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45 weeks carpenter

Uncle Lao Zhu shook his head and sighed, "It's not just a pity? You are afraid you don't know that after Lao Gen's family drove the Taoist priest out of the house, the old village chief felt sorry for several days! He said that the Niu family wasted such a good opportunity in vain?"
"There is still this?" Aunt Wang was surprised.
Speaking of the old village chief, Xinghua Village is full of thumbs up. When the old village chief was young, he traveled outside for twenty or thirty years before returning to Xinghua Village. Once he returned to the village, he killed the big insect that caused the disaster to the village. This shocked many villagers at that time.
Many people suspected that the old village chief must be a warrior who is admired, but the old village chief shook his head and said, "My ability is not worth mentioning in the eyes of those warriors."
Although many people still doubt it, since then, the old village chief has done practical things for Xinghua Village during the years he served as the village chief of Xinghua Village, and the village life is getting better and better day by day.
In terms of vision, none of them are better than the old village chief.
Even the old village chief felt sorry for Niu Laogen's family to drive away the Taoist priest, which means that the Taoist priest is probably really capable.
For a moment, the few people on the ox cart were quiet. Aunt Wang remained silent. Her eyes looked at Niu Dali with some sympathy and regret, and the other two women showed the same expression.
Everyone knows what life Niu Dali will live in the Niu family. If Niu Dali had left with the Taoist priest back then, he might be a capable person now.
Niu Dali listened to Uncle Zhu's words, and an undetectable smile suddenly appeared in his mind.
He didn't care whether the mysterious Taoist priest had real skills. What he cared about was that he seemed to be able to use this mysterious Taoist priest to help him take the blame in the future.
There was nothing to say along the way, and they soon arrived at the entrance of the village. Everyone got off the bus and went home.
Niu Dali's family thanked Uncle Lao Gen and returned home.
Li Xianglan and Da Ya, Er Ya began to work hard inside and outside, sorting out the things they bought. Niu Dali hung the bow and arrow on the wall of the main house. Seeing that it was still early, he said, "Xianglan, I'll go to Uncle Zhou's place and ask him to make some furniture for us."
"Do you have some money?" Li Xianglan said.
"Take it!" Niu Dali responded and walked towards the east end of the village.
Carpenter Zhou lives at the east end of the village. The distance is not far, but not close. After walking for a while, he came to Carpenter Zhou's house.
Carpenter Zhou is the best carpenter in the village. He only has him and his wife at home, and he has no children or daughters.
Many villagers see this and want to send their sons and grandsons to Carpenter Zhou as his godson, so that they can learn a good craft from Carpenter Zhou to defend themselves.
But Carpenter Zhou refused to accept any of them. Even his nephew who was brought with him, he confiscated them, saying that he disliked the child too noisy.
Looking at the yard in a wooden fence, there were two vegetable fields in the yard, with green vegetables growing on the vegetable fields. A woman in her forties was picking vegetables, and an old man with silver hair was sawing wood beside the woman.
The old man with silver hair was Carpenter Zhou, and the woman's original surname was Huang. Later, she married Carpenter Zhou and was called Zhou Huang by the villagers.
To be honest, Niu Dalitong yearns for such a comfortable and warm life.
When chopping firewood and feeding chickens, you only care about food and vegetables, and you have your wife and daughter accompany you. In short, life is not just about fighting and killing, but about blindly pursuing the so-called peak, but also about the golden wheat fields and the distance.
"Uncle! Aunt!" Niu Dali shouted to the two people in the yard.
The old man who was sawing wood raised his head. Although the years ruthlessly carved deep wrinkles on his face, their bright eyes looked particularly energetic.
"Dali, why are you here?" Zhou Huang hurriedly opened the door and invited Niu Dali in, "Come in and sit down?"
"No need, aunt! I went back after I said that, Xianglan had cooked rice and waited for me to go back to eat!" Niu Dali smiled silly and told the matter of making furniture.
Carpenter Zhou pondered for a moment, "Tables and chairs, I will take them to your house in two days, but the wardrobe and bed will take a few days!"
"No, uncle, I'll take the table and chairs? I can't bother you." Niu Dali said.
"That's OK!" Zhou Carpenter nodded.
"Uncle, you can take this money!" Niu Dali hurriedly stuffed Uncle Zhou a tael of silver.
"Don't have so much?" Carpenter Zhou wanted to postpone it, but Niu Dali didn't give him a chance at all. He turned around and left. He didn't forget to say, "Uncle, in two days, I will come to pick up the tables and chairs.
"This kid Dali?" Zhou Mujian shook his head.
"Dali is a good child!" Zhou Huang sighed, "But the family heard that Dali didn't live long, so they actually distributed Dali's family! The good child was ruined by them to what they are now? Alas, what should Xianglan and the two children do in the future?"
Carpenter Zhou was silent for a long time and said, "We can help you with one hand in the future!"
The next morning, Niu Dali started building a chicken pan. Li Xianglan and Daya were busy with breakfast in the kitchen, while Erya was running around chasing the five big hens, having a lot of fun. From time to time, Erya could hear giggling.
Originally, he planned to let Da Ya and Er Ya have a little longer sleep, but Da Ya and Er Ya said they couldn't sleep.
After years of habit, it is not easy to get up early, so it is really not easy to change immediately. Niu Dali can only let Daya and Erya go.
"Dad, why don't our big hen lay eggs?" Erya said depressedly.
Niu Dali smiled.
Can Mrs. Qian give them the hens who can lay eggs?
"There will be eggs in a few days! Erya, do you want to eat eggs?"
"I don't want to!" Erya shook her head and said, "I don't eat eggs. My mother said that eggs can hatch chicks. After the chickens are raised, they can lay many eggs. The eggs hatch a lot of chicks. After the eggs are raised, they can lay many eggs. I will have endless eggs in the future!"
Erya put her hands on her waist and looked happy and proud, as if there were thousands of hens who could lay eggs in front of her.
Niu Dali pulled the corner of his mouth. Is this really an ambition ideal?!
Another day passed.
noon.
Niu Dali brought the tables and chairs made by the carpenter's house last week.
"Da Li, why don't you learn how to be a carpenter with your uncle! If you have a skill, you can make some money, right?"
Niu Dali didn't expect that Carpenter Zhou, who never accepted apprentices, would ask him to learn to be a carpenter. However, he also knew that Carpenter Zhou had good intentions.
"Thank you, uncle! I plan to go up the mountain to hunt!" Niu Dali shook his head and said.
"It's too dangerous to go up the mountain. It's better to learn to be a carpenter with my uncle. Although the carpenter can't make a lot of money, it's still okay to support his daughter." Carpenter Zhou advised.
"Uncle, it's not that I don't want to learn from you. You really know my health and want to practice my uncle's skills well. I'm afraid no one will find me to be a carpenter after three or four years!" Niu Dali said.
Carpenter Zhou understood this principle and knew that he could not persuade the other party, so he had to give up.
After Niu Dali and Carpenter Zhou said a word, he carried the table and chairs and walked towards his home.
If you talk about any skill similar to a carpenter in your previous life, it should be the art of craftsmanship.
This is an ancient book he accidentally obtained, introducing how to make some machinery and equipment. It was the crystallization of wisdom of ancient warriors when the Fighting Martial Arts Continent had not yet entered the high-tech era.
However, with the development of technology, these ancient mechanisms left over from the past were not valued and naturally declined.
Chapter completed!
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