After Zhang Junping and his father's persuasion, everyone no longer had to worry about whether to express their loans. Zhang Xiansheng was worried about Zhang Junping again, "Huzi, how much wood do you have to buy if you borrow so much money?

Where do you put so much wood?"

"Haha! This is simple, I am going to imitate the ancients and build a big house with mahogany!

Just build a courtyard based on my old house!

If you have the rest, put it in the furniture factory! After that, sell it directly to the furniture factory to make a difference!" Zhang Junping thought about the future.

"Build a house with mahogany? Be good, how much does that cost? Is this too wasteful?" someone exclaimed.

"What's the waste? Hu Zi is learning from the ancients and leaving a fortune to save his descendants!" Then someone retorted.

"Huzi, aren't you going back to the city anymore? Didn't you keep saying you want to go back to the city?" Zhang Xiansheng's focus will always be unique.

"I'm all the factory manager, why are you going to go back to the city!

I want to build Jinhe Village more beautiful than the city!

At that time, every family can live in the same courtyard, with asphalt roads leading to the county, and flowers and green trees planted on the roadside..." After drinking a glass of wine, Zhang Junping waved his hands in a generous manner to depict the future.

"Good, how much does that cost?"

"How much does it cost to build such a courtyard house?"

"It is not realistic to use Hainan Huanghuali all the wood. If you use old mahogany, it will cost about 20,000 yuan!" Zhang Junping thought about it in his mind and said.

"Two thousand yuan households? So many?"

"Who can build it up!"

"Don't worry, as long as you work hard, you will definitely be able to build every family in a few years!" Zhang Junping encouraged everyone.

"If that's the case, then the young man in our village will become a hot item!" Dong Yaojun thought.

"Then you can't pick on your wife in the future?"

"That's a must, but unfortunately, I'll let you marry a wife, or..." Zhang Xiansheng muttered.

"Bang!" Zhang Xiansheng was slapped by Zhang Junkai as soon as he finished speaking.

Zhang Junkai is Zhang Xiansheng's uncle, and he stared at him and cursed: "Boy, I don't have a wife yet. You want to marry two!"

There are many bachelors in Jinhe Village, and Zhang Junkai is one of them. He is almost thirty and has not yet married a wife.

"Uncle Fourth, when our village is built into a courtyard house, you can marry a wife! You must be a daughter of a yellow flower, second marriage, widows, etc. We will definitely not want it!" Zhang Xiansheng covered his head and encouraged Uncle Fourth.

"Bang!" Zhang Xiansheng just finished speaking and was slapped again, "You're just talking too much!"

Speaking of which, Zhang Xiansheng deserves it. Who told him to reveal his fourth uncle's scars?

In the past two years, no one has introduced him to his partner, but he was either a divorce or a widow. In this era, few divorces were introduced mainly to widows.

Because Zhang Junkai's family is poor, it's okay to grow up. Even if he is a little shorter, less than 1.7 meters tall, even a widow, he doesn't look down on him.

Seeing that the topic was getting further and further, Zhang Junping quickly coughed and picked up his glass, "Come on, drink, drink! I'm drunk, I have everything in my dream!"

"Yes, you have everything when you are drunk!" Everyone else raised their glasses and laughed and dried a glass of wine.

After drinking a glass of wine, Zhang Junping felt dizzy, his mind was a little confused, and his stomach was a little churning.

I quickly grabbed a handful of five-spice peanuts and stuffed them into my mouth to suppress the alcohol.

In a dizzy state, Zhang Junping didn't know what he said, and everyone was in a high mood.

I woke up the next morning and had no memory of what I said at the end. When the barbecue broke up.

Fortunately, it is pure grain wine, so it won’t get too much.

Getting up from the bed, my parents had already gone out to work, washed up, ate the rice left in the pot, and packed the dishes and chopsticks before Zhang Junping came to the furniture factory.

When we arrived at the furniture factory, my father had finished his day teaching, and everyone started working according to the assigned tasks.

"Hu Zi, you can't drink well! You're drunk after just two glasses of wine!"

"Hu Zi, you have to practice your alcohol tolerance!" Several people who went to his house to drink yesterday joked.

"Do your work quickly, no big or small, and I don't know if you call me uncle!" Zhang Jun scolded with a stern face, then turned around and left, leaving behind a laughing workshop person.

"I won't drink again!" Zhang Junping swears secretly again.

I came to another workshop where the doors and windows of the branch are being made here.

Zhang Junping picked up a ragdoll tenon, which was the horizontal support of the window, and used the ragdoll tenon structure and main frame to connect it.

Zhang Junping measured it, three millimeters smaller than the one he designed, and picked up a few horizontal supports and measured it. Some were three millimeters away, some were two millimeters away, and some were four millimeters away.

Zhang Junping didn't say anything, and went to the other people's workstation and measured the tenons and mortises they had processed.

"You made these rags and shoulders tenons?" Zhang Junping asked with a calm face.

"I did it!" Zhang Xianting heard Zhang Junping's question, quickly put down his work and walked over.

"Go to that mortise!" Zhang Junping ordered.

The mortise was right next to it, and soon Zhang Xianting took a mortise.

"You assemble it yourself!" Zhang Junping did not accept the mortise handed over by Zhang Xianting, but ordered coldly.

Zhang Xianting also saw that Zhang Junping's face was not good-looking and did not speak. He took a tenon and inserted it into the mortise according to Zhang Junping's request.

"Look at it yourself, this is the tenon you made!" Zhang Junping reached out and shook the tenon, and the tenon span fell out directly.

Three millimeters, which sounds like a very small size, but the error of three millimeters can no longer be called error in the mortise and tenon structure, but should be called error.

"Just turn around and just plug in!"

"Hmph, I haven't learned the real ability, but I'm very proficient in fooling around!" Zhang Junping sneered.

He turned around and shouted to everyone who was working: "Stop the work in his hands, come over and have a meeting!

You go and call everyone from other workshops here!”

After a while, all the workers gathered here, and Zhang Yingjie, Dong Yaozong and others followed in after receiving the news.

"I just told you the day before yesterday that the error of mortise and tenon structure must not be greater than one millimeter. What about you?

Look at the work you do, how many of them can do it?" Zhang Jun asked with a flat face.

"The error of two millimeters is considered good!

Some people actually have four millimeters or even five millimeters in error! Are you working?

I remember my dad got angry more than once because of this incident, and several others were beaten up for it!

But, there are always people who don’t have a memory!

I think it's no big deal, isn't it just a plug?"

After hearing Zhang Junping's words, Zhang Yingjie's face changed. He walked quickly to Zhang Junping, picked up the horizontal support and measured it, then stared at Zhang Xianting and asked, "Did you do this horizontal support?"
Chapter completed!