Chapter 184 Making a Stool
Tang Zhangyu stared at the golden thread, nervous and expectant. Time passed by, and finally, she saw a black figure coming through the wall.
She took a breath and watched that figure completely appear in her sight. When she saw the other person's face clearly, she burst into tears.
"Grandpa."
Old Chen looked at Tang Zhangyu with a loving face and tears in his eyes, "Xiao Yu."
Tang Zhangyu excitedly rushed over and hugged the thin old man, crying like a child.
She finally saw her grandpa again!
On the second floor, Aunt Zhang wanted to go to the bathroom, but the people next to her were clinging to her like an octopus, making it impossible for her to move.
Aunt Zhang tried her best to pull the man away, but she suppressed her voice and roared, "Fu Yonghui! Get away from me!"
Fu Yonghui Her voice trembled when she spoke, "Daughter-in-law, it's eleven o'clock now, the ghost is coming, I'm scared."
"I'm so scared. I told you that it's okay! Why can't you listen!"
Aunt Zhang is really going to be impressed by Fu Yonghui's bullshit courage. She used to Why didn't I realize that he was so timid?
There was no ghost before, Fu Yonghui felt wronged.
"I know it's okay, but I'm just scared. Wife, I won't be afraid of you if I hold you."
Fu Yonghui hugged Aunt Zhang tightly and was unwilling to let go. , even if he knew that ghosts could not come to their house, he was still afraid, but as long as he held his wife, he was not so afraid.
Aunt Zhang was helpless, "Then I have to go to the toilet, so you have to let me go to the toilet."
"I will follow you, wifey, just hold me and go together."
< br>Aunt Zhang: "...???"
She really wanted to take a photo of his bear-like appearance and send it to the family group for the children to see.
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"Stationmaster, didn't my family come to see me?" Old Man Liu looked at the direction where Old Man Chen was leaving with an envious look on his face. He also wanted to see his grandchildren.
Yang Fan: "No."
"Forget it, it's okay if you don't come, it will cost you 100,000 yuan to see me."
I thought it would cost 100,000 yuan to see me. Old Man Liu was not so envious. As a dead elder, he could not only protect them from safety and wealth, but at least he could not hold them back.
“By the way, webmaster, you can work here to earn spiritual fruits, right?” Old Man Liu began to introduce himself, “I do house decoration, please see what I can do for you. Live? ”
This was the first time that he had gone out to work to earn spiritual fruits, and he didn't know what kind of work Yang Fan could do for him here.
"You are a decorator." Yang Fan became a little interested when she heard that he was a decorator. Wang Dequan was asked to do the overall framework of the B&B hotel, but for the interior decoration, she planned to find a ghost to do it.
Especially looking for old ghosts and old craftsmen who have been dead for many years, so that she can make her house beautiful and unique.
Old man Liu laughed naively, "I am a carpenter and can make some furniture for you."
"If you need to decorate your house, we have a construction team."
Old Liu Tou works with this team to earn ghost coins to support his life in the underworld.
And the team! Yang Fan's eyes lit up immediately. Well, she didn't need to look for them one by one. Old man Liu briefly introduced their construction team to Yang Fan. Their team included plasterers, bricklayers, carpenters who had been dead for hundreds of years, and plumbers who had been dead for a few years. They had a complete range of work types, and each of them had outstanding skills.
Old man Liu praised their team so much that they were all skilled craftsmen.
"Webmaster, we are good at our craftsmanship, so naturally the charge is not cheap," Old Man Liu stopped.
Yang Fan: "How much does it cost?"
It’s natural to pay more if you have better technology.
Old man Liu observed her face and said boldly: "If our team goes to work, we will need at least two bunches of Lingguo grapes a day."
He knows that the fruits outside are all from Yang Fan For now, just two bunches of grapes shouldn’t be too much for him.
But in fact, all the people in their construction team could not get the wages of a bunch of grapes after finishing work on a construction site.
"If you pretend to look good, I'll give you a pound of fruit every day, of any type." "I'll give you a pound every day!" Old Liu wondered if his ears had heard it wrong.
“Yes, I will give you one pound every day, provided that you make it look good for me.”
“No problem, no problem!”
“Then I’ll do it from the beginning. Do you want to start working?" Old man Liu couldn't wait to earn a pound of fruit from working today.
“No rush, my house hasn’t been built yet, please wait for me.”
Yang Fan got up and went to the backyard. Old Man Liu didn't know what she was going to do, so he just waited there.
The little white tiger followed her to the backyard.
Yang Fan looked around the backyard and fixed his gaze on a piece of wood about forty centimeters in diameter.
That’s it.
Others and ghosts in the yard watched her run to the backyard. When she came back, she had a big log in her hands. She held it in her hands with a relaxed expression.
She placed the piece of wood in front of Old Man Liu, and the piece of wood fell to the ground with a dull collision sound. "First, use this piece of wood to make a stool for me."
More and more people are coming to her house now. There are often not enough stools, so I just made a few stools for her and let her see his craftsmanship.
Other people and ghosts came together and formed a circle.
Xiao Lin: "Boss, are you making stools now?"
"Well, he said he is a carpenter. I will let him make two stools first."
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Yang Fan turned around and saw other ghosts, Liang Zishu and Jian Xiangdi watching the fun, and wanted to ask them why they were still here instead of working.
But then she thought that after working for so long, she should give others some time to rest, so she didn’t remind them and just let them watch from the side.
The ghosts who focused on eating melons did not expect that they were so curious about eating melons that they missed the opportunity to work and make money.
"No problem," Old Man Liu agreed, and then asked her, "Do you have any tools?"
"What tools do you want?" Yang Fan asked.
"For saws and axes, you need to separate the wood first."
"Just wait."
Yang Fan turned around and went to the backyard and brought an ax over, "Here, how big do you want it to be? Yes, I’ll chop it.”
It just so happened that she was also learning how to make a stool.
She died too early in her last life, before she learned how to make a stool.
"Just one ax is not enough." Tang Yuanyuan also gave up drawing talismans and came out to join in the fun.
Old man Liu said: "Yes, stationmaster, an ax is not enough."
Not to mention measuring tools, at least a saw, otherwise how can such a thick piece of wood be separated.
He is an ordinary ghost with little power and cannot split wood with his bare hands.
Xiao Jing looked at his palm, his eyes a little eager to try. He wanted to see if he could split the wood.
"It's okay, one ax is enough. You tell me how you want to cut it, and I'll cut it."
Yang Fan held the ax with a very relaxed expression.
"Then...please divide it like this first." He pointed to the middle of the wood and asked Yang Fan to divide it into two halves first.
“Okay.”
Yang Fan walked to the middle and gestured with the ax to find the middle position.
With one strike of the ax, the wood was easily split into two halves.
“……”