The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

When I was an apprentice in a carpenter's shop, there were many people working together. One person did this, and another did that. I didn't think it was that difficult to make a piece of furniture.

Moreover, at that time, most of the jobs that these apprentices could take on were not very detailed jobs for farmers.

Now Yan Zhennan is preparing the dowry for the daughter of the Master's family. They are a very particular family and they hired him because of Ayun's reputation, so naturally he has to do the job as perfectly as possible.

Even for the patterns of the carvings, Yan Zhennan had no idea how many atlases he had flipped through and how many times he had traced them.

This is his first big business. Whether his carpentry shop can make money in the future and how much money he can make depends on whether this is successful.

The major pieces over there had already been painted, and Yan Zhennan finally found some time to come back and take care of another thing, which was building a house.

It was something I had been thinking about for a long time, but was delayed for a lot of time because of various things.

But it's just as well. He can take advantage of this winter to make some furniture so that the house won't be empty when it becomes habitable.

He was looking forward to his future carpentry shop and his home with Ayun. When he had nothing to do, if he passed by a yard that looked pleasing to him, he would go back and draw it with his own ideas. He drew a lot of drawings without realizing it.

When he brought it back to show his family, they all praised the picture. As for which yard is suitable, it really depends on personal preference.

Chu Xiao liked big things and always thought that the bigger the better. If it weren't for the fact that there were certain regulations to be followed when building a house, he would definitely build a house bigger than that of Marquis Zunyuan.

I heard that those who have achieved honors are different from farmers like them. Although the scholars do not allow them to build a particularly large house, a courtyard with three entrances should be acceptable.

Yan Zhennan shook his head at this suggestion. It was a good idea but unrealistic. Now he only had a few taels of silver from selling wheelchairs. Making furniture this time might seem like a lot of money, but it would also be time-consuming. In total, he could only make about ten or eight taels of silver.

Although Qiao Qingyun was the dean of an academy, his academy was different from those academies where students could study as long as they paid tuition. There were too many smart and good-looking children whose families had no money. With some exemptions here and some help there, there was not much money left in his pocket at the end of the year.

Especially last year, the thatched hut of the academy collapsed again due to heavy snow. Repairs here and there were required, which cost a lot of money.

If others knew that a scholar who was also the president of Gudao Academy did not even have 200 taels of silver, it is hard to tell whether they would praise him as a good teacher who did not care about money in order to cultivate the pillars of the country, or laugh at him behind his back as a pedantic scholar.

However, neither Qiao Qingyun nor Yan Zhennan cared much about this. The two men didn't have to raise children, and they didn't have much expenses on a daily basis. With a hundred taels of silver on hand, it wouldn't be a problem to spend every penny they earned.

Zhao Guizhi is just the opposite of Chu Xiao. She thinks that the yard for two people does not need to be that big, otherwise it will be very difficult to clean up.

She had never seen what it was like for two men to live together, and sometimes she couldn't help but wonder who would do the cooking, washing, and cleaning the house.

Anyway, most of the men in the village who don’t have wives or husbands have houses as dirty as doghouses. They don’t change their clothes for ten days or half a month, and their clothes are so dirty that they can be used as ironworkers.

But every time I saw the second brother coming back, his clothes were always clean. And Dean Qiao was even more so. His crescent-colored clothes were always spotless. You could tell at a glance that he was a clean person.

"Who of you two usually does the housework?"

"Ah?" Yan Zhennan was a little confused as to why the topic suddenly changed when they were talking about the house, but he still answered honestly: "Whoever has time can do it. I wash his clothes when he is busy with the academy, and he washes them when he is not busy. But he always complains that I can't wash them clean."

"What about cooking?"

"I can't cook." Yan Zhennan was confused by his mother's question. When he was an apprentice, someone cooked for him, and when he returned home, his mother was there. His third sister was a girl, and the food she cooked was just edible. If he wanted to praise the food for being delicious, he would have to say something against his conscience.

His mother knows what kind of person her son is, so why would she ask him these questions?

Seeing her son's self-righteous look, Zhao Guizhi slapped him on the back and said, "Just let Qingyun do everything."

This time, she didn't hold back her strength at all, and Yan Zhennan was caught off guard, his body almost falling forward onto the table.

"Oh, mother, your son is that kind of person. Ah Yun is my wife, so I naturally love her very much. I don't ask him to cook and serve me every day. Many times I will go to the restaurant to buy some of his favorite food."

Yan Sanmei knew that whenever her second brother said that brother Qingyun did more housework, he would be punished, so she sat aside and couldn't help laughing.

Although she didn't laugh out loud, Yan Zhennan still saw it and reached out to pinch her cheek: "You are making fun of your second brother again."

Yan Sanmei felt pain from being pinched, and pushed him hard: "Mom, hit me a few more times, my second brother is so annoying."

The family has long been accustomed to the quarrels between the brother and sister. It would be strange if Yan Zhennan didn't have a quarrel with the third sister when he came back.

The two of them joked for a while, then got back to business. Yan Zhenshen looked at the locations drawn by the second brother and asked, "Are these the places you chose?"

"Yeah." Yan Zhennan pointed to a few circled locations and said, "I originally wanted to build it at the intersection of the village, but there are a lot of people walking there, so I thought of building it a little further away. There are only a few wastelands in the village."

Yan Zhenshen pointed to a location on the map and said, "Here, it's less than two miles from home. The main road to the village is mostly wasteland. Find someone to level it so that it won't be difficult for cars to pass."

"Yeah, I think this place is nice too." Yan Zhennan's family's carpentry shop can only do business with acquaintances, so it doesn't matter whether it is next to the road or not.

Moreover, the location chosen by his elder brother has a lot of wasteland and is not connected to anyone's land. Even if a road is built there in the future, it will not be used normally. Even if someone comes, they should be able to see it from a distance.

Moreover, it is neither too far nor too close to home. It only takes an incense stick of time to walk there. He can come back for dinner without being late. At the same time, it is far enough away that the clanging of the furniture he makes will not disturb others.

"Why don't you build a two-story building? You can stand high and see far." Chu Xiao deliberately teased Yan Zhennan: "Who knows, if you stand upstairs, you may be able to see your home."

"Build a building?" Yan Zhennan really hadn't thought about it so much. There were few two-story buildings in their county town, let alone farmers.

"Yes, in the summer, living on the second floor won't be damp even if you don't light a kang. Otherwise, you won't be able to sleep at night because of a fire to get rid of the moisture. I even want to tear down the main house and build a two-story building."

Zhao Guizhi waved her hands when she heard this: "I can't get used to living here. It's out of touch with reality to be floating up there."