Qin Jiajun wrapped himself tightly in a military coat and wore leather gloves on his hands. The truck carefully drove out of the community. Although Yang Liufang had closed the glass tightly, the wind still came in through unknown gaps. .
"Brother Qin, our car is new, how can we still get wind of it?"
"This is much better. You have never been in a winter troop car. It is noisy and has air leakage from all sides. If you drive far and cannot move around, you will freeze."
"Do I need to pour hot water to start it?"
"Yeah, you have to warm up the car first."
The two of them were chatting, and the truck was driving in the ice and snow with slippery steps. It couldn't go fast, so Yang Liufang wrapped his coat tightly and shrank into the back of the chair.
About two hours later, we arrived at a new community. This is a dormitory area built specifically for intellectuals in Xizhou City. It has six floors with gray walls and red tiles, and there is a gatekeeper on duty at the door. Qin Jiajun rolled down the glass and greeted the gatekeeper.
"Hello, master, we are looking for Mr. Li in Unit 3, Building 6."
"Which room number? Do you know what it's called?"
"Oh, I really don't know about this. I just moved him to a house the day before yesterday. It seems to be 3503."
"Then please register."
Qin Jiajun got out of the car and took off his leather gloves to register. The white breath he exhaled enveloped his head and his pen was frozen to the point of dripping water. He laughed in his mouth and continued to write. In the end, he still didn't finish writing. In the end, he couldn't even hold the pen in his hand. Can't hold it anymore. The people behind were urging, and the gatekeeper let them in directly.
The truck found Building 6 after twists and turns in the community, and found an open space downstairs to stop. The two got out of the car and found Unit 3. They felt warm as they entered the corridor.
“The new community is good and the heating is hot enough.”
The two climbed the stairs and found 3503. Knocking on the door, an old man with gray hair opened the door.
"Hello, Teacher Li."
"Oh, Xiao Qin, hello, hello."
"Mr. Li, this is my brother, the owner of Hanwangchuan Furniture Factory. A few days ago, you said you wanted to customize a bookshelf, and I asked him to help you with your advice."
"Come in, come in."
When the two entered the room, a burst of heat hit them, and Yang Liufang unconsciously wanted to take off his coat. Looking around at the sofa and the coffee table, there are books all over it. Yang Liufang rarely reads and is very envious of scholars. I think this is what is called a place full of books. He took off his coat and put it on the coat rack by the door.
"Mr. Li, the literati in our country all like to design their own homes. I want to hear your thoughts."
"Hey, I initially want to make two rows of bookshelves on the back of this sofa, and then do this in the study."
Yang Liufang followed Teacher Li and walked in: "My wife and I have half of this room. One side is her book and the other side is mine. This window must be used rationally."
"Teacher Li, does this bookshelf need cabinet doors?"
"I want it, but my lover doesn't."
"Okay, Teacher Li, I understand your idea. Let me measure it first. Then I will draw you a rough sketch and see if it suits you."
"That's great. My wife is coming back soon, so we can give advice together."
"Okay, let me measure first and then draw the picture. Teacher Li, I came here in a hurry. I didn't bring any paper or pen, so I have to borrow yours."
"Okay, I'll find it for you."
Yang Liufang measured the back of the sofa and all the dimensions of the study room, and then began to sketch in the notebook given by Teacher Li. He did not draw it according to the normal bookshelf, but applied the classical swastika grid and rounded the corners.
When Teacher Li saw it, he was full of praise: "Xiao Yang, right? Xiao Yang understands me and has a tacit understanding."
In the study room, Yang Liufang built a corner desk with two heavy ends under the window, and built bookcases on the walls on both sides. The bottom is a 50cm high cabinet, and the top is a 30cm tall bookshelf.
Teacher Li looked and nodded. At this moment, the door rang. Teacher Li went to open the door. It was his lover who had got off work.
"Honey, I'm back. Xiao Qin is here and brought us the owner of a furniture factory. I'm admiring his masterpieces. Come and take a look at it too."
She took off her coat and was very satisfied when she saw the drawings handed over by Teacher Li and the bookshelf on the sofa. In the study room, Yang Liufang began to introduce.
"The writing desk under the window allows the two teachers to read and write, and the visibility is good. After reading for a long time, looking through the window can relieve visual fatigue. The cabinet under the bookshelf can be used as a storage cabinet."
"Not bad, not bad. I think it's okay. It's very thoughtful."
"Xiao Yang, look, my wife and I are quite satisfied. How do we calculate this fee?"
"Teacher Li, I like reading very much and have always respected scholars. I feel very honored to be able to serve these two teachers today. But I run a factory. It is impossible not to make money. It is hard to make too much money. I can't bear it. In this way, if the two teachers have their own wood, I will process it and charge a processing fee of 500. If I provide everything, it will be 800 plus the cost of materials."
"Oh, yes, I think the price is acceptable. Xiao Yang, you are Xiao Qin's brother, so you can provide it all. We don't have any wood. How long will it take? Can it be done before the Chinese New Year?"
"Teacher Li, I will try my best."
"Then you've worked hard."
"Okay, Teacher Li, we will step up the production when we get back. Later, let my brother bring someone to install it for you."
