There is only one family that beats furniture, and the reason why Fang Yuan knows about it is because whoever wants to beat furniture in the family courtyard of the woolen mill also wants to find him.

Although Fang Yuan didn't know where his family lived, it was still very easy to find it, just ask a few people, and Fang Yuan came to the carpenter's house.

After coming here, Fang Yuan thought that he had gone to the wrong place, not because of anything else, but because it was too good to live here.

Director Jin lives in a half-brick and half-earth house, and this is an all-brick house, such a house on Qinghe Street, not to mention one of the best, at least it can be ranked.

The two red-painted doors are closed tightly, too, who will leave the doors open in this winter!

Fang Yuan went up and knocked on the door, and soon the door opened, and it was a middle-aged man who opened the door, seeing Fang Yuan stunned for a moment.

I guess he thought someone was coming to him to make furniture, but he didn't expect it to be a child, as can be seen from the disappointed expression on his face.

"Kid, what's the matter with you?"

"Hello uncle, I want a stick. ”

Hearing Fang Yuan's words, the middle-aged man said while closing the door: "I want wooden sticks to be everywhere outside." ”

"Wait, uncle, I don't want an ordinary stick. Fang Yuan hurriedly pushed the door and said.

"It's not a normal stick, so what do you want?"

"Rosewood, or mahogany. ”

In fact, Fang Yuan didn't know what kind of wooden stick was stronger, but in his previous life, he had come into contact with an opera troupe.

It is a bangzi opera troupe, and the kind of bangzi used in the troupe knocks around every day, but there is no crack at all.

Later, Fang Yuan chatted with the people in the troupe and learned that the best materials for making bangzi were red sandalwood and mahogany, saying that these two kinds of wood were not easy to damage.

"Rosewood, rosewood, I said you kid would dare to think of using rosewood and rosewood to make sticks. The middle-aged man shook his head as he spoke.

"Uh, is there any problem?" Fang Yuan asked as he looked at the middle-aged man suspiciously.

Hearing Fang Yuan's question, the middle-aged man said, "Do you know what red sandalwood and mahogany are?"

"Yes, two very rare woods. ”

"You know it's rare, why are you still looking for me?" the middle-aged man said and went to close the door again.

This time, Fang Yuan didn't push the door and didn't let him close it, but a few tickets appeared in his hand and dangled in front of the middle-aged man's eyes.

Seeing the ticket in Fang Yuan's hand, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and he pulled Fang Yuan in, and then closed the door.

"How long and thick do you want to be?" After the middle-aged man closed the door, his face changed instantly.

Fang Yuan liked an unprincipled guy like him, because only such an unprincipled guy could Fang Yuan achieve his goal.

"It doesn't need to be long, just one foot three or four, as for the thickness, I'll hold it in my hand!" Fang Yuan stretched out his hand and said.

"Okay, no problem. After speaking, the middle-aged man took the ticket in Fang Yuan's hand.

Although this middle-aged man has no principles, he still has a lot of work ethic, of course, his unprincipled is different from others, he has no principles when he sees the vote.

Besides, isn't Fang Yuan himself such a person? Of course, there is a premise here, and that is not to harm the heavens and reason.

The most important thing is not to deceive good people, not to deceive honest people, not to deceive ordinary people, not to deceive ordinary people.

As long as you keep this heart, then there is no principle without principle, and this is the principle of Fang Yuan.

Soon the middle-aged man took out a piece of wood, first gestured, then took a ruler to measure it, and began to use tools.

It only took a few minutes! A wooden stick similar to Fang Yuan's requirements came out, of course, it was only coarse material now.

In order to meet the requirements of Fang Yuan, it also needs to be handled very delicately, first planing, then grinding, almost half an hour, a smooth and round wooden stick was handed over to Fang Yuan.

"How's it going?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Fang Yuan took it in his hand and tried it, and quickly nodded and said.

The stick was heavy, at least two as many as a rolling pin of the same size.

"Uncle, what kind of material is this?"

"Rosewood, there is no mahogany at home, if you want mahogany, wait until the beginning of spring next year. ”

"No, no, this is good, I like it. ”

"Hahaha! The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that Fang Yuan would ask for mahogany.

In fact, Fang Yuan really doesn't care about this, whether it is red sandalwood or mahogany, it can be here in Fang Yuan.

Half a catty butcher's shop, two catties of food stamps and one catty of sugar stamps in exchange for this rosewood stick, Fang Yuan really liked it, with this thing, even if he ran into Cao Qianqian again, Fang Yuan was not afraid of him.

This thing doesn't look very thick, but it's heavy! If you hit this thing, it will hurt for a long time, even if you don't use too much force.

After coming out of the carpenter's house, Fang Yuan walked home, of course, not far from the carpenter's house, the wooden stick had already been put away by Fang Yuan.

He was a little kid with a stick in his hand, and it was better to put it away than to let people see that it was not good after all.

When he went back, Fang Yuan still walked through the woolen mill, because it was relatively close to home from here, no matter what, he was now a family member of the woolen mill workers, and no one would stop him.

Coming out of the west gate, Fang Yuan looked up at the sun, it was still early, Fang Yuan went to school.

No way, although he can not go to school now, it is really boring to be alone at home, and he still has some things to do at school.

When Fang Yuan came to the school, he was still in class, he didn't go to the class, he walked around the school alone.

Although he is a student of this school, he has not really taken a good look at this school, and there are even some places that he has not visited.

Because the first grade is in the last row, that is, the row next to the gate, when he goes to school, his range of activities is between the last row and the toilet.

The school has three rows of houses, the last row is the first grade and the teacher's office. And, of course, the principal's office.

The second row is for the second and third grades, and the first row, that is, the first row is for the fourth and fifth grades.

Fang Yuan came to the second row first, the students were all in class, and when they saw Fang Yuan walking around the campus alone, everyone looked out of the window.

Seeing this, a teacher came out of the classroom and said to Fang Yuan, "This classmate, you are not in class, what are you doing here?"

If in the next generation, the teacher will at most ask the students in the class not to look around, and they will definitely not run out to chase people out.

"I'm sorry teacher, I'm leaving. "People are in class, Fang Yuan can't be disturbed.

Originally, he wanted to go to the first row to have a look, but if he couldn't see it, he would go back to the last row and wait for the end of class.

Fang Yuan came to the back row, and didn't let him wait long before the class ended, Fang Yuan came to the door of the class and shouted to the back corner, "Fatty." ”

It was originally a fat man lying on the table, but when he heard someone shouting to him, he quickly raised his head, and saw that it was Fang Yuan standing at the door, and quickly stood up.

There was a smile on his face, but this kid ate fat, and laughing was more ugly than crying.

Fang Yuan was not in school for a while, the fat man felt that he was bored to do anything, he never thought that Fang Yuan would come to school at this time.

"Boss. The fat man ran out and shouted, and wanted to come up and hug Fang Yuan.

"Fuck off. Before the fat man could hold him, Fang Yuan turned around and hid to the side.

"Boss, why did you come to school?"

"Why can't I come to school? Don't forget that I'm still a student at this school. ”

"Uh! yes!" the fat man scratched his head stupidly.

"Let's go, go over there. Fang Yuan pointed to the empty space next to the gate and said.

"Hmm!"

The two of them came to the open space, Fang Yuan looked left and right to see that there was no one, and then took something out of his schoolbag.

The little fat man is his brother, since he is a brother, then he must share the blessings, this time he got so many good things, how could he not have the fat man's share.

"Boss...... You are ......" Seeing what Fang Yuan took out, the little fat man said in surprise.

"I went to town this time to get some good stuff and brought you some too. ”

After speaking, Fang Yuan handed a handful of White Rabbit toffee to the fat man, and the fat man hurriedly took it and put it in his pocket.

This kid has been playing with Fang Yuan for a while, and he doesn't know what politeness is, as long as Fang Yuan gives it to him, he will continue.

"I won't give you this yet, I'll give it to you after school. Fang Yuan took out the peach cake and put it in his schoolbag again.

No way, although this bag of peach crisp is only one catty, it is relatively large, and the fat man is too conspicuous to carry it into the class.

"Uh-huh!"

Then Fang Yuan grabbed out some peanuts and melon seeds and put them in the fat man's pocket, then patted the fat man's shoulder and said, "You go back to class first, I'll wait for you outside." ”

"Boss, you don't have to wait for me, so, wait for me to come to your house after school to find you. ”

Hearing the fat man say this, Fang Yuan thought for a while and said, "It's okay, then I'll go back first, you come to me after school." ”

"Good. ”

After the fat man entered the class, Fang Yuan also turned around and left, too, it wasn't interesting here, it was better to go home.

After returning home, Fang Yuan, who had nothing to do, glanced at the coal stove, and then looked at the meat that his mother had bought in the morning, Fang Yuan found something to do.

Fang Yuan first took out the meat he brought back yesterday, and put it together with the one his mother bought in the morning, and then cut off the fat meat.

Putting the cut lean meat aside, Fang Yuan cut the fat into small pieces again, because it was easier to refine the oil.

After cutting the fatty meat, Fang Yuan took out the wok and washed it, put it on the coal stove, opened the air outlet below, and the wok quickly heated up.

Fang Yuan put all the fat into the pot, there was a "stinging" sound, Fang Yuan hurriedly stir-fried it with a spatula.

This is the fat meat just put into the pot, it will only be a few minutes! A layer of lard is spread on the bottom of the pot, and at this time, Fang Yuan is not so diligent.

Soon the fat turned from white to yellow, the golden kind, but Fang Yuan knew that this was not enough, he must make the fat black and crispy.

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