Anle nodded thoughtfully, "Oh, I see. It's quite rare for my uncle to become a master after being an apprentice here."
An Yizhong stopped in front of a wooden cart and patted it.
"Mancang, this wooden cart is the one you ordered. Mantun made it for you, and it's very sturdy."
"Uncle, you work at this carpentry shop, how much does the shopkeeper pay you per month?"
"The minimum monthly wage is one tael of silver, and if you take on a lot of work, you can earn up to four or five taels a month."
"Four or five taels, that's quite a lot," Anle said with a smile, though she was already thinking about it.
It seems this carpentry shop makes a good profit every year.
Even a worker can earn four or five ounces a month.
Wow, what an enviable business!
Once her dessert shop is settled and she has some extra money, she also wants to set up a woodworking factory to specialize in furniture business.
She has furniture designs here that don't belong to this world, with many styles, which are much more interesting than these monotonous black and red kang cabinets, kang tables, and octagonal tables.
"Uncle, I have a blueprint here. Could you make a cabinet frame for me based on the design in this blueprint?" Anle took out a piece of paper and handed it to An Yizhong.
An Yizhong opened it and looked at it, his eyes widened in confusion, and the more he looked, the more confused he became.
"This... this is the first time I've seen this kind of framed cabinet. Even if it were made, it wouldn't require much wood."
But what's the point of printing this thing out?
This place is completely empty; there's no way to put anything in it.
"This is just a framework, but it needs to be used in conjunction with some materials I have. These are not just empty shells."
"Uncle, could you come to my house and help me with this?"
An Yizhong shook his head.
"There are rules in our line of work; we can't take on jobs privately. We have to go through the carpentry shop."
Anle grins and smiles; as long as he can do it, that's enough.
"Then let's follow the rules and place this job through the carpenter's shop, but this job will still require some of my special materials."
Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to make a finished cabinet that I'm satisfied with.
"Any job that my carpentry shop can handle is fine."
"Alright, this job will be done by your carpentry shop."
"So what kind of wood do you plan to use to make this?"
"Wood? I really don't know much about wood. Uncle, you can decide for yourself."
For something simpler, as long as it's not black or red, a yellowish wood will do. Then apply a coat of varnish and set in glass.
Thinking of the window, he added, "Oh, right, let's make two more windows, and the door too."
Specifically, let's discuss the price after we've visited the shop.
"Uncle, you can come with me now and take a look. Then I'll give you the blueprints and show you what it should look like."
An Yizhong glanced at the blueprint in his hand. The blueprint was easy to understand, but he couldn't figure out what the many annotations meant.
“Okay, I’ll go and say hello to the shopkeeper first, then I’ll go and take a look. I know where those two shops are.”
After explaining the renovation plans to An Yizhong at both shops, Anle excitedly took the parts he had brought back from the blacksmith shop, boarded his own oxcart, and headed home in the afterglow of the setting sun.
"Mom, Grandpa, I'm back!" She ran into the house carrying the parts, but a glance at the expressionless face of someone made Anle pause. "You haven't left yet?"
Qiao Qiuniang glared at An Le, "How can you talk like that? Why are you telling people to leave?"
Anle licked her lips. "Mother, isn't he feeling better? If he doesn't leave soon, it'll get dark again. Does he have to stay at our house all night?"
Qiao Qiuniang didn't say anything, but glanced at An Dalin. Even if she wanted to keep the person, she had to listen to her father's wishes.
This isn't something she can decide on her own.
An Dalin sighed, "We've found out about this kid's background. He's from the fishing village."
I heard that a few days ago, this kid went to this fishing village looking for Ah Hong, but Ah Hong is dead.
Instead of finding her biological mother, she found Ah Hong's belongings.
It's that purse and that sign.
So, after Ah Hong was buried, he took his purse and the token and went into the mountains.
Luckily, we met Lewazi, otherwise, if we had been poisoned by snakes, we would have died in those mountains.
Sigh, this child is pitiful. He finally found his way home and his mother, but now that home is gone.
She had no relatives left in the fishing village. Ah Hong's father was a drunkard; he'd been dead for ages, and the grass on his grave was waist-high.
Anle blinked. "Huh? Is he really Ah Hong's son?"
But something just didn't feel right to her. What was going on with this snake venom?
If the snake bite occurred in the mountains, that would make sense.
However, the snake venom in his body was not from a snake bite, but from someone poisoning him.
This kid is a tight-lipped person; he doesn't say a word at all.
Judging from his expression, he didn't even have the intention of saying a word.
Anle glanced at Yu Rong, who was fiddling with a chess set, and pursed her lips. "Grandpa, what do you mean by this person—"
Qiao Qiuniang couldn't help but speak up, "Lewa, I can't bear to see him like this. Ah Hong is gone too, leaving only this one son. We can't just watch him be all alone. Why don't you think—"
Anle sighed and said, "Mother, he has hands and feet, how could he starve to death?"
If I go to town and find a job, I can support myself, right?
"He's such a big man now, almost as big as his father. With that kind of strength, he can find a way to make a living anywhere."
An Dalin sighed, "Lewa is right. There are plenty of people who live a hard life. Our family isn't a wealthy family that can help others."
Let's find some work to do at a wealthy family's house!
Or, try looking in the restaurants in town; maybe they'll hire some laborers.
Anle paused, her face stiffening. "A laborer?"
A sudden thought flashed through her mind, and she glanced thoughtfully at Yu Rong. Remembering what An Yizhong had told her, she suddenly smiled, and her attitude changed drastically.
"Hey, Grandpa, you know what, our family really does need a helper."
It's not impossible for them to stay.
I'm short-handed right now; there are so many places where I can be of help.
Anyway, I don't think this kid intends to leave, so I'll let him stay and work with us.
Qiao Qiuniang was overjoyed, "Lewa, you're willing to let Amo stay?"
An Dalin glanced at the shrewd glint in his granddaughter's eyes, her smile as cunning as a little fox's, and his old face stiffened slightly.
What is this precious granddaughter up to? Don't let her get into trouble.
Anle raised an eyebrow. "Hmm? Amo?"
Qiao Qiuniang smiled with relief, "This child's name is Amo."
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