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Chapter 108 I Will Make Money

Chapter 108 I will make money

Author: I love to eat pig's trotters

Chapter 108 I will make money

After the relationship between the two was confirmed, Zhou Bingkun ran to Zheng Juan's house without any trouble. He never left empty-handed. He didn't carry some rice or noodles. Sometimes he also got some meat and vegetables. He exchanged them on the black market.

He doesn't know either.

Aunt Zheng was so happy that her family's living standards were rising sharply. Guangming also called out Bingkun Brother. The neighbors in Taiping Hutong were not rich. Now, seeing that someone in Zheng Juan's family gave things every day was envious.

Aunt Zheng was so proud that Zheng Juan was a little worried. After Zhou Bingkun got off work that day, he came to Zheng Juan's house with a piece of meat. Zheng Juan called Zhou Bingkun alone and said outside:

"Bingkun, I know you feel sorry for me, but you often take it like this. My aunt doesn't tell you, your salary is only so much. If you take it every day, my aunt will definitely have an objection, so don't take it in the future.

Now, my family is not that short, and life is still fine!”

Zhou Bingkun thought to himself that it is really hard to explain if he has money these days. He is dead and has a lot of salary. He thought about it and said,

"This is not bought by my salary, I haven't even moved my salary. My mother doesn't know that this is all earned by the odd job I did outside! If I don't believe it, I will go back and take my salary card and let you see it. They are all saved on it.

Then, I didn't move at all!"

Zheng Juan'er doesn't believe at all, what kind of work can cost so much money?

"Then tell me what kind of odd jobs you have, don't lie to me!"

Zhou Bingkun thought about it and said that pawning things is not a long-term way, so he said:

"It's all the money I earn for others to make furniture. Isn't my dad a level 8 bricklayer? I have some carpenter skills. I learned a little, and I'll make some small tables, chairs, stools, etc. if I'm fine!"

"Really, I haven't heard that you know this skill!"

Zhou Bingkun quickly promised that his father Zhou Zhigang had indeed handed over some simple carpenters to their brothers, but it was just a little basic. However, this time he gained Shen Yi's painting talent. Shen Yi once studied various furniture for painting.

The structure was learned from the carpenter for a while, so Zhou Bingkun can now be called the first half of the carpenter.

"In this way, I'll take a break tomorrow. I'll bring something to your house to make a few tables, chairs and benches, so that you can see! I just can see the wood in your yard."

Zheng Juan'er then believed it a little, thinking that this partner is really good, and she can't help but have good character and versatile talents.

After having supper at Zheng Juaner's house, Zhou Bingkun went back. After arriving at home, she was ridiculed by Li Suhua. She was not really angry, but she felt a little sad.

"Oh, otherwise the old saying goes, you will forget your mother after marrying a wife. You will not stay at home every day before you marry a wife!"

When Zhou Bingkun saw that his mother had some objections, he quickly stepped forward to comfort her.

"Oh, Mom, I'm not doing this for you. I'll treat Zheng Juan'er well, so she can treat you more well. I'm doing this for our future life!"

Li Suhua pointed Zhou Bingkun's forehead hard.

"You dead boy, just fool your mother and me!"

Zhou Bingkun quickly stepped forward and hugged his mother, and said with a smile:

"Hehe, mom, don't worry, I'll go and inspect her Zheng Juan'er to see if she is a filial person. If I don't immediately get rid of her!"

"You can pull it down, I don't believe it. Look at how enthusiastic you are at Zheng Juaner's house and even kicked them. I think it would be nice if they don't kick you!"

"Haha, mom, you are still not confident in your son. Your son, I am a serious worker, and you are a handsome talent when you grow up. You are so beautiful. You are so loved by everyone, and you are blooming when you grow up!



Li Suhua was amused by her son and laughed. The unhappiness she had before disappeared. She now felt that her old lame had become more and more aware that she was already aware of her. Now she talks about playful words one by one.

After talking to Li Suhua for a while, I remembered that I would have to go to Zheng Juan’s house to do carpentry work tomorrow, so I asked Li Suhua,

"Hey, mom, didn't my dad put some tools before, but where did he put them? You can help me find out what I'm using!"

Li Suhua didn't understand for a while that his father's tools were all from the public, so he brought them to Chongqing?

"What tool? Why don't I know!"

"Hey, you forgot, did my brother and I learn carpentry work with my dad for a few days before? Isn't the cabinets in our house all made by my dad?"

Li Suhua then suddenly realized

"Those carpenters are doing things, then I have to think about it carefully. Your dad is useless, it seems that he has let Nagada go, I'll look for you. Oh, why are you looking for that thing now?



Zhou Bingkun was embarrassed to say that he wanted to get something for Zheng Juan's house.

"Then what, I think it's okay to practice. I'm not in a timber factory. I'm in contact with wood every day. I think it's also a skill to practice some carpenter skills? Anyway, it's okay to get off work now!"

Li Suhua heard this and pointed it out. Anyway, I can’t get into college now. It’s good to learn more skills and earn some extra money.

"Okay, I'll look for you. When your father bought this guy, I objected. You said you were a bricklayer and our family didn't do carpenter work. What did you do with that thing?

It will be put up after a few days!"

After a while, Li Suhua took out a set of guys from the bedside table, all of which were wrapped in oil cloth, including planes, adzes, saws, ink buckets, rulers, chisels, etc., and the preserved ones were pretty good.

"You see, they are all well preserved, but there is no ink in the ink bucket. You can add some more when you look back!"

Zhou Bingkun took it and took a look. It was indeed well preserved and could be used directly.

This thing was considered a valuable item at that time.

"Okay, mom, I'll use it. There's wood in the yard. I'll make a few guys to let you see!"

"Oh, my old son is bragging again. What can you beat? Just your three-legged kung fu, so you should learn two more years to fight!"

"Mom, open your eyes and take a look, look at your old son's ability! I will make you look at me with admiration today!"

After saying that, he ignored Li Suhua and went to the yard with the tools. He first chose some suitable wood, then splashed ink lines, sawed the length, cut the wood, cut the thickness, and planed it straight and molded.

Li Suhua next to her eyes were worth it. She never expected that the old son under her nose had such skills and had never discovered it. Could he still have such skills when moving wood in a timber factory?

After a while, a brand new stool appeared in Zhou Bingkun's hand. Zhou Bingkun picked up the stool and looked up and down. Although it was the first time he was born, it was not bad. He handed it to his mother who was amazed. Zhou Bingkun also

He started moving. This time he was not going to build any furniture. He saw that there were a lot of peach wood at home. He was going to carve two wooden hairpins and two wooden combs, and he was going to give it to his mother and Zheng Juan. I believe that he liked those rough furniture even more.

This carefully crafted,

He first went to the room to get a pencil and a stack of manuscript paper. There was nothing suitable at home, so he started painting. With his inheritance of Chen Yi's talent and ability, he drew several styles in a short while.

"Mom, look, I like that kind of thing I'll make it for you!"
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