Chapter 205 205. House design drawing
Xiao Feng walked away in a hurry.
A few more people came one after another, buying pieces in handfuls or two. Song Tan slowly sat on the bench selling vegetables semi-self-service, and took the opportunity to check the balance again.
Oh haha!
This morning I made more than 5,000 yuan from selling vegetables!
But think about it, the total amount of vegetables she sells is about the same as when she usually sells wild vegetables, but she can't help but only buy two or three handfuls!
In this way, everyone says they don’t want it, but in fact their purchasing power is considerable. Looking at the remaining dozens of handfuls of garlic sprouts, coriander, and nepeta, she was no longer in a hurry.
Before the group of fishermen left yesterday, they all made an appointment to come back this morning. They realized:
There are ten people in a pond, that is, if there are only a few of them, there is no need to get up early in the morning to grab fish mouths! Just come early and go back late, and it can save family conflicts.
I don’t believe it!
In such a big pond, they can't catch a big fish? !
It would be more like saying that they are obsessed with fish, but it would be more like that if everyone did not agree to arrive before breakfast.
Song Tan thought about it. According to the way they were cooking yesterday, the three people who didn't pay yesterday would have to take a bottle of honey with them today, right?
●In order to keep the water flowing, I didn’t even promote it yesterday!
The fishing guy is indeed the cutest being in the world!
Look at the savings again: the remaining 70,000 yuan from last time plus the 40,000 yuan earned yesterday are still far short of building a house.
However, the money for the house will not be available at once. The money for her is more than enough to start a project first.
It’s just that the design drawings haven’t been ready for a while...
While she was thinking about it, she saw the vegetable seller also moved a bench and sat next to her, and said angrily:
“You are a boring person.”
Song Tan was not happy anymore, and stretched out his hand to move Mazha aside: "You are the only one who is interested. What do you mean?"
She was depressed, and the vegetable seller looked even more aggrieved:
"Since the first day you came to sell vegetables, we have known each other, right? No one in the entire vegetable market can compare to such a long friendship! But you have good things, tell them to new customers first, and you don't take me seriously. no?"
“What’s wrong with white fungus? What’s wrong with twenty yuan and ten grams? I can’t afford it?”
Song Tan glanced at him: "Look at you, you are so narrow-minded."
“People can see that they are hard-working and hard-working, and life is quite difficult. What’s wrong with me asking? You’ve been happily setting up a stall here every day for decades, so what if you have more or less?”
“Besides, the Tremella fungus isn’t on sale yet. I’m just asking a casual question. At worst, I’ll leave a pound for you then.”
Even though the vegetable seller was more than twice her age, the two of them were surprisingly able to chat. Nowadays, chatting is quite rude.
The vegetable seller’s eyes really lit up!
“Twenty yuan and ten grams...that’s one thousand yuan per pound. Leave that pound for me. Do you want the money?”
Song Tan:…
“Brothers are settling accounts clearly, but you don’t want the money if you ask for it.”
The vegetable seller grumbled: "You are one of our own, and you are still reluctant to give up money."
Song Tan also snorted: "I am one of my own, so what if you give me a thousand for free? What do you want white fungus?"
The vegetable seller was indeed defeated.
He was about to say something more, but he saw a few more people selling vegetables one after another. Song Tan took the money and became even more happy.
The vegetable seller saw this and couldn't help but wonder: "I usually sell things at the same price, why haven't I seen you so happy?"
Song Tan nodded: "Yeah, I'm going to rebuild my home in my hometown. I'm going to start construction once the design drawings come out."
“Design drawing?” The vegetable vendor became amused: “Are you looking for a designer online?”
Yes.
They must have it locally, but they have to go back and forth with the home decoration company, and Song Tan is too lazy to bother.
Decided to publish a drawing online and find a reliable engineering team to construct according to the drawing.
The vegetable vendor laughed loudly: "How about you young people being unreliable?! When you publish drawings online, what you get are all those big country villas - let me ask you, how nice is that big glass of floor-to-ceiling windows? Can we do it this winter?”
“Glass blocks the wind but not the cold. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. I originally wanted to live in a rural area to be fresh and comfortable, but now it’s the same as in the city. All the advantages are lost.”
“We have to burn a stove this winter, right? You have to build a special room for the stove to entertain guests.”
“If you say that taking a bath in the village is not as comfortable as in the city, then you can put the bath next to the stove. With the heat, the bath will not be cold.”
"I vaguely heard you say that there is a chef at home? With a family and a family, there must be a lot of people every day. There are two toilet seats for men and women in the bathroom. You need to find someone to make arrangements, right?"
“Look at the villa gardens in our city. They even have a pool and a screen wall in the yard. Are they really useful in the countryside? I don’t believe you won’t be able to dry rice and corn in the ground!”
Song Tan really didn't think so carefully.
This can’t be blamed on her, after all, she has not lived at home for more than a hundred years.
It was the rice dryer who had something to say: "There is still a large open space in front of my yard. When the time comes, I will lay it on the ground and repair it. It will not be in my yard..."
But there is really no need for a screen wall. She is only building a farmhouse, not a Chinese-style garden.
The vegetable seller was proud: "Now, look at the house type for sale now. The kitchen is either here or there? Go back to the village and have a look. Are the kitchens in every household located on the east or southeast side?"
“My folks are very particular about Feng Shui. If you don’t have the time to find a designer, you might as well chat more with the elderly at home.”
“After chatting for a few days, a rough prototype will come out, and then ask a professional to come up with drawings and make calculations for you.”
Hey!
At this time, Song Tan was really impressed by the vegetable seller: "I didn't expect it, how come you know so much?"
The vegetable seller puffed up his chest proudly: "That's right!"
“Do you know what my girl does? She specializes in designing.”
No wonder.
Song Tan also laughed: "Which company do you work for? I'll help you with the results later?"
Vegetarian:…
He hummed: "Not at work."
“That shabby company has weird clients every day. She lost more than 20 pounds in two years of work. I got angry just looking at her, so I just asked her to come back.”
“Big brother.”
Song Tan moved the small horse and leaned closer to him: "Look at how good we are, just like brothers and sisters. Is my eldest niece free recently? If you have time, come home with me. After playing for two days, I’ll post a picture by the way.”
It is possible to build a house in the village without drawings, but usually the engineering team we hire are related to each other. Without explaining the matter clearly, they dare to follow their own aesthetics.
Song Tan has also reviewed a lot of cases online during this period. After all, he spent money to re-build the house, but it can’t be miserable to live in. It’s better to have drawings to feel more at ease.
As for whether those building houses can read blueprints... As long as there is one person in the team who can read them, it will be fine!
The vegetable vendor pulled his stool away and stared at her:
"What niece, you are younger than my girl, don't scream nonsense."
Moved over again after a while:
“Then...how much do you plan to give?”
(End of this chapter)