Go back to the valley to farm

Chapter 169 The Second Intangible Cultural Heritage
Chapter 170 The Second Intangible Cultural Heritage
In fact, there is nothing to talk about. The forestry farm had already negotiated with this company before, that is, the materials were adjusted according to the market price, and the basic part was handed over to Zhu Chaoan, and the rest remained the same.

It is basically the same to directly change Party A of the contract from the forest farm to Li Junge, with a total cost of 35 yuan.

But this is not a slip to the end, but divided into ten sections, each section is about 700 meters long.

After all, with a total length of seven kilometers, with the technical level of the company in Manzhou, it is impossible to pull out a seven-kilometer-long steel cable, and the weight of the steel cable itself will break itself.

If you want to build a steel frame or a concrete tower to support the steel cables, you might as well go directly to the cableway.

Therefore, segmentation has become the best choice for Lijiagou at present.

The thoughts in Li Junge's heart were still not very clear, his head was shaking and snoring: "I still can't slip to the end, this thing still has to be transported down piece by piece, which will waste time."

Zhu Chaoan rolled his eyes straightly: "What do you want for more than 30 yuan? The one in Zhangjiajie goes directly, and it also takes round trips. It costs more than 2 million yuan. Do you have that money?"

Ayin, however, agreed with the company's plan, saying: "Actually, it's very convenient. We can slip two people down to pick up the goods first, and then slip down two people after receiving the goods, and then the first two people slip to the next section, and then Picking up the goods, isn't it good to go all the way like this?"

Li Junge said: "Well, even if you people in Miao Village are courageous and have zero pressure on the zip line, how can you solve the problem?"

Loading must have power. In the end, the people from the zip line company came up with the idea of ​​building a small room at the intersection of each section of steel cables, installing a winch inside, diesel-driven, and another cable, so that it can be moved section by section. The goods are lifted up.

Then Li Junge requested that the hoist must be able to control the upper and lower ends for easy operation.

Zhu Chaoan suggested that video cameras and communication facilities should be installed at each intersection, so that people on both sides of the cable can see each other's behavior and avoid accidents caused by misuse.

Ayin requires the manufacturer to provide operation guides and technical training.

Li Junge also requested to provide flaw detection and detection technology for steel cables so that problems can be found and replaced in time.

After this change, the price directly doubled to 70.

Li Junge hugged Ayin and cried poorly: "Look, look, a broken pig farm insists on charging me 35 a year, so where can I find the extra [-] shortfall?"

A Yin patted Li Junge's back and only comforted him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll tell my grandpa, at worst, I won't give you the money for the wood in the village, and pay the wages first when the wooden building is repaired, and pay back the money for the wood slowly."

Thinking about it, that's the only way to go. Although I still have three or four million yuan in my hand, it is the money for repairing the mountain pond, digging canals and wrapping trees next year.

As soon as you grit your teeth and stomp your feet, 70 is 70. You have to be able to go up and down!

Li Junge really feels that the pace is too big and it’s a bit of a joke. Although Liu Sanwa’s river seafood feast in the farmhouse earns [-] to [-] a month, the business of crucian carp in the lobby has doubled, and he earns [-] a month. I really can't stand such flowers!
After signing the contract with tears in my eyes, this matter has come to an end.

Li Junge lay on the bed at night, thinking about what else he could sell.

Orchids, if they are not in season, they will not be sold if they are not in bloom.

Lizhu, no one is willing to pay a big price except to sell it to the Japanese.

Qingming stone is not yet well-known, and now it only costs one yuan per catty, so no one may want it.

Insect tea, there are still four catties, two thousand five hundred and one two, twenty five thousand one catty, which is only one hundred thousand.

Douyu, that is really my hard work, I worked hard every day to exchange it, and now I want to cry to death when I sell it for cabbage.

Wujin blood rice, that will be planted next year.

Looking at the fish swimming in the small lake of space, hey, can this be sold.

Then I thought about it, the five fish ponds just cleared by the mother are still pretending to be the sun during the day and the moon at night, I don’t know the reason.

After counting it down, Li Junge was about to cry again. It turns out that I am so poor!

Forget it, don't think about it, go to sleep!
Early the next morning, Li Junge took Bai Da and the others for a walk, and saw Uncle Bamboo Carpenter staring at the water in a daze by the river.

"Huh? Uncle Bamboo Carpenter, what are you doing by the river so early?"

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter sighed and said to Li Junge: "Yesterday Liangzi told me that the fishing rod was sold for 70 yuan."

Li Junge's eyes turned green, this is just the price of a zipline!I thought about that money all night yesterday!
Hey, that's not right, why did Uncle Bamboo Carpenter react like this?
He hurriedly said: "Look, I told you that your craftsmanship will be valuable! You never believed it, what's the matter? Are you happy and silly?"

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter took a look at Li Junge: "Do you really believe that the pole is worth the money?"

Li Junge shook his head: "What's wrong?"

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter said: "This money, I reckon it is Mr. Ikeda who subsidizes his daughter. Liangzi followed me to suffer in this valley. The old man is distressed and hard to say. This is subsidizing me with his own money."

"Ah? What?" Li Junge couldn't see the depth of Uncle Bamboo Carpenter's brain.

"Ah, what? Isn't it like this? I can't bear this feeling. Liangzi and girl are really suffering, so please bear it. Why am I so flustered by gambling in my heart?"

"Wait a minute, Uncle Bamboo Carpenter, you still don't believe that a pole can be worth 70 yuan?"

"The car in your city costs three and a half for 70 yuan, how do you want me to believe it?"

"Uh... If I tell you now that old man Ikeda is from Japan, oh no, the world's top pole maker, will you beat me up?"

"What?"

"Old man Ikeda is a top craftsman in Japan, and his pole is [-] feet, starting from the beginning."

"What?"

"Although the 'Wuximan' is only nine feet long, it can't support the material. Plus it's sold in old man Ikeda's workshop. Uh, the material plus reputation, 70, is quite appropriate."

"What?"

"Uh, Uncle Bamboo Carpenter, why don't you stroke it slowly for a while, you can see that they haven't eaten yet, so let's go first!"

……

"Pi Wa, come back to me! You coax me that Ikeda is an old strip maker! I believe your evil! Don't run away! I beat you to death today..."

After running wildly and returning home, Bai Da and the others couldn't keep up. What happened to Dad today?In the past, we would run to the front and wait for him!

After returning to the house and sitting down, my father took someone to work, and my mother hurried over and asked, "Piwa, what's the matter?"

Li Junge said nonsense: "Uncle Bamboo Carpenter sold 70 yuan for a pole, so happy!"

Mom was also startled, and responded to Uncle Bale Carpenter: "What?"

This is Uncle Bamboo Carpenter arriving: "You brat! You've lied to me for so long! Come out!"

Mom stopped doing it first: "Carpenter, don't make trouble, what's going on?"

At this time, a thin voice came: "Why don't I say it?"

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter was like a deflated balloon: "Liang... Liangzi? Why are you here?"

Liangzi took a look at Uncle Bamboo Carpenter, and said, "Looking at your reaction yesterday, I knew something was wrong, Huang Sang, I'm really sorry for keeping you in the dark for so long." After speaking, he bowed deeply to Uncle Bamboo Carpenter.

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter panicked all of a sudden, and was in a hurry: "Liangzi, Liangzi, don't do this, I don't mean to blame you at all."

Ryoko raised his head and said to his mother: "My father, Masao Ikeda, is a top craftsman in Japan. His status in Japan, um, how can I compare it? It is comparable to your top calligraphy and painting masters in China."

Mom gasped, just that silly old man who loves to eat mushrooms and only knows how to plan bamboo shavings?

Ryoko continued: "Not only my father, but also my grandfather, my grandfather's father, our family has been making poles for many generations, and our family's pole-making craftsmanship has always been top-notch in Japan."

"Before meeting Huang Sang, we had always proudly believed that our family's rod-making craftsmanship was perfect. We didn't know until we saw the video recorded by Li Sang that there were such masters in China, even... Outperform our family."

"So, we came to China, visited Lijiagou, let me be here, and met... him."

"Although he has top-level craftsmanship, he is not proud; although he lives in poverty, he is not inferior; he is so pure, he is practicing his own skills every day, immersing himself in his own world, and not being influenced by foreign objects. intrusion."

"I fell in love with him here. I heard Li Sang tell me that he didn't know anything about my father. When he just met with skills, I didn't dare to disturb him. I just wanted to stay by his side and watch him. The self-confidence when playing with bamboo branches, the distress when seeing him not knowing how to cook, and the... cuteness when he is fighting with Pi Wa!"

Then Liangzi turned to Uncle Bamboo Carpenter and said, "Huang Sang, whether you are poor or rich, unknown or famous, I hope you will continue to maintain your previous appearance and previous mentality, because I really love you like that." .”

After speaking, he bowed deeply again.

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter was at a loss again.

It was still the mother who went straight to the mess and pulled the two of them to sit down: "Oh, Liangzi, what you said made people feel sour, so it means that the bamboo craftsman is finally rich? Then you should take care of your affairs, right? "

Liangzi looked up at Uncle Bamboo Carpenter: "This...look at him."

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter's old face also blushed: "I have nothing to say, Liangzi says when is suitable, and when is suitable."

Li Junge leaned over his head: "But the wooden building hasn't started to be repaired yet. Didn't you say that after the wooden building is repaired, you can start work, newcomers and new houses?"

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter shouted: "I believe your evil! Your dilapidated wooden building materials are still growing on the mountain!"

My mother laughed loudly: "It is right to do it in the old house! It means that I will not forget my roots, and I have an explanation for what Liangzi said just now!"

Liangzi also pursed his lips and smiled: "Actually, there is one more thing. I have never dared to speak to Huang Sang. When my father transferred the money yesterday, he sent a formal invitation to Huang Sang as the chairman of the Jizhou Pole Making Association. , and invite him to participate in the Kishu Pole Making Art Exchange held in Lake Biwa, Wakayama next February."

Li Junge clapped his palms together: "The second intangible cultural heritage of Lijiagou has been completed!"

(End of this chapter)