"Okay, let's get down to business. I came here because I want you to come with me to see Village Chief Yang. You guys still need to make furniture or something, right? If we do it together, maybe the price will be cheaper."
Sun Yiming also had good intentions. He was worried that Feng Lingyu and Gao Xiaotao would be fooled by the villagers.
So let them go with him to avoid being cheated.
"You've thought it through very carefully." Feng Lingyu laughed. If she went along, it would be hard to say who would help whom.
However, since he meant well, Feng Lingyu would not refuse his favor, since she was going there today anyway.
At Yang Jianguo's house, Aunt Guihua was feeding the chickens when she saw Feng Lingyu and his group coming over.
"Xiaoyu! Xiaotao! Why are you here? Come in and sit down, come quickly."
Liu Guihua welcomed them in with a smile.
Sun Yiming, who was standing next to him, said: …
What about me who is so big? I just turned a blind eye to it?
Sun Yiming, who has been particularly liked by his elders since he was a child, begins to doubt his life.
"Come, come, sit down, I'll pour you some brown sugar water."
Aunt Guihua didn't give them a chance to refuse and went straight into the kitchen.
Feng Lingyu and Gao Xiaotao couldn't help laughing when they saw Sun Yiming with a face full of resentment.
"What are you here for?" Liu Guihua said to Feng Lingyu lovingly.
Seeing that Aunt Guihua never looked at him, Sun Yiming couldn't help but said, "Aunt, didn't you see me?"
Aunt Guihua glanced at him and said, "Kid, of course I saw you. Why are you in such a hurry? Just do it one by one."
Feng Lingyu: "Aunt, I came to see the village chief today. I don't have any furniture at home yet."
Yang Jianguo had actually already informed Old Master Wang, but the old man said that young people want more variety, so Feng Lingyu had to go and tell him what style of furniture he wanted.
"He is checking accounts with the accountant in the village today. I will take you to see Mr. Wang. What about you, young man? What's the matter?"
Sun Yiming: "Aunt, I also want to make furniture, but I still need to ask the village chief to mark out the land."
"Then you can come with us first, and we'll give it to you when Lao Yang is done with his work."
Now that the summer harvest is about to end, Yang Jianguo and the accountant have to calculate the work points that the villagers have earned this quarter, so they are quite busy.
"Grandpa Wang is the most famous furniture craftsman in the area. He built several large tiled houses for his family with his furniture-making skills."
On the way to Mr. Wang's house, Liu Guihua kept introducing the situation to them.
"Uncle Wang, I have something to ask you."
When we arrived at the door of Wang's house, we saw an old man with completely white hair sitting in the yard planing wood. He was Mr. Wang, and he looked very old.
Old Master Wang looked up and saw Feng Lingyu. He was stunned. Just as Yang Jianguo said, she looked very much like her parents.
"Come in. What kind of furniture are you going to make?"
Feng Lingyu looked at the Wang family's yard. It was clean and tidy, and it was obvious that the family had a good family tradition.
"Just make me some basic furniture. I also need a few wooden shelves."
Feng Lingyu thought about it and stated her request. Although she knew a lot of novel styles, it was really unnecessary, as long as it was practical.
Seeing this, Sun Yiming also hurriedly said, "I also need to make furniture, just like Feng Lingyu."
He felt that following Feng Lingyu was the right thing to do.
"Then I will make it for you according to our rural customs. Tables, chairs, benches, cabinets, kang tables, wardrobes, and those are the big items. You can pay me after it's done." Old Master Wang nodded with satisfaction.
He was worried that Feng Lingyu would have a spoiled temper, but now it seems that she knows how to act and retreat properly and can recognize her situation, which is good.
With Sun Yiming around, they didn't want to say too much. They just ordered the furniture and left.
The reason why Qingshan Village is called Qingshan Village is because there is a mountain called Xiaoqingshan behind the village. The mountain is relatively low, and villagers often go up the mountain to catch small prey or pick wild vegetables and mushrooms.
Behind Xiaoqingshan is Daqingshan, which is connected to Daxinganling Mountains.
The other side of the Greater Khingan Range is connected to the Hulunbuir Grassland, but the Greater Khingan Range is composed of endless virgin forests, and even experienced old hunters dare not enter the mountains at will.
Surrounded by lush trees, Feng Lingyu strolled leisurely.
There was no fear or uneasiness at all about entering the mountains; it felt like taking a walk in my own backyard.
Last night I learned from Wu Meiyu's memory that a big event happened in Qingshan Village in later generations.
A mudslide opened up a treasure trove on the Daqing Mountain, and the state quickly arranged people to take over.
Later, many rare treasures were taken out from the treasury, shocking China.
Feng Lingyu thought of the four treasure maps in the space. Who else could have hidden the treasure in Qingshan Village except the ancient Feng family?
As the saying goes, things are unpredictable, and Feng Lingyu accidentally found one of the treasure troves.
Who would have thought that the ancient head of the Feng family would hide one of the treasures in the Feng family land?
Arriving at the top of Xiaoqing Mountain, Feng Lingyu took out one of the treasure maps from the space. Referring to the map, she scanned the Daqing Mountain not far away bit by bit.
Try to find the place drawn on the picture.
Just as her eyes moved to a depression on the hillside of Daqing Mountain, she paused.
That's not right. There is no depression here as shown in the picture.
These treasure maps have been circulating for many years. The natural environment has changed a lot over the years.
It seems that the map alone is not enough to accurately find the treasure location.
I can only spend time to eliminate them one by one.
With an idea in mind, Feng Lingyu casually wandered around the mountain, picked up a nest of pheasant eggs, shot two pheasants, and then prepared to go down the mountain.
I'll make chicken soup tonight!
In fact, Feng Lingyu prefers to eat domestic animal meat rather than wild game, but sometimes it’s nice to change the taste.
Suddenly, she met a pair of black jade eyes, which seemed to be filled with many emotions, as if they wanted to suck her in.
Shen Huaiyu, the male protagonist mentioned by Wu Meiyu.
When Feng Lingyu saw Shen Huaiyu again, his feelings were completely different from the first two times he saw him.
Maybe it’s because I found out that he is the male lead.
Feng Lingyu didn't want to get close to him.
Shen Huaiyu had seen the fickleness of human nature, so he naturally noticed Feng Lingyu's retreat, and his eyes darkened.
He left without saying a word.
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