"Master Zhang, don't worry..." Old Yang Tou was about to express his position, but Zhang Junping stopped him and said with a smile: "Master Yang, I'm really worried. There are four entrances and four exits across the courtyard and a back garden.
House, you can't do such a big project alone."
“Master Zhang, in our line of work, we naturally don’t work alone.
We are not carpenters, and we never work alone." Lao Yangtou quickly explained.
"Well! If I give you this courtyard house to build, how many people can you find? How long will it take to build it?" Zhang Junping looked at Lao Yangtou and asked.
"Master Zhang, I'm sorry I can't answer you for the time being.
I have to go back and contact some people. I haven’t contacted some old brothers for many years, and I don’t know if they are still alive.” At this point, Lao Yangtou showed a sad and lonely look on his face.
"Master Yang, whether you can contact someone or not, I can leave this job to you.
If you can contact enough people, that's best.
I will give you the entire courtyard house.
If I can't be contacted, it doesn't matter. I'll find a city construction company to help me build it, so you can act as Party A's representative for me.
Supervise the construction of the entire house on my behalf." Zhang Junping said with a smile.
"Of course, I am a person who values fairness the most.
You help me build the courtyard, and I can also help you with something." Zhang Junping added.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang appreciates it!
I’d better contact Mr. Zhang first! We’ll talk about the rest later.” Lao Yang bowed his hand to Zhang Junping and said.
"Da Shan, please arrange for a smarter person to follow Master Yang and help him run errands. Wherever Master Yang is going, ask him to take Master Yang there." Zhang Junping told Scarface.
"Master Zhang, don't worry, I'll let my Xiaoman follow Lao Yangtou."
"What the hell, Old Yang!" Zhang Junping waved his hand and knocked Scarface's brains out.
"From now on, I will be called Master Yang! We must learn to respect our fellow craftsmen!"
"Yes, yes! Master Zhang, you are right, old... Master Yang, I will definitely ask Xiaoman to take good care of Master Yang." The scarred face was beaten, but he was not annoyed at all, but had an expression of honor on his face.
"Send Mr. Yang back first!" Zhang Junping nodded, "If anything happens, you can go directly to the unit to find me."
After Zhang Junping finished explaining, he and Scarface walked out of the yard, locked the door, got on their bicycles, and came to another yard. New
Another set of courtyard houses, near Dashilar.
Zhang Junping stood outside and looked at the yard in front of him. From the outside, it looked like the yard was well maintained.
It is a pity that the gate of this courtyard is Manzi Gate.
However, if you think about the location of this courtyard house, you can understand it.
There are strict regulations on the gate of BJ Siheyuan.
It is divided into six levels from top to bottom. The highest one is naturally the palace gate. One gate alone is as big as three rooms, and some are even as big as five rooms.
Zhang Junping's Baylor Mansion in Shichahai used the same rules as the gates of the royal palace.
It's a pity that the fire that year burned down the house and the main door.
Otherwise, it must be at least a three-bay door.
The second class is the often referred to as the Guangliang Gate. Before the Qing Dynasty, this kind of gate could only be built by high-ranking officials.
The third level is the Jinzhu Gate. This kind of gate can only be built by officials. Its appearance is somewhat similar to the Guangliang Gate, but it is smaller in depth.
The fourth level is the Manzi Gate, which is a gate built by wealthy merchants.
Dashilar has been a commercial district since the Ming Dynasty when BJ was established as the capital.
The people who live here are wealthy businessmen, so most of the gates here are barbarian gates.
Of course, there are also some wish-fulfilling gates.
Ruyi Gate is the fifth-class gate and is also the gate used by merchants.
The sixth level is the wall-type door, which is the most common door in BJ and is common in ordinary people's homes.
He took out the key given to him by Director Zhou and opened the courtyard door.
Zhang Junping walked in.
Director Zhou is very capable for a woman to hold the position of director of the logistics department of the steel rolling mill.
In just seven days, Zhang Junping not only vacated the yard, but also arranged for people to clean it inside and out.
Zhang Junping walked around the courtyard and various rooms. They were very clean.
Really clean.
It's so clean that when a mouse comes in, it has to leave crying.
But, that’s fine!
Although antique furniture is good, it is still not as useful as furniture made by yourself.
Furniture made by one's own hands gives one a sense of accomplishment when using it.
hey-hey!
Miss Qiu, wait for the shock!
Zhang Junping touched his chin and burst into lustful laughter.
Fortunately, there was no one in the yard, otherwise I would have been so frightened that I would have called the police.
Zhang Junping walked around and saw that it was almost noon. He locked the door and rode to the Light Industry Bureau.
Zhang Junping has come to eat with Qiu Wenyan every day in the past few days. Qiu Wenyan has become accustomed to it. She skips the canteen after get off work at noon and goes straight to the gate.
"Why are you here again? Have you finished your work over there?" Qiu Wenyan was very happy to see Zhang Junping, but she complained.
"The courtyard in Shichahai was cleaned up and an old craftsman was found to rebuild it according to the original regulations of Baylor Mansion.
The yard of Dashilan has also been vacated, but there is no furniture at all. I plan to make all new ones.
I'm going to make furniture for our new home by myself.
Therefore, I will be busier in the next period of time." Zhang Junping said with a smile.
"You make your own furniture? Do you still make furniture?"
"I have said that your husband is very good at music, chess, calligraphy and painting, astronomy and geography, medicine and divination. He is expert in everything.
It's a pity that you don't believe it!" Zhang Junping said with a sad face.
"Tch! Just brag! I admit that your handwriting is indeed good, but you are exaggerating.
You can boast about astronomy, geography, and medical horoscopes!" Qiu Wenyan didn't believe what Zhang Junping said at all and said with contempt.
"Alas! Swallow, Swallow! How many lifetimes of virtue did you have to accumulate to have a husband like me who can be called a treasure?
From now on, you should slowly discover your husband's strengths!" Zhang Junping looked up to the sky and sighed, and said seriously.
"Giggle...giggle!" Qiu Wenyan was teased by Zhang Junping. She bent over with laughter and hit Zhang Junping hard. "You are so annoying! It makes people's stomachs hurt when you laugh."
Zhang Junping stared at Qiu Wenyan for a while, "Yeah! You have a stomachache. You're not laughing. It's because your period is coming soon."
"Ah? How do you know?" Qiu Wenyan's face suddenly turned red.
Although I have been honest with Zhang Junping, except for the last step, or the last layer of membrane has not been broken.
Everything else that should be done and should not be done has been done.
However, Qiu Wenyan couldn't help but blush when talking about women's menstruation on the street.
"As I said, doctors are all good at divination and astrology.
I can tell by your face." Zhang Junping said with a smile.
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Today is the first day of a long vacation. In order to be able to write with peace of mind, I rented a house outside.
The house was ready to move in, but moving things in still took a lot of time.
So, today’s update is a bit late!
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