Rebirth Craftsman

"Yeah! You blame me. Who said that making bamboo mats is profitable and the process is simple. If it weren't for you, I would have a stalemate with Liu Xing, the little God of Wealth?" Zhang Yan He sternly replied, the gesticulate manner, it was obvious that he wanted to quarrel and vent the depression in his heart these days.

However, Geng Laolin didn't want to fight with Zhang Yan at all, because he knew that he couldn't be noisy. After a cold snort, he lowered his head and smoked silently, letting Zhang Yan say anything from the side, he didn't make a noise.

This was his way to deal with Zhang Yan, and it was also a silent protest.

If it weren’t for Zhang Yan’s means of making money these years, he really wanted to get away from it, because Zhang Yan was a very strong woman. When he was just married, his family only had tens of thousands of capital, but at that time it was I had a great time.

There are even endless topics to talk with Zhang Yan.

But with the opening of Limin Department Store, such days are gone.

In his life, there is only money. It seems that Zhang Yan can ignore everything in order to make money. He can disregard the children, and even the parents can be disrespectful. Until now... even he almost looks down on him.

If this goes on, he knows that problems will occur sooner or later.

But if a slap doesn't sound, he is also wrong.

Shouldn't give up all the rights in the family, now it is better, all the good ones belong to Zhang Yan, and all the bad ones belong to him.

Who knows the suffering, I'm afraid only he knows.

Thinking of this, Geng Laolin threw away his cigarette butts and was about to go out to breathe. The craftsman Lao Zhao, who worked in the Lao Lin Zhuan workshop, came to look for their husband and wife with diligence.

"Talk about something!" Zhang Yan was so angry that she naturally didn't have a good temper with this old Zhao.

Of course, this old Zhao is also an honest person in the old Lin Zhuan workshop, and anyone can show him his face, so Zhang Yan is not afraid that old Zhao will push his nose.

However, today this old Zhao told Zhang Yan what surprised Zhang Yan, that is, asking for a salary increase, not meeting the three yuan a day's wages.

The reason why I proposed it at this time was because I saw the recruitment notice of Liu Xingzhu's workshop. Of course, it was more because Zhang Yan was not authentic.

When giving money to other craftsmanship, it is usually ten yuan, or twenty yuan a day, but he, an old man in the old Lin Zhuan workshop, only has three yuan a day.

This is not because of his poor craftsmanship, but Zhang Yan is very good at squeezing people’s character. If you look at people honestly, she will pay a lot less. On the contrary, the wages are much higher. This is no secret in the old Lin Zhuan workshop. , But strangely, no one made any sense.

But now the situation is different. Liu Xing clearly bids 50 yuan a day to hire people. If he doesn't ask Zhang Yan to raise his salary, when will he wait?

Everything was going up in 1994. If his three dollars a day's wages don't go up, then his family really won't be able to survive.

However, after Zhang Yan understood Lao Zhao's thoughts, the first sentence was to get out.

Call out how far Zhao is going, don't bother him at this time.

Seeing that Zhang Yan had been completely offended by Old Zhao, he straightened his waist and said, "It's okay if you want me to get out. I have been working in the old Linzhu workshop for 29 days. If you pay off, I will get out. I'm not going anywhere."

"Oh! You're still sideways with me, believe it or not, I'm sucked to death!" Zhang Yan rolled up her sleeves, her angry look, obviously not joking.

Geng Laolin on the side really couldn't stand it anymore. He stared at Zhang Yan and roared, "Enough! People want faces and trees want bark. When you used to work in my house, what would happen to you if I demanded your salary? Don’t know what your last name is if you don’t have money."

This is the first time Geng Laolin has lost his temper to Zhang Yan, and it is also the most severe. Although Zhang Yan is used to being arrogant, but this time, she was frustrated. After shrinking her neck in shock, she had to bring her with her. Zhao went to settle the wages.

Just before Lao Zhao left, he also deducted the so-called bed fee of ten yuan.

Geng Laolin didn’t know about this, nor did he know that Zhang Yan was picking up like this now. He came back from receiving customers from the outside at four o’clock in the afternoon, only to find that there was something wrong with Lao Lin’s product workshop, except for the aunt who cleaned at the gate. There is no one empty.

"What's the matter?" Geng Laolin knew that something was wrong, so he hurried to the office to find Zhang Yan and asked about the situation of Lao Lin's product workshop.

Who knew that Zhang Yan asked three questions, he thought Geng Laolin was joking.

I didn't know the seriousness of the matter until I saw the empty scene at the old Linzhu workshop.

"Where are the people doing things here?" Zhang Yan asked the aunt who was cleaning the house with a sad face after she recovered.

Now Lao Linzhu's workshop cannot be unattended, because she has signed contracts for the sale of bamboo mats with many non-local bosses. If this cannot be delivered on time, the loss will be great.

"I don't know the specifics. It seems that the old Zhao took everyone away. The old Zhao said that you have a harsh salary. You can only pay less than 80 yuan for a month. It's a lie!" Auntie Sweeper replied truthfully in a daze.

"This damn old Zhao!!!" Zhang Yan gritted her teeth angrily.

"Enough! You are still embarrassed to scold Lao Zhao. At this time, you shouldn't reflect on it. Why do you need to be harsh on the salary of Lao Zhao?" Geng Laolin shouted angrily.

"I...I..." Zhang Yan wanted to yell at Geng Laolin, but she didn't know why, she couldn't say what she got stuck in her throat.

But she soon understood what was going on, because what she did to Lao Zhao was really unreasonable, and she didn't have the courage to refute it.

He really didn't think that this honest old Zhao actually swayed her fiercely in the end. If he wanted to fight back, he couldn't even start.

"Oh! I'm so faceless at this market. I'll go back later. As for the old Lin Zhuan workshop, you can figure it out by yourself. I don't care if you close the door or continue business, and I can't control it!" Geng After a light sigh, Lao Lin got into the car parked on the side of the road and disappeared into the street of the market with a kick of the accelerator.

"Lao Lin..." Zhang Yan chased after her, and finally couldn't help but burst into tears at this moment.

But what happened? The relationship between her and Geng Laolin was cracked, and I was afraid that it would never be repaired.

...

Around four o'clock.

Liu Xing came back from school on a motorcycle.

After sending Xiao Peanut to the backyard of the preserved egg breakfast shop, he went to the stick product workshop. There was no alternative. This time he asked Zhu Xiuqing to post a high-paying recruitment notice, and he recruited many people with very good craftsmanship.

According to Zhu Xiuqing's meaning, that is to really keep these craftsmen, after all, even fifty yuan a day's wages are not high, but I am afraid that Liu Xing said, so I can only let Liu Xing come to the stick products. Workshop.

At the bamboo products workshop, there was a bustling crowd at the gate, and at least hundreds of people were talking around Zhu Xiuqing.

Liu Xing couldn't help shaking his head when he saw this scene. After pushing away the passers-by who was in front of him, he walked straight to Zhu Xiuqing's side: "Sister, who do you think are good at crafts?"

"Just him, there are a few more!" Zhu Xiuqing pointed out.

Liu Xing saw that the first one was a black-faced outsider with a big axe.

This black-faced foreigner has a beard, a sturdy back, and a height of at least 1.8 meters. However, the clothes on his body are in tatters. At first glance, he knew that he was wandering to the market from outside.

As for the other people, they all wore the same linen Tsing Yi, carrying an odd-shaped tool bag on their backs. They seemed to be ethnic minorities, but Liu Xing couldn't tell which ethnicity they were.

However, he knew that these people were not simple.

Because of the position of their hands, they have a thick callus.

This is not something that can happen in one or two days, but a feature that can only be achieved through years of labor.

Seeing these people staring at him, he sneered at the moment: "Everyone is quiet. Originally, this recruitment needs to be done step by step, but my sister said that today there are a few very good craftsmen applying for the job, so I Just come over and try their craft."

"Who will come first?" Liu Xing glanced at everyone.

"I'm coming!" The black face outsider stood up.

"Okay! What craft do you know?" Liu Xing smiled.

"I know most of the carpenter's craftsmanship, and I can make coffins!" the black face outsider replied.

As soon as this was said, everyone around couldn’t help but laugh, but was quickly stared back by the black-faced outsider. After all, this black-faced outsider exuded a domineering aura, not any one. Ordinary people can have it.

Liu Xing was not scared. He took out a two-meter-long cedar with a waist circumference of about 15 cm from the bamboo products workshop behind him and handed it to the black-faced outsider: "I want you to be within ten minutes. Can this cedar be cut into ten percent squares to meet the requirements of'clear water squares'?"

Fresh water recipe.

It is a term for woodworking.

Most people simply don't understand.

It means to split a Chinese fir with an axe into a square square material on all sides. This square material does not need to be processed by a woodworking planer to meet the requirements of use.

Don't look at the simplicity of this statement, but if you don't have three to five years of carpentry foundation, I'm afraid you can't even hold an axe.

Who knows that the black-faced outsider actually took the fir with a smile, then took the big axe off his back, swiped it, and chopped it up.

With a few clicks, the two-meter-long fir was cut into a flat surface on one side.

As we all know, the texture of fir is very loose and easy to process.

But even so, it can't be processed casually with a big axe.

And the most important point is that it is impossible to process very straight.

This requires high technology.

However, under the axe of the black face outsider.

It's as simple as eating and drinking.

With the rapid swing of the big axe, the two-meter-long cedar was not only cut into a plane on all sides, but it was also not generally straight. You can even find it with sharp eyes. There is no trace of the big axe on the plane of the cedar. , This is not what ordinary carpenters can do, but a craft that only master-level carpenters can have.

Liu Xing looked slightly surprised when he saw that the black-faced outsider was looking for someone to get a tape measure, and to measure the size of the processed cedar material, and immediately said: "No need to find the tape measure, you have passed My assessment has been completed, and if possible, I can come to work in my stick products workshop tomorrow."

"What about the wages?" The black-faced outsider put away his sharp axe and looked at Liu Xing earnestly.

"Fifty per day, including food and housing. When you are familiar with the work of the bamboo products workshop, I will adjust your salary to ensure that you are not less than one hundred yuan a day!" Liu Xing knew that this black-faced outsider was a straightforward People who are not shy about the treatment of the stick products workshop now.

"What if you lie to me?" said the black face outsider.

"Haha..." Liu Xing did not directly answer the black-faced outsider, but asked the tall man on the side to take out a pile of broken sticks, and in front of everyone, he used the seven-star broken sticks technique to weave the golden gift basket.

The weaving speed of this gold gift basket is very fast.

When it's almost there, ordinary people can't keep up with the speed of knitting without blinking.

Although the black-faced foreigners do not understand the craftsmanship of the bamboo craftsman, they know that Liu Xing’s hands are not simple, at least not that he can see through the five-big and three-thick man. With the passage of time, the golden gift basket gradually took shape. His eyes widened slowly, and his breathing began to rush.

Other people around were also standing there dare to make a sound, staring blankly at Liu Xing’s increasingly exquisite gold gift basket, many people even sighed in their hearts, if they also had such a pair of skillful hands, then I'm afraid there is no need to worry about making money at all.

What Liu Xing wanted was this effect. After he finished weaving the gold gift basket, he handed it to a black-faced outsider: "Do you know how much its unit price can sell during the Chinese New Year last year?"

The black face outsider shook his head.

Liu Xing said: "I originally priced it at ten yuan a piece, but then the supply fell short of demand, and the price increased and sold it to 20 yuan a piece. As for the merchants, they sold it for 50 yuan a piece, and the city even sold it for 100 yuan. One. I have the ability to make money like this now, do you think I will lie to you for that dozens of dollars a day?"

The black-faced foreigner nodded slowly: "I understand, your words convince me, but I still have a small request, no! It is a request! I wandered here from a foreign land, if I go to work tomorrow, I'm afraid There is no place to live, so..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Xing was interrupted by Liu Xing: "Then you can go to the place where you live with Xiuqing and rest now! If you have time, you can get familiar with the environment of my bamboo products workshop!"

"Sister Xiuqing!" Liu Xing shouted.

"Here!" Zhu Xiuqing responded happily.

"Take this... by the way! I don't know your name yet!" Liu Xing looked at the black-faced outsider.

"Li Hu, from Jizhou!" The black-faced outsider replied with a smile.

"My name is Liu Xing, let's go to live with Sister Xiuqing!" Liu Xing followed with a smile.

"Okay!" Li Hulian nodded, and under Zhu Xiuqing's leadership, he left the stick products workshop.

The craftsmen around who were about to apply for a job saw this scene, and they were all envious to death. Seeing that the sky was still dark, they quickly surrounded Liu Xing to apply.