The great hero of the Silk Road, starting from a farm farmer

Chapter 7 lets you learn your skills, you learned a ball!
Early the next morning, Song Yingkui rushed to Carpenter Ding's house, and helped Ding's father and son carry carpentry tools over the mountain to work at the house of Sanye Liu in Liujiaying.

Liujiayingzhuang and Yangjiabaozhuang live across a mountain ridge, with their backs to each other.It's just that the condition of Liujiayingzhuang is much better than that of Yangjiabaozhuang.Yangjiabao Village is a small valley with few streams and no rivers, so there are no paddy fields at all.

And Liujiayingzhuang has a long flowing water, the river is called Xiaohezi, and it is a tributary of the Yanchuan River.The ditch in their village is very deep, and Liujiaying is just a village downstream of this ditch.Because of the scouring of the river ditch, there is a river in Liujiaying, which is still a paddy field that can be irrigated with water.

Agriculture thrives on water, so places with paddy fields are naturally more prosperous than places without paddy fields.Liu Sanye's family belongs to the main house of Liujiayingzhuang. The family can be regarded as a wealthy family, not counting the dry land. The paddy field alone has more than 20 mu, and they live in a large courtyard with three entrances.

After arriving at Mr. Liu's house, Carpenter Ding and the three were arranged to work in the outer courtyard, and they even ordered a house in the outer courtyard for the three of them to stay and rest until they finished their work.

After putting down his luggage and drinking the tea served by the host, Ding Degui took Song Yingkui and his son Ding Huanyi to work.

The work of making coffins is the most tiring at the beginning, because it is necessary to change large logs into planks.Whether the coffin Sanye Liu is going to make is a cypress coffin or a two-story coffin, the wood is hard to say, and there are still many changes to be made.So this work is even more tiring.

Compared with Ding Degui and his son, Song Yingkui's work was more tiring. The two fathers and sons were alternately pulling the saw, and Song Yingkui had no replacement, so he had to pull the saw on one side.Fortunately, as soon as he got started, he mastered the forceful technique of sawing, and knew how to work hard, otherwise he would be even more tired.

After a full ten days of sawing, the boards needed to make the coffin were almost enough.The ten days of work really exhausted Song Yingkui.Grandma's, with three pennies a day, to do this kind of laborious work, could it be that the old man Ding Degui's idea is to use stupid boys to do the heavy work?

It's really possible, if he finds adults in the village, no one will agree to do this kind of work for three pennies a day.As for the young men in the village who are as old as him, there is really no one else with his strength.The only fortunate thing is that the food in charge of the housekeeper is good, and three meals a day are dry meals, so you can eat as much as you want.Occasionally an egg is added.The work is a little tiring, but I can still bear it.

After changing the logs, the coffin was officially made, and the work became relatively easy.The work of the three began to be divided, and Ding Degui was responsible for setting out the wires and polishing the boards with a planer.Song Yingkui and Ding Huanyi used a medium-sized modified saw to saw large boards into suitable sizes according to the wires that Ding Degui put in the ink fountain.

When he first started sawing, Ding Degui was worried about Song Yingkui's craftsmanship. He stared at it several times and found that the size of the saw was suitable, so he let Song Yingkui do the job.

"I put you down, what do you saw? It's slanted like this, can't the saw be straightened? Song Yingkui has just learned how to do it, has he ever made a mistake?" The person who was worried did not have a problem, but his son saw something wrong. Ding Degui lifted his foot and kicked his son, kicking and scolding.

Seeing Ding Huanyi, who was about the same age as him, being beaten and scolded by Lao Tzu, Song Yingkui couldn't help laughing.I have become someone else's child once.Just kidding, at least we saw iron with a hacksaw, and someone who has made a hammer, can sawing wood be easy?Compared with his outstanding peers, Ding Huanyi is also unlucky!
The speed of changing the shape of the plate is faster than the speed of polishing. In a few days, the plate that needs to be changed has been finished, and Ding Degui is still pushing and planing.

Seeing that the two of them were free, Ding Degui asked his son to do the work of polishing wooden boards, while Song Yingkui was assigned to do the work, and the work of carrying a wooden board, handing a tool, and running errands was entrusted to him.Finally, he can do some easier work than Ding's father and son, this is only right!How much money do you father and son earn in two days, and how much money do I earn?

"Huanyi, take it easy, I'll push and plan for you." At noon, Ding Degui hid in the shade to smoke, while his son Ding Huanyi was sweating profusely pushing logs.Song Yingkui felt a little embarrassed for doing this, so he wanted to replace Ding Huanyi.

"Can you push and plan? This is not a saw. When I first started doing it, I couldn't push and plan." Ding Huanyi didn't believe that Song Yingkui could do this job.

"I'll push it for you to see. If the push is not suitable, you can do it if you say no." Pushing and planing is indeed a technical job. In private, Song Yingkui used the push planer of Ding and his son to try it three times on waste wood, knowing that it is a bit difficult.

Picking up the planer that Ding Huanyi handed over, Song Yingkui rode directly on the plank and started working.At the beginning, he was a little novice, but after a while, he became very comfortable with pushing and planing.

After pushing for a while, Song Yingkui followed Ding Degui's example, taking a glance at the flatness and thickness of the wood, and stopped when he saw that it was almost there.

"Huanyi, how do you think my work is doing? Can it match yours?" Putting down the challenge, Song Yingkui was about to hand over the work to Ding Huanyi to take over.

Turning around, he found that not only Ding Huanyi was standing beside him, Ding Degui also came beside him.Why is this man standing silently watching his work?Scary.Quickly said: "Father Ding, why are you here?"

Ding Degui didn't respond to Song Yingkui's question, but lifted up the board Song Yingkui had planed and looked at it carefully.After reading it several times before letting go, there was a moment of silence.

"You two alternate between planing wood and laying hands!" After waiting for a long time, Ding Degui said a word, and then started to work.

For the next job, Song Yingkui and Ding Huanyi began to take turns to do it.

"Who modified this board?" After the planing is almost complete, the planed board is refined and punched according to the size and size of the coffin.When work was over at noon that day, there was a wooden board the size of which Ding Degui hadn't threaded. Looking at the board, Song Yingkui knew it was the side board of the coffin, so he and Ding Huanyi went off the line according to the size of the other side boards, and changed the board on his own initiative.Unexpectedly, Ding Degui found out about this and started to question him.

"Father of the Ding family, it was I who made the thread. I saw that it was the material on the side board, so I made it with other materials!" Since people pressed him, Song Yingkui quickly admitted it.

"Do you know the size of the coffin? What materials are you laying? You can't do it! Don't get involved in cutting the materials in the future."

Ding Degui scolded Song Yingkui in a rather bad tone, then turned around and kicked his son again, cursing: "You're a good guy who knows how to eat, let you learn your skills, you learned a ball."

(End of this chapter)