fishing the heavens

Chapter 8 The decoration is complete!

After doing the calculations, Beifeng found that he bought a lot of things, and he was a little bit drumming at the moment.

"It's really troublesome!"

Beifeng scratched his head, feeling a little annoyed.

After tidying up his mood, Beifeng closed the door, and Shi Shi ran out.

"Uncle Xia."

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

"Xiaofeng, when did you come back?"

Xia Zhen, who was concentrating on carving, paused when he heard the words, raised his head and looked at Beifeng in surprise and asked.

"I came back yesterday."

Beifeng replied respectfully.

During his injury period, Xia Zhen did not run around for himself.

"It's good to be back. Now Qingling Mountain has developed, and there are many tourists coming and going. I can earn money in the village."

Xia Zhen patted Beifeng on the shoulder, and said with emotion.

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

Beifeng honestly expressed his thoughts.

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

Xia Zhen patted his chest and asked.

"Uncle Xia, I came here this time just to buy a few sets of tables and chairs. I wonder if there are any in stock?"

Beifeng was not polite and asked directly.

"Of course, Nuo, that's all, there are more, I'll send someone to send them to you later."

Xia Zhen pointed to the stacked tables and chairs inside the shop and said.

"Uncle Xia, I want about four sets of tables and chairs, how much is it?"

Beifeng thought for a while, two sets were still too little, four sets should be about the same.

"Hey, you kid, what money is there for you to mention? It's just some broken wood, which is worthless."

Xia really watched Beifeng grow up, and he already regarded Beifeng as his nephew in his heart, how could he collect money.

"Uncle Xia, if you don't take money, then I won't take it either."

Beifeng said firmly.

Xia Zhen's life is also difficult. There are two children in the family, one is in college and the other is in high school. It is the time when money is needed.

Beifeng didn't want to take advantage of these either.

"You kid, you're really as stubborn as your grandfather. Let me give you 500 yuan for a set."

Xia Zhen smiled wryly, and said a super low price.

"Uncle Xia, is it more than this price?"

Beifeng is not easy to be fooled. After going over to look at the materials of the tables and chairs, he looked at Xia Zhen with a half-smile and said.

"This material is a rain tree. The one with a diameter of more than [-] centimeters will cost about [-] cubic meters, right? Even if it is smaller, it will cost [-] cubic meters, plus labor costs. If it is so cheap, it will be calculated by Uncle Xia." You have to close the door!"

Beifeng joked with a smirk on his face, then put down the 8000 yuan and left without giving Xia Zhen a chance to speak again.

"This kid, how do you know the market so well?"

Xia Zhen said with a depressed face.

Xia Zhen doesn't know, what work hasn't Beifeng done in the past two years?
It was done in a furniture store back then, and Beifeng knew a little about these mid-to-low-end woods.

After Beifeng left the store, he rushed to the county without stopping to buy other decorations.

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

Then I dragged a lot of things back to the house. These things are not expensive, but it takes a lot of time to find them, because the one in the east and the one in the west.

In the end, I found a company that made sand curtains and screens, and came to conduct field inspections.

In just one afternoon, Beifeng's pocket shrank by half!
"It hasn't happened yet, so much money has been spent to go out."

Beifeng felt a little distressed. The main things were the screen, the sand curtain, a few sets of tea sets, and tables and chairs.

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

Time slipped away amidst the busyness of the north wind, and the sky darkened in a blink of an eye.

Beifeng also wiped the dust off his body, and came to the kitchen, ready to cook.

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

Beifeng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, staring at the fat fish and thinking.

Then without hesitation, he took a knife and shaved off a large piece of fish.

The flesh of the fish is bright red, and there are white streaks in the middle that are not known to be fat or meridians.

Beifeng made a fish fillet soup and fried a piece of fish fillet. During the cooking process, the smell went straight to Beifeng's nostrils.

Stir-frying in a large pot is very fast, and Beifeng thinks that the dishes cooked in a large pot will taste better than those cooked in a small pot!

Soon three dishes were placed on the table. The fish fillet soup was milky white, and a few large sauerkraut leaves floated on top of the soup, making people move their index fingers.

The fried fish steaks also look very good, both sides are fried golden and crispy, and they are steaming.

"good to eat!"

Beifeng took a piece of fish fillet and put it in his mouth, his eyes lit up immediately.

The fragrant and delicious air spreads and twists, lingering around the nose, making people mouth-watering. Smell the fragrance, refresh the mind; pay for the meat, the aftertaste is endless, how can the word "fragrant" be so good!

Beifeng put his head down and ate without saying a word. Beifeng rolled his eyes when he saw the remaining dishes, he really couldn't eat any more!

After tidying up the pots and pans, Beifeng lay on the bed, watching a blind date show, but his mind was thinking about other things.

"First of all, you have to be famous, and only after you are famous will people come to the door."

Beifeng thought silently, sometimes the smell of wine is afraid of deep alleys, but no matter how deep the alleys are after fame is established.

"Maybe so!"

Beifeng thought hard about how to become famous, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he thought of a good way.

What could be more publicity than the richest man in Qingcheng coming here to eat? !
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.

However, these have to wait for the room to be decorated before they can be implemented.

Beifeng watched TV for a while, then fell into a dream.

The next day, Beifeng started to get busy, arranging the decorations he bought, and discussing the styles with the merchants who made the sand curtains.

"so tired!"

Beifeng sent away a large number of merchants who were lying on their chairs and didn't want to move, they were so busy that they didn't know what to do.

The things are not big, but they are too cumbersome, and Beifeng needs to check everything by himself.

Beifeng lay down for a while, and took a purple bamboo fishing rod to the edge of the ancient well to fish.

I don't know whether it was the wrong choice of bait or Beifeng's bad luck. Until the dark light hole closed automatically, Beifeng didn't get anything.

"A fishing opportunity wasted."

Beifeng is a little depressed, this is money in Beifeng's eyes.

Beifeng failed to catch anything for three consecutive days, so he couldn't help but wonder, could it be that he ran out of luck in the first two times?

On the contrary, the decoration of the room has been completed, and upon entering the door, you can see the hollow mahogany door carved with complex and elegant patterns, exuding a delicate and graceful temperament everywhere.

Gently pushing the door open, what came into view was an exquisite triangular table, covered with fine brocade, and a set of exquisite tea sets waiting quietly.

A screen divides the room into two halves, and beyond the screen is a gauze curtain.

A set of light brown antique tables are placed inside, and several ink paintings hang on the wall.

It makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally when they look at it, as if they have returned to ancient times across time.

(End of this chapter)