MTL - Fishing the Myriad Heavens-Chapter 8 Renovation is complete!

Beifeng calculated this and found that there are a lot of things to buy, and some drums are playing now.

"It's really troublesome!"

Beifeng scratched his head and felt a little bored.

I cleared my mood, Beifeng closed the door, and Shi Shiran went out.

"Uncle Xia."

I came to a carpenter's shop on the street of the village, and Beifeng looked at the middle-aged man who was carving some baubles softly.

"Xiaofeng, when did you come back?"

Xia Zhen, who was concentrating on carving, heard a word, raised her head and looked at Beifeng in surprise.

"I came back yesterday."

Beifeng replied respectfully.

期间 During his injury, Xia Zhen did not run away for himself.

"It's okay to come back. Now that Qingling Mountain has developed, there are many tourists coming and going, and you can make money in the village yourself."

Xia Zhenzhen patted Beifeng's shoulder and said with emotion.

"Well, I think so too, so I don't plan to leave, so I'm going to use the old house for a farmhouse or something."

Beifeng honestly expressed his thoughts.

"Well, is there anything else I can help you with? Tell Uncle Xia."

Wu Xiazhen patted his chest and asked.

"Uncle Xia, I just came here to buy a few sets of tables and chairs. I wonder if there is any spot available?"

Beifeng asked directly.

"Of course there is, promise, that's all, there are more, wait for me to send you over."

Xia Zhen pointed at the tables and chairs stacked inside the shop.

"Uncle Xia, I probably have four sets of tables and chairs. I don't know how much together?"

Beifeng thought about it, two sets are still too few, and four sets should be almost the same.

"Hey, you child, what else do you think is money? It's broken wood, not worth it."

Xia Xia really grew up watching Beifeng, and she had long regarded Beifeng as her own nephew. How could she collect money?

"Uncle Xia, if you don't collect money, I won't ask for it."

Beifeng said resolutely.

Xia Xia really had a hard time. There were two children in the family, one in college and one in high school, when money was needed.

Beifeng does not want to take advantage of these.

"Your child, is really as embarrassing as your grandpa. Give 500 yuan for one set."

Yu Xia really smiled bitterly and said an ultra low price.

"Uncle Xia, more than this price, right?"

Beifeng can't be confused. After walking over and looking at the material of the tables and chairs, he looked at Xia Zhen with a smile.

"This material is a rain tree. If it is more than 80 centimeters in diameter, it will cost about 3,000 cubic meters. Even smaller ones will cost 1,451 cubic meters. In addition to the labor costs, if it is so cheap, count Uncle Xia You have to close the door! "

Bei Beifeng joked with a smirk on his face, then left 8,000 yuan and left, not giving Xia Zhen a chance to speak again.

"How do you know the market this way, boy?"

Xi Xiazhen said with a look of depression.

But Xia Zhen really did not know, what work has Beifeng not done in the past two years?

I did it in a furniture store at the beginning. For these low-end timbers, Beifeng still knows a little about them.

After the Beifeng exited the store, he hurried to the county town to buy other decorations.

The decorations are some antique-looking items, such as ink paintings, vases and the like.

Then dragged a lot of things back to the house, these things are not expensive, but it takes time to find them, because of the East and West.

In the end, I found a family to make sand screens and screens, and came to the site for investigation.

In just one afternoon, Beifeng's waist bag has shrunk by half!

"It hasn't happened yet, so I spent so much money out."

Beifeng is distressed. The main ones are screens, curtains, tea sets, tables and chairs.

The rest is nothing, and it doesn't add up.

In a hurry, the north wind slipped away, and the sky was dark in a blink of an eye.

Beifeng wiped the dust off his body and came to the kitchen to prepare for cooking.

"This chicken tastes so good, shouldn't this fish taste bad?"

Bei Bei swallowed a sip of water and thought of staring at the fat fish.

He then did not hesitate and shaved a large piece of fish with the knife.

The carp meat is bright red with white lines in the middle that are not known to be fat or meridian.

Beifeng made a fish fillet soup and fried a fish fillet. During the cooking process, a scent of perfume went straight to the nostrils of Beifeng.

The wok is very fast, and Beifeng thinks that the food cooked in the big pot will taste better than the fried food in the small pot!

I soon put three dishes on the table. The fish fillet soup was milky white, and a few large sauerkraut leaves floated on the soup, making people look at their index fingers.

The fried fish steak was also very good looking, golden and crispy fried on both sides, with a tinge of heat.

"good to eat!"

Beifeng clamped a fish fillet into his mouth, his eyes flashed.

The scent of fragrant incense spreads round and round, lingering on the nose, making it mouth-watering. Smell its fragrance, feel refreshed; make up for its flesh, endless aftertaste, what a "fragrant" word!

Beifeng eat without saying anything, watching the remaining vegetables Beifeng rolled his eyes, really can not eat it!

Packed the pots and pans, Beifeng was lying on the bed, watching a blind date show, but thinking about other things.

"First of all, you have to make a name for yourself. No one will come to the door until you are famous."

Beifeng thought silently, sometimes Jiuxiang was also afraid of the alleys, but the alleys deep after the fame went out were not afraid.

"Maybe so!"

Beifeng was thinking hard about how to make a name, and suddenly his eyes lighted up, thinking of a good way ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ What could be more propaganda than the richest man in Qingcheng who came to eat here? !!

绝 Most of the friends of rich people are rich people. As long as Wang Jian is satisfied, his friends will not be hard to come by.

However, these will not be implemented until the room is renovated.

Bei Beifeng watched the TV for a while and fell into a dream.

The next day, Beifeng started to get busy. He had to decorate the decorations he bought and discuss the style with the merchant who made the curtain.

"so tired!"

Beifeng sent away the merchants who had measured the area, lying on a chair, not wanting to move.

Things are not big, it's too complicated, and no matter how big or small it is, Beifeng needs to take care of himself.

Beifeng lay down for a while and took a purple bamboo fishing rod to go fishing near the ancient well.

I do n’t know if the bait was wrong or the north wind was unlucky. Until the dark light hole closed automatically, the north wind did not gain anything.

"A waste of fishing opportunities."

The north wind is a bit depressed, which is money in the eyes of the north wind.

I haven't been able to fish anything for three days in the north wind. I can't help wondering, did you run out of luck the previous two times?

It seems that the decoration of the room has been completed. When you enter the door, you can see the complicated and elegant patterns carved on the hollow mahogany door, showing a delicate and gentle temperament everywhere.

推 Gently opened the door. A delicate triangle table came into view, and a fine set of tea set stood quietly.

A screen divides the room into two halves. There is a screen of curtain across the screen.

A set of antique tables in light brown is placed inside, and there are several ink paintings hanging on the wall.

When you look at it, you feel comfortable physically and mentally, as if you have gone back in time to ancient times.