"We have two hatchets, and Captain Han should have one too. It's right there on the firewood pile. Just go get it yourself."
Living in a mountain village, you can’t live without a hatchet.
"Okay, then you guys continue cooking. I won't disturb your world of two."
Yang Baiyi teased and turned to leave the kitchen.
After Han Fei finished his meal, he took Yang Baiyi and the others to Carpenter Chen's house.
When going out, Yang Baiyi picked up her handbag.
"Comrade Baiyi, aren't we looking for Carpenter Chen to make furniture? What are you doing with that bag?"
Cui Jinfa asked doubtfully.
"After we come out from Carpenter Chen's place, we'll go straight up the mountain to chop firewood. The things inside might be useful."
Yang Baiyi said in an enigmatic manner.
Chen Mutou is in his early fifties. When Yang Baiyi and others went there, Chen Mutou was making furniture in the yard with his three sons.
"Uncle Mu, I brought you a big client today."
As soon as he entered the yard, Han Fei shouted loudly.
"It's Han Zhiqing, are these all new educated youth? What do you need to prepare?"
Chen Mutou stopped what he was doing.
"Uncle Mu, we want to make a few sets of tables, chairs and benches, and eleven large boxes."
While having breakfast, everyone said they wanted to break into a box. Yang Baiyi needed a box as cover to get something from the space, so he planned to break into two.
"Okay, that's easy. Do you want a high or low table? And what kind of benches do you want?"
For carpenters, tables, chairs and benches are entry-level items and are truly not difficult to make.
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