Fleeing the wasteland and farming: don't panic, the family's metaphysics boss

Chapter 130

But Qingyu and Shi'an came to Jiang Mutou's house the next day with Wen Ya's drawings, and learned from Jiang Mutou's mouth that Congtou was in Changting Hutong in the outer circle, and the two drove to Changting Hutong again.

Changting Hutong is not like a wooden alley, the noise is not sawing and planing, but human voices. There are all kinds of shops here, especially a small private wine shop. Hear the uproar.

Qingyu and Shi'an inquired all the way, and found Lanmufang, the onion workshop, at the end of the alley.

The workshop is not big, half the size of Jiang Mutou's house, but everything in the yard is neatly arranged, and it seems to be in good order.

Qingyu was thinking that Onion is also a meticulous person, but she didn't expect to see Jiang Chenglan behind the door picking up things in the yard after entering the door. She smiled and called, "Sister Lan."

Jiang Chenglan had her sleeves tied up, a sweat scarf on her forehead, and her cheeks were flushed from being busy, making her look very beautiful.

After seeing Qingyu, Jiang Chenglan immediately threw away the wood in his hand, ran over and pinched Qingyu's little face, and said with a smile, "Little sister, why are you here? I haven't seen you for a while, and you have flesh on your face."

Qingyu touched her face in embarrassment, then pointed to Shi'an, "This is my elder brother."

Shi'an cupped his hands and saluted, "I'm going to Shi'an, today I'm here with my sister-in-law to find Master Cong to do some carpentry."

Jiang Chenglan laughed when he heard it, "Master Onion. Hahaha, brother Onion, I think 'Master Onion' sounds better, what do you think?"

Onion scratched his head when he heard the sound, looked at Jiang Chenglan who was leaning forward and back laughing, and laughed foolishly too.

Shi'an looked apologetic, looked at Qingyu who also had an unclear face, and then at Jiang Chenglan and Onion, wondering where he had made a mistake.

Jiang Chenglan saw that he was a little confused, so she smiled and explained, "Since he is my father's foster husband, he naturally has our family name. His surname is Jiang Minghuan, and his nickname is Onion."

Qingyu and Shi'an were stunned, Shi'an cupped his hands again, and shouted, "Master Jiang."

When Congtou heard about Tong Yangfu, he pursed his lips, blushed and lowered his head, smiled, and then glanced at Jiang Chenglan.After a while, I remembered Shi'an's words just now, and asked again: "What are you going to do?"

Shi'an took out the blueprint and handed it to Onion, "I'm afraid you haven't seen these things before, so I wonder if you can make them?"

Congtou stared at the blueprint for a moment, also a little surprised, but nodded and said: "It can be done, but it will take some work. How much do you need to do?"

"Twenty sets, how long will it take?"

"Twenty sets?" Jiang Chenglan and Onion said in unison, both of them were delighted.Congtou estimated, "If you're in a hurry, it can be completed in five days."

"No rush, you come according to your arrangement." Shi'an took out ten taels of silver and handed it to Jiang Chenglan, "This is the deposit."

Jiang Chenglan weighed it, surprised and embarrassed: "If it wasn't for Lanmufang's start-up now, it's time to spend money. Given your kindness to our family, this money shouldn't be discussed."

Shi'an smiled: "Brothers are still clear about the accounts. If you don't collect the money, then I can only go to the place where the money is collected." Jiang Chenglan laughed again.

"Hey, Sister Jiang is so happy today. My brother can hear this laughter from far away. If there is something good, I will tell my brother." A man with a greasy face walked in the door, his greasy voice was very unpleasant to hear. Comfortable.

Jiang Chenglan stopped laughing immediately, very annoyed, "I heard that a rich man came to the door today, I was very happy, but the third brother Yang came in. I wonder what kind of big business you brought today? If the business is not big, don't do it."

Yang Laosan walked around Jiang Chenglan's face with greedy eyes, and then said: "Today I want to ask Master Jiang to make a small wooden horse. My nephew has been crying and clamoring for a wooden horse in recent days.

This kid is good, he cries and makes noise, he can ride whatever he wants.I want to ride too, but I can't.Sister Jiang, give me an idea and let me ride it too. "

Jiang Chenglan's face turned pale, and he glared at Yang Laosan with his teeth gritted.

Seeing this, Yang Laosan clapped his hands and laughed, "Sister Jiang, you become so drunk after listening to me say a few words. If my brother loves you again, wouldn't it be?"

"You bastard." Onion's face was ashen, and he grabbed the wood in his hand and was about to bully him.

"Brother Onion." Jiang Chenglan stretched out his arm, stopped Onion, and clenched his fist, "Fuck you, I'm enough for these pickled flies and mosquitoes." As he spoke, he grabbed the broom on the ground, and turned aggressively at Yang Laosan call over.

Yang Laosan looked anxious, raised his hand to block, was hit by a broom on his arm, gritted his teeth in pain, and cursed: "You crazy woman, I pity this brat, I came to find him as a carpenter with good intentions, You have such a face instead."

"I'm just crazy, today I'll let you have a long memory, crazy woman, you can't mess with it." Jiang Chenglan sternly chased and beat Yang Laosan with a broom.

She had a lot of strength in her hand, and when she hit it with the broom, Yang Laosan's face was bleeding.

Youngest Yang was also scared, and fled out of the courtyard while cursing, "The crazy woman beat someone, the crazy woman beat someone."

"I'll smash your mouth today." Jiang Chenglan ran after you angrily.

Cong Tou also grabbed a piece of wood and chased him out, but just as he reached the door, he ran into Jiang Chenglan, whose eyes were flushed. He hurriedly dropped the wood, wanting to comfort him, but didn't know what to say, so he could only call out "Sister Lan" in distress.

"It's okay." Jiang Chenglan grinned, wiped the tears off his face, and said angrily, "Let me see that guy next time, and I will beat him to crawl for the rest of his life."

Onion hung his head sadly, and after a while, he said, "Go back, don't stay here with me."

Jiang Chenglan smiled, "Then you have a good idea. I'm leaving, so you can flirt with that Xin'er girl opposite, right?"

Congtou was in a hurry, and he couldn't speak fluently, "No. No, I never took a second look at me."

Seeing his anxious and clumsy look, Jiang Chenglan chuckled, and patted his shoulder, "Hurry up and wait for Yin Zi to come to the door by yourself."

Only then did Congtou remember that there were two little guests beside the door, he was very embarrassed, blushed and went to work.

The smile on Jiang Chenglan's face drooped, and he came to Qingyu and Shi'an with an apologetic expression:
"I was terrified just now. I told you to read a joke. This nasty Yang Laosan will come here every two days to find out some right and wrong. I have wanted to beat him for a long time."

Shi'an said: "There are a lot of right and wrong here. I know some fortune-telling techniques. You give me the horoscope of your birthday, and I will count it as an auspicious place for you."

Jiang Chenglan was a little helpless, "I signed the lease for a year, and if I violate the contract, I will pay two." But he became happy again in an instant, "But we can move when we have money." Then, for a moment, he was a little uncertain: " But Brother Onion picked it up, and I don’t have a specific date of birth, can I use mine?”

Shi'an nodded, "As long as the family lives together, it's all the same."

Jiang Chenglan's face turned red, "Sit in the main room."

Shi'an followed Jiang Chenglan into the main room to tell the fortune, while Qingyu came to Cong Tou.

She looked at Onion's eyes, which were black and bloodshot, and said: "Don't rush everything, remember that it's too late. Only when it's just right can we proceed step by step."

Congtou paused, and looked at her in a daze.

There was wisdom and insight in the quiet eyes, which calmed Congtou's anxiety involuntarily. "Okay." He grinned, and his movements became slow and steady.

(End of this chapter)