Reborn Craftsman

Chapter 404 Carpenter Li Hu
"Yeah! You're still blaming me, who said that making bamboo mats is easy to make money, and the process is simple. If it weren't for your words, I would have gotten into trouble with Liu Xing, the little God of Wealth?" Zhang Yan He replied sharply, the way he pointed fingers was obviously trying to quarrel with him, to vent the depression in his heart these days.

However, Geng Laolin didn't want to quarrel with Zhang Yan at all, because he knew he couldn't quarrel, so after a cold snort, he lowered his head and smoked silently, letting Zhang Yan say anything, he didn't complain.

This is his way of dealing with Zhang Yan, and it can be regarded as a silent protest.

If it weren't for Zhang Yan's means of making money these years, he really wanted to leave, because Zhang Yan is a very strong woman. When he first got married, his family had only tens of thousands of money, but at that time it was Had a great time.

There are even endless topics to chat with Zhang Yan.

But with the opening of Limin Department Store, those days are gone.

The only thing in his life is to make money. It seems that Zhang Yan can disregard everything for the sake of making money. He doesn't have to have children, and he doesn't even need to be filial to his parents. Now... even he is almost despised.

If this continues, he knows that sooner or later something will go wrong.

But he couldn't make a sound with a slap, and he was also at fault.

You shouldn't give up all the rights in the family. Now it's good, all the good ones belong to Zhang Yan, and all the bad ones belong to him.

Who knows the suffering in it, I'm afraid only he knows it.

Thinking of this, Geng Laolin threw away his cigarette butt and was about to go out to get some air, when Old Zhao, a craftsman who works in Laolin's strip products workshop, came to see their husband and wife with a look of hospitality.

"Say something quickly!" Because Zhang Yan was angry, he naturally had no good temper with this old Zhao.

Of course, this old Zhao is also an honest person in Lao Lin Bamboo Products Workshop, anyone can show him face, so Zhang Yan is not afraid of Lao Zhao's nose to him.

However, today, this old Zhao said something that surprised Zhang Yan, that is, he asked for a salary increase instead of three yuan a day's wages.

The reason why I brought it up at this time was because I saw the recruitment notice of Liu Xingbai Workshop, and of course, it was more because Zhang Yan was very dishonest.

When paying other craftsmen, it is more than ten yuan, or 20 yuan a day, but only he, the old man of the old forest strip workshop, only has three yuan a day.

This is not a problem of his poor craftsmanship, but that Zhang Yan is very good at handling people's characters. If she is honest, her wages will be much less. Otherwise, her wages will be much higher. This is no secret in Laolin Bamboo Products Workshop. , but strangely enough, no one made any sense.

But the situation is different now. Liu Xing is clearly offering 50 yuan a day to recruit people. If he doesn't ask Zhang Yan to raise his salary, when will he have to wait.

Everything was going up in 94. If his three yuan a day's wages didn't rise any longer, his family would really be unable to survive.

However, after Zhang Yan understood what Lao Zhao was thinking, the first thing she said was to get out.

Call Lao Zhao as far as you can go, don't bother him at this time.

Seeing that Zhang Yan had been completely offended, Old Zhao straightened his waist and said, "If you want me to get out, I've been working in Laolin Bamboo Products Workshop for 29 days, and I'll get out when you pay the wages, otherwise I'm not going anywhere."

"Oh! You're still fighting me. Believe it or not, I'm dying!" Zhang Yan rolled up her sleeves, and the angry look was obviously not a joke.

Geng Laolin on the side couldn't stand it anymore, he glared at Zhang Yan and shouted: "Enough! People need face, trees need bark. When you were working in my house, if I was harsh on your salary, what would you do? Don’t know your last name if you have money.”

This was the first time in history that Geng Laolin lost his temper with Zhang Yan, and it was also the most severe one. Although Zhang Yan was used to being arrogant, this time he became frightened. Zhao went to settle the wages.

It's just that before Lao Zhao left, ten yuan was deducted for the so-called bed fee.

Geng Laolin didn't know about this, and he didn't know that Zhang Yan was picking up like this now. He came back from receiving customers outside at four o'clock in the afternoon, only to find that there was something wrong with Lao Lin's strip workshop. It was empty and there was no one there.

"What's going on?" Geng Laolin knew that something was wrong, and immediately ran to the office to find Zhang Yan and asked about the situation of Lao Lin's strip workshop.

Who knew that Zhang Yan didn't know what to ask, he thought Geng Laolin was joking.

It wasn't until I ran to the Laolin Bamboo Products Workshop and saw the empty scene that I realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Where are the people working here?" Zhang Yan asked the aunt who was cleaning at the side with a mournful face after she came back to her senses.

Now the Laolin Bamboo Products Workshop cannot be without people, because she has already signed contracts with many foreign bosses for the sale of bamboo mats. If the delivery cannot be made on time, the loss will be huge.

"I don't know the specifics. It seems that Lao Zhao took everyone away. Lao Zhao said that you are harsh on wages. You only pay less than 80 yuan for a month. The ten or twenty yuan a day mentioned before is all a lie. Human!" Aunt Sweeper replied truthfully in a daze.

"This damn old Zhao!!!" Zhang Yan gritted her teeth angrily when she heard that.

"Enough! You still have the nerve to scold Lao Zhao, and you shouldn't reflect on yourself at this time. Why are you harsh on Lao Zhao's salary?" Geng Laolin shouted angrily.

"I...I..." Zhang Yan really wanted to yell at Geng Laolin, but for some reason, the words stuck in her throat just couldn't come out.

But she soon understood what was going on, because what she did to Lao Zhao was really unreasonable, and she didn't even have the courage to refute it.

He really didn't expect that this honest old Zhao would slap her hard in the end, and if he wanted to fight back, he couldn't make a move.

"Oh! I'm ashamed to stay in this market. I'll go back later. As for the Laolin Bamboo Products Workshop, you can decide for yourself. I don't care if it closes or continues to operate, and I can't control it!" Geng After Lao Lin sighed softly, he got into the car parked by the side of the road, kicked the accelerator and disappeared on the street of the market.

"Old Lin..." Zhang Yan chased after him, and finally couldn't help but shed tears at this moment.

But what's the matter, the emotional rift between her and Geng Laolin, I'm afraid it can never be repaired.

……

Around four o'clock.

Liu Xing came back from school on a motorcycle.

After sending the little peanuts to the backyard of the preserved egg breakfast shop, he went to the bamboo bamboo workshop. There was no way, this time he asked Zhu Xiuqing to post a high-salary recruitment notice, and he recruited many people with excellent craftsmanship.

According to Zhu Xiuqing's intention, he wanted to really keep these craftsmen. After all, even 50 yuan a day's salary is not high, but he was afraid that Liu Xing would say so, so he had to let Liu Xing come to the bamboo strip workshop in person. up.

Bamboo products workshop, the gate was bustling with people, at least hundreds of people were talking around Zhu Xiuqing.

Seeing this scene, Liu Xing couldn't help shaking his head. After pushing aside a few passers-by who stood in front of him, he went straight to Zhu Xiuqing's side: "Sister, who do you think are good at craftsmanship?"

"Just him, and these few!" Zhu Xiuqing pointed.

Liu Xing looked, the first one was a black-faced outsider carrying a big axe.

This black-faced foreigner was full of beards, thick-backed, and at least 1.8 meters tall, but the clothes on his body were in tatters, and he could tell at a glance that he had wandered from other places to the market.

As for the other few people, they were all wearing the same linen and green clothes, and carrying strange tool bags on their backs. They seemed to be ethnic minorities, but Liu Xing couldn't tell which ethnic group they were.

But he knew that these few people might be a bit unusual.

Because their hands were covered with a thick layer of calluses.

This is not something that can appear in a day or two, but a characteristic that can only be obtained after years of hard work.

Seeing that these people were all staring at him, he laughed and said, "Everyone be quiet, originally this recruitment needs to be done step by step, but my sister said that there are a few very powerful craftsmen applying for the job today, so I Come and try their handiwork.”

"Who will come first?" Liu Xing glanced at everyone.

"I'm coming!" The black-faced outsider stood up.

"Okay! What skills do you know?" Liu Xing said with a smile.

"I know most of the crafts of a carpenter, and I can also make coffins!" The black-faced outsider replied.

As soon as these words came out, everyone around couldn't help laughing, but they were quickly stared back by the black-faced outsider. Common people can have.

However, Liu Xing was not frightened. He took out a two-meter-long fir with a waist circumference of about fifteen centimeters from the bamboo bamboo workshop behind him and handed it to the black-faced outsider: "I want you Split this Chinese fir into 10-[-] squares to meet the requirements of 'clear water squares', can it be done?"

Clear water ingredients.

is a woodworking term.

Most people don't understand it at all.

It means to split a piece of fir with an ax into a square material with four sides straight. This square material can meet the requirements of use without using a woodworking planer.

Don't think it's easy to say, but if you don't have three to five years of carpentry foundation, I'm afraid you can't even hold an axe.

Who knew that the black-faced foreigner would take the fir tree with a smile, and after taking off the big ax behind his back, he swung it up and started chopping.

After a few clicks, one side of the two-meter-long fir was cut into a plane.

As we all know, fir is very loose in texture and easy to process.

But even so, it cannot be processed casually with a big axe.

And the most critical point is that it is impossible to process very straight.

This requires high technology.

However, under the big ax of the black-faced outsiders.

It's as simple as eating and drinking.

With the fast swing of the big axe, the four sides of the two-meter-long fir were not only cut into a plane, but also not generally straight. Even those with sharp eyes could find that there was not a trace of the blade mark of the big ax on the plane of the fir. , This is not something that ordinary carpenters can do, but a craft that only master carpenters can possess.

Liu Xing was taken aback in his heart when he saw the black-faced outsider looking for someone to get a tape measure to measure the size of the processed fir wood, and immediately said: "There is no need to find a tape measure, you have already passed My assessment is over, if you can, you can come to work in my bamboo workshop tomorrow."

"What about the salary?" The black-faced outsider put away his big ax and looked at Liu Xing seriously.

"Fifty a day, including food and lodging, and when you get familiar with the work of the bamboo products workshop, I will adjust your wages to ensure that you will not be less than 100 yuan a day!" Liu Xing knew that this black-faced foreigner was a straightforward person. People, at the moment, did not shy away from talking about the treatment of the bamboo products workshop.

"What if you lied to me?" said the black-faced outsider.

"Hehe..." Liu Xing did not directly answer the black-faced outsider, but asked Gao Dazhuang to take out a pile of broken bamboo strips, and in front of everyone, he used the seven-star broken bamboo strips to weave a golden gift basket.

This gold gift basket is very fast to weave.

It's almost there, and ordinary people can't keep up with the weaving speed without blinking.

Although the black-faced outsiders don't know the craftsmanship of bamboo craftsmen, they know that Liu Xing's hands are not simple, at least not something he can see through, and as time goes by, the golden gift basket gradually takes shape, his hands His eyes slowly widened, and his breathing began to become short of breath.

The other people around were also standing there in a daze, not daring to make a sound, staring blankly at the more and more exquisite golden gift basket in Liu Xing's hands, many people even sighed in their hearts, if they also have such skillful hands, then I'm afraid I don't have to worry about not making money at all.

This is what Liu Xing wanted. After he finished weaving the golden gift basket, he handed it to the black-faced outsider: "Do you know how much it sold for the Chinese New Year last year?"

The black-faced outsider shook his head.

Liu Xing said: "I set the price at 20 yuan at first, but later the demand exceeded the supply, and the price increased to 50 yuan each. As for the merchants, they sold it for 100 yuan each, and even in the urban area, they sold it for [-] yuan each. I Now that I have the ability to make money like this, do you think I will lie to you for those tens of dollars a day?"

The black-faced foreigner nodded slowly: "I understand, your words are convincing to me, but I still have a small request, no! It's a request! I wandered here from other places. If I go to work tomorrow, I'm afraid There is no place to live, so..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Xing interrupted: "Then you and sister Xiuqing will go to the place where you live to rest now! If you have time, you can also get acquainted with the environment of my bamboo products workshop!"

"Sister Xiuqing!" Liu Xing shouted.

"Here!" Zhu Xiuqing happily replied.

"Bring this... that's right! I don't know your name yet!" Liu Xing looked at the black-faced outsider.

"Li Hu, from Jizhou!" The black-faced outsider replied with a silly smile.

"My name is Liu Xing, let's go with Sister Xiuqing to where I live!" Liu Xing laughed.

"Okay!" Li Hulian nodded, and under Zhu Xiuqing's leadership, he left the bamboo bamboo workshop.

The craftsmen around who were about to apply for the job saw this scene, and they were envious to death. Seeing that it was not dark yet, they immediately surrounded Liu Xing and applied for the job.

(End of this chapter)