Rebirth Craftsman

As soon as time passed, it was more than six o'clock in the afternoon.

Seeing that he was hungry, Liu Xing took Xiao Peanut and Qianqian to the Dawei Hotel for dinner after putting the books into his bag.

Tang Tang was also traveling with him, which was arranged at noon.

Because Qianqian is going back to Xiangxi to study, before leaving, she naturally has to invite Qianqian to have a good meal.

However, Tang Tang didn't plan to go back. After she got acquainted with Zhou Yan about the environment of the bamboo stick products workshop, she decided to stay and wait for the New Year to return to the carp village.

This made Liu Xing very gratified. After all, Tang Tang was his wife before he was born again. Although the way he knew each other had changed in this life, he still hoped to continue his forefront and follow the road for the rest of his life.

What only made Liu Xing depressed was that as soon as the food was served, his father called him and said that he was looking for something important at the entrance of the preserved egg breakfast shop and he had to go back.

Liu Xing had no choice but to talk to Tang Tang, Xiao Peanut and Qianqian, and then left the Dawei Hotel to see his father.

The entrance of the preserved egg breakfast shop.

Father'Liu Dageng' was smoking a cigarette. Seeing Liu Xing coming, he quickly threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and greeted him.

"Dad, when did you learn to smoke?" Liu Xing couldn't help asking.

Before he was born again, his father would not smoke.

This did not expect that because of his rebirth, he would smoke cigarettes, which is really unexpected.

"Don't ask about adults!" Liu Dageng took a look at the time: "To make a long story short, our family has been in Qingshi Village's approved homestead for more than a year. Village Chief Chen asked me yesterday and said whether we are building a red brick house. The government is about to take back the homestead, so I will remind you when I have time to find someone to build the red brick house, otherwise there will be no house to live in when I return to Qingshi Village."

"It's not... Dad! You should be responsible for this matter! What is the matter if you leave it to me?" Liu Xing asked back with his hands.

"Don't you have time here at our house? My mother and I are very busy. How can I go back to Qingshi Village to build a red brick house." Liu Dageng said and patted Liu Xing on the shoulder: "This is the decision. I have to go back to the brick factory for a meeting, let’s go first!"

After saying this, Liu Dageng disappeared on the streets of the market without waiting for Liu Xing's consent.

"Is this still my dad?" Liu Xing said helplessly, but then his eyes lit up.

"Who said that red bricks must be used to build a house, this time I don't use red bricks to build it, so dad you drop your chin!" After Liu Xing smiled mysteriously, he turned and walked towards the Dawei Hotel.

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After eating, Qianqian took Ahu's truck back to Xiangxi.

Although it was a big night, Liu Xing knew that there was a Hu, and he was safe on the road, so he was not worried at all.

I wanted to go to the bamboo-shen stick product workshop for the first time to find Zhu Xiuqing about using Nanzhu to build his own house. Who knew that Lin Bao had just returned to the preserved egg breakfast shop and Lin Bao came with the second batch of Lin family members who pulled the bamboo bee stings.

Liu Xing had no choice but to pull out the bamboo bee stings for the Lin family.

This was busy until 11 o'clock in the evening.

This left Liu Xing speechless.

If it weren't for Lin Yaotian's money.

He really wanted to drive these annoying Lin family away.

But it's okay for him to complain in his heart about this idea, but he can't say it in front of the Lin family.

Therefore, he would still do the things that should be done. Seeing that it was very inconvenient to find Zhu Xiuqing late, he went to bed after taking a shower.

Liu Xing got up early the next morning. After eating a bowl of rice noodles with peanuts, he took a large stack of design drawings and went to the bamboo-shen stick product workshop to find Zhu Xiuqing.

Because it was still early, the gate of the bamboo-shen stick products workshop was empty, and there were not many people.

But Zhu Xiuqing is here, holding a broom and focusing on cleaning.

Liu Xing could not help but shook his head when he saw this scene: "Sister, early!"

"Huh? Why are you so early today?" Zhu Xiuqing smiled in a daze.

"I'm looking for you to place an order!" Liu Xing casually sat on a chair beside him.

"Okay! How big is this order, and how much is it worth?" When Zhu Xiuqing heard the word order, he immediately became interested.

"Not much, give my family an order to build a new house!" Liu Xing replied.

"Huh?" Zhu Xiuqing frowned.

"Why... the small order won't be accepted?" Liu Xing couldn't help but smile.

"No, isn't half of this new house made of red bricks? If you use Nanzhu to build, you are not afraid of being laughed at?" Zhu Xiuqing said.

"Who said that red bricks must be used to build a house? Is it regulated by the state or by you?" Liu Xing asked, spreading his hands.

"Is that enough?" Zhu Xiuqing replied awkwardly.

"That's not the end, here! Here are the design drawings of my new house, as well as the drawings for the production of parts!" Liu Xing handed a thick stack of design drawings to Zhu Xiuqing: "There are a lot of new designs inside. Bamboo parts, but they are all simple. I think the craftsmen at the bamboo stick products workshop should be able to make them, so I won't follow the order, you just need to keep an eye on them."

"But this is for my family to use Nanzhu to build a new house, so in terms of paint and handwork, you ask these craftsmen to give snacks, especially for the production of doors and windows. You must follow the design on the drawings. Do you understand?" Liu Seeing that Zhu Xiuqing was listening carefully, he added another sentence at the moment.

"Understood, it's just the unit price of this production. How should I tell the craftsman who produced it?" Zhu Xiuqing took the design drawings in his hand, and after looking at it casually, he asked her doubts.

"Calculate the wages according to the point of work first, and when the big orders come in later, we will make them according to the piece-rate method!" Liu Xing finished speaking, got up and left.

"Wait, this... Will there be a big order for building a new house with Nanzhu?" Zhu Xiuqing caught up in a daze.

"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, just concentrate on doing your own thing!" Liu Xing smiled mysteriously at Zhu Xiuqing.

"Can you tell me a little bit of news first?" Zhu Xiuqing blinked.

"No." Liu Xing speeded up and walked away.

"This guy!" Zhu Xiuqing stomped straight.

But soon a smile appeared on her delicate face.

Because Liu Xing said there was a big order, that would definitely not lie to her.

Just where this big order came from, she was really puzzled.

However, she believed that the answer to this mystery would be revealed soon, and after a smile, she went into the stick products workshop to take care of her.

...

Three days passed in a flash.

After class, Liu Xing did not stay in the Eighth Middle School, but went directly back to the rented house and made a miniature version of the Golden Bean Steamer with Li Hu.

Since it is the first production, it is inevitable to encounter some technical problems.

But these problems are nothing to Liu Xing.

After discussing with Li Hu in detail, they resolved all of them.

After all, his experience decades after his rebirth were not for nothing.

Seeing that Li Hu didn't quite understand the bamboo steamer process in the reduced version of the Golden Bean Steamer, he picked up the stick knife and started to make it himself.

The making of the steamer is very simple for him, a reborn bamboo craftsman.

However, this reduced version of the Golden Bean Steamer has a lot of steamers, reaching 108.

This is completely designed in accordance with Zhang's original golden bean steamer, so it cannot be reduced.

Li Hu saw that Liu Xing's method of breaking the sticks was very proficient, and he couldn't help but be stunned at the moment: "My God! Your technique is better than the old stickman in our village! It takes a long time to achieve this speed, right?"

"Haha...I have inherited the bamboo god's seven-star stripping technique, so it doesn't take long to practice, just understand the key techniques of stripping!" Liu Xing smiled: "This reduced version of the golden bean steamer After you are familiar with the production process, I am afraid that in the future, mass production will be carried out in the bamboo stick products workshop."

"Mass production?" Li Hu scratched his head in confusion.

"I have time to explain the inside story to you in Xiangxi. In a word, in the future, the reduced version of the Golden Bean Steamer produced by our Zhushen Strip Products Workshop will be distributed throughout the country in the form of chain stores, and the reduced version of the Golden Bean Steamer will be made. , Will be the unique work of our bamboo stick products workshop!" Liu Xing put down the stick knife in his hand and explained: "At that time, you will never have to worry about not having work."

"It's good to dare!" Li Hu smiled happily.

"Don't tell other craftsmen about this, even Sister Xiuqing don't disclose it for the time being, understand!" Liu Xing exhorted.

Once leaked, I am afraid that there will be trouble.

And Li Hu is not a person with a big mouth, so it doesn't hurt to talk about it.

Of course, the most important point is that Li Hu is now involved in the production of the reduced version of the Golden Bean Steamer. If you want to conceal it, you can't hide it. So it is better to disclose some information and let Li Hu feel at ease to make the reduced version of the Golden Bean Steamer.

"By the way, when will your wife and mother come to the market?" Liu Xing asked casually.

"The farming work in my family is not finished yet! You didn't know that the public grain paid by my family was beaten back. My daughter-in-law was crying at home for two days before relieving her feelings. This time it is estimated that she is drying rice on the drying farm!" Li Hu smiled. Replied.

"That's it!" Liu Xing followed with a smile, and after watching the time, he focused on making the steamer.

Before 2005, farmers who had land in rural areas had to pay public grain, that is, agricultural tax.

Farmers with more fields will pay more agricultural taxes.

Because of the huge base of farmers, this has created the iron rice bowl profession of collecting public grain.

Before 2005, there were at least 500,000'civil servants' who collected agricultural taxes in the country.

Most of these civil servants were born as farmers, and they knew the peasants' sufferings, so when the public grain was collected, as long as the quality was decent, they would not say much.

However, in some places, civil servants who receive public grain are somewhat wicked. They do not say anything about the peasants, and they deliberately act on the scales of public grain in order to achieve the goal of filling their own pockets.

However, there are still very few such civil servants, and there are only one or two in a province.

And with the abolition of the agricultural tax for all farmers in 2005, the good days of these civil servants who received public grain have come to an end.

Because there is no agricultural tax to collect, what does the country need them for?

For them, there is only one way, and that is to find a way out for laid-off workers.

The situation that Li Hu's wife and mother are encountering now is that they have encountered "civil servants" who are very particular about the quality of public food, but this is actually nothing, because the same thing may happen every day across the country.

As long as you don’t encounter “civil servants” who deliberately make things difficult.

Before he was born again, Liu Xing had encountered such a thing when he went to pay public rations with his parents. Thinking about it now, it seems as if it happened yesterday.

"Huh?" The phone's ringtone rang at this moment, interrupting Liu Xing's thoughts.

He took it out and saw that it was Deng Qi calling him. He hurriedly walked to the rental room and pressed the answer button: "Hey, this is Liu Xing."

Deng Qi: "Are you still in eighth middle school?"

Liu Xing: "Isn't there anything about renting a house near No. 8 Middle School?"

Deng Qi: "I drove Sikonglei and Liu Lao to the market. Can you come back? If there is no car, I will pick you up now."

Liu Xing: "My motorcycle is under the rental house. You don't need to pick me up. I'll be back soon."

Deng Qi: "That's good, I'll wait for you at the preserved egg breakfast shop."

"Well, goodbye!" Liu Xing hung up, and after talking to Li Hu, he rode his motorcycle back to the market.

After all, he knew that Deng Qi brought Liu Lao and Si Kong Lei to the market this time, but it was not only as simple as visiting him, but also needed to find the genius Doctor Zhao to diagnose his condition.

This condition is undoubtedly the bamboo god curse that Liu Lao said.

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