Song Yun pointed to a pair of buckets in the corner and said, "I need a wooden bucket to carry water, and I also want a shoulder pole."
Aunt Qian was puzzled. "Don't we have buckets at the educated youth camp? Why do you need to buy one?"
After Song Yun explained, Aunt Qian understood. "You're the educated young man named Song who rented the abandoned yard to build a house?"
Aunt Qian was a very smart person. She immediately realized that there was nothing in the house and all the furniture and other things had to be bought and made. This was a big business. Her face immediately smiled like a chrysanthemum and she naturally offered a more realistic price to avoid scaring away big customers.
Song Yun did not bargain. She knew that this was a society where favors were valued. Everyone knew each other every day and lived in the same village. It was impossible for him to ask for an outrageously high price. It must be within a reasonable range. There was no need to waste time bargaining.
In addition to a pair of buckets, she also bought two basins for washing feet, a small bucket that was hung from the well to fetch water, a chopping board for cutting vegetables, and a small wooden table for eating temporarily, which could also be used as a desk for Ziyi in the future. There were many things in total, and most of the existing wooden furniture in the shed was cleared out. Aunt Qian was very happy, and even Carpenter Liu had a smile on his face, and the anger he had suffered from Zhao Xiaomei before was gone.
Song Yun carried a bucket to the village entrance to fetch water, and asked Carpenter Liu to help deliver the remaining wooden furniture to the deserted yard. Carpenter Liu naturally agreed happily. If you buy a lot, he will deliver it to your door.
In her previous life, it was the first time for Song Yun to carry water. After these days of training, she is now strong. However, carrying water requires more than just strength, but also requires some skills in carrying water.
However, she has always been good at learning. Even without anyone to teach her, she quickly figured out the trick of carrying water. However, the first time she carried water, she only had two and a half buckets of water left when she got home. After pouring the water into the water tank, she went to the village entrance again and this time brought back eight full buckets of water.
The young men working in the deserted yard felt sorry for Song Yun, a weak girl, when they saw her fetching water. They offered to help her fetch water several times, but Song Yun refused.
After more than ten trips back and forth, it was not until dark that Song Yun finally filled the two water tanks.
"Let's go to the mountains to cut some bamboo tomorrow and weave two bamboo lids for the water tank. Otherwise, dirt will easily fall into the water, which is unhygienic." Song Yun said.
Song Ziyi looked at her in admiration, "Sister, can you also weave bamboo?"
Song Yun pinched the little guy's cheek and said, "You know some simple ones. I made them up for fun before. It's hard for you not to know them."
In fact, she had joined a bamboo weaving club when she was in college and learned a lot of bamboo weaving skills. It was a pity that she had no chance to touch it again after graduation. Now she has forgotten most of it, but still remembers some simple bamboo weaving skills.
The villagers who were working in front went back, and Song Yun started to cook.
She washed the large, newly bought earthenware pot, filled it with water, and cooked a large pot of porridge. While the porridge was cooking, she took Ziyi to find some stones and built a smaller stove. She explained the stove-building method, tips, and principles to Ziyi in detail. It was a survival skill, and it would be a good idea for Ziyi to learn more.
Find a small clay pot, wash it clean, boil one-third of water, take out the herbs that have been dried in the sun for an afternoon, mix a few kinds of herbs, wash them clean, and put them in the clay pot to boil.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
