Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Not long after, a middle-aged man who looked older came to the yard carrying a small toolbox and stood in front of Dajiang Yinan, "Master, this is the toolbox you wanted."

"Okay!" Oe Yi Nan nodded and said softly, "There's nothing for you to do here."

The middle-aged butler put the toolbox on the ground, bent down and bowed, then retreated.

Next, Oe opened the toolbox, took out a hammer and nails, and started repairing the box.

During the repair process, Kazuo Oe looked particularly serious.

Xu San looked at it and couldn't help but flatter, "Nice craftsmanship."

After taking a look, Oe Kazuo nodded slightly, accepting the flattery.

About ten minutes later, the broken box was repaired, and Xu San hurried over and put the gold into the box.

I have to say that Oe Kazuo's craftsmanship is really good. The repaired box feels even better than the original one.

"Is this the legendary craftsman spirit?" After putting the lid on, Xu San flattered again.

This flattery made Oe Kazuo stop what he was doing and look at him with interest. "You also know the spirit of craftsmanship?"

"I've heard of it! They say you Japanese people are serious about your work." Xu San replied with a smile, then he picked up the two-hundred-pound box with an effort and put it together with the other boxes.

"You have a good idea!" Oe Yimin also praised Xu San, then continued to repair the box with his head down.

Seeing Xu San start to work, several other laborers also began to work.

This time they were extra careful, fearing that the box would be broken again and the gold inside would spill out.

The other people's minds were as clear as a mirror, knowing what is brass is gold.

If it weren't for Xu San's cleverness in pretending to be blind, they would have died here tonight.

After unloading all the boxes from the car, Xu San asked, "Mr. Dajiang, where should these brasses be moved to?" Dajiang Yinan wiped his hands with a towel, pointed to a small room and said, "Put them in that warehouse first."

Then he pointed to the side of the house and said, "There is a small car there. You can use it."

"Hi!" Xu San lowered his head.

Dajiang Yinan took a look at Xu San and thought that this guy was not bad. He actually understood the spirit of craftsmanship and was quite strong. He could even lift a 200-pound box by himself just now.

"What's your name?" Oe Kazuo asked.

"My name is Hu Zou!"

"Nonsense!" Oe Kazuo muttered, and then continued to ask, "Are you interested in following me?"

"Follow you!?" Xu San was a little surprised and looked at Dajiang Yinnan with a confused face.

"I'm in need of a local person to help me with some things. How about it? Are you interested?"

"Mr. Dajiang, I'm not a local. I'm from western Shanxi. I just came to Shanghai and I'm not familiar with the place. I'm afraid I can't meet your requirements." Xu San declined with a smile.

"It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter if you're not a local. Go back and pack your things, and come here tomorrow morning, and someone will arrange your specific work."

Dajiang Yinian didn't seem to take Xu San's words seriously and made the decision for him.

"Thank you Mr. Dajiang for your kindness!" Xu San nodded in thanks, then turned around and went to work with a few laborers.

After finishing the work, Xu San met the middle-aged housekeeper again.

The middle-aged housekeeper packed up the toolbox and paid the workers for the work, and gave them a few more dollars. "I can't take you home, so you can find a car to go back by yourself for the extra money." (End of this chapter)