Qiu Yantang looked at Feng Sipo, as if to confirm whether he really said this.
Feng Sipo nodded solemnly.
Well, Qiu Yantang didn’t say anything else.
"You should discuss the specific repair procedures with Guangdong first."
Feng Sipo nodded. It was obvious that Qiu Yantang was a person who was particularly afraid of trouble.
"Remember to collect the money. I'm going back first."
"Goodbye, I hope you will give me more advice in the future." Feng Sipo's words made Qiu Yantang stagger, and he ran away without answering.
…
It was another sunny day. Qiu Yantang's job was still to collect grass for pigs, and she still hired a ghost. She was suitable for giving orders but not for taking action.
She looked left and right in the woods, thinking that other people who traveled through time and space and went up the mountain to pick Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng, so she wanted to try it too.
Unfortunately, I didn’t see any Ganoderma lucidum or ginseng.
However, she found a pheasant egg, which was not too big and had a slightly green skin.
It looked delicious, so Qiu Yantang decided to take it back and ask Qiuhua to make her some poached eggs.
At dinner time, Qiuhua and Qiu Yantang sat on the doorstep of the house and ate.
"Little ancestor, do you think this is okay for us?" Qiuhua said to Qiu Yantang with a helpless look on her face.
There were rice grains on the corners of Qiu Yantang's mouth.
"What's wrong with it?" She raised her head and looked at Qiuhua with a confused look on her face. Even the frog boy who was eating next to her raised his head and looked at Qiuhua.
There was also a hint of ignorance in his eyes.
"I mean, how about we hire someone to make some furniture? At least we need a dining table and chairs, right?"
She didn't even dare to think about how Qiu Yantang had gotten through without her.
Qiu Yantang didn't care, "I don't have any money!"
"How about I exchange it for flower cakes? Or tofu? What do you think?"
Qiuhua: "I don't think it's very good..."
Qiuhua felt that the little ancestor's life was really hard!
"My dear, your flower cakes are really delicious. How about I trade you a table and chairs?"
Qiuhua was stunned!
Is this okay?
Qiu Yantang walked over with a smile on his face, "Zong Lai, will you suffer any loss if you do this?"
Qiu Zonglai quickly shook his head and said, "Little Ancestor, I cut all this wood myself. It just took a little time, but I won't suffer any loss. Don't worry."
After saying that, he pulled in the tables and chairs he brought. There were patterns and patterns carved on the tables and chairs, which looked high-end and classy.
"Okay, I'll get it for you."
Qiu Yantang took eight flower cakes and four large pieces of tofu. "Wait a moment, I'll go ask next door if they need furniture for you."
Lan Qiqi and Fan Tuan now live not far from Qiu Yantang. She feels guilty for only bringing these little things to Qiu Zong. She might as well do some work for him.
As soon as they heard that someone could make furniture, Lan Qiqi and Fan Tuan followed Qiu Yantang directly home. Others couldn't see Qiuhua, but they could see the frog baby. Qiuhua looked at the dazed frog baby and quickly pulled it into the house.
"Uncle, how much does a set of furniture cost, including cabinets, tables and chairs?"
Lan Qiqi was stunned when she saw the table and chairs that Qiu Zonglai pulled over for Qiu Yantang. The pattern...
This craft is really great.
"Let's do the fifteenth, but you have to wait a few days, and everything has to be made now." Qiu Zonglai is the only family in the village that makes furniture. In fact, they can't make much throughout the year. They just repair whatever is available in everyone's home.
Use it as long as it takes.
"Okay, then Uncle Zong Lai, you guys can make the tables and chairs first..."
Qiu Zonglai nodded and said, "Little Ancestor, if there is nothing else, I will go back first."
Qiu Yantang waved his hand, and Lan Qiqi and Fan Tuan opened their eyes wide.
After Qiu Zong came and left, he spoke directly, "Tangtang, why does he call you little ancestor?"
"It's nothing, I'm just older than you. It's just a title, not worth mentioning."
It's just a name, because she grew up with her master when she was a child, and there are more or less some obstacles in this regard, so how can it be called the same as the name?
The old master is often called Lao Deng, and she seems to be very happy about it.
"Ah Tangtang, you take good care of your little yard. It's so clean and tidy. The land over there is for growing vegetables, right?" After all, Lan Qiqi comes from a wealthy family, and sometimes she yearns for this kind of pastoral life.
However, after experiencing it herself, she always felt that it was not the same pastoral life as Qiu Yantang's.
"Ah, hahahaha...it's okay."
Qiu Yantang scratched her hair awkwardly. After all, she was the only one in the family. If she said no, no one would believe her.
"We're going to work in the fields this afternoon. Tangtang, do you have to go too?"
Qiu Yantang nodded. She had to go and take a look. Now that she was the clan leader, she had to pay attention to whether the corn in Qiu Village was growing well.
See what's going on.
After they all left, Qiuhua pulled Frog out of the house again, and Frog looked resistant.
How come this female ghost has no sense of boundaries at all!
Although we are friends, I am just a frog, so why should I be ashamed of myself?
"Little Ancestor, I'll move the tables and chairs in. I just made a flower basket, so it's perfect for the middle."
The flower basket is filled with bright red roses, which have been cut into different lengths by Qiu Hua. The rose leaves are also scattered inside, which looks particularly beautiful.
Qiu Yantang looked at the flower basket and thought it was wonderful. "I didn't expect you to have such a skill! I'll get some other flowers when the time comes. This flower basket is also very nice. I wonder where Frog got it. He has a good eye."
When Frog and Qiuhua heard this, they nodded repeatedly. There was a wooden flower basket with two dried small roses on it.
Anyway, this thing is in line with Qiu Yantang's aesthetic taste.
At this time, the bell for work rang.
Qiu Yantang clapped his hands and said, "Frog, go back to the space. Qiuhua, come with me."
The froglet was too small, and she was afraid that others would see it and accidentally step on it to death.
Qiuhua followed Qiu Yantang directly. She did this for the sake of her little ancestor, otherwise she would have been tired of the people in Qiu Village long ago.
When Qiu Yantang arrived at the field, it would take another month and a half for the autumn harvest, but the corn in the field was not yet fully mature. The corn cobs were particularly small, and many were still shriveled and blind.
There are only a few grains on each one.
That’s it?
Qiu Yantang felt that one acre of corn field could not even support a chicken.
"Are you planning to starve me to death in Qiu Village?"
Hearing this, Qiu Guangdong almost fell into the ditch. "This year's harvest is pretty good. We won't starve to death." After saying this, he picked up a small corn cob and said, "Look how well this corn is growing!"
Emm, this is hard to comment.
This corn is somewhat stunted.
“Can we harvest it this October?”
Qiu Yantang thought to himself, why not keep it for two more days.
"That shouldn't be possible. We have to wait until November before we can harvest. Don't worry, little ancestor, you won't starve. After the autumn harvest, we'll go hunting in the mountains and prepare enough, then we can hibernate!"
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