Reborn in the Millennium: Building a Fortune from Fishing

Chapter 92 Drawing Paper

"My dear, I will marry you a smart wife, and you will definitely live a good life in the future."

After drinking a little, Qin Dahe started to brag and started talking to the silly kid.

"Listen to me, you have to marry a suitable wife. Our personalities must complement each other." He took another swig of wine. "I can't do that. I can't even see myself clearly now, so how can I know what kind of wife I want?"

Qin Dahe sighed. He didn't know what kind of wife would be suitable for him, because he didn't quite understand himself.

Although he seems open-minded, he is actually very cautious when it comes to marriage.

I asked Yanyan to go out and play for a day, and it was also a day of testing. The little girl was too silly to know, but I knew in my heart that I had gone a little too far today.

The only reason he avoided such frivolous behavior from a woman was because Yanyan had been playing with him since childhood.

"let me tell you."

“No, we were then.”

"At that time I could climb a tree ten meters high."

"When I was in junior high school, Xiao Xiang and the others were fighting, and I rushed in and beat up several of them by myself."

"Listen to me, fighting requires physical fitness like kids. Farmhands are nothing."

“Brother, that’s awesome!”

Once the wine is drunk, the topic can't be stopped, and all kinds of drunken awe-inspiring things begin to appear.

Some people say that truth comes out when drunk, that's nonsense. When a man is three-quarters drunk, he can act until you cry. Drinking only makes the boasts a little bit bigger, so you should lie anyway.

The cold wind was blowing, the stove fire was shining, and wine bottles were scattered all over the floor.

The four young men drank happily and carefreely, bottle after bottle. This is probably what men's romance is all about.

The next morning, Qin Dahe woke up a little confused. How did he get back last night?
It seemed like he drank to the end and then fell asleep under a big tree.

The sky outside was overcast, and drizzle was dripping on the windowsill.

As soon as I opened the window slightly, cold wind immediately rushed into the room.

Qin Dahe shivered and felt that it was a bit cold to wear only long pants today. Forget it, decide to change clothes.

"Mom, where are my autumn clothes?" he shouted outside the door, too lazy to look for them himself.

"Mom, mom, you just call me mom all day long. Can't you find your clothes yourself?" The mother came in angrily, slapped him on the shoulder, and started to help him find his clothes.

"How did I get back last night?"

"I'm here to call for help, the three of you are drinking so much that you're staggering around, and you still have the nerve to talk." Thinking of this, Qin's mother looked at her son with disdain, he had a terrible alcohol tolerance.

When the kid came over to call for help, his face was just a little red.

How could she know that the kid was craving meat last night and drank less wine. He ate most of the pot of fish, so how could he drink much wine?

"I get it. This guy has such a low alcohol tolerance. Give him two more bottles next time." Qin Dahe said indignantly.

"What's wrong? You're still competing with each other over drinking. Don't learn from your dad and the others. When brothers are together, drink as much as you can. Forcing others to drink changes the mood." The mother warned.

It's a good thing that the son speaks and acts like an adult, but the brothers have known each other since childhood, so they can't act like adults.

"Okay, I'll get dressed, you go out first."

"Do you think I want to stay with you, Ce?" Another slap in the face, and then I left.

Qin Dahe put on his clothes and stretched. He felt comfortable. It was good to be young. After drinking, he felt full of energy the next day, but he was hungry.

"Mom, is there anything to eat?"

"It's in the pot, go get it yourself."

after awhile.

"Mom, please fry some salty beans for me, make them spicy."

"I owe you."

After a while, the salty beans came. Qin Dahe ate the porridge with the salty beans. It was delicious.

"mom!"

"What are you doing? Do you believe I'll beat you up?" Qin's mother came in holding the sole of her shoe and looked at him unkindly.

"You are so beautiful." Qin Dahe said carefully.

"Go away. You just want to piss me off all day long."

She curled her lips and decided to let him go this time. This little brat really knows how to coax people.

Qin Dahe chuckled. This was why he liked staying in the countryside. Could his wife be with him forever? My mother was the most important woman. She had been busy for him all her life.

After eating the porridge, I loosened my belt and felt comfortable.

Seeing that there was still some food left in the pot, he started feeding the dog.

Now I don’t dare call you “mom” anymore. If I do, I will definitely get beaten. No lie.

Black bear and fried noodles are given more, because the dog has a big appetite.

The two puppies were eating noisily. They would continue to eat even if their stomachs were full. They must be reincarnated as starving ghosts.

At this moment, a child outside the door rushed past his door like the wind and headed towards the road.

"Don't run, or I'll beat you to death." A man holding a stick
Qin Dahe looked up outside and saw that it was a grandfather chasing his son. His son was wrapped in a bed sheet. He was probably cosplaying as a hero.

"Hehe, how can a hero be without a eagle, right?" He touched Chaomian's head and realized that he could also COS Erlang Shen.

The two dogs just look a little bit different, but that’s not important.

When the old man hadn't come back for lunch, Qin Dahe knew that his father must have been delayed.

"Mom, why is there no meat again?" Qin Dahe said with a bitter face. Meat is not even as expensive as fish now.

"Who has the time to go out and buy meat? It's good enough to have something to eat. If you keep talking, you'll have to go out and eat."

She was the only one who took care of the whole family and also had to take care of the work in the fields, so naturally she had a bad temper.

Cooking is as simple as possible, mainly steaming vegetables. Braised pork is too troublesome, it takes an hour to cook in the pot, and a lot of firewood is wasted.

Grilling fish is much easier, it only takes a dozen minutes, or steaming it is even easier.

"Then can you steam a plate of stinky tofu for me tonight?" he asked tentatively.

"Okay, your dad wants to eat too."

"Hey, remember to add some chili peppers on top."

Qin Dahe was delighted. It was stinky tofu, so fragrant.

The steamed stinky tofu in Wuwei is not stinky tofu, but white tofu steamed with stinky vegetables. More rapeseed oil and water chili pepper are added. It smells so good after steaming that it is also called Thousand Miles Fragrance.

Water chili peppers are made by grinding red peppers pickled with salt into a paste. They are salty and fragrant, and every household in the rural areas here has them.

For lunch we had stir-fried vegetables and wild vegetables mixed with dried tea leaves. If my dad came back, he would add one or two dishes, so it would be more convenient for two people to eat together.

Neither of these two dishes goes well with rice, and they don't have any lard in them, so Qin Dahe really finds them boring.

After barely finishing his meal, he went back to listen to the radio.

The weather is a bit cold and it is raining outside, so he doesn't want to go out.

Turn on the radio, light a cigarette, and lie comfortably in bed. How wonderful it is.

"The moon sets and the crows cry~~It's always a thousand years of wind and frost"

"The sound of the waves remains, but the night before is gone" "Today, you and I"

"How to Repeat Yesterday's Story"

In the afternoon, he fell asleep again.

The old man came back in the wind and rain, happily playing with a mobile phone in his hand.

"Have you bought the cell phone?" Qin's mother came over curiously. This was the first cell phone in the family.

"Well, three hundred yuan. The boss said it will last at least a year."

"Didn't you buy a card?"

"The card we bought there has roaming charges. I went back to town and bought another one for a hundred yuan. It's really expensive." Qin's father felt a little painful.

Nowadays, rural people have money to buy mobile phones, but they are reluctant to spend the money, which costs dozens of yuan a month.

"Once the boat is ready, we can also collect some food and other things, it's worth it." Qin's mother took the phone and played with it for a while. She found that it was very heavy and nodded with satisfaction.

In their eyes, heavier things are of better quality, while lighter things are obviously made with shoddy materials.

"Where's my son?"

"He's sleeping. He's been fishing for several days. Let him have a rest." Qin's mother was not polite, but she still felt sorry for her son's busyness these past two days.

Father Qin: "."

I have been working in the fields for several days. Turning the soil every day is not more tiring than fishing.

"I want to sleep for a while too. I'm so tired." As he said that, the old man was about to go into the room.

"Wait a minute, come and talk about our son."

The couple sat under the eaves in the backyard, where there was no rain and it was quiet.

"My son said he wants to build a tiled house. Will it be a bit shabby?"

"It all depends on what the old carpenter says. If he doesn't say anything, it's fine to build a tiled house."

"Nowadays, everyone else is building high-rise buildings, and our tiled house is not presentable enough." Qin's mother was a little reluctant.

She only has this one son, so she must want to do better for him, even if it means owing some foreign debt. The couple can still work hard for another ten or twenty years, so they will definitely be able to pay it back.

"Tsk, how many of them are building buildings? Big, plain buildings look good, don't they?"

Nowadays, people don’t bother to lay tiles on rural buildings. They are all made of bare red bricks, and the inside of the house is only coated with a layer of putty.

"How about discussing it with my son tonight? He has his own ideas now."

"Okay, let's talk shit. I'm going to bed."

The old man yawned. He was tired after driving all day. This three-wheeled vehicle was not a car, and the vibration made his head hurt.

While having dinner in the evening, the couple really started asking about building a house.

"Let's build a tiled house, but I want it to have a loft, and it must be surrounded by reinforced concrete." Qin Dahe had his own ideas in mind.

The buildings in the countryside are so shabby, it would be better to build a better tiled house.

"Attic? A tiled house needs cement and steel bars?" The old man frowned.

Tile houses usually just have a foundation and double walls. There are no typhoons here, so it is completely sufficient.

There will be no cement or steel bars at the four corners, just use red bricks and cement to build it. Who would use cement and steel bars?

"Yeah, let's build a taller tiled house, and then I'll separate a small bedroom on the second floor and build a terrace on it. It would be so nice." Qin Dahe ate a piece of stinky tofu, which was full of salty fragrance.

"I don't have the money to hire someone to draw the pictures."

"I can do it. I'll draw the blueprints tonight and you can just hire someone to do it." Qin Dahe said confidently.

He can't draw professional architectural drawings, but he can still add a attic to a rural tiled house.

In the future, you don’t have to live in an old, dilapidated house when you settle down in the countryside. It would be better to go to the city to work, earn some money and then build a villa at home.

“How much will it cost?”

"How would I know? It's just an extra meter of red bricks on the wall, plus six load-bearing columns. It will probably cost ten more workers and four or five hundred yuan worth of materials. If it's an attic, ask Yanyan's dad to do it. The price will definitely not be high." This is something that can be calculated.

However, he didn't know how much it cost to build a tiled house in the past. It seemed that the salary for cement and tile workers has increased to 80 now.

"Sure, Lao Qin, why don't you go to the old carpenter's house tonight to see how the boat is going?"

After hearing this, Qin's mother knew that this would not cost much money and her son would also like it, so it would be easy.

"Okay." Qin Dahe knew what the couple was thinking. It was just a matter of going to the old carpenter's house to ask for his opinion.

"Dad, where's the money from selling the fish? We need to divide it tonight."

"Here you go, it's just a small amount of money." Qin's father glared at him impatiently. Let's talk about it after dinner. Why are you rushing him?

He went to the main room, took out his waist bag, and counted out twenty-two large blue banknotes.

This time, most of the fish were silver carp, and although they weighed more than 400 kilograms, they were only sold for more than 2,000 yuan.

"You have a lot of money, why don't you spend it sparingly?"

"I know, I'm not a child."

After dinner, he went to feed the dog. He was scratched by Sang Biao in the afternoon, so he decided to let his mother feed the cat next.

After feeding the fried noodles and the black bear, he returned to the house, picked up a pen and began to draw his ideal pastoral home.

It is still a three-room red-walled tiled house facing north and south. The main room must be larger. The west side is the main house, and the east side is separated. The front half is a small bedroom for children to live in after they have children.

The second half was a utility room, so it would be better for him to lock up his rare fishing gear at home in the future.

He planned to build a small two-room house on the side of the kitchen, with the front as the kitchen and the back as his workshop.

It is almost exactly the same as my current house, except that the kitchen has been moved to the back half of the east side of the house, and the utility room is an entire side room.

The key point is that the tile house he designed is 1.2 meters higher than the current house, and two small houses can be separated upstairs, so cement piles need to be added.

A simple red brick yard six or seven meters high is too dangerous and prone to collapse.

One of the two attic rooms is used as his study and the other as a bedroom, with two open-air balconies on the sunny side.

Just across this terrace is the roof of the tiled house. It will be more convenient for the children to climb up and remove the tiles in the future, right?
Thinking of this, he wanted to laugh. Children in rural areas must have an easy life. He thought the children in his previous life were all tired. Every day they had to go to school or take interest classes. It would be better to stay in the countryside. At least their childhood would be happier.

The west room downstairs is the master bedroom, but in the summer I make a bed on the balcony upstairs, put up a gauze curtain, feel the breeze from the lake, and slowly fall asleep.

The more he drew, the smile on his face never stopped, and he couldn't wait to build the house.

"Abao, are you done with the painting?"

"What? Still drawing."

Qin's father walked in and was a little surprised when he saw the drawings his son had drawn. Did his son really not learn anything in college?
"This drawing is well drawn. Give it to me."

"for you?"

"Well, I'm going to the old carpenter's house to take a look at the boat, and by the way, let him take a look at your blueprint." Qin's father looked at him like a fool.

"Oh, take it." He finally reacted.

The house must be shown to the old carpenter's family, just in case they don't agree.

"Dad, when you get there, call Yanyan over to share the money."

"What's the money?"

(End of this chapter)