"Cousin, I'm serious."

I know you're serious, so I won't do it.

Du Jun's head shook like a wave drum.

"Alas! That's a pity", seeing Du Jun's resolute attitude, Shi Dawei said with a regretful face.

Are these pieces of furniture really that good?

Can it be sold in ancient times?

With this kind of question, Du Jun asked his cousin tentatively.

Unexpectedly, Shi Dawei looked at her with an eye like an idiot.

"Cousin, are you really confused? Or pretend to be confused? ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a piece of scratch paper, "Look, this is what you call a combination wardrobe." ”

"The wardrobe is owned by every household, but now the wardrobe is big and heavy, and your cousin always says that it is difficult to find things."

"You painted this, is a few boards, spliced with your hand, fast, put things are eye-catching, if you carve a point map on the counter, find a painter to paint tung oil, as a dowry, both face, but also generous and practical, the price is absolutely not low."

The more Shi Dawei spoke, the more excited he became, as if the combined wardrobe had appeared in front of him.

Du Jun smiled bitterly, is this considered a deliberate planting of flowers that do not bloom, and an unintentional planting of willows and willows.

Originally, I just wanted to benefit myself, but I didn't expect to hook up my cousin's ambitions.

However, Du Jun also admitted that she was infected by her cousin's fanatical passion and moved her mind.

Isn't it just a furniture shop!?

No big deal!

Done!

Sister, I'm not short of money right now!

And faintly, Du Jun wants to promote this simple furniture style at the moment.

It's different from the farm, it's a change, it's a move forward.

"This is for the house I just bought, it's still a sketch, wait for two days, I'll measure the size and give you a formal one."

"However, these days, you can help me make four beds first, and I'll give you the size now."

Back in the house, he drew a single bed with a few strokes, marked the size, and handed it to Shi Dawei.

I took it and took a look, but there was nothing brilliant about it, but it was relatively simple, consistent with the style of the combined wardrobe, and there was no part of the bed curtain, just like a longer table.

casually asked, "Why four?" Who is it for? ”

"Oh, you saw it too, my little girl, and there are three more you haven't seen!"

Hearing this, I couldn't help but gasp.

"Cousin, you're looking more and more like a rich man now."

"As long as you are not a rich man"

"Haha"

Having made an appointment for the next meeting, Shi Dawei couldn't wait to rush home.

He wanted to tell his father and mother that his cousin had helped the family find a way to make money.

Mancang held the candlestick and gently placed it on the desk, Du Jun was stunned, raised his head, and looked out the window, "Hey, it's dark, is the young master back?" ”

"The young master hasn't come back yet, young lady, you can also rest, since you came back from the farm, you have been drawing, and it has been two hours."

"Oh, no wonder your eyes are so sour", Du Jun rubbed his eyes, and then asked, "Why are you here, Cuilan?" ”

"Sister Cuilan is making soup in the kitchen, I saw that she was not free, so I came over by myself."

The tone was a little sour, but at this time, Du Jun still had those drawings in his mind, and he didn't hear the sound of the little girl's mouth at all.

Young lady, the young master is being remembered, why don't you have a snack!

The little girl was secretly anxious for Du Jun.

For three days in a row, Mancang followed Du Jun and really saw Du Jun's hard work.

After meeting the two of them this morning, I will make a round around the farm in the afternoon.

In Du Jun's words, turn around and be steadfast.

Although I don't know if rich people live like this, Mancang still feels sorry for his young lady, and he still has a big belly, so some people are worried about the young master.

"You go get busy, I'll draw for a while, and wait for the young master to come back and have dinner together", after speaking, Du Jun leaned on the drawings again.

Mancang gave Du Jun a big roll of his eyes, quite a bit of hatred for iron and steel, and moved lightly and exited the room.

Hearing a man's voice in the courtyard, Du Jun quickly cleaned up the office supplies on the table that did not belong to this era.

Make yourself feel like a thief.

Song Jiang pushed the door in, "Xiaojun, listen to Cuilan, you haven't eaten yet?" ”

"Well, it's not because I'm waiting for you, why did I come back so late today?" Du Jun glanced at him.

"Eaten...... I'll tell you again", Song Jiang was quite interested, and said casually.

Du Jun looked playful, "Yo, have you learned to sell Guanzi?" ”

"Hey, hey", Song Jiang said with a smile, "As long as the lady goes to eat, what if she sells her husband once?" ”

……

The two flirted and scolded, but they didn't notice that Cuilan, who was waiting on the side, clenched her hands into fists and clenched them tightly......

On the treetops of the moon, a pot of tea, candles swaying, close to each other.

"You drew this?"

"How?" Du Jun asked nervously, "Is the painting okay?" ”

What would she be able to draw about?

The ink and blue are outlined with a brush, and the emphasis is on the artistic conception.

What she painted, in Song Jiang's eyes, was graffiti, miserable.

Looking at Du Jun's eyes full of Xiyi, the words couldn't be too straightforward.

"Oh", carefully considering the vocabulary, I still can't do it with a clear conscience, and I barely spit out two words, "It's okay"

Not bad!?

Not bad..... What the hell?

snatched the drawings, Du Jun snorted angrily.

What kind of person, I spent an afternoon in your mouth and it was "okay." ”

You are a dirt bun, you don't know how to appreciate it!

Sister, I draw three-dimensional drawings and floor plans, which are realistic and intuitive.

It's completely different from your time, okay!?

"Huh, angry?" stabbed Du Jun, "You haven't told me yet, what is this grid for?" Nest? ”

"Get out", Du Jun directly burst into foul language, why is he so annoying? I've never seen such an annoying person!

He took the piece of paper, pointed at it, and yelled, "This is storage space, do you understand?" I'll put those stinky socks on you! ”

As soon as the words came out, Du Junleng was stunned.

This is not modern, this is ancient, you actually yelled at you like this.

Hehe, it's all good for you to take a break!

Looking at Song Jiang with a slight emptiness, his heart was relieved, fortunately, fortunately, Song Jiang didn't care, but he was staring at those drawings.

Quickly pasted it and explained to him flatteringly: "This is the furniture I designed, the wardrobe and the desk, the crib, and the floor in the future." ”

With Du Jun's guidance, Song Jiang gradually understood.

But it's really ugly!

It's boxy, it's all lattice, and it's a fight with the bookshelf, is this worth the excitement of the lady?

But I can't talk to the lady directly.

This is because the two people are of different classes and have different angles of appreciation.

It doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong, the environment in which you grow up is different, and the concept is also biased.

Du Jun is the lowest level of ordinary people regardless of his past life or present life, and although Song Jiang is a concubine of the Song Mansion, he has been living in the Song Mansion before he is a fast catcher, what he appreciates and accepts are relatively complicated luxury, and he naturally looks down on things like Du Jun's civilian route.

After a long time, Song Jiang spoke, "What, your farm is gone?" Want to switch careers? ”

"Say what?" Du Jun didn't follow this, and directly scolded him, "The farm is my root, and this is a side business, and I play with it." ”

"Lady, won't it be very hard for you to do this?"

"I'm only responsible for coming up with ideas, and there are craftsmen to do it, where is the hard work?"

Du Jun squinted at him, very strange, Song Jiang seemed to have been opposing.

But..... Why?

"According to what I know of you, you are bound to bow down, the carpentry work is very dusty and dirty, can you stand it?"

Song Jiang said slowly, if you can't make a plan, you will have another plan, this time it will be directly aimed at Du Jun's death.

Don't you love cleanliness?

Now it's up to you how you break it!

Hehe, Du Jun smiled.

The dead have crawled over the pile, and they are still afraid of getting dirty!?

It's too underestimated.

"What a big deal, just come back and let Xiaolian wash it", Du Jun replied casually.

Wash!?

In a flash of inspiration, how can you forget the two most important objects?

Tubs and toilets!

The toilet bowl is not mentioned, but this bath bucket makes Du Jun hate it.

If you go in, you can only sit half-squatting, or sit on your side with your legs bent.

This makes her very awkward with a big belly.

If it is designed as a modern one-person bathtub, wouldn't it be solved?

hugged Song Jiang's head and kissed him with a "snap", "Xianggong, you are amazing, I know what I'm going to do?" ”

Song Jiang looked confused, I didn't do anything?

Seeing that Du Jun was extremely excited, it was not good to pour cold water on her, so let her make a fuss.

He also looked at the wardrobe, and inexplicably felt that it was not very easy to make.

After a year and a half, the lady's enthusiasm went down, and it was fine.

Besides, there are still a few months left, and the child is born, and the lady has no time and energy to think about this broken "simple version of furniture"