing, he finally figured it out. Take things as they come.

However, I am still not used to eating in this era. Too rough, too rough.

It's the spring famine season, and even the Yan family doesn't have too many delicious vegetables. Every day is a small piece of rice, but it is something that future generations cannot eat for a long time.

Yan Ming closed his eyes and thought about what to plant in the ground in the spring.

"This year is the first year of the founding of the first year, and there will not be much movement for the time being. But next year will be different. Next year will be the year of the rise of my Yan family. Be sure to talk to Daddy before that. "There are some things that have been decided to be implemented in detail.

"Childe, let the old lady ask you, what do you want to eat at night?" Yan San's voice sounded outside.

This boy has always been a picky eater, and Yan Ming has always said what to eat and what to do in the kitchen.

In the past few days, Yan Shan has not come to ask in order to punish him. Today, the old lady really couldn't help it, and when she saw the little food that Yan Ming ate every day, she couldn't help crying.

The old lady of the Yan Chen family didn't know that Yan Ming was not used to the current food, and thought that he was worried about his marriage to the Tian family. I don't know how many times I scolded Yanshan for this.

"Wait a minute." Yan Ming took a bath and was in a good mood.

He wants to go to the back kitchen to see it himself, and if he can, prepare a few side dishes by himself, and pay tribute to his spoiled grandmother.

When he came to the back hall stove room, Yan Ming's eyes lit up.

On the table, there are green vegetables. If you look closely, it's a leek. There is also meat on the side, and there is little garlic. All kinds of spices are also available. It's just that the salt is a little rough, and the large grains are black, and it looks bad at first glance.

"I said, 'Prepare the food.' Today, my son is going to fry a few side dishes for his grandmother. Yan Minglu rolled up his sleeves.

The cooks in the stove room did not dare to stop them, and retreated one after another.

Under Yan Ming's instructions, all the dishes were prepared according to the requirements.

The Yan family's gentleman cooked, and it immediately reached the ears of the grandmother in the back hall.

"My good grandson can actually cook. This old body needs to be seen. The old lady immediately came to the stove with a cane.

Yan Shan also brought the three ladies to follow the old lady over to have a look.

On the way, the old lady could order: "No matter how unpalatable the food cooked by my grandson for a while, none of you are allowed to say half a word, you have to eat it all for me." ”

The three concubines and ladies had bitter faces, but they didn't dare to refute.

Yan family, the old lady is the sky. Yan Shan didn't dare to refute half a sentence, and these small ones didn't dare to say half a word.

In the back kitchen, Yan Ming cut off the fat on the pork and put it in the pot to simmer on high heat. While the meat oil was boiling hot, I immediately threw in the ingredients that could be used. I put the finished eggs in the pot casually......

Looking at Yan Ming's busy figure, the old lady of the Yan Chen family had a smile on her face. For her grandson's hard work, even if this meal is arsenic, she will not hesitate to eat it.