Chapter 195: Carpenter Apprentice Zhang An
Zhang Tiefeng went out for a run in a hurry, and when he came back he already had a circle of leather dolls with him.
Usually they don’t have much entertainment. After dinner in the evening, they mostly play hide-and-seek and hide-and-seek.
When I found out that there was a TV show today, everyone came running after Zhang Tie.
At this moment, in the lobby of Zhang An's house, old and young, old and young, were sitting in a large circle.
The stools in Zhang An’s house are all high stools. Many people come and bring their own small stools.
Fortunately, after Zhang An came back, he put the TV downstairs instead of in the living room upstairs, otherwise there would be no room for so many people.
The lobby downstairs of Zhang An's house is very spacious. It can usually hold several tables for people, but it came in handy today.
Before Li Hongbin’s family moved here, not everyone in the village had a TV.
But only a few families have them, and they all have old-fashioned black and white square heads.
After Li Hongbin's family moved here, the first large color TV set appeared in the village.
And those children who usually play with Zhang Tie can naturally play with Li Yao.
So when Li Yao’s family usually comes over, everyone will sit in their house and watch TV.
But that’s what babies of this age are like. Once the TV is on, they won’t leave until you turn it off.
Zhou Lan turned off the TV early before, and a few adults said she was very stingy.
Zhou Lan could only let them continue watching, and would put on the TV until late every night before driving them back to bed.
But even so, some people are still complaining.
Zhou Lan’s family keeps the TV on for so long every day that the children at home don’t even do their homework after school.
I lost my schoolbag when I got home. I went to Li Yao's house and sat there for a long time. Now I just watch TV.
However, such ungrateful people are in the minority after all. Fortunately, the vast majority of people in the village are normal people.
As soon as he said this, he was attacked by a group of women in the village.
Zhou Lan’s family spent so much money to buy a TV, and they usually paid for the electricity to show it to the children, so they would confiscate every penny of the electricity bill.
There are so many children making noises at other people’s houses every day, but they don’t even say they are bothered. How can they have the nerve to complain to others?
I don’t have much ability, so I can’t control my children but I still complain about this and that.
After being scolded by a fellow neighbor in the village, that person may have felt that he said something wrong and quickly apologized to Zhou Lan.
Originally Zhou Lan was very angry after hearing this, but when she saw so many people speaking for her, she became less angry.
But after returning home, Li Yao was given a rule that after finishing his homework every day, he could only watch TV for an hour after eating.
Now Zhou Lan doesn’t think about anything anymore. Some people are dissatisfied no matter what he does.
This is still my own home. I don’t care what others think, just do whatever you like.
If Zhou Lan had set rules for Li Yao like this before, he would probably have started crying and rolling around.
Because in the past, Zhou Lan had to surrender whenever he cried, and Zhou Lan was reluctant to beat him.
But now he no longer dares, because now Zhou Lan will really hit him.
Especially the thin bamboo strips, which can’t be beaten after being beaten so many times.
Even if his grandparents were there, the old couple would still treasure him some time ago.
But it doesn’t work now. When Zhou Lan beats him, his grandparents will go out.
Wait until the fight is over before coming back, out of sight, out of mind.
So Li Yao is pretty damn scared right now. He won’t turn on the TV even if he says it’s not allowed, and just does his homework honestly.
After 7:30, the news broadcast has ended, and it is time to go to the local news network.
But even so, everyone still watched it with gusto.
But Zhang An couldn't stand it anymore, so he went out to Carpenter Lin's house while they were watching TV.
Zhou Yang's family is building a house, and Carpenter Lin took over their work some time ago.
After dinner this evening, I was still picking up wood.
“Zhang An is here.”
Watching Zhang An enter the house, Carpenter Lin put down the ink fountain in his hand.
"The carpenter uncle is still working. It's already night, so he should rest."
In their main room, there are pieces of cut wood placed everywhere.
Every square board has been pushed smooth and flat by him with a pusher.
These woods are used to make doors, windows and furniture for Zhou Yang's home. This time, he took on a lot of work.
The Zhou Yang family is not in a hurry, and Carpenter Lin’s craftsmanship is considered to be the best among the nearby generation of carpenters, so they leave everything to him.
“There’s nothing wrong anyway, so I’ll just draw the ink line first. It won’t take much effort. I’ll have to do the surgery tomorrow.”
Zhang An walked around the main room and found that most of the items on display were catalpa wood.
In the village, everyone uses catalpa wood to make furniture.
Because catalpa wood is not easy to crack and deform, it is the most commonly used type of furniture.
"Uncle Carpenter, I came here to ask you to help make a cabinet for the TV."
After Zhang An and Carpenter Lin sat down, they went straight to the topic.
“Your family has bought a TV. This is a good thing. However, I have never made a TV cabinet, so I’m afraid it won’t look good.”
After Lin Carpenter became an apprentice, he learned from his master. It's all traditional furniture.
No one had come to him for a new model like a TV cabinet, and he was a little worried that he wouldn't be able to do it well.
“What’s wrong with this? Uncle Carpenter Qi’s craftsmanship is so detailed, how can it not look good?”
Zhang An knew what Carpenter Lin meant, he I'm not worried about the roughness of my work, but I'm worried that the result will not look good.
This is not a problem at all. Although Zhang An doesn't know how to make it, he has seen many TV cabinets.
"Uncle Carpenter, bring me some paper and I will draw a pattern for you. You can see how it goes."
As soon as Lin Carpenter heard Zhang An calling him, he took it from home An exercise book came out and a pencil came out.
Zhang An drew a style that he thought was good-looking and practical.
The cabinet itself is square, but there are two cabinet doors and drawers on the left and right sides.
The top in the middle is where the TV is placed, and the lower level is hollowed out for the DVD player.
There is a large drawer at the bottom, which can be used to store discs or other things.
“Hey, this cabinet looks good.”
Although Zhang An’s technique is not good, the painting is crooked.
But laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the door.
Although Zhang An's painting is crooked, people can't tell what it is.
But Carpenter Lin could understand it, so he picked up the pen and drew another one next to it.
“That’s right, that’s what it looks like.”
Not to mention, the carpenter is dozens of years old, and the lines are just like those drawn with a ruler.
No wonder the lines carved out by others with a carving knife are just right. This technique is accurate.
Zhang An looked at what the carpenter uncle had drawn, and then looked at his chicken scratch. They looked like they were two different things.
"By the way, uncle carpenter, make a circular groove here."
Zhang An took a pen and added a stroke on the pattern drawn by the carpenter uncle.
"In this case, you can pull the lower thread out of this hole."
Carpenter Lin nodded after looking at it. He found that he only needed to open such a small hole and use It seems to be much more convenient. "Zhang An, why don't you learn carpentry from me? I think you are very suitable."
In Lin Carpenter's eyes, Zhang An has something in his head, has great strength and good eyesight, and is a good carpenter.
The last time Zhang An’s family made furniture, Zhang An drew a picture of a bookshelf for him.
It looks much better than the old-fashioned bookcase and uses less materials.
Zhang An naturally would not refuse this. Carpenter Lin even spoke up and said he was willing to teach him. How could he refuse?
Anyway, Zhang An has a lot of time now, so it’s not a bad thing to learn more skills. After all, having many skills is not a burden.
So Zhang An, who was originally a farmer and a hunter as a secondary job, now has the identity of a carpenter apprentice.
If it were someone else instead of Zhang An today, Carpenter Lin would not have said this at all.
Although he is only in his forties now, he has good skills and there are many people from all over the country who want to be his apprentice.
As long as you spread the word, a bunch of people will come to your door tomorrow to become a disciple.
But now there are too many people in the village who want to have a good relationship with Zhang Anla.
Carpenter Lin originally had a good relationship with Zhang An's family, so Carpenter Lin thought about it and simply used this method to make friends with Zhang An. It would be right to get along well with Zhang An.
Because these days, it’s really not that easy to find someone to learn some traditional crafts.
For some old-fashioned masters, you have to give them something as a gift.
Besides, the name of the master and apprentice who teaches the craft is more reliable than giving other things.
I didn’t see that Huang Laoer taught Zhang An how to make a trap, and now Zhang An thinks about him whenever anything good happens.
Since Carpenter Lin wanted to teach Zhang An how to do carpentry, he started to teach him some basic things now.
There is an old saying that takes three years to become an apprentice, five and a half years to become a master, and seven years to become a master.
This sentence is talking about carpenters, when many people start as carpenter apprentices.
You have to do odd jobs for the master first, and then the master feels that it is enough, and then starts to teach you some basic things.
This is how Lin Carpenter came here when he went to study art.
However, Carpenter Lin was not so demanding about Zhang An. He immediately told him how to use some tools and what to pay attention to.
While he was talking, he picked up some scrap materials in the main room and gave Zhang An some practice skills.
Since returning, Zhang An feels that his brain has improved a lot.
In addition, he listened carefully and had some contact with them on a daily basis.
So Zhang An can master the basic skills mentioned by Carpenter Lin.
Looking at Zhang An's nimble hands and feet, and his ability to talk about anything, Lin Carpenter couldn't hide the smile on his face.
The two of them talked until very late before Zhang An came out of their house.
Knowing that Zhang An usually had something to do, Lin Carpenter didn’t ask Zhang An to report to him every day.
Anyway, it depends on Zhang An himself. When he has time, he can go whenever he wants and ask him for advice.
When Zhang An returned home, he originally thought that there would be many people watching TV.
But after going back, I found that everyone in the house had already gone back to their homes.
It turned out that Wang Fang felt that the TV was too hot, so after playing two episodes of the TV series, she turned off the TV.
This is good. We can have fun every day without delaying our sleep at night.
Back in the room, Zhang An first went to the space to see a few Davidia trees.
After more than half a year has passed, each of the involucrata trees that Zhang An planted in the space has grown strong and tall.
They are the best wood for making furniture. Compared with catalpa wood, they are not only more durable and less prone to deformation, but also lighter in texture.
Now, the Davidia trees planted by Zhang An’s family at the entrance of the yard have begun to grow after Zhang An’s careful care.
The next morning, Ding Yi and his men came over to collect the plums from Mr. Huang’s house.
“Why are you coughing and wheezing? Do you have a cold?”
On the phone yesterday, Zhang An heard Ding Yi cough a few times and thought he was choking on water.
I didn’t expect that if I came here today, I would be like a coughing person. If this happened more than 20 years later, I would be sent to quarantine anyway.
"It's not a cold. I've been coughing for the past two days. I can't stop taking medicine. I went to the hospital and everything was fine."
As he said that, Ding Yi started coughing again. got up.
"I'm afraid it won't be easy for you. If you keep coughing like this for a few days, I'm afraid your lungs will become useless."
If you cough like this, your throat can withstand it, but your lungs can't. live.
"Wait for me, I'll find you something."
Zhang An said, went home and found half a tree root.
Then cut it into foam with a kitchen knife and hand it to Ding Yi.
“Here, swallow this. This thing is usually more effective in relieving coughs.”
Ding Yi didn't doubt his presence, poured a glass of cold water, and swallowed the tree root foam that Zhang An cut for him.
"Zhang An, what is this? Why is it so bitter?"
Ding Yi, who usually takes Western medicine, occasionally takes some Chinese herbal medicine and feels that his tongue is suffering.
"Bitterness is right. Don't you understand why good medicine tastes bitter?"
Zhang An said and gave Ding a look at the remaining herbal roots.
"This thing is called rock cabbage, and it is a Chinese herbal medicine. If someone in the village usually coughs and wheezes, just cut it and swallow it, and you will be fine soon."
This thing is actually called Ox-ear rock cabbage is quite common in the southwest, but relatively rare in other places.
This stuff has the effects of clearing the lungs and relieving coughs, cooling blood and stopping bleeding, detoxifying and eliminating carbuncles.
It is often used for yin deficiency and lung heat, cough and hemoptysis, metrorrhagia, leucorrhea, carbuncle, sore, and traumatic bleeding.
Zhang An and his colleagues have been using it to treat coughs for generations, and they have always used it accurately.
But even the most common things begin to disappear after twenty or thirty years.
So Zhang An got some before and planted them separately in the space.
Anyway, there are no weeds in the mountains, and knowing them is a treasure.
Then Zhang An took Ding Yi and a few others towards Huang Erye's house, preparing to see Bee Tangli.
Huang Erye’s plum farm is not in the village, and it takes about twenty minutes to walk out of the village.
When he arrived at the plum field, Ding Yi picked a plum, rubbed it, put it in his mouth and ate it.
“Well, it tastes like this. Although it’s not as delicious as the ones from Zhang An’s house, it’s not bad compared to others.”
The plums from Huang Erye’s house are fatter this year. , and the fruit is sparse.
Finally, a hailstorm came before the plums were ripe and knocked down many fruits.
But it’s not all bad. There are fewer plums on the trees, so more nutrients can be absorbed.
So these plums are not only much sweeter, but also much smaller and longer.
If it hadn’t been knocked down by hail, it probably wouldn’t have grown that much.
"Old man, I want all these plums. The price will be seven cents per catty. If you agree, we will start picking."
After Ding Yi walked around in the field, I discussed the price with Mr. Huang.
Before he came, he inspected the plum market on the street.
(End of this chapter)