Peasant girl farming: I did beauty in ancient times

Chapter 32 Fighting Furniture

Lin Yuehua is good at cooking with seasonings, and the taste is so good that the children can't wait to swallow the whole bowl, but the adults are more reserved and can't help but feel a little anxious to eat.

"Big girl, I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good! I think it's not worse than that iron spoon." Aunt Zhang ate a bite of mutton, and it didn't taste bad at all, and a bite of carrot was full of flavor.

"Auntie, it's your praise." Lin Yuehua treated the guests, and she was also happy when the guests ate happily.

At the dinner table, Lin Yuehua said that she wanted Zhang Chunsheng's brother-in-law to help break the furniture, but Aunt Zhang suggested to find Zhang Youliang, a carpenter in the village, saying that Fang's mouth was so sharp that if she didn't find Zhang Youliang, she could drown people with her spit.

Secondly, Aunt Zhang said that her son-in-law's carpentry skills were not as good as Zhang Youliang's, so Lin Yuehua had no choice but to give up.

"The man Youliang is an honest man with a good handicraft. My aunt is also relieved to ask him to make furniture. Big girl, I will thank you for my family Xia He for your kindness!"

"Auntie, you are too serious! I am very grateful to you."

Zhang Chunsheng's face turned red from the heat of the meal, and he interrupted with a smile: "Mom, you two, don't thank me. If you need help, big girl, come to my house and tell me that I am at home. I will never refuse."

"Okay." Seeing that Zhang Chunsheng's fair cheeks seemed to be smeared with blush, Lin Yuehua pursed her lips and smiled.

Early the next morning, Lin Yuehua went to lie carpenter Zhang Youliang's house.

When Fang saw Lin Yuehua, she felt very guilty, and took a few steps on her hind legs and yelled: "Big girl, I'm wrong on your face, but I've already apologized to you, why are you bothering me again today?" ? You are too unkind."

"If you don't tell me, I forgot, you knocked me out! I can't let it go! I see, your big hen is pretty good!" Lin Yuehua glanced at the hens in the yard, deliberately teasing Fang. .

Fang was like a tornado, Lin Yuehua didn't even see how she caught the chicken in her arms to protect it.

Fang glared at Lin Yuehua: "If you want my rhubarb, don't even think about it!"

"Cluck." The hen screamed miserably, flapping its wings non-stop.

"Pfft!" Lin Yuehua couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I have business with you today. Does your family have Uncle Liang? Are you at home?"

Fang's face was vigilant: "What are you doing?"

"Look for Uncle Liang to make furniture." Lin Yuehua swept the yard, which was filled with all kinds of wood, as well as batches of wooden chairs.

As soon as Fang was overjoyed, a smile immediately filled his face, and he leaned forward and asked, "Really? What are you going to hit, big girl?"

"Make a bed, a table and chairs."

"Master, come out quickly! Break the furniture!" Fang shouted loudly into the house, and Zhang Youliang, who was covered in sawdust, came out of the house.

Zhang Youliang was a tall, dull man in his forties, and when he saw Lin Yuehua, surprise and disbelief were written on his face.

"Big girl, do you want to make furniture at home?"

"Yes, Uncle Liang is said to be skilled in craftsmanship, so he came to you to make furniture. They are all from the same village. Of course, he will be the first one to take care of your business."

Lin Yuehua's face-to-face remarks caused Zhang Youliang to show a simple and honest smile.

Lin Yuehua told her request to build a 1.8-meter bed with two bedside tables like a modern bed, and another set of desks for the two children to read.

Before Lin Yuehua came, he drew a sketch, and while pointing it to Zhang Youliang, he asked: "Uncle Youliang, can this be made?"

"That's no problem, I'll make it for you tomorrow, and I can make it in three days." Zhang Youliang assured, patted his chest, with a confident face.

(End of this chapter)