After picking up the daughter of the lucky star, the whole village prospered

Chapter 54
Two days later, the three Jiang brothers came back from hunting in Nanshan with pheasants and hares in their baskets.

Jiang Sanlang also carried a fat roe deer on his shoulders, which attracted many villagers to watch.

At this time, a thin and thin man timidly walked up to Jiang Sanlang, and asked in a low voice: "Sanlang, do you still want to make furniture in your house?"

Jiang Sanlang saw that it was Wang Ke, his hair boy, and suddenly remembered that Sun Li was taking people to his house to collect taxes and grains the day before yesterday, so he nodded subconsciously: "Yes."

Wang Ke looked happy, and asked cautiously: "Sanlang, look at me... I can also carpenter. I made the doors and windows of your house. How about I help you make the furniture?"

Jiang Sanlang pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

I have to make furniture anyway, and I have already bought all the wood and piled it in the new brick house.

Wang Ke was so happy that he almost knelt down to Jiang Sanlang.

"Then I'll start work tomorrow, okay?"

Jiang Sanlang patted Wang Ke on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Okay, but the salary I pay is not high."

Asking the carpenter to make furniture at home will inevitably provide him with two meals a day, so Wang Ke doesn't need to guess, Jiang Sanlang knows it too.

But he also wanted to help this little boy, so he readily agreed.

"It's all right." Wang Ke repeatedly waved his hands, scratching his head in embarrassment, "You can just pay as you see."

Early the next morning, Wang Ke took the carpenter's box and went to Nanshan with his two sons as helpers.

The eldest son, Wang Dashan, is thirteen this year. He is dark and thin like him, and he knows how to measure wood and planer.The second son, Wang Xiaoshui, is nine years old this year. He can run errands and deliver things to his father, and he can also polish them.

Jiang Sanlang didn't say anything else, and told Wang Ke what furniture he needed and what size it was.

"The kitchen needs a cupboard, a grain cabinet, a small dining table, six benches, um, and a pair of buckets."

"The main room needs an offering table, a large square table, four chairs, and six high stools."

"In the east room, build a dresser, two suitcases, a hanger, and a wooden bed."

"Westinghouse wants a wooden bed, a desk, two chairs, two suitcases, a bookshelf, and a dresser."

"That's all for now." Jiang Sanlang finished speaking in one breath, and saw Wang Ke drawing a picture with a piece of paper.

Stretch your head out, good guy, he has drawn everything he said on paper with charcoal.

Wang Ke pointed to the flat drawings of each room on that piece of paper, and said, "I have drawn all the furniture in each room, can you take a look?"

Jiang Sanlang wiped his chin and nodded: "That's right, that's it, you just need to figure out the size."

Wang Ke said with a chuckle: "Don't worry, Saburo, you will be satisfied."

These furniture are enough for him to fight from winter to spring, and the rations for himself and his two sons can also be solved.When the spring begins, Saburo will give him another salary, no matter how much, his family will survive, alas.

Afterwards, Wang Ke took his two sons to live in the new house in Nanshan, and worked hard every day to make every piece of furniture exquisite and smooth.

Jiang Cheng and Jiang Quan had companions now, except for making two meals a day, they took Wang Xiaoshui to hunt birds and rabbits in Nanshan in the rest of the time, and made tooth sacrifices for several people.

Sometimes Jiang Sanlang would go around and bring them some food and vegetables.

On this day, Yingbao also went to Nanshan with her father on Yoyo.

Nanshan seems not far away, but the path to go up is winding and winding, and it takes more than two or three miles to walk.

After crossing a small stream, we finally went up the mountain.

This is not actually a mountain, but a high slope.

There are clumps of wild bamboo forests on the slopes, and there are stretches of fields.

Due to the poor soil quality of the field, it is impossible to grow wheat, so the villagers can only plant millet on it. At this moment, the millet has been harvested, and only the mud covered with ice and snow remains.

The house of the three brothers of the Jiang family was built in their own Yongye farmland, covering quite a lot of land, surrounded by inferior fields they bought.

While thinking about the fruit saplings in the cave, Yingbao sat on Yoyo's back and looked around.

Three big brick houses built side by side, with a courtyard wall as tall as a person, and the courtyard wall is covered with blue tiles, neat and beautiful.

The yard is huge, more than three times the size of the original, and it is almost possible to run a horse in it.

Under the front eaves of the three main houses is a five-foot-wide verandah of wooden columns, and two stove rooms with earthen walls and tile roofs are built on the east side of the main house.

On the west side of the courtyard, a chicken shed and a deer shed were built, as well as a long bamboo shed, which almost occupied the entire wall of the west courtyard.

Jiang Quan poked his head out of the kitchen, caught sight of the third uncle carrying the burden and the little cousin riding a deer, and immediately ran out.

"Third Uncle, why did you bring Yingbao?"

Jiang Sanlang carried a load of food and vegetables into the kitchen and said, "Bring your cousin over to see the new home."

Yingbao rolled her eyes at her second cousin: "Let me see if you are being lazy."

Jiang Quan laughed loudly, carried the little cousin off the back of the deer, and led her into the house. "It's a coincidence that you came here today. My eldest brother and I just caught a wild rabbit, and it's in the stew pot."

The main room was covered with sawdust, a black and thin man was sitting on the ground planing wood, and two young boys were helping to clean up the planed wood.

Yingbao recognized this person at a glance as the man who died on the mountain in his previous life.

It seems that the old man gave the man carpentry work, so he didn't go to the mountain to cut firewood in snowy weather, and he didn't die in the mountain.

Yingbao's mood suddenly brightened, and she ran to look around the two rooms.

The room is very spacious, and the windows are also large. The carved [-]-grid sash can be pushed outward, so that the winter sun can directly shine in.

A kang was built near the window, and there was more than enough space for a small bed and a table in the remaining space.

Jiang Sanlang followed suit and looked around: "Bao'er, you will still live in the Westinghouse from now on. When your younger brother grows up, Daddy will build another house for them to live in."

"Yeah." Yingbao touched the new kang happily, then looked at the desk and dressing table that had been laid, and smiled.

She is about to live in a new house. At that time, she will plant all kinds of fruit trees in the front and back of her house, which will be available all year round. She can pick whatever she wants to eat, and if she can't finish it, she can transport it to the town for sale.

She also needs to plant a lot of cotton in the surrounding fields, and replace the padded jackets of everyone in the family with soft cotton wool, and also use this cotton for the bedding, which is warm and does not puncture people.

"Yingbao, the second brother will take you to cover the bird." Jiang Quan stood outside the window, holding a bamboo plaque in one hand and dangling a bundle of fine hemp rope in the other.

"I'm going to see the water pond." Yingbao didn't want to hunt birds. She was going to investigate the surrounding environment and plan the planting sites for her fruit trees and cotton.

"What's the matter with you, dinner will be served soon." Jiang Cheng said.

It was already noon, and Jiang Cheng had already steamed several trays of steamed buns, waiting for the rabbit meat in the pot to be cooked.

"Eat and eat." When Jiang Quan heard that dinner was about to be served, he immediately dropped the bamboo plaque in his hand and rushed to the kitchen to set the table.

Today Jiang Sanlang not only brought rice, but also some kohlrabi and a can of pickled cabbage for his nephews and Wang Ke and his son to eat.

There are no fresh vegetables in winter, and most farmers eat pickled vegetables.

Jiang Cheng filled a bowl with shredded kohlrabi, cut some pickled cabbage, put a pot of boiled rabbit meat out of the pot and served it on the table.

There is also a basket of steamed black-faced steamed buns, which are bigger than an adult's fist, and they are divided into three or four for each person.

Because of Jiang Sanlang's presence today, Wang Ke and his two sons sat at the table a bit restrained, and they were embarrassed to stretch out their chopsticks to pick up vegetables.

Jiang Sanlang didn't say much, just let them eat more and eat more, so as not to delay work.

(End of this chapter)