Zhang Lang looked at Dong Wanshan and other old men of the Dong family with some headaches.

I secretly complained in my heart, "You said you should build a stone arch bridge. Your Dong family has been boasting about it for hundreds of years. Why don't you brag about your stone carving skills?"

There is no way. Since I promised it to Shanzhu, I will pass this hurdle sooner or later, "Mr. Wanshan! Let the young people do small things like building stone arch bridges! You...

Before Zhang Lang finished speaking, he was interrupted by Dong Wanshan, "Fart! Is it a trivial matter to repair stone arch bridges? Do you know that this is the dream of many people in our Dong family for the whole life!"

I saw Dong Wanshan staring at him, as if you didn't give me an explanation, you would beat someone up. Several other old men from the Dong family were so angry that they had already started rolling up their sleeves and preparing to do it.

Zhang Lang underestimated the influence of the stone arch bridge on the Dong family. He grew up listening to the legend of stone arch bridge construction since he was a child, and he was determined to build a stone arch bridge. He didn't have the chance before, but now he has the chance, so how can he accept it if he doesn't let them participate?

It’s like a virgin who has never met a woman, and it’s still okay to not let him touch a woman; but if a married man has been on a business trip for a year, he finally went home and wanted to have a good time, but he was in a red light, and he was imaginable.

"Several old men, listen to me!" Zhang Lang explained with a smile, "I know that building a stone arch bridge is the dream of several generations of your Dong family since childhood, but you are all at this age. Should you leave opportunities to young people?"

"Don't let your damn bad fart!" Old Master Dong Wanlin jumped and cursed.

In the countryside, we cannot think about it or take it seriously. In the past, we often heard me calling my son a dog-dog-ho.

I will also hear my grandfather scolding my grandson, and you will be the one who scolds me. I will be afraid of thinking about anything.

After Dong Wanlin cursed, Dong Wanhai continued, "Wolf cub, you can't blame you, Mr. Wanlin, for scolding you! What's wrong with our age? Didn't you just say that ginger is the hottest? We are old and stronger!"

Dong Wanshan also followed Xiaozhi to express his affection, "Wolf cub! Because we are old, if we don't participate in the stone arch bridge construction this time, we will never have a chance in our life! The young people still have opportunities in the future!"

The old men of the Dong family tried their best to make a rock arch bridge so that Zhang Lang could agree to them to build the stone arch bridge.

Zhang Lang smiled bitterly and bowed to the old men, "I understand your feelings, my grandfathers! But after all, you are all in your sixties. There is an old saying that you are good, don't be good at your muscles and bones!"

Before a few people could speak, Zhang Lang immediately said: "It is too dangerous to build a stone arch bridge in the valley. If you make a mistake, I really can't afford it!"

"We just fell and died. That's our own business! No one will cause trouble for you!" Dong Wanlin said loudly with his head raised and his beard sticking out.

Zhang Lang glanced at his third uncle hiding in the distance and said weakly: "Several old men, why don't you go to the village committee first, and I have another very important task to give to the old men."

Dong Wanshan, Dong Wanlin doesn’t eat Zhang Lang’s trick, “Don’t think about fooling us, there is nothing more important than building a stone arch bridge now!”

Seeing that several old men were not good at it, Zhang Lang had to threaten: "If you succeed, let's go to my office and say it! If you do this, I will go and call my grandfather and Lai Yun to talk to you."

"You... You're so damn! Go! Go to your office and go to the office! I want to see if you can tell the flowers." Dong Wanshan was so scared that he shrank his neck and said hard.

Zhang Lang's grandfather and the old man of the Dong family thought they were invincible in the past. The era they lived in was a time when warlords fought and bandits were rampant.

Everyone has dozens of lives on their hands, and their temper is so hot that Dong Wanshan, who is about the same age as them, was beaten a lot when he was young.

Therefore, when Zhang Lang mentioned the two old men, the two immediately followed Zhang Lang to the village committee.

Zhang Lang took out a dozen drawings from the drawer and put them in front of the old men, "Come on, take a look at them."

"This... this is a stone sculpture pattern! Why are you asking us to watch?" Dong Wanshan asked in confusion.

Zhang Lang looked at the third uncle who was following in and asked with a smile: "Have you not told you about the third uncle?"

Dong Wanshan also saw his third uncle and shouted at him with the drawings: "Wanquan, come here, what did the wolf cub say to you? Why don't we know?"

"This brat, I blamed me for not helping him rescue the siege just now, and wanted to lure the war on me." My third uncle cursed secretly.

"Brother Wanshan, do you talk about this drawing? Oh, I remembered it. I heard the wolf cub mention that it was possible to exchange foreign exchange!" The third uncle pretended to look at the drawing and said.

"I think it was you two who joined forces to fool us! Who wants this broken thing and eat or drink, and you can exchange it for foreign exchange!" Dong Wanlin looked disbelieved.

"This is called a work of art, it is a valuable wealth passed down by our ancestors. As long as it is made, some foreign capitalists are rushing to ask for it." Seeing that several old men didn't believe it, Zhang Lang held the patterns and set them apart one by one, pointing and saying.

"Look at it, this is the ornament of the eagle spreading its wings, this is the ornament of Pixiu, this is the ornament of Guanyin for giving birth to children, and this ornament of horse-strawn auspicious cloud. If these are carved, one ornament can be exchanged for the money of a pig."

"Can you really exchange for foreign exchange? Can a small ornament exchange for money for a pig?" Dong Wanshan widened his eyes.

"Uncle Wanshan, can I still lie to you? Didn't you see that I asked them to transport all the stones back with my efforts?"

These stone carving patterns were drawn by Zhang Lang after time. They were all popular stone carvings and ornaments, and there were also relatively large stone carvings.

These shipped to Xiangjiang will definitely be exchanged for a large amount of Hong Kong dollars. Xiangjiang people are more superstitious than mainlanders and believe in ghosts and gods. These auspicious stone carvings will definitely be popular among the middle class when they arrive in Xiangjiang.

Zhang Lang originally planned to wait until it snowed and then arrange for the people from the Dong family to start carving stone carvings and crafts.

Now that I was forced by several old men, I had no choice but to take out this plan in advance to attract the attention of several people.

Seeing several old men staring at the stone sculpture drawings and not mentioning the stone arch bridge repair, Zhang Lang added a code to them.

Zhang Lang took out another drawing and placed it in front of Dong Wanshan, "By the way, Mr. Wanshan, you promised to help me build a house. Look at my drawings. If you go to build a stone arch bridge, who will help me build a house?"

"Your house? Just let Xiangbao lead you!" Dong Wanshantou said not very much.

"Don't you look at the drawings first? Don't regret it in the future. Say I won't let you build a house for me." Zhang Lang reminded with a smile.
Chapter completed!