Nongmen Xianggong is a koi

Chapter 13 He will answer this question (you are my favorite 10000 coins plus more)
Song Jingyun had no choice but to pull out the machete again.

After a few strokes like this, the time it took for the little son-in-law to pull out the machete was longer than it took to chop the bamboo, and he was tired and out of breath without cutting down a single bamboo.

"You can't cut according to the mark of throwing a knife, just cut such a thin slit, of course the machete is easy to get stuck." Jiang Mixia took her own machete and made a show for Song Jingyun.

"It's like this. See if you can cut it in one piece here. When you cut a gap, you can cut it all the way, and you can cut it to the opposite side. It's easy to cut."

"I'll try." Song Jingyun got the trick and tried it himself.

Soon, a towering bamboo fell down and landed at Song Jingyun's feet.

Song Jingyun had a sense of accomplishment, and then worked hard to chop bamboo.

Jiang Mixia has great strength and quick hands and feet, and she can chop faster than Song Jingyun.

Soon, there were already six bamboos under the feet of the two of them.

"Almost, let's carry these back first."

Since you want to try it first, don't chop so much, and come back when you run out.

Jiang Mixia gathered the bamboos together, tied them with hemp rope, and prepared to put them on her shoulders.

"I'll do it." Song Jingyun was eager to try.

After staying here these days, Song Jingyun also observed carefully.

The men here have to do hard work.

But these days, most of the hard work is done by Jiang Mixia.

Song Jingyun felt something was wrong.

He wanted to do it himself, like Jiang Youcheng did.

Jiang Mixia looked at the thick bamboo, then at the little son-in-law who was like a rib, and thought for a moment, "Go ahead, try it."

I'm so heartbroken.

Helping to lift the bamboo up, Jiang Mixia put it on Song Jingyun's shoulder.

Staggering, Song Jingyun almost lay on the ground, and after finally stabilizing his body, the arched back could not be straightened, his legs were trembling, and he couldn't even take a step.

His face was even more flushed.

Jiang Mixia couldn't stand it anymore, so she just stretched out her hand, "Let me do it."

"No, I'll do it, I can do it." Song Jingyun insisted, striding forward with strenuous steps, but her legs gave way and she knelt on the ground with one knee.

Song Jingyun, "..."

Putting the bamboo down from his shoulders to the ground, panting heavily, the little son-in-law looked frustrated, "You should do it."

Seeing this, Jiang Mixia dismantled the bundled bamboos, divided them into two piles, and carried the four piles on his shoulders, "You come here."

Song Jingyun carried two bamboos to his shoulders.

It's a bit heavy, but it's okay, and it can still be carried.

Song Jingyun's mood suddenly rose, with her head held high, and her steps were quite cheerful.

This is not a husband, he is clearly a child, and everything he does is like coaxing a child.

But this kid is more likable than ordinary brats.

Jiang Mixia slandered for a while, but Song Jingyun slowed down a little, and looked at Jiang Mixia seriously, "How can I make my strength stronger?"

He wanted to be like Jiang Mixia, who could easily carry six bamboos.

Increased strength?

Jiang Mixia looked at her strong body, then at Song Jingyun's tall, thin, rib-like figure, and said earnestly, "I probably need to eat more."

Song Jingyun's eyes suddenly lit up.

Have a meal?

He can do this!
The two went all the way to the house.

After the bamboo was cut back, the family began to get busy.

Cut off all the bamboo leaves and branches of the bamboo, and prepare them to be dried in the sun to be used as firewood. The slices are processed and sliced ​​into bamboo strips of appropriate thickness.

Bamboo is very thick, and one bamboo slice can be sliced ​​into three or four bamboo strips suitable for weaving bamboo baskets.

Piecing bamboo strips is a process that requires practice. At the beginning, it is not easy to grasp, or it may be thin, or thick, or uneven, and some of them will break into pieces when they reach the joints.

After pondering and practicing for a while, Jiang Youcheng was able to slice out bamboo strips that were evenly thick and suitable, and of good quality.

Liu's and Jiang Mixia's learning is also good. Although the film is not as good as Jiang Youcheng, the bamboo strips produced from the film are basically usable.

Song Jingyun, on the other hand, after looking at Jiang Youcheng's bamboo strips, went to work alone with a bundle of bamboo strips.

Jiang Mixia saw that the little son-in-law was working alone without making a sound, so he went over to have a look.

"How about it, is there a movie yet?"

"It should be considered a meeting."

Song Jingyun scratched his head, picked up a piece of bamboo beside him, clamped it with his legs, then took a machete to batch it, and knocked it down hard.

The machete was very smooth, and a piece of bamboo fell to the ground all the way to the end.

Smooth and even, excellent condition.

Looking at the side, there is already a small pile of good bamboo strips, and all of them are as good as this one, and there is almost no situation like her and Liu's, where the pieces were broken a lot at the beginning.

"Not bad." Jiang Mixia exclaimed, "It's much better than the bamboo strips used by my mother and I."

Not to mention, although the little son-in-law is thin and weak, his learning ability and hands-on ability are still good.

For example, last time the fork fish learned quickly, but this time the bamboo strips are not slow to learn.

Being praised so much, Song Jingyun smiled a little embarrassedly, "It's okay."

When talking, I don't forget to cut bamboo strips with my hands and feet.

Jiang Mixia also continued to work.

Seeing that the number of bamboo rafts was about the same, Jiang Youcheng began to try to weave bamboo rafts.

First take a few wide and thick bamboo strips to lay the bottom, and then use thin bamboo strips to intersperse, wind and fix them, and weave them layer by layer.

Bamboo strips are much thinner than wattles, so you don't need to use so much strength to weave them. Jiang Youcheng has developed great hand strength in weaving wattle baskets on weekdays, so it seems quite easy to weave this now.

Soon, a cylindrical bamboo basket took on the basic shape.

"It's alright, you can get started very quickly, and your weaving speed is not slow." Jiang Youcheng said with a smile, "If it takes one day to weave, it should be more than weaving wattle baskets."

Bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets are more expensive than wattle baskets, and wattle baskets are more expensive. If the daily output is about the same, you will earn too much.

"Let me tell you, listen to my daughter and give it a try, that's right." Mrs. Liu agreed.

While talking, Jiang Chunshi came over, "Third Uncle, Third Aunt."

"Hey, Spring Stone is here." Mrs. Liu stood up and patted the bamboo chips on her body, "When did you come back?"

The eldest son of Dafang's family, Jiang Chunshi, worked as an apprentice in a carpenter's house in the town. He studied for four or five years, and was quite busy on weekdays. In addition, the carpenter was very strict and rarely came back.

Even on the day of Jiang Mixia and Song Jingyun's wedding, they only stayed for half a day, and hurried back before they had time to eat at the banquet.

Jiang Youcheng and Liu Shi were quite surprised to see Jiang Chunshi at home at this moment.

　Ask for collection, ask for tickets~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)