Zhao Luochuan didn't bargain much at that time, and the old carpenter was very sincere and gave him a cabinet without hesitation. Zhao Luochuan was also open-minded and didn't make things difficult for him because he was kind. All transactions were completed at the original price.
There are many things to buy when getting married, such as new bedding and curtains for the new house. Furniture takes up the bulk of the expenses, so of course you have to save as much as possible.
Zhu Cuilan was a master at bargaining. She ordered a set of double-door ceiling cabinets and even insisted that the carpenter give her a set of cupboards as a gift.
It's not that the carpenter didn't want to give it, but she had already bargained down several hundred coins for the cabinet worth several taels. Just like he gave a pair of cabinets to Zhao Luochuan, he also gave a pair of cabinets to Zhu Cuilan. But even so, she still wanted a pair of cupboards.
The carpenter was in a very difficult situation. He frowned and kept saying that the wood in his house was of the best quality. He didn't make much money to begin with, and he was just making the money for his hard work. If he gave away an extra cabinet, wouldn't he be losing money?
It's always like this when buying things. The buyer is not as smart as the seller. Zhu Cuilan knew that he said this to avoid bargaining. She sighed twice and said, "Look, we are already acquaintances. This is the second time I've come to buy things from you. We should come here often and make friends. My little girl should call you uncle. When she gets engaged in the future, she might have to trouble you again. I'll buy more then. I will definitely not let you suffer any loss."
"That's right, uncle. Can you give me a cheaper price, uncle?" Zhao Fangchu was very considerate. He followed his mother's words and called him uncle sweetly. Good-looking people are really good at speaking. The carpenter was very happy when he was called uncle.
There was only one son in his family to inherit his business. The carpenter's wife injured her body after giving birth to a son and could no longer get pregnant. It has always been a great regret for the carpenter that he did not have a girl or a boy to care for him. Zhao Fangchu's call of "uncle" made up for the missing words in the carpenter's life.
"You... Well, forget it. Since you call me uncle, I'll give you a lower price. I'll give you the cabinet as a gift." The carpenter was a little helpless, but he felt comfortable being called uncle by Zhao Fangchu, so he nodded and agreed with reluctance.
Zhu Cuilan smiled and patted Zhao Fangchu on the shoulder and said, "Hurry up and thank your uncle."
"Hey, thanks uncle."
This was the first time Zhao Luochuan knew that he could bargain in this way. If he had known that Zhao Fangchu could have this function earlier, he should have brought Zhao Fangchu here.
As he thought so, he whispered to Yang Donghu, who laughed at him and called him a money-grubber.
Yang Donghu took a look around the cabinet just now. The Mid-Autumn Festival was not far away. Mooncake molds customized by others were placed on the long table in the room.
They look similar, and apart from the size, there is no obvious difference in other places.
Yang Donghu took one of them and went to the carpenter to express his request: "Uncle, besides the round one, are there any other kinds of molds like this?"
The carpenter had just felt comfortable being called uncle by Zhao Fangchu, when another handsome young man came and called him uncle. The smile on his face had not yet faded but deepened.
"Reunion, reunion, the whole point of eating mooncakes is reunion. If it's any other shape, it won't taste right. Square? How can that be perfect?"
"No," Yang Donghu laughed at the carpenter's words: "I don't want to make mooncakes, um... I mean flowers, peach blossoms or something else."
This was the first time the carpenter had heard such a request. Flowers only bloom on branches, and no one had ever thought of using them to make molds.
"It's a little difficult, but can you draw it? If you can, I can try."
Yang Donghu recalled the pastries he had seen before and nodded, saying, "I'll try."
The carpenter waved his hand to his son and said, "Go, get some paper and pen."
Being a carpenter also requires drawing blueprints and following the instructions, but the method is not as strict as that used by scholars.
The carpenter's son moved quickly, laying out the paper and pen on the wooden board. Yang Donghu's painting skills were average, and his hand was shaking a little when he held the pen. Zhao Luochuan held his hand from behind and whispered in his ear, "You draw, and I'll help you control the pen."
The carpenter and his son were still watching from the side. Yang Donghu's ears turned red. Business was important, so he suppressed his shyness and gently moved the tip of his pen on the paper.
He drew five or six designs in a row, and the carpenter couldn't help laughing when he took them and looked at them.
Yang Donghu scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly: "My painting is not good, please make do with it."
"It's okay." The carpenter suppressed a laugh. "I can make out the general idea. The details may not be exactly the same as yours, but it should be very similar."
"That's fine. Sorry to bother you, uncle. This is urgent. How many days will it take to be completed?"
The carpenter held up two fingers and said, "Two days. Come and get it in two days."
Anyone who wants to make something custom-made must pay a deposit first. Otherwise, if the buyer changes his mind and the item becomes difficult to sell, the carpenter will suffer heavy losses.
Zhao Luochuan knew his rules, so he gave him the money first and said he would come to pick it up in two days as agreed.
After buying the things, Zhu Cuilan felt relieved. The other things were all small items. If she bought them too early, they would not be good if they were kept for a long time. She would still have time to go to the town and buy them slowly.
When the few people were about to leave, Zhu Cuilan was stopped by the carpenter. He knew that Yang Donghu was Zhao Luochuan's husband, so he asked Zhu Cuilan whether Zhao Fangchu had been engaged to him.
When Zhu Cuilan heard this, she turned her head and looked at the man who was working in the yard. The carpenter's son didn't look very old, about the same age as Zhao Luochuan. He was handsome and his family conditions were acceptable. However, Zhu Cuilan always felt that Zhao Fangchu was still young and wanted to keep him for another year.
She didn't make any final promises to the carpenter. He could keep her for a year, but if she found a good man, she would have to slowly find out. Otherwise, wouldn't she be completely in the dark when she looked for him later?
The carpenter didn't insist on a result. He also knew that his brother had to be cautious in choosing a husband. After all, their two families had connected businesses, so there was no need to worry about not meeting each other in the future.
He politely sent Zhao Luochuan and his group away, and along the way Zhu Cuilan began to seriously consider her brother's marriage.
In front, Zhao Fangchu was chirping around Yang Donghu, talking about something interesting, like a talkative little bird. Such a lively personality would not have been possible without the pampering at home.
Now that Zhao Fangyu's wedding date is getting closer day by day, she only has her brother to worry about. Marrying a wife and marrying a brother are two different things. When Zhu Cuilan thinks that Zhao Fangchu will have to go to someone else's house to do housework in the future, her heart is sour and uncomfortable.
Even though Yang Donghu was not her biological daughter-in-law when she married Zhao Luochuan, she treated Yang Donghu as her own child and treated her the same as Zhao Fangchu. Whatever Zhao Fangchu had, Yang Donghu would also have. She would never ask Yang Donghu to do anything that Zhao Fangchu did not do.
She dared to guarantee that Yang Anjin would be treated the same way when he came in the future, and she would love Yang Anjin as her own child. But would Zhao Fangchu still be so comfortable when he went to someone else's home in the future?
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