"Uncle, do you accept repair work? I have a broken dressing table stand and I want to repair it."

Old man: "Repair, I have all the common wood materials!"

Fang Zongtang smiled and said, "My shelf is out of town. It will be delivered in a few days. I will have someone send it to you."

The old man left an address and Liu Jin hurriedly wrote it down.

After asking his two sons to help put the furniture in place, the old man left with his two sons.

She kept this incident in mind, and when Song Yi came back, she told him about the old carpenter.

"I always feel that this old man is weird. Ask your friends to help check his background!"

Song Yi took this issue very seriously and called his friend immediately.

The news of Lao Xingtang's donation was soon reported in the newspapers, and Fang Zongtang helped in the store for a day.

Song Yi has news about the old carpenter.

"This family's surname is Fang. They fled here during the chaos. There were also several members of the Fang family who came with them. They are all one family and live next to each other."

"The old carpenter's name is Fang Jing. His wife died of illness a few years ago, and he has been doing carpentry work with his two sons. Since a furniture factory opened nearby, their business has been in decline. Fang Jing's two sons also went to work in the furniture factory."

"The rest of the Fang family members are working in kiln factories and handicraft factories that are a little further away."

There is nothing wrong with it!

Song Yi: "Carpentry work is not worth much these days. Fang Jing's two sons are almost thirty years old and have not yet started a family. They are probably short of money!"

That’s also an explanation!

"Okay, their craftsmanship is pretty good, send them something, take it and pay them!"

Song Yi nodded.

After another two days of busy work, Fang Jing and his son brought her a bunk bed, a mahogany bench, and a carved screen.

The mahogany bench looks ordinary, but the material is good. The canopy bed and the carved screen are very special.

The bed frame has dragons and phoenixes carved on it, and the carvings are lifelike. This kind of carving definitely cannot be done in a day or two.

The carved screen is even more impressive, with a hundred flowers in full bloom, and peonies and other flowers surrounding it in the middle, all painted in color.

When we moved in, everything was covered tightly with black cloth.

The wood is not ordinary wood, it is century-old rosewood.

Ask her for another two hundred.

Everything she gave was a sin!

She realized it when she delivered the shelves to Lao Xingtang for the third time.

Fang Jing wanted to talk to her about something, but he was unwilling to say it directly and was waiting for her to speak.

"Everyone, come with me to the back and have some tea!" After she said that, she turned and went into the backyard!

The backyard is going to be filled with broken porcelain and debris these days, and Song Yi has already gone to discuss with his neighbors whether to sell the house.

I don't think it'll be possible to negotiate this, as the department store next door is also quite prosperous!

"The place is small, please sit wherever you three want!" She sat down first.

Fang Jing did not sit down, and his two sons looked at their father and did not sit down either.

She didn't force it and just got straight to the point.

"I can see that you have something to ask me. I don't like to take advantage of craftsmen, nor do I like to beat around the bush. Just speak directly!"

Fang Jing looked at Fang Zongtang, feeling embarrassed, and didn't dare to look her in the eye!

"Are you from the Fang family of the Rong Xiang?"

Her eyes moved, and without hesitation, she replied directly: "No, I am from the Fang family of Laoxingtang. In my great-grandfather's generation, we had already separated from Rongxianghao."

Fang Jing looked up, a strange expression flashed across his face.

He hesitated and said, "Does Lao Xing Tang still hire craftsmen from the Fang family?"

This time it was Fang Zongtang's turn to be surprised.

"Uncle, brothers, please sit down and talk slowly!"