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Chapter 62 A piece of wood

Turns out he saw everything!

How embarrassing!

Huang Xue lowered her head, her fair skin gradually being covered by pink.

For a moment, I didn’t know how to face Zhang Junping.

Love in this era is still very reserved, although we can still go to the woods and go to the river.

Even when there is no one around, he can be very enthusiastic.

However, in public, the most you can do is wink and wink.

Huang Xue directly drew her favorite person on the painting, and was discovered by the other party. It was really embarrassing.

When Huang Xue racked her brains and came up with a very false excuse, and raised her head to explain to Zhang Junping, her embarrassment suddenly disappeared, and an urge to bite him to death came to her heart.

After Zhang Junping said those words, he felt that he had fulfilled his obligation as a friend, so he stopped paying attention and instead immersed himself in sorting out the manuscripts he had accumulated during this period.

I didn't feel it before, but now I realize after sorting it out that there are actually thousands of manuscripts accumulated during this period.

Thirty by fifty boxes, one box at a time.

These were all drawn by him one stroke at a time.

During this period, I don’t know how much information I checked and how many books I read.

As he combed through his manuscripts, Zhang Junping felt a sense of accomplishment and happiness.

Zhang Junping's research is very complex, including furniture from the Ming and Qing dynasties, as well as works from Beijing, Guangzhou and Su.

There are also some small faction furniture.

What Zhang Junping needs to do now is to classify them, with Ming Dynasty furniture in one category and Qing Dynasty furniture in one category.

Then it is subdivided into Kyozu, Hirosaku, Suzu and other sub-categories.

Finally, there is a classification of furniture materials.

Zhang Junping was immersed in his own world and did not notice the situation at Huang Xue's side.

After a long while, Huang Xue patted her chest, which was a little enlarged by anger, and comforted herself, don't be angry, don't be angry!

This is a piece of wood!

The wood is good! No one is paying attention, so my aunt can carve it slowly.

Well! You can carve it however you want!

After Huang Xueping calmed down, he walked over to help Zhang Junping organize the manuscript.

Huang Xue got started quickly. After figuring out the classification rules, he could organize it alone.

The main reason is that Zhang Junping has done a good job before. Each piece of furniture drawings not only has some perspective drawings and exploded views, but also a large amount of written information explaining the materials, craftsmanship, and speculation on the faction of the piece of furniture.

The two of us sorted it out much faster together, and by the evening, almost half of it had been sorted out.

Hearing the distant ringtone, Zhang Junping stopped what he was doing.

Zhang Junping took out twenty yuan and handed it to Huang Xue, "Thank you, Huang Xue!"

Thanks to your help, it was so fast!

Well, I have something else to do tonight, so I won’t treat you to dinner!

Take these twenty yuan and help me treat the classmate who helped yesterday to a meal as a thank you!"

Seeing the money handed over by Zhang Junping, Huang Xue's first reaction was to take the money and throw it at his face. However, when she heard Zhang Junping asked her to help treat her classmates to dinner, her anger turned into joy and she took the money with a smile.

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"Then on behalf of my classmates, I would like to thank you, the big boss!

It's different when you're the boss, it only costs twenty yuan!" In the end, I couldn't help but joke.

Mainly I feel sorry for Zhang Junping. Treating a classmate to a meal costs twenty yuan. The wealthy landlords in the past were not so generous!

"It's not like you use all of it to treat guests. There's also the money you bought for fruit yesterday and the money you bought for me some time ago!

I might have to trouble you to help me buy food in the future, but I can’t ask you to help me and then add money to it, right?”

Huang Xue rolled her eyes at Zhang Junping, wrinkled her nose, snorted, and ignored him.

Is it better not to explain but to spend 20 yuan to treat classmates to dinner? Is she, Huang Xue, the kind of person who spends a lot of money?

The food in the school cafeteria is already cheap, and their monthly subsidy is only 18 yuan. Many people will send part of it home to support their families, and the rest is enough for food.

Inviting classmates to dinner can cost you only three to five yuan at most, and you can eat well.

Not wanting to continue discussing the treat, Huang Xue changed the topic, "Are you going to the furniture store tomorrow?"

"Yes! It has just opened, and the eldest brother-in-law and the others are not familiar with anything yet, so I have to keep an eye on it!" Zhang Junping nodded.

"Then, I will continue to help you organize the manuscript tomorrow!" Huang Xue continued without waiting for Zhang Junping's objection: "Don't forget, I am your assistant!

The kind that pays wages!”

"Okay! I'll trouble you then!" Zhang Junping nodded in agreement.

It's not because Huang Xue said I am your assistant, but because he is afraid that the old lady will be anxious.

In fact, he was also anxious and wanted to know who the old lady was going to take him to see.

After putting away the compiled manuscripts, Zhang Junping and Huang Xue left the studio together.

After leaving the studio, Zhang Junping was going to go back to his dormitory to change his clothes. After working as a carpenter in a furniture store for a day, he was covered in sawdust.

When he walked to the dormitory building, he realized that Huang Xue was still following him, "If you don't go to eat, why are you following me? Are you going to visit the boys' dormitory?"

“There are a lot of good places to visit in the boys’ dormitory!

It looks like a pig's nest, it's not like I've never seen it before!

You go change your clothes and I'll wash them for you!

This is also the job responsibility of my assistant!" Huang Xue said with wide eyes.

Is it the assistant's responsibility to do laundry?

Zhang Junping scratched his head but did not object.

Only a fool would refuse if someone washes his clothes for him.

After accepting the memory of his predecessor, Zhang Junping also knew that college life in this era also included many things to show off and compare with.

For example, if a girl does the laundry, this is something worth showing off.

It's more enviable than having a girlfriend.

At this point, Zhang Junping admitted that he is also a vain person.

"Thank you!"

After Zhang Junping thanked him, he quickly ran into the dormitory, changed out of his clothes, and then ran out holding the changed clothes and handed them to Huang Xue who was waiting outside.

"You wash your hair first and then go do your errands!

With a head full of sawdust, no matter who you are meeting, it is very rude!" Huang Xue took the clothes and warned again.

"I know, I'll go back and wash my hair right now!

Thank you for helping me with the laundry, and I’ll treat you to dinner another day!”

"You still owe me a movie!" Huang Xue reminded and left without looking back.

Return to the dormitory.

"Okay! Zhang Junping, he said it doesn't matter to you, and the clothes will be washed for you!"

"That's right, Zhang Junping, you are so careless, you actually hid such a big thing from us!"

"Why don't you just wash your clothes? You old men are so jealous that your eyes are red!" Zhang Junping said with disdain.

"Isn't it just a matter of doing laundry?

Listen to this tone!

Zhang Junping, what do you want to do if you don't wash your clothes?" Zhuang Helin asked in a weird voice.

"Of course it is: the east wind blooms flowers on thousands of trees at night, and even blows them down, the stars are like rain, the BMW carvings are fragrant all over the road, the phoenix flutes sound, the jade pots turn with light, and fish and dragons dance all night long!" Li shook his head forward and recited a poem.

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Zhang Junping is speechless. Even college students in the 1980s were so arrogant.

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