Shanwa Small Rich Farmers

Wen Xu ran into trouble today, not because others were unhappy with Wen Xu, but because Wen Xu encountered difficulties in making wooden barrels.

The barrel made of hardwood in the space is very beautiful and looks very strong. Unfortunately, when it is placed at normal room temperature, usually after one night, the barrel will either crack or leak from the place where the two boards meet. Wen Xu made wooden barrels, not funnels. Such wooden barrels obviously did not meet Wen Xin's requirements, let alone wine aging requirements.

But Wen Xu was not discouraged, but experimented again and again. Unfortunately, so far, there has not been a single wooden barrel that has survived a night without being completely dehydrated. Even if there is, Wen Xu cannot use it , who knows when problems will arise.

Fortunately, Wen Xu has a lot of patience, and has a lot of time on his hands, and he keeps comforting himself in his heart. As a novice carpenter, he still has a lot to learn, and he needs to strengthen his study in this area. At least for the knowledge of all kinds of wood, Wen Xu doesn't know much about it, let alone whether he can eat it thoroughly.

Early in the morning, Wen Nu and Shi Shangzhen finished their morning run, went home and had breakfast, and looked at the wooden barrel they put in the yard again.

Wen Xu picked up one, and carefully inspected each piece of wood with both hands, to see if it had any seams, and whether there were any cracks or loose joints at the seams.

After looking at it for a while, I finally shook my head, picked up the hammer head at hand and knocked on the wooden barrel on the handle. A very conspicuous crack appeared on a wooden board, and the whole barrel was declared useless.

After checking all the buckets, Wen Xu started rubbing his teeth, but none of the buckets were good, and even today they didn't need water, they were all finished.

When Wen Xu was in a daze, an old man came over, reached out and picked up the wooden boards that Wen Xu had thrown in the yard one by one, then hugged them in his arms, and put them under the tree opposite the door of Wen Xu's house. The old traitor specially picked up the board that Wen smashed over there, and after picking it up, he sat on the board like this, took out the dry tobacco from his pocket and smoked it, and the old man looked at Wen Wen and smiled while smoking.

Looking at the old man, Wen Xu asked dumbfoundedly: "Grandpa Ninth, you have been watching me at my door for a few days, why do you pick up these logs every day?"

The old man is the gentle grandfather of the clan, the only one who is still alive in the whole village and the oldest one, but his brain is a bit out of order, but the old man is not crazy, nor does he seem to be dementia, the kind with no IQ Old man, the old man just can't remember a lot of things, and he can't recognize people, but other things are pretty good, such as life, and he doesn't really need someone to take care of him. Of course, at such an advanced age, there will always be some degradation in physical function, which is also normal.

For three days in a row, when Wen Xu checked the wood every day,

The old man would pick up a few rotten wooden boards, put them under his buttocks, look at Wen Nuan and smile, and sometimes he could sit until noon and eat before going back, no matter whether Wen Nuan was still in the yard or not, the old man would always look at Wen Nuan while smoking a pipe Le, as if he was looking at a fool.

If it was an old man he didn't know, Wen Xu would definitely be horrified by his laughter, but as Grandpa Ninth is neither crazy nor noisy, Wen Xu is naturally not afraid.

Back in the kitchen, Wen Xu took out a tea egg from the pot, walked to the old man's side, bent down and handed the tea egg to Grandpa Jiu: "Eat it slowly!"

"Okay!" The old man saw the tea egg, his eyes straightened immediately, and immediately put the dry tobacco in his hand on the side of the wooden board where he was sitting, and carefully set the smoke pot empty, so that the heat of the smoke pot would not be able to burn the wooden board .

Grandpa Jiu took the tea eggs carefully, stretched out his withered hands and began to poke the tea eggs. While poking, from time to time, he put the peeled off eggshells that were sticking to the egg whites into the cloth, and the eggs with the egg whites The shell passed through the old man's mouth, and when it came out, only the smooth eggshell was left.

The old man didn't throw the eggshells around, just placed them in the palm of his hand. After the whole egg was peeled, the old man broke the egg into two with his hands, and began to eat with such small bites.

After one tea egg was eaten, some egg crumbs fell on the old man's beard, so Wen Nu stretched his hands and brushed the old man's gray beard lightly, dusting off the egg crumbs.

Seeing the old man finish eating the eggs, Wen Xu stood up and prepared to go back to her yard.

"Ren Ting!"

Grandpa Ninth made a sound at this moment, calling for Wen Xu who was about to leave. There is no way, the old man has always recognized Wen Xu as Wen Xu's grandfather, and he also called Wen Xu's grandfather by his name.

"What else do you need? Want some water? I'll get you a bowl." Wen Xu said as he was about to walk into the courtyard, ready to get water for the old man.

Who knew that Grandpa Jiu shook his head and asked the other way: "Are you stupid? I thought you were good at reading when you were young, so why did you commit an axe?"

Wen Xu was a little puzzled by the old man's training, so he asked the old man: "Grandpa Ninth, where did you get the training, why did I lose my mind?"

"Come here!" Grandpa Ninth beckoned to Wen Xu, then patted the wooden board under his buttocks, signaling Wen Xu to come and sit down, and without waiting for Wen Xu to come over, he pulled out the wooden board under his buttocks that had been padded together One piece, and then put it on the root of the tree, on the stack of wooden boards piled up with the few boards I was sitting on.

Wen Xu walked over, sat on the wooden plank that the old man had set up, and looked at the old man eagerly, as if humbly asking for advice: "Say, I'm listening here!"

For Wen Xu, the old man's brain is not very good, as a junior, as long as the old man is not too much, just follow his words.

"How about sitting?"

"It's pretty good!" After Wen Xu finished speaking, she deliberately turned upside down, showing that she was sitting quite comfortably now.

Hearing this, the old man picked up the cigarette pot in his hand, and then tapped lightly on Wen Wen's forehead: "Do you also use a barrel for this wood? Are you going to drink water by pressing the bull's head? It's so hard and oily. What do you think about a big log that doesn’t drink much water yet? Could it be that your brain has been convulsed?”

Wen Xu didn't think of what the old man said to himself about hooping the bucket, and when he heard the old man's eloquent words, he couldn't help being a little dazed.

Grandpa Jiu continued to smoke the dry tobacco, and continued to say as he smoked: "If you want to make a barrel, the first choice of wood is fir, which is willing to absorb water. The more you use the barrel, the tighter it becomes. How can you use this wood? Even the material is fine." If you can’t choose well, you still have to learn how to make barrels! Isn’t the trick passed down by the ancestors for hundreds of thousands of years not as good as yours?”

Hearing this, Wen Xu suddenly felt enlightened.

After the old man finished speaking, his head was a little bit teased again: "Ren Ting, why don't you study? Don't you go to the county to take the exam?"

At this moment, it was like a lightning flash in Wen Xu's head, splitting the dark clouds in his mind, and he thought: Yes, why should I use the wood in my own space instead of oak barrels if I have nothing to do? The wine that has been brewed for hundreds of years has been explored step by step. Isn't it better than my own brain opening?

At this moment, Wen Xu suddenly understood that it is impossible to take things for granted! On my side, I grow oak honestly, and making oak barrels is the right way. What kind of gimmicks and personality are you doing when you have nothing to do. As for these hardwoods, let’s make a cot for Zhao Defang and Sun Anan’s unborn baby.

"Thank you, Grandpa Ninth, I know how to do it," Wen Xu said.

Hearing what Wen Xu said, the old man acted as if he didn't hear it. He continued to smoke his cigarette, without saying a word, and suddenly returned to his old self.

Wen Xu looked at the old man, turned back to the house, brought the old man a bowl of water, it wasn't that Wen Xu couldn't bear to part with the mineral water in the refrigerator, but the old man didn't drink that at all, he only drank what came in a bowl, like a plastic bottle or something The old man wouldn't even touch the water in it.

Back in the house, Wen Xu went online to buy oak saplings, and after buying a hundred of them made people anxious, Wen Xu started to prepare for making a small bed.

Wen Xu has never designed a small bed, and he doesn't know what function it needs, so Wen Xu's first small bed can only be plagiarized. In this regard, Wen Xu is a little self-aware, and writes in the search bar of Du Niang without saying a word. After choosing the crib, I clicked Enter, and countless pictures appeared after a while.

Since it was a gift for the children of my good brother Zhao Defang and his wife, it was impossible for Wen Xu to pick up those simple ones. Naturally, he had to find a pretty sturdy and beautiful bed to copy, or he would feel bad in his heart.

I copied a drawing of a children's bed, compared it with myself and found the picture, Wen Xuzhi began to estimate the size of each part, and drew my own drawing while estimating, of course it was a simple drawing, and brought the drawing into myself after drawing I got out of the workshop and started working.

The material used for the first time was cork, because Wen Xu was afraid that the estimated blueprints would not look good when put together. People who have never done the work may not understand it. Sometimes things on paper are very ugly even when drawn on paper It looks good, but after it is finished, it is often not so satisfactory. Wen Xu is going to use cork to build one first. If you are not satisfied, you can modify it. It can be regarded as a sample.

Cut down the cork and cut it to the length he wanted, put on the goggles, and started to cut the material by standing next to the chainsaw. First, he cut the four pillars, then the main guard boards, and the wooden ladder leading to the second floor materials, and then some barriers and some panels with cartoon images on them.

Wen Xu's carpentry skills are average, and now that he is making a large sample, it is inevitable that it is a bit ugly. The surfaces of the wooden pillars and planks have not been polished, and even the joints are not mortise and tenon joints. In just over an hour, Wen Xu put up a general shelf.

This build was exactly as Wen Xu thought, the four main pillars were too rough and a bit small against the other parts, and it seemed that they were not visually strong enough, so Wen Xu re-made four pillars and made gestures back and forth. Five or six times, it was enough.

"Warm!"

Just when Wen Xu was holding his arms and looking satisfied, Shi Shangzhen's voice came from the door. So he went over and opened the door, letting her in.

After arriving in the room, Shi Shangzhen saw the children's wooden bed placed in the middle of the studio, and said involuntarily, "Yes, it's very beautiful!"

After speaking, Shi Shangzhen stretched out his hand and touched it.

"do not move!"

Wen Xu stopped it immediately, who knew it was a step too late, Shi Shangzhen stretched out his hand to push on the main pillar, it looked like it was connected with a nail, how strong can you expect it to be? Shi Shangzhen pushed lightly here, and it fell down!

"How did you act like a bastard!"

This time, Shi Shangzhen almost fell into the mud. After restraining his figure, he looked at the pile of wooden poles on the ground and asked Wen Xu.

Wen Xu replied: "It was just proofreading. I wanted to see what the size of each part of the small bed I estimated would be the best. Who knew that after you touch it, I have to nail them up again! Hey , what are you doing touching them?"

"The things you made yourself are not strong, and you blame me!" Shi Shangzhen whispered.

The crib collapsed, Wen Xu and Shi Shangzhen squatted beside the wooden pile of the crib, reaching out to pick up materials.

"Wen Xu, you go to pick up your uncle's family the day after tomorrow, I may not be able to go with you," Shi Shangzhen said.

Wen Xu asked, "What's the matter?"

"I have to go to the provincial capital for a meeting. It lasts for four days. Several village directors in the province with particularly good grades and some village directors from poor villages exchange and study together. It takes at least six days to come and go. So I can't pick you up from the plane, I'm sorry!" Shi Shangzhen said with an apology on his face.

Wen Xu smiled: "It's okay, you can go to your meeting, by the way, this time I'm going to praise you again, right?"

"I can't talk about praise. It's okay to get this grade in the city. It's nothing compared to the province and the industrial towns in the south. Besides, the village has borrowed so many debts. This time I went to really learn. Master!" Shi Shangzhen said.

The development momentum of Wenjia Village is good, but it is not enough to see on the books now. There are really too many debts, but everyone knows that these are basic investments. If it develops well, these are Wenjia Village The driving force for economic take-off, if the development is not good, that is the mountain on Wenjiacun's head. But as a village director, Shi Shang's real courage is affirmed. For reform, everyone still pays attention to such a courageous and capable village director.

As for borrowing so much money all at once, it also reflects Shi Shang's true ability in a certain way. If you don't have any ability now, how can someone lend you money?

So this time, Shi Shangzhen really didn't show his face, but listened to some developed villages in the south telling about their successful experiences. The so-called rich without work, the villages in the south almost all followed the same path , In addition to opening a factory is to open a factory, there is almost no second way to go.

However, Shi Shangzhen's development policy for Wenjia Village is based on the Wenjiacun model of high-end tourism as the leader and planting and plant breeding as the basis. She went this time mainly to see the power of these village directors, but in fact, she wanted to see her future path.