Rong Qingqing's style of doing things is decisive and decisive. It took half an hour to go out and come back.

When I came back, I was holding a piece of paper in my hand, which read the various furniture quotes the carpenter gave her.

"I asked, the cost of making wooden beds is not low, so I think it's better to buy iron beds online. We can still use the original bedside table with paint on our own. The price of a wooden desk is 400 yuan, and we want more, and one is 20 yuan cheaper."

"It costs 1,000 yuan for a bed for an iron rack online to buy an iron rack, but the price difference is not very big. If you think a wooden bed is suitable, you can also make a wooden bed."

"Can you make the design drawings together and see which one is better?" Sun Leilei asked.

"Is the workload too much? We can just think about it ourselves and do the design drawings. Rong Qingqing's workload tonight will be too great." Luo Cheng said, "I think the iron bed is OK. Now many young people like iron beds. They can choose sheets with the right style and ban the all-white sheets they are using now."

"But I'm afraid there will be abnormal noise when the iron bed is not firm." Zhao Junxi touched his chin, "If it's a couple coming, it's creaking at night, it's not good, right?"

"..." Rong Qingqing was silent.

The other three were also silent.

"Why do you, a single dog, think of this?" Luo Cheng asked.

Zhao Junxi grinned, "The inspiration Rong Qingqing gave me."

The next second, Zhao Junxi screamed in pain while holding his feet.

This was the discussion in the afternoon. For the rest of the time, everyone spent moving all the things on the first floor to the open space in the yard.

Everyone agrees to re-paint the walls on the first, second and third floors, and re-paint the original windows.

At around five o'clock, Sun Leilei went to the kitchen to prepare dinner for everyone. Rong Qingqing asked Xiaoguan to send her computer over, and then she sat there and listened to everyone's words while turning on the computer to start building the most basic model.

Zhao Junxi and others sat behind Rong Qingqing curiously for a while at first. After watching for a few minutes, Zhao Junxi and Luo Cheng shook their heads. They couldn't understand it, so they watched Rong Qingqing's fingers fly quickly on the keyboard, and they kept operating.

"Yu Xiaoqian, let's stop arguing about Rong Qingqing here. Let's go to the kitchen to help wash vegetables." Luo Cheng saw Yu Xiaoqian still sitting there staring at Rong Qingqing's computer and called her.

Yu Xiaoqian sat there and shook her head directly.

"After moving so many things, my hands are sore, and I have never washed vegetables, so no, I'll sit here and rest and watch Rong Qingqing do this." Yu Xiaoqian didn't want to move.

She said it was not fake to be tired. The little girl had not done so much work like this afternoon when she grew up.

After Luo Cheng and Zhao Junxi went to the kitchen, Yu Xiaoqian glanced at Rong Qingqing and said in a low voice, "I envy you. People like you who are used to working and doing things now will not feel soreness in their backs and backs. I can't do it anymore. Now my hands are sore that I can't lift them up. I'm worried that I can pick up the bowl for dinner tonight."

"You ask the three people in the kitchen, who is not sore now." Rong Qingqing said, "Maybe Zhao Junxi doesn't, because he goes to the gym every week to exercise."
Chapter completed!