You are unlucky and I am tough

Chapter 169 Your Drawing is Too Ugly

Wei Qinglang arranged for Peng Laosan to be the manager of this group of people, and to be responsible for managing them in the future. Under the leadership of Peng Laosan, more than 20 young and middle-aged men worked together, and several thatched huts were built before dark.

Wei Nanxing also bought mats, bedding and other things, and parked the donkey cart at the foot of the mountain to distribute them.

The four people who went to buy wood came back after dark. Qiuyan and Dongyun recorded it in great detail. They selected three timber suppliers in Taohua Village, all of which were materials that could be used directly, including beams, columns, rafters, etc., which had already been processed. They agreed to start delivering the goods tomorrow.

The quantity is estimated by an experienced craftsman, and if it is not enough, more can be sent at that time.

The Peng brothers also selected three craftsmen, all of whom were the best in the village. They were paid 100 to 50 wen a day and were required to bring their own tools. With the help of several of the craftsmen, they went to the next village and ordered a batch of gray tiles and blue bricks for the stove.

Cheng Shuang had even forgotten about the need to order tiles. After reading the records in the booklet, she was very satisfied with the two Peng brothers and gave them a reward of fifty cents each.

The white flour buns were made in the evening by Cheng Guqiu, Wu Junniang and several other women. After they were steamed, they were pulled over in a donkey cart and distributed to the people there. They also brought some oil lamps and candles.

The people over there built a bonfire in the open space, sat around it, ate steamed buns, and happily discussed how to build a house tomorrow.

The village was also quite lively. For fear of missing the spring planting, many families were busy in the fields with bonfires lit.

But the children in the village still wanted to study. A few brave ones ran to Wei's house to ask Cheng Shuang when they would continue their classes. Cheng Shuang sent the children away, saying that she was too busy recently and had no time.

After the multiplication table was written, Cheng Chen took it to read with great interest. After dinner, Cheng Shuang took a hot bath and called his brothers and sisters to the main room, and began to teach them to recite the multiplication table and simple mental arithmetic.

After teaching for more than half an hour, he went to Cheng Pan's room to teach her how to do accounting alone. He waited until late at night and Wei Xinyi was already fast asleep in bed before returning to his own room.

The light was on in the room. Wei Qinglang was concentrating on writing something at the table. He didn't even hear the door open.

Of course, Cheng Shuang was also afraid that someone in the house had fallen asleep, so she was very careful not to make any noise when opening the door.

She quietly walked to the table and found that Wei Qinglang was drawing.

"What are you drawing?"

Wei Qinglang was startled by her and tapped her forehead with the brush in his hand, "Are you trying to scare me to death?"

Cheng Shuang curled her lips and leaned over to take a look. The spread-out paper was half the size of a table and was almost full of drawings. It was a vivid pastoral landscape. The houses were drawn in great detail, even the windows and door handles were drawn.

After taking a closer look, Cheng Shuang felt that the layout of the houses at the foot of the mountain was a little familiar. Then she saw the blueprint she had drawn in the afternoon next to it, and she immediately understood.

"You drew this according to the drawing I drew?"

Wei Qinglang nodded and pointed at her drawing. "Rough draft."

Then he pointed at the one he had just drawn, "Detailed draft."

"So?" Cheng Shuang yawned, feeling a little sleepy. "The fact that you can draw it shows that you can understand my drawing. As long as you get the meaning, why bother to draw a new one? Don't you find it tiring?"

"I don't want to either." Wei Qinglang shrugged, "But your painting is so ugly, it makes me upset."

Cheng Shuang paused as she was about to turn around, her eyes narrowed as she pounced over and grabbed his neck, "Wei Qinglang, I'm going to strangle you to death, believe it or not, being able to draw is nothing special, I know tens of thousands of medicinal herbs."

Wei Qinglang pulled her hand away and begged for mercy, "I was wrong. The drawing was for the craftsmen to see. Just build it according to the general style."

After a while, Cheng Shuang finally let go and lay down on the bed, covered herself with the quilt and went to sleep.

The painting was still to be completed. After Wei Qinglang finished it, he looked at the mountain and thought for a moment, then wrote the three words "Yunxi Mountain" in the blank space next to it, and then put down his pen.

The person on the bed had fallen asleep, lying on his side, hugging a pillow, with one hand hanging over the edge of the bed.

Wei Qinglang went over and gently tucked the hand back into the quilt, straightened the quilt, then blew out the light and lay down on the folding bed below to rest.

On the second day, before the people transporting timber arrived, a team of people transporting blue bricks and red tiles came from the village first. A large number of blue bricks were delivered to the open space of about two acres diagonally opposite the Wei family. Later, a large number of craftsmen also came.

After asking, Cheng Shuang found out that it was the land of Cheng Lao Xiucai's family. Their family refused the government's help in building the house, took the silver compensation and chose to find someone to build it themselves. They had been living in a rented courtyard in the city for some time, and only now did they find craftsmen to build the house.

Compared with the grand display at Mr. Cheng's house, the wood sent by Cheng Shuang and his team was not so noticeable.

After the craftsmen who came looked at the drawing given by Wei Qinglang, they began to organize the construction according to the structural layout in the drawing.

Considering the issue of convenient meals for so many people, the first thing built was the kitchen. The kitchen is very large and is separated by a long island made of blue bricks. Half of it is used for cooking and the other half is used to place tables and chairs for the workers' daily meals.

The materials delivered were all ready-made, which saved the trouble of felling, transporting, cutting and polishing. With dozens of people working together, the efficiency was very high.

Wei Qinglang was on site to supervise the entire process. Since it was a house for the workers to live in, he didn't pay attention to choosing a date for raising the beams. In the afternoon, they had already started laying tiles in the kitchen.

However, considering that the new stove needed to be in place for two days, the lunch was cooked on a temporary stove built with stones in the open space outside.

Wei Qinglang used a donkey cart to transport the more than 1,000 kilograms of grain, flour, and dried vegetables he had bought last time, so he didn't have to go through the trouble of cooking at home and then delivering the food.

When the villagers saw them busy as hell and houses were being built one after another, they realized that the more than 30 people were bought by the Wei family. This caused quite a stir in the village, and everyone was curious about what they were going to do with so many people.

In the days that followed, Wei Qinglang was there supervising the work. Cheng Shuang took her two younger brothers to the provincial capital. After learning that several good private schools in the city would not recruit new students until the end of February, she taught her younger brothers and sisters arithmetic at home every day, and taught Cheng Shuang how to account.

Cheng Chen had an amazing memory; he'd memorized the multiplication table by the second period, and he learned mental arithmetic very quickly, making him a top science student in modern times. Cheng Pan also did okay, managing just enough for a few arithmetic tasks, but his performance on the other tasks was average.

However, Cheng Shuang did not force them. He let them learn because he thought it was better to have more skills than less. In short, it would not do any harm.

Cheng Zhengyi and Cheng Daming are also going to restart their braised food business and ask Cheng Shuang to continue to provide spice packages. They say that the market here is huge and they are preparing to discuss cooperation with more restaurants.

Cheng Shuang just did nothing to get the dividends, so naturally she had no objection and gave him spice packs with four flavors: five-spice, spicy, sauce-flavored, and sweet.

Many villagers also wanted to follow Cheng Shuang in growing vegetables, and they came to buy seeds. Not only did they want mustard seeds, but many people also wanted the bitter melons, tomatoes, and eggplants that Cheng Shuang had grown last year.

Cheng Shuang still had to make money from these ingredients, so naturally he wouldn't sell more to the villagers. Except for the mustard seeds, he only sold enough seeds for their own consumption.

Wei Qinglang named the mountain he bought Yunxi Mountain, and wanted to find someone to carve his name on the stone wall of the small waterfall at the foot of the mountain.

The whole family was very satisfied with the name. Cheng Shuang even asked Xiao Si to write dozens of mountain names. She picked out the one she was most satisfied with and said that she would hang a plaque on it when the mountain gate was built in the future.

The days passed one by one, and when the house at the foot of Yunxi Mountain was built, Wu Junniang and the others, who had lived at home for eight or nine days, moved to the new house over there.