"Who wants to run into the city?

And Lingling's father stayed!" Dong Yaozong stared at Zhang Junping without showing weakness.

"Then I'll ask you! Who are our furniture sold?"

"Sell it to the people of the city! Who can afford it for us ordinary people?"

"Look, you also know that furniture is going to be sold to people in the city!

We are not afraid of being poor or falling behind. The key is to recognize the gap and then try our best to catch up!

Don’t be too young all day long, but you still have a glass heart. When you hear others say that the countryside is not good, your mentality explodes!

Why are you yelling around? What skills do you have? Think more about how to lead the villagers to become rich!" Zhang Junping educated Dong Yaozong seriously.

"You little bastard, you haven't even grown all your hair, so come and educate me!"

"Look, you jumped again!

We are now a dialogue between the factory director and the deputy factory director, and it has nothing to do with age and generation!

I just objectively evaluated the difference between cities and rural areas, and the purpose was to sell my home to the city!

My starting point is for the good of the furniture factory!

You came up to me indiscriminately. Do you think it’s appropriate?”

Zhang Yingjie tried hard to stop him from laughing. His brother-in-law was just a child who had not grown up. He could not fight against his son and was not convinced. He always liked to make trouble.

It will be uncomfortable if you don't fight for a day.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you!" Dong Yaozong said a word, turned around and left.

"You kid, won't you let your uncle order it?

Look, your uncle was so angry that his face turned black!" When Dong Yaozong left, Zhang Yingjie scolded with a smile.

"Dad, you are a little unfair. Is my uncle so angry?

That's born dark, right?"

“This kid!

Forget it, let’s not talk about this!

The furniture you designed is creamy white, and it looks good, so I'm worried if the customers can accept it!"

Traditional Chinese furniture has always been dominated by dark colors, which is exactly the opposite of European furniture.

"It looks good, so people will naturally accept it. Another thing is that we can't change the color, it can be changed to beige or silver-gray!

I have prepared a milky white one, beige and silver gray one for each as a sample. We can not color the other ones first, and wait until someone orders, and then color them according to customer requirements!"

"Well, that's OK!

The style looks good, there is no problem. The color will be as you said. Make a set as a sample first!" Seeing that his son was thinking so carefully, Zhang Yingjie didn't say anything more.

"By the way, I promised Secretary Gao in the morning to make a batch of furniture for our commune nursing home for free. You can arrange for someone to measure the size and see how many sets are needed!

Then arrange someone to make the furniture in the nursing home!”

"Okay! I understand, let's make arrangements!" Zhang Yingjie agreed and turned around to arrange the person.

After Zhang Junping finished drawing the renderings, he began to draw another style of European furniture.

He is planning to design four styles of furniture, two sets of European furniture and two sets of Chinese furniture.

In this way, he went out to contact the procurement period and the factory would not have no work to stop work.

He was busy until he got off work in the evening, and Zhang Junping drew out four sets of furniture drawings.

For the remaining three sets, Zhang Junping didn’t draw renderings and it was too late.

It’s easy to draw design drawings and structural drawings. The things are in Zhang Junping’s mind, but the renderings are not that easy.

Even with Zhang Junping's current master-level painting level, it will take more than an hour to draw it.

Maybe when he becomes the master of painting, it will be shortened to 10 or 20 minutes.

When I got home, my mother had already prepared the meal and my aunt was taken over by my mother.

As for my aunt's grandson, Zhang Junping's cousin has left.

"Auntie, what delicious food did my aunt cook for you at noon?" Zhang Junping asked with a smile on his aunt's arm.

"My aunt is old and her teeth are almost gone. She can't eat any good things, so she can only eat some noodles!" My aunt patted Zhang Junping's hand and smiled.

My aunt is in good health, not dizzy, and her ears are not deaf, but her teeth are not good and she is almost falling out.

"It's time to eat!" Mother walked in with the food, "Aunt, I've stewed a chicken, you can drink more chicken soup later!"

"Oh, why are you so troublesome? Just put some noodles!"

"It's okay! You can't just let you eat noodles, right?"

“It’s great to eat noodles!

When I was young, I ate noodles during my confinement period!

Now I think about it and it smells good!

Stir-fry the pot with chopped green onion, put a bowl of noodles, and then knock a poached egg. It smells so fragrant!" My aunt muttered nostalgic.

Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, Zhang Junping's family was considered a landlord class, and Zhang Junping's grandfather's family had hundreds of acres of land.

However, because Zhang Junping's grandfather was a good person and had a good reputation, he was later appointed as a rich peasant.

When my aunt was young, she happened to catch up with the chaos of war. Even the landlords' family had no surplus food.

It is already a very good food to be able to eat noodles and poached eggs.

Even now, in the 1980s, no one in the village could bear to eat stir-fried noodles and poached eggs.

This is a treatment that can only be achieved through life.

After dinner, Zhang Junping chatted with his aunt for a while before returning to his house.

My aunt and her parents slept on the same kang.

In the rural areas of Yuandu, there are also sleeping fire pits.

Although it is not like the Northeast where a family of men, women, young and old squeezes a kang, it is almost the same.

When relatives come, they all sleep on the same kang.

Zhang Junping returned to his room, lay on the kang for a while, and then got up again.

Only by doing it properly can you immerse your mind in your mind.

Yesterday, he was drunk by the captains in the village and didn't have time to open the treasure box.

At this moment, three treasure boxes were floating in the vast mind.

Two silver treasure boxes and one wooden treasure box.

In the vast mind, it is like three bright stars, shining with charming light.

The wooden treasure box was his fourth debt, and the system rewarded him.

It was not until Zhang Junping reached an agreement with the factory manager of the stone factory to pay off the debt with stone and salt that the system admitted that Zhang Junping recovered the debt from the gear factory.

"System, open that wooden treasure box first!"

The wooden treasure box floating in my mind suddenly emerged from the middle of the three treasure boxes, drew a mysterious trajectory, and then split into pieces.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a primary carving knife!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for opening the wooden Luban treasure box, he felt a little bit and understood the Luban treasure box making skills. His current proficiency is 10/300."

Zhang Junping was delighted. This was the first time he had a real thing.

But when he was full of joy, he searched on and under the kang for a long time, but he couldn't find the carving knife that was rewarded by the system.
Chapter completed!