My village can't be like this

Chapter 646: Sawing Wood
At night, Zhang An went into the space and started doing the work of a lumberjack.

Fortunately, they were in space, so it was very easy for Zhang An to cut down trees.

It only took half a day to cut down a pile of trees to be sawed into rafters.

However, Zhang An's tree-cutting work was not yet complete, because he still had to prepare large trees to serve as beams of the house.

Generally speaking, the trees used to make roof beams need to be long and strong enough. Good trees are rare and not easy to find even in one's own forest. Therefore, in the past, when many families built houses, they could not find suitable beams at home and had to spend money to buy them from others.

But Zhang An was not worried about this problem at all. Although some things might not be in the space, there were quite a few trees. It was very simple to find a few ordinary big trees.

Hard work pays off. After wandering in the woods for a while, Zhang An had found a suitable target.

In addition to the more than ten feet long crossbeam, the other side beams were also ready.

As Zhang An had an idea, the trees chosen to be the beams were uprooted and laid flat on the grass.

Once Zhang An picked up the saw and cut off all the tree roots, tonight's work was completed.

All I need to do is find an excuse to go out and bring it back home tomorrow, and I can start erecting beams and rafters and prepare to cover the tiles in the new sheep pen.

After finishing all these, Zhang An came out of the space. However, as soon as he lay down, he immediately felt soreness all over his body and his head was very dizzy.

In this regard, Zhang An could only drink a few sips of space spring water to relieve the pain, because he knew in his heart that these symptoms were not a big problem, but the price of overdrawing energy in the space just now.

Normally, he wouldn't expend so much energy in space.

It's just that I was too engrossed in the process of chopping down the tree just now. I didn't notice it while chopping the tree, but I have to pay back the debt when I slow down.

After taking a few sips of the sweet space spring water, the discomfort in his body was relieved a lot, and Zhang An was able to fall asleep peacefully.

The next day, when Zhang An woke up, it was already past nine o'clock and the sun was almost shining on his butt.

Even after a night's rest, the soreness in the body and the dizziness in the head had improved a lot, but there was still a little bit of feeling left, just like a hangover from drinking too much, as if reminding Zhang An that he was not dreaming last night.

After shaking his head, Zhang An got up from the bed.

After going downstairs, I found no one was home.

After walking out of the yard, Zhang An saw his mother inspecting the green garlic that was growing well in the field.

Little Siqi paced back and forth on the ridge of the field like a supervisor.

As for Dad Zhang Jianguo, there is no need to think too much, he must have gone out to patrol the mountains with his flock of sheep.

You know, these days, the father and son had to stay at home to help build a sheep pen, and they must have been feeling suffocated.

"You're up, shall I go and make you a bowl of noodles?"

After a while, Wang Fang came back from the field with little Siqi. Seeing that Zhang An had gotten up, she spoke.

In the past two years, because Wang Fang has not been too busy, she has formed the habit of cooking breakfast every morning, and their family has also developed the habit of eating something every morning.

Today was no different, except that Zhang An slept in and missed breakfast.

"No need, Mom. It's almost noon. Let's wait until noon to eat."

Zhang An shook his head and said that what is eaten in the morning is breakfast. It is almost noon now, it is not appropriate to eat anymore, and he is not hungry now.

After hearing what he said, Wang Fang followed him without saying anything else. It was not like before, when skipping breakfast was like breaking the law of heaven.

"Mom, I'm going to check out the places selling trees and I'll be back at noon."

Seeing that it was still early, Zhang An prepared to drive out.

"Go ahead and come back early for dinner."

Wang Fang just reminded him not to come back too late.

. . . .

Zhang An drove the pickup truck out of the village and headed towards the county town.

Half a day later, we arrived not far in front of Erdaoyan. This place used to be a very spacious mountain dam, but now it has been rented out to open a sawmill.

Because it is backed by a large mountain, many people come to cut down some trees and sell them.

Selling trees is still allowed these days, because every family is allocated a forest of trees, and as long as they are their own and you have a permit from the village, you can sell them.

So, this is also the place where trees are sold that Zhang An mentioned.

Of course, he came here not for the trees waiting to be sold, but to see if there was anyone at the sawmill.

Although he didn't hear any noise of sawing wood, when he walked in, he found that the door of the sawmill was open, and it was obvious that someone was there today.

Zhang An walked over to find the owner of the sawmill, said hello, and made an appointment to bring some trees over for sawing in the afternoon.

Seeing that business was coming, the boss readily agreed and promised not to go out in the afternoon and wait for Zhang An to come.

In fact, Zhang An’s trip was not in vain.

Because there is not business every day, sometimes the sawmill owner will go to the mountains to collect trees.

So Zhang An specially ran over to take a look, to avoid having to pull a cart of trees over and then make a wasted trip if no one was there.

Although mobile phones have become popular in recent years, their prices have remained high. In the mountains, not many people are willing to spend the money.

For a sawmill like this one in the mountains, it would be very nice to have a telephone installed.

On the way back, Zhang An reached the fork in the road at Shiyakou. After observing for a while, he found that there were few people or cars in front and behind.

So he simply moved the prepared beams out of the space and placed them on the side of the road.

The other logs that were sawn into rafters were not large or long enough to be carried in a pickup truck.

But these beams were not suitable because they were too long and could not be loaded in his pickup truck.

If we really want to get it from somewhere else, we must find a larger Jiefang truck, but that would be too troublesome.

There is no one near the intersection right now, so we can get it out directly, which will save a lot of effort.

If someone asks, I can say that I found a truck to transport it here and then unloaded it here. That makes perfect sense.

Zhang An heaved a sigh of relief only after several large trees were moved out of the way. The way he looked around just now was just like a rat ready to commit a crime.

At the same time, I kept sighing in my heart that life is still very convenient in this era, as there are few cameras everywhere.

If a few years pass, there will definitely be cameras installed on roads like this, and that time will not be suitable for him to commit crimes out of thin air.

Afterwards, Zhang An went straight back to the village. The trees were quite large and could not be moved without a few people. In addition, it was broad daylight, so if they were placed on the roadside, there was no need to worry about them being stolen.

When I got home, it was still early and Wang Fang was cooking in the kitchen.

"Mom, please prepare a little more food. I bought a few trees to use as beams. They have already been unloaded at Shiyakou. I need a few people to help carry them in."

The distance from Shiyakou to Zhang An's home was about 500 meters. The trees were too long for a pickup truck to carry, and even more so for the family's horse-drawn carriage, so they had to ask someone to help carry them in.

"Okay, I understand."

Upon hearing this, Wang Fang immediately started preparing to cook a few more dishes.

However, when asking someone to help you, there is no need to be too formal. You can just cook a few more decent dishes.

There is no need to ask someone to come and help for the whole day like before, a table of delicious food must be prepared.

After talking to his mother, Zhang An ran to the village to look for someone.

"Second uncle, third uncle, I bought some beams. Come with me and carry them back."

When he arrived at his second uncle Zhang Jianjun's house, Zhang An found that his third uncle was also there, which saved him the time of running over.

Because it was just carrying a few pieces of wood, which was not a very heavy job, he did not plan to call for help. He could do it with just a few of his own people.

Although few people in the village would refuse if he asked, it is still best not to neglect such a small favor.

"Oh? I bought it right away. Have you measured it? Don't let the size go wrong."

When Zhang Jianjun and Zhang Jianye heard Zhang An's call, they immediately stood up and wanted to follow him.

"Don't worry, I measured the size myself, no more, no less, I guarantee it's enough."

Those beams were specially cut by Zhang An, and they are even longer than before, so there is no need to worry about this at all.

When he arrived at the Shiyakou fork in the road and saw the pile of wood on the side of the road, Zhang Jianjun's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Oh, these trees Xiao An bought are pretty good. They are so straight, and the tops of the trees are not much thinner. They are definitely good materials for building beams. Where did you buy them?"

Zhang Jianjun is a craftsman who specializes in building houses. He has always been fond of this kind of tree that grows very straight and thick.

"Hey, it's at the sawmill in front of Erdaoyan. I saw it when I went there this morning."

Looking at his second uncle's envious eyes, Zhang An chuckled.

"Oh? That place has become a scene now? I thought it was going to be a pornographic place."

Zhang Jianjun said in surprise when he heard Zhang An say that it was the sawmill in front of Erdaoyan.

He knew that there was a sawmill over there, but because it was so far away from the village and there was no shop nearby, they all thought it would definitely fail.

In addition, the place is quite far away from Changqing Village, and they rarely go there, so they are not very clear about it.

It was not until Zhang An mentioned it today that they realized that not only was there a sawmill there, but it had also become a place for timber trading.

Then the uncle and nephew started to carry the tree. Zhang An asked his two uncles to lift the slightly thinner end, while he was responsible for the root end.

Although these trees are relatively large, they were placed in the space last night and have already dried up a lot of moisture. They are not as heavy as freshly cut raw wood.

In fact, Zhang An could have carried it by himself, but there were too many workers working on Chen Ze’s construction site by the river, and he didn’t want to attract too much attention.

In addition, he had overdrawn his energy in the space last night and had not yet recovered, so he did not plan to handle it himself.

The three men had just carried the wood on their shoulders down the stone pass and had not yet crossed the bridge when they met Huang Ming.

"Xiao An, why are you carrying wood back from outside?"

There was no need for Zhang An to shout. Huang Ming just took a look and ran over to join the team carrying the tree.

"I bought this to build the beams for the new sheep pen. I must have carried it back from outside."

Seeing Huang Ming coming to help, Zhang An did not refuse. Although the three uncles and nephews were able to carry it, and even though he was responsible for the heaviest part of the tree roots, it was still a bit heavy because he saw that his second uncle and third uncle were already struggling.

Having one more person to help at this time can definitely reduce a lot of burden.

After carrying the main crossbeam back home, the side beams at the back will be much easier.

With the addition of Huang Ming, it only took a few trips back and forth to carry all the beams back to the yard.

"The moisture on this wood has dried up a lot. It doesn't look like it was just cut down. I can just peel off the bark and put it on the shelf. It doesn't need any trimming anyway since it's so straight."

After dinner, Zhang Jianjun peeled a piece of bark, looked at it and said.

In fact, this is also the reason why Zhang An wanted to get it out of the space.

After all, the new trees cut down from your own forest cannot be used unless they are left to air out the moisture for a few days.

"Then don't go out this afternoon, Dad. Peel the bark off the trees at home. I'll buy two trucks of sawn rafters and bring them back. We can start work tomorrow."

After hearing what his second uncle said, Zhang An immediately agreed.

"Then go ahead and peel the bark and leave it to us. Since you want to build it tomorrow, I'll make a phone call and have someone bring the green tiles over."

Before Zhang Jianguo could speak, Zhang Jianjun had already said that he would help here.

Although Zhang Jianye didn't say anything, it looked like he wasn't allowed to leave.

In the afternoon, Zhang Jianguo and his two brothers set up a wooden horse in the yard and peeled the bark of several beams with axes.

Zhang An drove out to the sawmill to saw rafters.

More than two hours later, Zhang An returned home again.

"Uncle, check to see if these rafters are enough. If not, I'll go get another truckload."

The rafters are different from the beams, and Zhang An has no way of estimating it, so he can only ask professionals for help.

"There's definitely not enough here. I estimate we're still short of half a truck. Go get another truck. It's better to have more than less."

Zhang Jianjun only took a few glances and understood what was going on. This is professionalism.

"Okay, I'll get another car."

Even if Zhang Jianjun only asked for half a truck, Zhang An would bring back a full truck.

Although this kind of wood is not suitable for other purposes, it can be used as firewood if it is not used up, and it doesn't cost much anyway.

So Zhang An went back and sawed a truckload of tiles and brought them back. At the same time, the green tiles that Zhang Jianjun had contacted were also delivered.

The next day, we were preparing to put up beams, lay rafters and cover tiles, and the number of people who came was the same as the first day when we were digging the foundation.

Because the beam-raising ceremony had already been carried out when the new house was built, there is no need to do it again now.

However, several elders led by Mr. Huang Erye still sang some auspicious words during the process of raising the beam.

It was not until the afternoon that everyone worked on the roof, and the sheep pen, which was originally just a frame, was turned into a house.

The only things left were the doors and windows, but that was no problem at all because Zhang An could handle it himself.

(End of this chapter)