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When the steamed buns were presented, with a thought, there were thousands of lines of tears.
A luxurious wooden chair with an ancient charm stands quietly in the middle of the attic. The slanted sunlight in the spring afternoon shines in from the small window, casting the hazy and yellow light and shadow on the chair impartially, making it look Filled with a solid and heavy touch.
In Wang Jian's words, this feeling is a kind of "precipitation of love solidified by time". Although this kind of statement is too literary, in fact, there is no description that can be described as simple as Wang Jian's. closer to the truth.
Two people who are more than 100 years old stand at the door of the attic, quietly looking at this old armchair bathed in orange sunlight. The picture is full of the tranquility and serenity of the silent movies in the 30s.
The originally incomplete legs of the chair are now firmly connected to the long-separated torso, and it seems that a vague shadow similar to two people hugging can be seen in a trance.
"This steamed bun is not bad." Wang Jian ate a large steamed bun in three bites: "It still smells like milk."
Wang Jian's untimely words suddenly woke up the two brothers who were immersed in their thoughts. They coincidentally wiped away the dried tears on their faces with their hands, and vigorously pumped their noses that were blocked by sudden tears.Like many years ago when my elder brother took his younger brother to watch a shadow puppet show on the old street, they walked hand in hand to this chair that carried many emotions that Wang Jian didn't understand, and caressed carefully.
"I can't move it now. I have to wait for at least three days. After it is completely solidified, as long as you don't hit it with a hammer, it will be fine."
The eyes behind the old man's glasses were red, and he looked back at Wang Jian who was devouring a plate of white steamed buns, and asked in a rustling voice, "How did you do it?"
Wang Jian swallowed the steamed buns in two gulps, his eyes were choked because he was in a hurry to speak, and he waited for a long time before he said, "That's how my dad taught me, how do I know how I did it? This thing has probably been lost long ago. It turns out that apart from this, there are four other kinds of porcelain filling, silk filling, stele filling, and tooth filling, all of which are small crafts that cannot be put on the table."
"Small craftsmanship..." The old man, who was nostalgic for the past, was amused by Wang Jian: "Your little craftsmanship has cheated me for at least 20 years, boy, what is the price?"
As soon as Wang Jian heard the payment, he immediately regained his spirits. He took out the broken mobile phone from his pocket, and began to calculate with a calculator, chanting while doing the calculation:
"I said I would give you a 20.00% discount. Let me do the math. The labor costs, material costs, and handicraft fees add up to 950, plus a [-]% expedited fee, which is [-]. I will give you a [-]% discount for [-]. , count you nine hundred and six. After eating five of your steamed buns, the steamed buns are big, one steamed bun counts as fifty cents, which is two yuan five, and a cup of milk is one yuan five, so the total is four yuan. [-] six, round it up for you, count nine hundred and five."
The old man and his brother were dumbfounded at the time, and instinctively felt that their ears had misheard, 950 yuan... What kind of concept is this?At the beginning, I hired a carpenter who is said to be the most authoritative in all of China to come here to repair the stool. The appearance fee alone cost [-] yuan, but it was not repaired in the end.Otherwise, the old man would not be in such a hurry to go to the doctor now, but he was lucky. A blind cat met a dead mouse, and accidentally met Wang Jian. If Wang Jian came a day earlier or a day later, I'm afraid this chair has to be the main reason why he died in peace.
"It's only nine hundred and five?" Even the old man and his younger brother couldn't believe it: "You didn't... did you make a mistake?"
"I'll do the math again." Wang Jian did the math again sincerely, and then nodded solemnly: "That's right, it's nine hundred and five. I didn't count too much for you. You're right."
After finishing speaking, Wang Jian also took out his homemade handwritten carpentry maintenance price list from his pocket, such as [-] yuan for repairing a wire bed, negotiable materials for repairing furniture, negotiable materials for making a complete set of furniture, etc., etc. Operating costs can be seen at a glance.
The old man pushed away Wang Jian's torn paper, frowned at him, wanted to say something but didn't say it for a long time.
"It's too expensive..." Wang Jian was somewhat displeased: "I gave you a [-]% discount, and the material of your chair is so precious, my liver trembled when I made it, and I was afraid it would break a little bit."
The old man was made to laugh by Wang Jian, and patted Wang Jian's shoulder: "Come with me, and I will pay you."
"Okay." Wang Jian happily ran down, and said to the old man in a negotiating tone as he walked, "I still owe you the rent, and I have to buy something, otherwise it's not right to eat steamed buns all the time." It's a matter. Let me give it to you after I find a job."
"Do you even know the value of that chair?"
"You told me, 5 million, I've done the math, a catty of [-] banknotes is about [-] yuan, [-] million is [-] catties, [-] million is [-] catties, two tons...into I can eat enough rice for a year."
Hearing Wang Jian's calculations so carefully, the old man couldn't help but look at him in surprise: "Then you..."
"Are you saying that my fee is low?" Wang Jian said with a smile: "Whatever you do, you have to have principles. No matter how expensive things are, they are yours. I know what I do for what I do. , I set the price, but it’s not your turn to set it. If I’m in a hurry, I’ll give you back the work now, and I’ll let the lame chair continue to lame.”
"Don't bother me with my old bones. I'll listen to you. It's only nine hundred and five!"
The old man groaned and begged for mercy repeatedly.He knows that Wang Jian is an out-and-out fool. He is said to be stupid, but he is as smart as a monkey, but he is smart... His values seem to be too different from the current society, so how to deal with this Guys, it's safer to smooth the hair.
Downstairs, Wang Jian sat on a rattan chair, took out his own cigarette, lit one, and suddenly an inexplicable inferior tobacco smell rushed into the high-end smoke in the room.The group of high-end people sitting on the sofa still looked at Wang Jian so bluntly, and Wang Jian also looked at them with steamed buns on his lips, both of them were silent.
Not long after, the old man came out from the inner room, holding a tightly wrapped big red envelope in his hand, and handed it to Wang Jian cheerfully: "It would be vulgar to say thank you."
"How can it be? It's business. The chair can't be moved for three days. It's easy to crooked."
After speaking, Wang Jian stood up and was about to leave, but he was suddenly grabbed by the old man after only two steps.The old man bypassed such a big family, dragged Wang Jian to the balcony, and sneakily stuffed a piece of paper to Wang Jian: "Look."
Wang Jian snorted, opened the paper slowly, and found that there were three big characters "recommendation letter" written on it in flamboyant fonts, and then wrote a bunch of compliments on the bottom, with Wang Jian's name at the end.
The signature is Sun Zhaoguo and Sun Zhaozu.
"This? Recommend me to be a teacher?"
"Just take this and go. It's not a good school. There are a bunch of dudes in it, but the environment is one of the best in the country."
Wang Jian took a closer look, and suddenly found that the two old guys recommended him to go to the most prestigious public-private partnership school in China, which claimed that no graduate degree or above was required.The public-private partnership is actually just a pretense. In fact, the essence is that an overseas education group has acquired a suburban school that has been unable to recruit students but occupies a large area. It was also facing bankruptcy a few years ago, but it has caught up. Good policies and the rapid expansion of the city have transformed the former pheasant school into a top-ranked school in the country in just a few years.
As the old man said, the reason why this school became a famous school is not because of how many champions it can produce or how many academic awards it can get every year, but purely because of its strong financial support and the success of the so-called "noble school". The signboard attracts those rich people who "only choose the expensive ones and not the right ones", thinking that if they don't throw their children in, they will be sorry for the bag of steel coins in their pockets.
Wang Jian did care about this perverted school with a tuition fee of up to 30 yuan per semester. Among other things, the teacher's salary was Wang Jian's dream.In one month, ordinary teachers can earn more than [-] yuan, and head teachers can reach as high as [-] yuan, not including year-end bonuses and various bonuses.
But Wang Jian, a straw dog who didn't even get a diploma, could not be selected by this kind of school, so he didn't even go to the interview. After all, no matter how thick-skinned a person is, after being ruthlessly rejected, he will By no small impact.
"Is it enough to rely on this?"
Wang Jian raised the letter of introduction in his hand suspiciously, with a very strange expression on his face.
"You'll know when you go. Anyway, I promised to introduce you to the job. My ability is only this. They can still give us two brothers a little face."
Wang Jian said, "Then I would like to thank you for opening the back door for me."
"It's vulgar to say thank you." The old man sighed: "I did this once in my life, and I really made an exception for you."
"Then when shall I go?"
"Tomorrow morning! I don't need to say where?"
"Know it with your eyes closed."
[-]
a signed.The mood is very strange... The new book stage is always very uneasy, so everyone should support me as always.The follow-up will be even more exciting, please wait and see!
And I want confidence and all kinds of tickets!Various clicks!All kinds of support!Saying thank you is vulgar.
A luxurious wooden chair with an ancient charm stands quietly in the middle of the attic. The slanted sunlight in the spring afternoon shines in from the small window, casting the hazy and yellow light and shadow on the chair impartially, making it look Filled with a solid and heavy touch.
In Wang Jian's words, this feeling is a kind of "precipitation of love solidified by time". Although this kind of statement is too literary, in fact, there is no description that can be described as simple as Wang Jian's. closer to the truth.
Two people who are more than 100 years old stand at the door of the attic, quietly looking at this old armchair bathed in orange sunlight. The picture is full of the tranquility and serenity of the silent movies in the 30s.
The originally incomplete legs of the chair are now firmly connected to the long-separated torso, and it seems that a vague shadow similar to two people hugging can be seen in a trance.
"This steamed bun is not bad." Wang Jian ate a large steamed bun in three bites: "It still smells like milk."
Wang Jian's untimely words suddenly woke up the two brothers who were immersed in their thoughts. They coincidentally wiped away the dried tears on their faces with their hands, and vigorously pumped their noses that were blocked by sudden tears.Like many years ago when my elder brother took his younger brother to watch a shadow puppet show on the old street, they walked hand in hand to this chair that carried many emotions that Wang Jian didn't understand, and caressed carefully.
"I can't move it now. I have to wait for at least three days. After it is completely solidified, as long as you don't hit it with a hammer, it will be fine."
The eyes behind the old man's glasses were red, and he looked back at Wang Jian who was devouring a plate of white steamed buns, and asked in a rustling voice, "How did you do it?"
Wang Jian swallowed the steamed buns in two gulps, his eyes were choked because he was in a hurry to speak, and he waited for a long time before he said, "That's how my dad taught me, how do I know how I did it? This thing has probably been lost long ago. It turns out that apart from this, there are four other kinds of porcelain filling, silk filling, stele filling, and tooth filling, all of which are small crafts that cannot be put on the table."
"Small craftsmanship..." The old man, who was nostalgic for the past, was amused by Wang Jian: "Your little craftsmanship has cheated me for at least 20 years, boy, what is the price?"
As soon as Wang Jian heard the payment, he immediately regained his spirits. He took out the broken mobile phone from his pocket, and began to calculate with a calculator, chanting while doing the calculation:
"I said I would give you a 20.00% discount. Let me do the math. The labor costs, material costs, and handicraft fees add up to 950, plus a [-]% expedited fee, which is [-]. I will give you a [-]% discount for [-]. , count you nine hundred and six. After eating five of your steamed buns, the steamed buns are big, one steamed bun counts as fifty cents, which is two yuan five, and a cup of milk is one yuan five, so the total is four yuan. [-] six, round it up for you, count nine hundred and five."
The old man and his brother were dumbfounded at the time, and instinctively felt that their ears had misheard, 950 yuan... What kind of concept is this?At the beginning, I hired a carpenter who is said to be the most authoritative in all of China to come here to repair the stool. The appearance fee alone cost [-] yuan, but it was not repaired in the end.Otherwise, the old man would not be in such a hurry to go to the doctor now, but he was lucky. A blind cat met a dead mouse, and accidentally met Wang Jian. If Wang Jian came a day earlier or a day later, I'm afraid this chair has to be the main reason why he died in peace.
"It's only nine hundred and five?" Even the old man and his younger brother couldn't believe it: "You didn't... did you make a mistake?"
"I'll do the math again." Wang Jian did the math again sincerely, and then nodded solemnly: "That's right, it's nine hundred and five. I didn't count too much for you. You're right."
After finishing speaking, Wang Jian also took out his homemade handwritten carpentry maintenance price list from his pocket, such as [-] yuan for repairing a wire bed, negotiable materials for repairing furniture, negotiable materials for making a complete set of furniture, etc., etc. Operating costs can be seen at a glance.
The old man pushed away Wang Jian's torn paper, frowned at him, wanted to say something but didn't say it for a long time.
"It's too expensive..." Wang Jian was somewhat displeased: "I gave you a [-]% discount, and the material of your chair is so precious, my liver trembled when I made it, and I was afraid it would break a little bit."
The old man was made to laugh by Wang Jian, and patted Wang Jian's shoulder: "Come with me, and I will pay you."
"Okay." Wang Jian happily ran down, and said to the old man in a negotiating tone as he walked, "I still owe you the rent, and I have to buy something, otherwise it's not right to eat steamed buns all the time." It's a matter. Let me give it to you after I find a job."
"Do you even know the value of that chair?"
"You told me, 5 million, I've done the math, a catty of [-] banknotes is about [-] yuan, [-] million is [-] catties, [-] million is [-] catties, two tons...into I can eat enough rice for a year."
Hearing Wang Jian's calculations so carefully, the old man couldn't help but look at him in surprise: "Then you..."
"Are you saying that my fee is low?" Wang Jian said with a smile: "Whatever you do, you have to have principles. No matter how expensive things are, they are yours. I know what I do for what I do. , I set the price, but it’s not your turn to set it. If I’m in a hurry, I’ll give you back the work now, and I’ll let the lame chair continue to lame.”
"Don't bother me with my old bones. I'll listen to you. It's only nine hundred and five!"
The old man groaned and begged for mercy repeatedly.He knows that Wang Jian is an out-and-out fool. He is said to be stupid, but he is as smart as a monkey, but he is smart... His values seem to be too different from the current society, so how to deal with this Guys, it's safer to smooth the hair.
Downstairs, Wang Jian sat on a rattan chair, took out his own cigarette, lit one, and suddenly an inexplicable inferior tobacco smell rushed into the high-end smoke in the room.The group of high-end people sitting on the sofa still looked at Wang Jian so bluntly, and Wang Jian also looked at them with steamed buns on his lips, both of them were silent.
Not long after, the old man came out from the inner room, holding a tightly wrapped big red envelope in his hand, and handed it to Wang Jian cheerfully: "It would be vulgar to say thank you."
"How can it be? It's business. The chair can't be moved for three days. It's easy to crooked."
After speaking, Wang Jian stood up and was about to leave, but he was suddenly grabbed by the old man after only two steps.The old man bypassed such a big family, dragged Wang Jian to the balcony, and sneakily stuffed a piece of paper to Wang Jian: "Look."
Wang Jian snorted, opened the paper slowly, and found that there were three big characters "recommendation letter" written on it in flamboyant fonts, and then wrote a bunch of compliments on the bottom, with Wang Jian's name at the end.
The signature is Sun Zhaoguo and Sun Zhaozu.
"This? Recommend me to be a teacher?"
"Just take this and go. It's not a good school. There are a bunch of dudes in it, but the environment is one of the best in the country."
Wang Jian took a closer look, and suddenly found that the two old guys recommended him to go to the most prestigious public-private partnership school in China, which claimed that no graduate degree or above was required.The public-private partnership is actually just a pretense. In fact, the essence is that an overseas education group has acquired a suburban school that has been unable to recruit students but occupies a large area. It was also facing bankruptcy a few years ago, but it has caught up. Good policies and the rapid expansion of the city have transformed the former pheasant school into a top-ranked school in the country in just a few years.
As the old man said, the reason why this school became a famous school is not because of how many champions it can produce or how many academic awards it can get every year, but purely because of its strong financial support and the success of the so-called "noble school". The signboard attracts those rich people who "only choose the expensive ones and not the right ones", thinking that if they don't throw their children in, they will be sorry for the bag of steel coins in their pockets.
Wang Jian did care about this perverted school with a tuition fee of up to 30 yuan per semester. Among other things, the teacher's salary was Wang Jian's dream.In one month, ordinary teachers can earn more than [-] yuan, and head teachers can reach as high as [-] yuan, not including year-end bonuses and various bonuses.
But Wang Jian, a straw dog who didn't even get a diploma, could not be selected by this kind of school, so he didn't even go to the interview. After all, no matter how thick-skinned a person is, after being ruthlessly rejected, he will By no small impact.
"Is it enough to rely on this?"
Wang Jian raised the letter of introduction in his hand suspiciously, with a very strange expression on his face.
"You'll know when you go. Anyway, I promised to introduce you to the job. My ability is only this. They can still give us two brothers a little face."
Wang Jian said, "Then I would like to thank you for opening the back door for me."
"It's vulgar to say thank you." The old man sighed: "I did this once in my life, and I really made an exception for you."
"Then when shall I go?"
"Tomorrow morning! I don't need to say where?"
"Know it with your eyes closed."
[-]
a signed.The mood is very strange... The new book stage is always very uneasy, so everyone should support me as always.The follow-up will be even more exciting, please wait and see!
And I want confidence and all kinds of tickets!Various clicks!All kinds of support!Saying thank you is vulgar.
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