The lucky girl in the village has a good way of making money.

Chapter 184 Slide

Pomegranate sent them out, then went back to the house, picked up a drawing that she had drawn by lamplight last night, and went to the carpentry workshop.

The carpentry workshop is busy in an orderly manner. Even if there is no boss here to watch, everyone is doing what they should do in their own positions and they are still very energetic.

Nine helpers were busy painting these, and a group of apprentices gathered in their respective positions to watch. There were seven or eight smart and fast learners who were now almost able to try to make a wooden box independently. What one person cannot do, two people can do it together.

In the carving room, Uncle Song and his brothers were so busy that they didn't even notice Pomegranate walking into the room.

After all, they are the only ones who can carve. Now there are seven or eight more apprentices who are also making wooden boxes. They have more wooden boxes to press on their hands. But only slow work can produce fine work. Carving cannot be careless, and only careless work can be done. Be more engaged and seize the day. Apart from going to the latrine and eating, few of them can't even talk.

Although the New Year is now over, Liu Dong's sugar shop is still not worried about business. Even if it is not the New Year, there are still people giving gifts.

Therefore, no matter how many wooden boxes there are, they will not be afraid of being sold.

Pomegranate didn't make any noise. After looking around for a while, he withdrew and approached Song Dongsheng and Song Fusheng who were polishing wood.

"First cousin, second cousin."

"Pomegranate! What's going on?" Song Dongsheng looked up and saw Pomegranate, grinning.

He is twenty-two years old, and his eldest daughter is almost four years old. He is a father who looks calmer and more reliable than the Song Jinsheng brothers on the other side.

Song Fusheng also raised his head and glanced at Pomegranate, but he didn't stop moving his hands. He only pricked up his ears to listen to Pomegranate's words.

Shiliu handed the drawing in his hand to Song Dongsheng and said, "First cousin, second cousin, look at this thing, can you make it?"

After hearing this, Song Fusheng stopped what he was doing and raised his head to look at the drawing held by Song Dongsheng.

The two brothers took it seriously. They both learned carpentry when they were young. They have been practicing carpentry for many years, and they can even make a bed. Although the thing painted by Pomegranate looks responsible, it is not difficult to look closely.

Song Dongsheng was curious, "Pomegranate, what kind of thing is this?" He had never seen anything like this.

Pomegranate said: "This is not a household item, it is for children to play with! Look, you can climb up from the wooden ladder here, and then slide down the landslide here. Next to it -"

That's right, what Pomegranate drew is exactly a small and simple slide. It's just a wooden ladder connected to a slide. It's simple and clear at a glance.

Song Dongsheng heard what Shiliu said, and when he looked at the drawing, it became very clear, and his eyes lit up, "There is such a toy! Why didn't I expect it! It's not difficult to do it! Shiliu, you are planning to do this What are you doing? Does anyone want to buy it? This toy is really good for children to play with!”

He thought about his daughter. If he made this for her, she would be very happy!
Pomegranate's eyebrows twitched as she heard this, "Cousin, do you think this slide will make people want to buy it?"

Song Dongsheng said without thinking, "I don't know if it's funny or not, but I just heard you say that and thought that if I made this for Sister Hui, she would definitely have fun!"

Pomegranate's thoughts swirled in her mind, and she just said: "Since my cousin can do it, please stop making the wooden box and make this for me first."

It cost 20 cents to make a wooden box, but Song Dongsheng agreed without saying a word. He gave the half-made wooden box to Song Fusheng to continue working on it, and he looked at the drawings and started thinking about it.

"Pomegranate, what kind of wood are you going to use?"

"Just use pine wood. I don't want to paint it. My eldest cousin needs to make it more detailed. After all, it is for children to play with." If it is not polished smooth, it will not be good if it gets scratched.

She just said a few words. Song Dongsheng had been a carpenter for so many years, so he naturally knew it. He was meticulous in nature. Shiliu didn't ask him how many days it would take to finish the work, so he worked slowly and carefully. It was still more than half a month before Ding Fubao's birthday.

Thinking about what Song Dongsheng said, Pomegranate strolled back home, locked herself in the room, took paper and pen, and started working.

Mrs. Song's absence today does not affect lunch.

When I smelled the fragrance of pomegranate and heard the noise, I stopped writing. I painted this all morning without even realizing it.

After leaving the house, Mrs. Niu and Mrs. Zhang were working together to carry the wooden steamer out to the workshop.

I’m eating rice today!

Pomegranate rolled up her sleeves and quickly went into the kitchen to help.

Today's food is also good. The braised pork is stewed with cabbage. It's so fragrant that it makes people drool.

She first took a bowl and filled it with an extra piece of meat. She also filled a bowl of rice and carried it straight to the upper room.

When Mr. Li and Mr. Yuan moved here, they temporarily lived in the upper east house where Li Rongzong lived. Li Rongyu was in the city now and rarely came back, so Li Rongzong moved in to sleep with Li Rongzhang.

Father Li is much sicker than Mr. Yuan, and he is still taking medicine. He usually only goes out for a walk early in the morning, and spends the rest of the time at home recuperating.

Pomegranate brought the food to him and poured him a glass of water, letting him eat first. Then he went back to the kitchen and helped carry the dishes to the workshop.

On the side of the workshop, as soon as the meal was called, the workers packed up their work one after another, went to the upper latrine of the latrine, washed their hands, and when they came back, they each took their own bowls and chopsticks and lined up to wash their hands. Food and rice.

There is enough food, you can eat as much as you want, and the work is all strenuous. Even the women have to eat a big bowl to be full, and the apprentices who are half-grown and poor have to eat two Big bowls are not a problem.

So every time the meal was served, the workers would praise the kind words of the pomegranate family in their hearts. This is like working in the landlord's house as a long-term worker. Even those who can't see the sky will not be able to eat so well, let alone take care of themselves.

The tribesmen are grateful because they work hard. Even the dozen or so women from the village who were newly recruited this year, after seeing the generosity of the Li family, they feel that they can't bear to eat such good food if they don't work hard. Yes, I cherish it very much.

After the workers had eaten, they found a place to squat or sit anywhere, and then they ate. The men were not particular about it, but the women sat on small stools.

There are many small stools made by apprentices in the carpentry workshop, but they don't look good, but they don't affect sitting at all. They are all from the village and don't pay so much attention.

Pomegranate saw that everyone had eaten, and then he scooped up the food and went back to the house to eat while looking at the drawings he had drawn all morning.

She followed her memory and even drew several things suitable for children to play with, which should not be difficult to make.

As for selling...marketing, she already has a clue.

She thought that now the carpentry workshop only made wooden boxes and sold as many as they made. Although there was still a profit, if she could expand the business, she would make more money, and the workers would also make more money. There was nothing wrong with it.

But finding a shop was not a matter of time, and it was hard for her to ask her adoptive father for help. If his adoptive father gave her another shop, she would be embarrassed.

You still have to plan slowly.