Wenxu was in trouble today. It was not because others were unhappy with Wenxu, but because Wenxu encountered difficulties in making wooden barrels.

The barrels made of hardwood in the space are beautiful and look very strong. Unfortunately, they are placed at normal room temperature. Usually, as long as you get overnight, the barrels are either cracks or leaking at the intersection of two wooden boards. Wenxu makes wooden barrels, not funnels. Such wooden barrels are obviously not in line with Wenxu's requirements, and they do not meet the requirements of wine barrels.

But Wen Xu was not discouraged, but experimented again and again. Unfortunately, so far, no wooden barrel has been completely lost to water. Even if there is one, Wen Xu will not be able to use it. Who knows when the problem will occur.

Fortunately, Wen Xu is patient, has plenty of time in his hands, and constantly comforts himself in his heart. As a novice carpenter, he still has a lot to learn and know. He has to strengthen his learning in this area. At least Wen Xu doesn’t know much about various wood knowledge, let alone whether he can eat it thoroughly.

Early in the morning, Wen Xu and Shi Shangzhen finished the morning jog, went home and finished breakfast, and once again looked at the wooden barrel he put in the yard.

Wen Xu picked up one, turned it with both hands and carefully checked each piece of wood to see if it had any seams, whether there were cracks or bad bites in the joints.

After looking for a while, I finally shook my head, picked up the hammer head at my hand and knocked the wooden barrel on my hand. A very conspicuous crack appeared on a wooden board, and the entire barrel was declared scrapped.

After checking all the buckets, Wen Xu began to rub the teeth straight, and none of the buckets were good. Even today, they didn't have to use water, and they were all done.

While Wen Xu was stunned, an old man came over and reached out to pick up the wooden boards that Wen Xu had thrown in the yard one by one, then held them in his arms and placed them under the tree opposite Wen Xu's door. The old traitor specially picked up the boards that were smashed by Wen. After picking them up, he sat on the wooden board and pulled out the dry cigarette from his pocket, sucking it up, sucking it, while the old man was still smiling at Wen Xu.

Looking at the old man, Wen Xu asked with a smile and cry: "Grandpa Jiu, you have been looking at me at my door for several days. Why do you pick up these wood every day?"

The old man is Wen Xu's grandfather, the only one with the largest seniority in the village who is still alive, but his brain is a little bad. However, the old man is not crazy, and he doesn't look like an old man with Alzheimer's disease and no IQ. The old man can't remember many things and can't recognize people anymore. However, other things are good, such as life, and they don't need to be taken care of. Of course, at such an old age, physical functions will always deteriorate a little, which is normal.

For three days, every day when Wen Xu checked the wood, the old man would pick up a few rotten wooden boards and put them under his butt and look at Wen Xuxiao. He could sit until lunch before going back. Regardless of whether Wen Xu was still in the yard or not, the old man would smoke dry cigarettes and look at Wen Xule, as if he was looking at a fool.

If it was an old man I didn't know, Wen Xu would definitely be creepy when he laughed, but Grandpa Jiu was not crazy or fussy, Wen Xu would naturally not be afraid.

Back in the kitchen, Wen Xu took out a tea egg from the pot, walked to the old man, bent down and handed the tea egg to Grandpa Jiu: "You should eat slowly!"

"Okay!" When the old man saw the tea egg, his eyes immediately stood up. He immediately put the dry tobacco in his hand on the side of the wooden board where he was sitting, and carefully set the cigarette pot empty so that the heat of the cigarette pot would not burn the wooden board.

Grandpa Jiu carefully took the tea egg, stretched out his dry hands and began to pluck the tea egg. While plucking, he put the peeled eggshells that were sticking to the eggshells from time to time. The eggshells with the eggshells penetrated the old man's mouth, and when they came out, only the smooth eggshells were left.

The old man didn't throw the eggshell around, and just put it in his palm. After waiting for the whole egg to be peeled, the old man broke his hands and split the egg into two, and then started eating it in small bites.

Waiting for a tea egg to finish eating, some egg crumbs fell on the old man's beard, so Wen Xu stretched out the row and gently brushed the old man's gray beard and dusted off the egg matte.

Seeing the old man finishing his eggs, Wen Xu stood up and prepared to go back to his yard.

"Renting!"

Grandpa Jiu spoke out at this time and called Wen Xu who was about to leave. There was no way. The old man always recognized Wen Xu as Wen Xu's grandfather, and he also called Wen Xu's name.

"What else do you have? Want to drink water? I'll bring you a bowl." Wen Xu said as he was about to walk into the yard and prepare to get water for the old man.

Who knew that Grandpa Jiu shook his head and asked, "Are you stupid? I thought you were a good student since I was a child, so why did you get rid of the axial force?"

Wen Xu was a little confused by the old man, so he asked the old man: "Grandpa Jiu, where are you doing this? Why am I going to do it?"

"Come here!" Grandpa Jiu waved to Wen Xu, then patted the wooden board under his butt, signaling Wen Xu to come and sit down. Without waiting for Wen Xu to come over, he pulled out a piece of wooden boards under his butt, and then put it on the tree roots and piled up the wooden boards piled up with several wooden boards he was sitting with.

Wen Xu walked over and sat on the wooden board that the old man had arranged, looking at the old man with a humble attitude: "You said, I'm listening here!"

For Wen Xu, the old man’s mind is not very good. As a junior, as long as the old man is not too much, he just follows his words.

"How about sitting?"

"It's pretty good!" Wen Xu said and deliberately flipped it, indicating that he was sitting very comfortable now.

When the old man heard this, he took the cigarette pot in his hand and then gently knocked on Wen Xu's forehead: "You also use this wood to hoop the bucket? Are you planning to force water on the bull's head? Such a hard and oily wood, and you don't eat much water. What do you think? Could it be that your brain is sucking the wind?"

Wen Xu didn't expect the old man to actually hang the bucket when he told him. When he heard the old man's words, he couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

Grandpa Jiu continued to smoke dry tobacco, and continued to say while smoking: "If you want to make a bucket, the first choice of wood is fir, which is willing to absorb water. The more you use the wooden barrel and tub, the tighter it becomes. Where can you make this wood? You can't even choose a material. You can learn to make a bucket! The tricks passed down by our ancestors for hundreds or thousands of years are not as good as you?"

Wen Xu suddenly realized what he heard.

After saying that, the old man then made his head laugh and said, "Renting, why don't you study? Are you not going to the county for an exam?"

At this time, Wen Xu felt like there was a lightning flash in his head, splitting the dark clouds in his mind, and thought to himself: Yes, why do I have nothing to do? Why do I have to use the wood in my space instead of oak barrels? What people have been brewing for hundreds of years and found out step by step is not as good as my own imagination?

Wen Xu immediately understood that nothing could be done as he took it for granted! He honestly planted oak and made oak barrels was the right way. He had nothing to do to make gimmicks or personalities. As for these hardwoods, it would be better to make a small bed for Zhao Defang and Sun Anan's unborn baby.

"Thank you, Grandpa Jiu, I know what to do," Wen Xu said.

When the old man heard Wen Xu say this, he seemed to have not heard it. He continued to smoke, without saying a word, and suddenly returned to his original state.

Wen Xu looked at the old man, turned back to the house, and brought a bowl of water to the old man. It was not that Wen Xu was reluctant to let go of the mineral water in the refrigerator, but that the old man didn't drink that at all. He only drank the water in the bowl, such as a plastic bottle, and the old man wouldn't touch it.

After returning to the house, Wenxu went online to buy oak seedlings. After buying 100 of them, it made people feel anxious. Wenxu began to prepare for a small bed.

Wenxu had never designed a small bed and didn't know what functions it would require, so Wenxu's first small bed could only be plagiarized. Wenxu was a little self-aware of this. She wrote the children's bed in the search bar of Du Niang without a sound, then clicked to enter the car, and after waiting for a while, countless pictures appeared.

Since I want to give gifts to my good brother Zhao Defang and his wife, Wen Xu can't pick up those simple ones, so he naturally has to find a bed that looks quite solid and beautiful, otherwise he will feel sorry for it.

After copying a drawing of a children's bed, finding the picture according to himself, Wen Xu began to estimate the size of each part, and while estimating, he drew his own drawings, of course, simple drawings. After drawing them, he brought the drawings into his own workshop and started working.

The material I used for the first time was cork, because Wen Xu was afraid that the drawings that were probably not good to be put together, and people who had never done the work may not understand it very much. Sometimes, even if the things on the paper look good when they were drawn on the paper, they often don’t feel so satisfying after making them. Wen Xu is going to use cork first. If you are not satisfied, it’s easy to modify them. It’s a good idea to make a sample.

Cut down the cork to the length he wanted, Wen Xu brought his goggles, and started to open the material by standing next to the chainsaw. He first opened four pillars, then the main guardrails, the wooden ladder material leading to the second floor, and then some guardrails and some guardrails with cartoon images.

Wen Xu's carpentry skills are average, and now he is very good at making, so it is inevitable that he is a bit ugly. The surfaces of the wooden pillars and the boards have not been polished, and the interfaces are not mortise-bonded and tenon-mute. They are directly equipped with hammers and nails. In just over an hour, Wen Xu built the general rack.

This set was indeed as Wen Xu thought. The four main pillars were too thick and the other parts were a little small, which looked visually not strong enough. So Wen Xu made four pillars again and gestured back and forth almost five or six times before he was satisfied.

"Warm!"

Just as Wen Xu was holding his arms and looking satisfied, Shi Shangzhen's voice came from the door. So he walked over and opened the door and let her in.

When Shi Shangzhen arrived in the house, he saw the children's wooden bed placed on the hollowed-out floor of the studio at first sight, and couldn't help but say, "Yes, it's pretty!"

After saying that, Shi Shangzhen reached out and touched it.

"Don't move!"

Wen Xu immediately spoke out to stop him. Who knew that he was still one step late? Shi Shangzhen reached out to push the main pillar, just like a piece of goods connected with a nail. Can you expect it to be so strong? Shi Shangzhen pushed it gently and fell down!

"How did you make such a good thing?"

This almost threw Shi Shangzhen into a pest of mud. After holding back his body, he looked at the pile of wooden poles on the ground and asked Wen Xu.

Wen Xu replied: "I was just proofing. I wanted to see what the size of each small bed I estimated was the best. Who knows that when you touch it, I have to nail them up again! Oh, why are you touching them? "

"You are not strong in your own work, so I'll blame me!" Shi Shangzhen muttered in a low voice.

The small bed collapsed, Wen Xu and Shi Shangzhen squatted beside the pile of wood in the small bed, reaching out to pick up the material.

"Wen Xu, you go to pick up your uncle's family the day after tomorrow. I may not be able to go with you," said Shi Shangzhen.

Wen Xu asked, "What's wrong?"

"I have to go to the provincial capital for a meeting. It will be held for four consecutive days. Several village directors in the province have excellent grades and some village directors from poor villages have exchanged and studied together. The time has to be at least six days, so I can't pick you up. Sorry!" Shi Shangzhen said with apologies on his face.

Wen Xu smiled and said, "It's okay, you go to your meeting. By the way, aren't you going to praise you again this time?"

"It's not worth mentioning to praise it. It's okay to get the results in the city. It's not much to get the provincial and industrial towns in the south. Besides, the village has borrowed so many accounts. This time I go there, I'm really studying!" Shi Shangzhen said.

The development momentum of Wenjia Village is good, but now it is not enough on the books. I owe too many debts. But everyone knows that these are basic investments. If it is developed, these are the driving force for the economic boom in Wenjia Village. If it is not developed well, it is the mountain that Wenjia Village is pressing on its forehead. But as a village director, Shi Shang's courage is still affirmed. For reform, everyone is still very concerned about such a courageous and capable village director.

As for borrowing so much money at once, it also reflects Shi Shang's true ability in some ways. If you don't have any ability now, how can anyone lend you money?

So this time, Shi Shangzhen was not showing his face, but listening to some developed villages in the south telling their successful experiences. The so-called wealthy work is the only way to go. The villages in the south almost all follow the same path. Apart from opening factories or opening factories, there is almost no second way to go.

Now the development policy that Shi Shangzhen has formulated for Wenjia Village is the Wenjia Village model based on high-end tourism and planting and farming industries. This time she went to see the power of these village directors, but in fact she just wanted to see her future path.
Chapter completed!