After a simple breakfast, Zhou Wenbing went to work.
Nothing unexpected happened at work today. Everything was normal.
After work, Zhou Wenbing bought some tools for carpenters.
For example, planer knives, chisel knives, wood sand, and so on.
He was ready to go home and start building his home.
As the saying goes, sharpening a knife doesn't cost cutting wood.
With good tools, it was much easier to make furniture.
Since he didn't have a wood ticket, Zhou Wenbing could only take out the wood he had stored in the penthouse.
The wood was left behind from the flood relief.
Most of them are made of locust tree wood.
However, it was also very suitable to make furniture with locust wood.
The texture was straight, resistant to corrosion, and stable.
Zhou Wenbing didn't stay idle for even a moment.
After taking out the wood, he began to cut, polish, and chisel…
Wood shavings were flying in front of his house.
He was busy for about an hour.
Zhou Wenbing finally made a recliner.
This chair was simply too comfortable to use in summer.
With his god-level carpentry skills, the chairs he made were even more beautiful than the ones sold by the supply and marketing cooperative outside.
Then, Zhou Wenbing began to polish the paper with sandpaper.
This way, the chair would be shiny without painting.
This scene surprised the auntie who came out to splash water.
"Wenbing, you know carpentry?”
A middle-aged woman asked curiously when she saw the recliner that Zhou Wenbing had made.
Why didn't she notice that Zhou Wenbing had such skills before?
"I only know a little!"
Zhou Wenbing said perfunctorily. He didn't want to talk to an auntie.
He didn't have a good impression of Yi Zhonghai, so he was neither cold nor warm to the auntie.
Zhou Wenbing felt a little strange.
He did not see Silly Zhu, Qin Huiru, Yi Zhonghai, and the others after work.
I wonder what these people are busy with!
"Slow down, slow down, don't fall Dongxu!”
Just as he was feeling surprised, Jia Zhangshi's voice came from not far away.
Qin Huairu pushed Jia Dongxu out of the hospital and back home.
Silly Zhu followed Yi Zhonghai.
So these people went to pick up Jia Dongxu from the hospital?
He didn't expect Jia Dongxu's physique to be so good that he was discharged from the hospital a few days after the amputation.
When Jia Zhangshi saw the recliner that Zhou Wenbing had made, she was quite surprised.
She didn't expect him to have such skills.
Then, his eyes lit up.
Because she thought about her son's legs, he would definitely be uncomfortable sitting in a wheelchair.
It would definitely be much more comfortable if he could lie on a recliner.
He immediately walked in front of Zhou Wenbing.
"Yo, I didn't know that you know carpentry!”
"Since you're so good at making chairs, lend this recliner to my Dongxu. I'll return it to you when he recovers!”
Jia Zhangshi said as she went to take the chair that Zhou Wenbing had made.
How could Zhou Wenbing let her get what she wanted?
She immediately slapped Jia Zhangshi's hand away.
"Old hag, take your hands off me, don't dirty my chair.”
"If you want it, why don't you buy it yourself?"
"You want to use mine for free? Are you still asleep?”
How could Zhou Wenbing give Jia Dongxu the chair that he had painstakingly made?
Although he said he was borrowing.
But how could he take back what had fallen into Jia Zhang-shi's hands?
What was the difference between this and gifting?
"Zhou Wenbing, aren't you too stingy?”
"You're a living person. Will you die if you don't use a recliner?”
"Can't you see that Dongxu needs a comfortable chair to recuperate?”
Silly Zhu said angrily.
After being beaten up by Zhou Wenbing yesterday, Silly Zhu was still angry.
He was prepared to seek revenge on Zhou Wenbing at any moment.
This guy simply did not know how to appreciate favors.
"What does this have to do with me?"
"If I say I won't lend it, I won't lend it!"
"You're such a good person. Why don't you go buy him a new one?”
Zhou Wenbing said disdainfully.
"You-"
This left Silly Zhu at a loss.
After all, the chair belonged to Zhou Wenbing.
If others didn't lend it to him, could he rob it?
"Then can we buy it? Name a price and I'll buy it!"
Yi Zhonghai spoke.
Even if Jia Dongxu was discharged from the hospital, he couldn't be allowed to lie in bed or sit on a chair every day.
This recliner was very suitable.
Therefore, Yi Zhonghai planned to spend money to buy it.
However, Zhou Wenbing had no intention of selling it to them.
"If you really want it, I'll sell it to you for 500 yuan!”
Zhou Wenbing demanded an exorbitant price.
He did not want to give it to her on purpose.
Yi Zhonghai's face darkened when he heard the price.
Zhou Wenbing was obviously playing him on purpose.
"You dog, you're selling a chair for 500 dollars? Why don't you rob them?"
"Don't take my face! Don't even think about sitting down later!"
Silly Zhu said angrily.
If Zhou Wenbing refused to listen to him, he planned to smash the chair and see how he would sit.
"If you can't afford it, then don't talk nonsense. A cripple wants to sit on a chair I made?”
"Is he worthy?"
Zhou Wenbing mocked.
Before he transmigrated, his predecessor was beaten up by Silly Zhu and Jia Dongxu.
Zhou Wenbing had always remembered this.
Therefore, there was no way he would give the chair that he had personally made to a cripple like Jia Dongxu.
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