"Haozi, what are you doing? It's a shame that you sawed such good wood." Wu Guihua felt very sorry for Qin Hao's prodigal behavior.

Qin Hao didn't care about her and was busy with his work.

The little girl Qin Xianglan watched with great interest. When she got bored, she would scatter the sawdust everywhere for fun. She was scolded by Wu Guihua before she calmed down a little.

It wasn't until Qin Hao finished making a chair that Wu Guihua realized what she was doing.

"Haozi, you...when did you learn to be a carpenter?"

Qin Hao said lightly: "I watched Carpenter Zhu do it a few times, and I went to the library to find a few books to read. I didn't expect it to be quite simple."

"Simple?" Wu Guihua doesn't think so. You know, carpentry is a very popular profession these days.

Not to mention anything else, there is no such thing as a three-way wedding these days. They all have thirty-six legs. The so-called thirty-six legs are actually a set of furniture: a bunk bed, a three-door cupboard, a chest of drawers, and a dressing table.

, the dining table, and the four chairs have a total of thirty-six legs. Of course, some families with particularly good conditions also have seventy-two legs.

As a direct result of the popularity of carpenters, many people want to learn this craft. The conditions for a master carpenter to accept an apprentice are also very harsh. The apprentice not only has to work for him for free, but also has to give him gifts during the holidays.

"Oh, my dear son, you are so smart." Wu Guihua beamed, even happier than Qin Hao for getting high marks in the exam.

For people of Wu Guihua's generation, a craft means the ability of their children to support their families in the future.

The little girl has climbed onto the chair, her two chubby little feet dangling in the air, very leisurely.

Qin Hao ignored the excited Wu Guihua and continued to build the slightly more difficult Eight Immortals table.

Although he hasn't worked for a while, his hands and feet are not new. It took three times the time to build a chair, and Qin Hao finished building an Eight Immortals table.

Wu Guihua walked around the Eight Immortals Table several times, with a look of disbelief on her face. She even tested the stability and load-bearing capacity of the Eight Immortals Table, and the results were far beyond her expectations.

"Hey, this Eight Immortals table is pretty good, Osmanthus fragrans, who did you ask to play it?"

A passing neighbor asked curiously.

Wu Guihua subconsciously looked at her son. While her neighbor was talking, she had already walked into the yard and came to the Eight Immortals table. She touched it gently with her hands and couldn't help but admire it.

"Well, this Eight Immortals table is really nice. The pattern on it is both fashionable and exquisite. It's obvious that this craftsmanship is made by a master craftsman. Did you ask Carpenter Li to make it?"

The neighbor said to himself, and spared a circle of the Eight Immortals table, as if he wished he could take it for himself.

"Our family, Haozi, did it himself."

As soon as he finished speaking, the neighbor smiled and patted Wu Guihua: "Don't make trouble, I won't take it from you."

"It was really our family Haozi who beat him. Look at the sawdust here."

The neighbor looked at Wu Guihua for a while, and saw that her face was serious and did not look like she was joking. Then he looked at Qin Hao: "Did you really hit her?"

Qin Hao ignored her and continued to use the remaining wood to knock out the remaining three chairs.

Seeing it with his own eyes, the neighbor felt that his worldview had been subverted. A teenage boy actually had such good skills.

"Hey, why don't you sell this set of Eight Immortals tables and chairs from Osmanthus to me? Our eldest brother happens to be in a relationship and is getting married soon, so it will be useful."

Wu Guihua was obviously moved, but Qin Hao refused directly.
Chapter completed!