Who would marry into the family after being reborn?

Sent Cheng Yuejuan away.

Xiuchun let out a sigh of relief and stepped into the vegetable garden to pick some vegetables for cooking.

Xichun followed behind and asked: "Third sister, why didn't the second brother send you back today?"

"If he saw so many people coming to him to find a wife today, he would wake up laughing in his dreams, right?"

Xiuchun buried her head in the vegetable garden and picked a handful of beans, and then bent down to pick two eggplants.

"The second brother is so busy now, don't make trouble for him if you can. It's a short distance, I'll be home in a while."

"Besides, the second brother may not be interested in girls from ordinary families now."

At this moment, Wu Wei, who was at Zheng Laohan's house, didn't know all this.

He was burying his head in the table outside the yard, concentrating on thinking about the design of the meat processing factory.

This time, it was noon unknowingly.

Until Zhai Ke, who was off work, came over and guessed, "It seems that you have also won the factory project?"

Wu Wei threw away the carpenter pencil in his hand, straightened up and said, "It's almost there. Once we get the blueprint, it will be a done deal."

Even though Zhai Ke had expected this,

But facing Wu Wei's nonchalant attitude, he still couldn't help but said indignantly, "Why is it that everything is as simple as eating and drinking water in your mouth?"

Master Gao next to him teased, "Old Zhai, did you just figure it out?"

Master Chen also echoed, "If you ask me, don't be unconvinced."

"That's right! Just like the two of us, you just follow the foreman to move bricks and lay walls."

Zhai Ke nodded, "That's right, you two came before me, so you can see it clearly."

After that, he threw a cigarette to Wu Wei, turned around and pulled Master Chen and Master Gao to the side to smoke and chat.

Wu Wei got the chance, put the cigarette in his mouth and lit it.

He felt the change in his pocket, which was enough for a phone call.

He walked to the nearby store, picked up the public phone, and called Boss Cheng in the east of the city.

When the boss heard the call, Wu Wei wanted to purchase more goods, and more goods.

His attitude was more enthusiastic than that of his own father.

He immediately said, "Master Wu, are you still in the meat processing factory last time? Wait, I will come to find you later."

Wu Wei thought about it and agreed.

The materials needed for the two small western-style buildings this time are not just bricks, sand and cement.

Not only that, the quantity is not a small number.

It is definitely difficult to explain on the phone.

It took less than half an hour to come back from the store.

Just as Yang Qiaoqiao's meal was ready, Boss Cheng came over with two roast chickens.

Good guy, he came at the right time.

Fortunately, he didn't come empty-handed, he was sensible.

Even so, two roast chickens were not enough to share.

Wu Wei held a bowl of rice, topped with Yang Qiaoqiao's stew, and a chicken leg brought by Boss Cheng.

He ate with relish.

While his mouth was full of oil, he did not forget to confirm with Boss Cheng: "Have you really eaten?"

Boss Cheng swallowed his saliva and said: "Really, would I lie to you?"

Wu Wei further probed: "How about some more? Don't think our food is bad."

Boss Cheng couldn't wait any longer, "Come on, you eat first, I'll go around first. After you finish eating, we can talk."

Or else, Boss Cheng is sensible.

After a round of walking, he came back with two more watermelons.

Everyone had just finished lunch, and they quickly got some watermelons to press down, feeling very happy.

This time, Boss Cheng was determined not to be tense, and ate watermelons with everyone else, becoming one of them.

So they were full and satisfied.

The small workers and several big workers found a place to take a lunch break.

Wu Wei took the tea poured by Yang Qiaoqiao, spread out the drawings on the table, and began to place an order for Boss Cheng.

Boss Cheng held a small notebook and held the pencil.

The more he wrote, the more excited he became.

This time he really didn't come in vain, he made a fortune!

Not only is the quantity large and the variety wide, but there are also many uncommon materials, and the profit margin is also large.

Wu Wei looked back and saw that Boss Cheng's hand holding the pencil couldn't help shaking.

"Is it that serious, Boss Cheng?"

"I'm sorry to make you laugh, Boss Wu. I, Old Cheng, really didn't expect to have this day so soon!"

Wu Wei raised his eyebrows, "Why doesn't it sound like a good word?"

"Puh, phuh," Boss Cheng said immediately: "Good words, absolutely good words! Master Wu, you can make it bigger and stronger, and I'll just follow behind and drink some broth."

After saying this, Boss Cheng bent his back even lower.

The two of them estimated the main building materials and finally talked about the terrazzo, flooring or floor tiles required for the ground.

Boss Cheng said frankly: "I have never bought flooring or floor tiles. I heard that the higher-ups don't allow them to be used, right?"

Wu Wei nodded. He vaguely remembered this.

But when he talked to Jiang Yan, he didn't care about this and said too much.

In fact, most of the floors in China nowadays are solid wood floors.

They are made by some local timber factories using some scraps and waste.

In addition, the installation is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and you have to polish and paint it yourself.

Compared with the various mature craft floors in later generations, it is far inferior.

So it is not used much.

"Then you should focus on asking about terrazzo."

Boss Cheng buried his head and wrote it down: "Terrazzo is already very fashionable, why do you need wooden floors!"

The two of them sorted out the materials for the two small western-style buildings for an hour or so, and finally sorted out the materials for the two small western-style buildings.

Looking up, Boss Cheng's eyes fell on the factory building drawing that Wu Wei had not finished drawing.

"What is this, Master Wu?"

"This is another job," Wu Wei said casually, "It's not finished yet, no rush."

Boss Cheng's eyes flickered. Seeing that the size was not small, the amount of building materials needed was probably not less than these two small buildings.

So he took the opportunity to go to the toilet and went to the store to buy two Hongtashan cigarettes.

Wu Wei refused to accept it.

He insisted on stuffing it into Wu Wei's hand.

Two Hongtashan cigarettes, not a small amount of money, but Boss Cheng knew that he had to spend money.

With such a large amount of money for two buildings today, Wu Wei called him without saying a word.

He himself, he couldn't be ignorant.

After stuffing the cigarette, Boss Cheng hurried to leave.

Wu Wei hurriedly walked two steps forward, but Boss Cheng insisted on not letting him go.

Wu Wei could only remind him: "For materials such as steel bars and aluminum alloys that are in short supply, you'd better prepare them in advance, so as not to delay things."

Boss Cheng raised his hand and said: "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Compared to Wu Wei who was busy this afternoon, the two sisters in the fence courtyard were not much better.

A simple lunch was just ready.

Xiuchun and Xichun just held the big bowl and squatted under the shade of the tree at the door to eat.

Then they saw someone on the village road, turning towards their home.

Xichun's mouth was bulging, and he was stunned and said: "We just sent away a wave this morning, and there will be another wave in the afternoon? Are you really planning to not stop until you break our door?"

Xiuchun took a few bites of the food, and stuffed the big bowl to the youngest sister and said: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Yanzu Yifei, please vote and recommend. The manuscript is almost finished. If you don't vote, he won't vote. The author can't write monkeys. Even the donkey in the production team needs to eat some good feed.