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Although Old Zhang had witnessed Fang Yu's superb calligraphy skills, writing was one thing, but carpentry was another.

Hearing Fang Daqiang say this, he also felt a little uneasy.

He stepped forward, his eyes filled with worry as he looked at Fang Yu:

"Xiaoyu, your uncle watched you grow up."

"Give your uncle a heads-up, do you really know how to do carpentry?"

Old Zhang picked up a plane and pointed to its sharp blade:

"This thing is nothing like wielding a pen!"

"If you're not careful, it might slip and veer off course, or the chisel might not hold up, and you could end up tearing a chunk of flesh off your hand!"

Liu Yifei stood to the side listening, her heart suddenly tightening.

She stepped forward and tugged at Fang Yu's military overcoat sleeve, muttering in a low voice.

"Hey, don't be a hero."

Feeling the suspicious gazes of everyone around him.

Fang Yu pulled his hand out of his military overcoat pocket, pointed to the truckload of red pine and elm wood, and said in a relaxed tone:

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

"Uncle Zhang, just unload the wood in the yard."

As he spoke, he opened the system panel in his mind.

"System, redeem [Grandmaster-level Woodworking Mastery]!"

As the instructions were issued.

A vast amount of knowledge about mortise and tenon structures, planing techniques, and wood stress flooded into Fang Yu's mind instantly, perfectly imprinting itself into his muscle memory.

Fang Yu flexed his wrists and felt that the old woodworking tools now seemed like an extension of his own body, incredibly familiar to him.

Soon, the group of people worked hard to unload all the wood.

"Alright, Dad, Uncle Zhang, stop just standing here and watching."

Fang Yu immediately began clearing the area.

"Doesn't Tiezhu need to prepare other things for his wedding?"

"You guys go and make the arrangements, I can manage on my own."

Fang Daqiang wanted to say something more, and Old Zhang thought it made sense; there were many miscellaneous things to do before the wedding, so he pulled Fang Daqiang aside:

"Come on, Daqiang, let's go to my house and work out the menu."

No sooner had the two old men left than Zhao Guifang turned around and went inside to busy herself.

In the huge courtyard, only Fang Yu, who was ready to show off his skills, and Liu Yifei, who was full of curiosity and worry, remained.

"Are you really sure you can do it?" Liu Yifei couldn't help but ask.

Fang Yu turned his head and raised an eyebrow at her:

Never ask a man if he's capable.

After saying that, he walked to the pile of timber and pulled out a thick log.

Pick up the ink line from the ground and straighten it.

With a crisp "snap," a straight black line shot out from the wood.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Yu picked up a long-handled handsaw.

"Swish—swish—swish—"

The rhythmic and powerful sound of sawing wood echoed in the quiet courtyard.

Liu Yifei was initially a little worried, but as she watched Fang Yu's skillful sawing movements, her worry gradually turned into surprise.

This...this setup is so professional!

The viewers in the live stream were stunned.

[Holy crap! That pose... my grandpa used to be a carpenter, and he did the exact same thing as Fang Yu!]

Putting everything else aside, the rhythm and tug-of-war technique alone is something a beginner wouldn't have; it's incredibly steady!

Fang Yu was completely immersed in his own world.

After sawing the wood, he picked up a woodworking plane that was more than half a meter long.

Hold the plane handle with your right hand, press down on the plane head with your left hand, lean your body slightly forward, and use your waist and abdomen to exert force.

"Snap—"

A very clear and pleasant sound.

As the plane blade sliced ​​across the rough wood surface, a thin, cicada-wing-like, curled shaving flew out from the plane's edge, carrying a faint scent of pine.

"Snap—Snap—Snap—"

Fang Yu's movements as he pushed the plane were neither hurried nor slow.

Every exertion of force, every push forward, carries a unique sense of rhythm.

The "snap snap" sound was incredibly soothing to hear.

The originally rough and uneven wooden surface quickly became smoother than tiles under his plane.

Liu Yifei stood to the side, completely stunned.

She had only seen this old craft in some documentaries before, but it was far more shocking than seeing it in person.

In particular, the crisp sound of planing wood, combined with the snowflake-like flying wood rolls, creates an ultimate stress-relieving audio-visual feast.

[OMG! This voice is amazing! Top-tier ASMR material!]

[Could you add a short passage? Reading it like this just feels like something's missing!]

[For someone with OCD, this is extremely satisfying! Seeing that rough wood become so smooth is incredibly satisfying!]

After Fang Yu finished planing several main wooden boards, he began the most crucial step—making the mortise and tenon joints.

He didn't use any modern power tools; all the procedures were done by hand.

He picked up a chisel, aimed it at one end of the wood, and struck it down with the hammer.

"Tap, tap, tap."

Wood chips flew everywhere, and a perfectly precise mortise was quickly formed.

Then, he quickly made protruding tenons on another piece of wood with a saw and a carving knife.

Dovetail tenon, shoulder tenon, corner tenon...

In his hands, the intricate mortise and tenon structures, so complex that they would make one's scalp tingle just by looking at them, are easier than building Lego.

Fang Yu aligned the two wooden blocks with mortise and tenon joints and snapped them together.

"Click!"

A crisp sound.

The two pieces of wood were joined together perfectly!

As if they were born together!

Not a single nail was driven in, and not a drop of glue was applied.

The precision and sturdiness of the wood, held together purely by its own structural strength, brings an indescribable visual enjoyment and psychological satisfaction.

Liu Yifei had completely given up thinking.

Her stunningly beautiful face was filled with confusion, as if asking, "Who am I? Where am I? What am I seeing?"

Just a few days ago, this man was throwing a tantrum on the kang (a heated brick bed), and he even kowtowed to her over a red envelope.

How come today, he suddenly became a reincarnation of Lu Ban, radiating the spirit of craftsmanship?

"What are you standing there for? Come and lend a hand," Fang Yu called out without looking up.

"Oh! Here it comes!"

Liu Yifei snapped out of her daze and quickly ran over.

"what?"

"Pass me that long plank."

"This one?"

"right."

Liu Yifei was just like a well-behaved and obedient apprentice.

Fang Yu called her to hand him some wood, so she ran over and started moving the wood with great effort.

Fang Yu was thirsty, so she quickly ran into the house, poured a glass of warm water, and held it to his lips.

One person works hard, while the other provides gentle companionship.

The winter sun cast long shadows of the two people, and the only sounds in the yard were the "ch-ch" of planing wood and the "thump-thump" of chiseling wood.

Without their usual bickering and teasing, a warm atmosphere called "peaceful and quiet life" flowed quietly between the two.

The viewers in the live stream were completely captivated by the scene, which resembled an idol drama.

[Ahhhhh! This scene is too beautiful! I'm speechless!]

The man is the breadwinner, the woman stays home! Isn't this the most beautiful love story I've ever imagined?

Fang Yu looks incredibly handsome working so hard! Liu Yifei looks so beautiful and virtuous! These two absolutely have to get married right now!

[Don't speak, just feel it! I'll drink this dog food first!]