Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Chapter 113: Being young is still young, and you are quite capable (15)

For most of the next day, Peng Erniu did nothing.

Until half a pack of cigarettes has dried up and there is no more smoke.

I turned around and wanted to take out Wu Yuan's pocket, but I found that the little guy was still busy measuring this and that. At first glance, it seemed that he had gone too far.

As poor as this, there must be nothing good to smoke.

Forget it, let’s go out and buy it.

In addition, from now on, I have to live and eat in a house, so I have to buy some toothpaste, toothbrush, sheets and blankets.

As for the belongings that were previously under the bridge, they were all gone.

Anyway, the landlady of this house has a lot of money.

15 yuan a day's wages is not an eye-opener, plus some kickbacks from other aspects.

Certainly not young or old.

Who cares about those tattered belongings under the bridge?

By the time Peng Erniu left and returned, the dimensions of each house in Wu Yuan were almost measured.

The estimated consumption of boards, floor tiles, wall tiles and coatings based on this almost comes to mind.

But Wu Yuan did not write it on the paper, so he caught Peng Erniu and asked: "Master Peng, how do you plan to report materials to the landlord tomorrow?"

Peng Erniu looked at Wu Yuan's size data on a piece of paper, picked his teeth, and said disdainfully: "Why are you measuring those? Tomorrow, I will give you a rough number. If there are more, I will say that I saved it for the homeowner."

If it’s less, it’s considered normal wear and tear.”

Good guy, this old gangster is born to be a profiteer.

However, Wu Yuan didn't say much, let alone get into unnecessary arguments.

If you are not traveling with me, you won’t be able to urinate in a pot.

What's more, this guy didn't even call him when he went out to eat, so Wu Yuan didn't have any psychological burden at all.

When the design sketches come out tonight, I'll just get rid of this old guy tomorrow.

We can't let this mouse droppings ruin this delicious dish of decoration.

"Master Peng, I have nothing to do today, so I will go back first."

"You don't live here?"

"All my bedding and bedding are still with my fellow villagers. We'll talk about it tomorrow."

Early the next morning, Wu Yuan went out before dawn.

It was only six o'clock when we arrived at Huangjiaxiang Community.

Before I even finished the egg pancake in my hand, I heard a whistle behind me.

That's really welcome.

Looking back, isn't this Huang Qiya's Lada?

Sure enough, the two met their eyes, and sparks suddenly burst out.

The next moment, Huang Qiya rolled down the window with an evil look in her eyes and said, "Master Wu, you left after lunch yesterday, so you can't calculate the wages!"

Wu Yuan narrowed his eyes and said with keen awareness: "Master Peng told you?"

Huang Qiya deliberately downplayed it: "I came over after get off work yesterday to get a list of materials and asked about Master Peng's."

Then he emphasized confidently: "No matter whether it is Master Peng who said it or not, you should not just miss work for a long time without even saying hello."

Since it was you, Peng Erniu, who made the first move, don't blame yourself for being rude.

At that moment, Wu Yuan no longer had any worries, opened the passenger door of the Lada and sat in directly.

"You, why are you sitting here?"

Caught off guard, a flash of panic flashed between Huang Qiya's eyebrows.

After all, Wu Yuan's body is here, and his strong and powerful look gives people a strong sense of oppression.

As a result, Wu Yuan directly threw a stack of drawings over to him.

"This, what is this?"

Huang Qiya's eyes fell on the drawing, and she couldn't move it away anymore.

I couldn't wait to pick up the drawings, hold them in my hands, and stare at the design of the background wall at the top.

Every stroke, every painting, the more I look at it, the more I like it.

This is simply her dream house!

It was the wall she wanted to face while lying lazily on the sofa after get off work.

But yesterday Master Peng clearly said that it was too difficult to do.

As a result, overnight, she was killed by this young carpenter whom she had never even seen?

It's funny that I didn't even ask anyone at the time.

He would turn around and start arguing with others about such trivial matters as missing work for half a day.

Thinking of this, even as cold as Huang Qiya, her face felt hot.

It's so embarrassing.

She has always been elegant and wise, but she has never been so passive.

Seeing that the fire was almost done, Wu Yuan spoke.

After all, you can't really slap someone in the face while holding the bowl of rice they gave you.

At most, you can take a few shots, once the goal is achieved, you're done.

"Ms. Huang, the conditions here were not met yesterday, so I had to go back and draw pictures first. I didn't report it to you. It's my fault. But Master Peng knew I was leaving, and he didn't stop me."

Seeing the steps, Huang Qiya immediately borrowed the donkey's foot and said, "Then let's leave it at that? I don't count your absence from work, and don't blame me for wrongly blaming you."

"no problem."

Huang Qiya felt relieved and then looked at the drawings at the back.

The visual effect of each picture is good, and the size data is clearly marked.

Even a layman like her could understand it roughly.

Turn to the end, and the consumption of various boards, floor tiles, wall tiles, and even paints are estimated.

And it is accompanied by a detailed calculation process.

Huang Qiya pointed to the final result and said: "Master Wu, the dosage that Master Peng quoted me yesterday was much more than yours. Thanks to you, I spent a lot less money."

Putting away the drawings, Huang Qiya's whole person had returned to her frosty state.

"Master Wu, I plan to outsource the entire decoration project to you, and the labor will cost you 20 yuan a day."

"Actually, the 15 yuan Master Peng asked for is enough."

"No, Master Wu, I think you are worth the price."

"In this case, can we cooperate happily?" Wu Yuan tentatively stretched out his hand.

Soon, the two hands were holding each other's hands.

Wu Yuan felt as if he was holding a piece of cold jade, and the cold touch penetrated directly into the heart in this hot July.

Taking back his hand, Wu Yuan did not forget to remind him: "But you are the one who found Master Peng after all. You have to be responsible for sending him away."

"No problem. But can you do it alone?"

"If there is a shortage of people, I will find them myself."

"It's a deal, I believe you."

"Then I'll go back and look at the materials today instead of going up."

"Shall I drive you?"

"That's not necessary."

After saying that, Wu Yuan opened the door and got out of the car and left the community directly.

Leaving Huangjia Lane, Wu Yuan went straight to the home and building materials market in Zhabei.

After a day of shopping, not only did I have a sumptuous lunch of wine and meat, my pockets were also filled with all kinds of cigarettes.

After all, an expert can tell if there is something there as soon as he reaches out his hand.

Although Wu Yuan looked young and tender-faced, he revealed the tricks of various materials in just a few words.

I heard that those bosses in the home building materials business have to pay attention.

A good smoker is the minimum.

If you can really get in touch with such an expert over a meal, in the future, even if the other person gives a few nice words to the owner, the sales of building materials will take off immediately.

By then, let alone a mere meal.

Even the kickbacks have to be offered with a smile.

This is the rule, people deserve what they deserve!

However, when Wu Yuan did the decoration project, he didn't mean to take the merchant's kickback. But he still couldn't refuse the cigarettes forced by the merchant.

After all, people are floating around in the world, how can they not get involved?