Chapter 92: The book of the scholarly door is full of incense
Qin Jiajun wrapped himself tightly in a military coat, and wore leather gloves on his hands, and the truck drove out of the community cautiously, although Yang Liufang had closed the glass to death, but the wind still came in through the unknown gap.
"Brother Qin, how can our family still drill the wind when it is a new car."
"It's much better, you haven't been in a winter army car, not to mention the noise, the wind leaks on all sides. If you drive far away and move around, you will freeze. ”
"Do you have to pour hot water on it?"
"yes, we need to heat up the car first."
The two chatted, and the truck was sliding step by step in the ice and snow, and it couldn't drive fast, so Yang Liufang wrapped his coat tightly and shrunk into the back of the chair.
About two hours later, I arrived at a new community, which was a dormitory area specially built for intellectuals in Xizhou City, a six-story building with uniform gray walls and red tiles, and an uncle on duty at the door. Qin Jiajun rolled down the glass and greeted the janitor.
"Hello, master, we are looking for Mr. Li from Unit 3 of Building 6."
"Which room number? Do you know what it's called? ”
"Ouch, I really don't know about this, I just moved for him the day before yesterday, it seems to be 3503."
"Then you can sign up."
Qin Jiajun got out of the car, took off his leather gloves to register, the white breath exhaled enveloped his head, the pen was frozen to water, he haha in his mouth, continued to write, and finally didn't finish writing, and finally couldn't hold the pen in his hand. The people in the back were urging, and the janitor let them in directly.
The truck found Building 6 in the community, stopped in the open space downstairs, and the two got out of the car to find Unit 3, and felt warm when they entered the corridor.
"The new neighborhood is good, the heating is hot enough."
The two climbed the stairs to find 3503. There was a knock on the door, and an old man with gray hair opened the door.
"Hello Mr. Li."
"Oh, Xiao Qin, hello, hello."
"Mr. Li, this is my brother, the owner of Hanwangchuan Furniture Factory. A few days ago, you said that you wanted to order a bookshelf, and I asked him to help you with your staff. ”
"Come in, come in."
When the two entered the room, a burst of heat hit, and Yang Liufang unconsciously wanted to take off his coat. Looking at the sofa, the coffee table is full of books, Yang Liufang reads little, and he is very envious of the readers, thinking that this is the so-called book fragrance all over the ground. He took off his coat and put it on the coat rack at the door.
"Mr. Li, the literati of our country like to design their own homes, I want to hear your thoughts."
"Oh, I'm going to make two rows of bookshelves on the back of this sofa, and then do this in the study."
Yang Liufang followed Teacher Li in: "In this room, my lover and I are one and a half, one side is her book, and the other side is mine, and this window should be used reasonably." ”
"Mr. Li, do you need a cabinet door for this bookshelf?"
"I want it, my lover doesn't want it."
"Okay, Mr. Li, I understand your thoughts, I'll measure the ruler first. Then I will give you a rough sketch and see if it fits. ”
"That's great, my lover is coming back soon, just in time to consult together."
"Okay, then I'll measure first, and then draw a picture. Mr. Li, I came in a hurry, I didn't bring paper and pens, and I have to borrow yours. ”
"Okay, I'll find it for you."
Yang Liufang measured out all the dimensions of the back of the sofa and the study room, and then began to sketch on the notebook given by Mr. Li. He didn't follow the normal bookshelf to paint, but applied the classical swastika grid and sharpened the rounded corners.
Teacher Li looked at it and was full of praise: "Xiao Yang, yes, Xiao Yang understands me, and he has a good heart." ”
In the study room, Yang Liufang made a corner desk with two sunken ends under the window, bookcases on the walls on both sides, a cabinet with a height of 50cm below, and a bookshelves with a staggered arrangement of 30cm above.
Teacher Li nodded while watching, and then the door rang, and Mr. Li went to open the door, it was his lover who got off work.
"Wife, I'm back, Xiao Qin is here, bring us the owner of a furniture factory, I'm admiring his masterpieces, come and take a look at it."
She took off her coat, and then she was very satisfied with the drawings handed over by Mr. Li and the bookshelves on the sofa. In the study room, Yang Liufang began to introduce.
"The writing desk under the window, usually the two teachers can read and write, the visibility is good, and after reading for a long time, they can look through the window to relieve visual fatigue. The cabinet under the bookshelf can be used as a storage cabinet. ”
"Yes, yes, I think it's okay, it's quite thoughtful."
"Xiao Yang, you see, my lover and I are quite satisfied, how to calculate this cost?"
"Mr. Li, I like to read very much, and I have always respected readers, and I feel honored to serve the two teachers today. But I run a factory, it's impossible not to make money, and I can't bear to make too much money. In this way, if the two teachers have their own wood, I will process it and charge a processing fee of 500. If I provide all the things, it will be 800 plus the material money. ”
"Oh, yes, I think the price is acceptable, Xiao Yang, you are Xiao Qin's younger brother, so you can provide them all, we don't have any wood." How long will it take? Can you get it done before the Chinese New Year? ”
"Teacher Li, I'll do my best."
"Then you work hard."
"Okay, Mr. Li, then we'll step up the production when we go back. Go back and ask my brother to bring someone to install it for you. ”