He thought that the word fifty taels would scare Bai Zhi, but who knew that Bai Zhi's eyes brightened after hearing it. The house in front of him is not small. As long as fifty taels, her small building is not so big when it counts on two floors. , It seems that fifty taels are not needed.
Bai Zhi asked the young man: "Are you a foreman?"
The young man shook his head: "I am not a foreman, and my father is a foreman, but if you want to start a house, it's the same with me."
Bai Zhi clapped his hands: "Then dare to love it, it saves me a lot of things. In this way, I live in Huangtuo Village. My name is Bai Zhi. If you have time to take your father to Huangtuo Village to find me, I will paint well. Please come and see if you can make the drawing of the house. If you can, the price will be discussed."
The young man looked overjoyed. The house in front of him is about to be completed. Dad Zhengshou hasn't started working at the next home. Most of the brothers who work together are out-of-towners. If they don't receive work, they will definitely leave. It is even harder to find these people.
"Okay, well, that's it. My name is Song Qingfeng. My father is a well-known housemaker in Qingyuan Town. Everyone calls him Song Gong."
Bai Zhi became more and more satisfied and was able to become well-known in the housesmith world, which proved that he must be somewhat capable and just meet her requirements.
Song Qingfeng watched her leave, and saw that she climbed into a bullock cart full of grain. With so much grain, ordinary people would not buy it all at once. He became more convinced that the girl in front of him was not bragging.
After leaving the city, the road became bumpy, and Bai Zhi was uncomfortable with the bumps, so she got out of the bullock cart and walked back with Hu Feng.
Seeing Hu Feng ignored her, she leaned forward with a grin: "Are you still angry?"
Hu Feng looked forward, without slanting his eyes.
"Well, I was wrong just now. I shouldn't just go to a dangerous place and suffer you from following me. I am sorry for you, okay?"
Hu Feng squinted at her, his face was cold: "If an apology is useful, is the brick on my back white?"
Bai Zhi raised her eyebrows: "Then what are you going to do? Let me kneel down and beg you for forgiveness?"
Hu Feng lightly hummed: "Kneeling is not necessary. Even if you kneel and break your knee, I won't be profitable-if you are really sincere, just make me a delicious meal."
Bai Zhi glanced at the cloth bag tied to the bullock cart. The bag contained some fresh vegetables, including a handful of leeks, which Hu Feng bought. . .
"Do you want to eat dumplings?"
Hu Feng sighed: "I don't know if dumplings without meat are good or not."
Bai Zhi was happy, this guy deliberately kept his face so old for a long time, it turned out to be a dumpling for her.
"We still have eggs, and the leek and egg stuffing is also delicious."
She turned her head to look at him, the corners of her thin lips curled slightly, and the ice in her eyes seemed to have melted a lot. His smile was very faint, and it was indifferent to see if he was smiling. , But at least, he doesn't look as indifferent as before.
"You look good when you smile. You should laugh often." When she said this suddenly, even she felt it suddenly.
Sure enough, Hu Feng pursed his lips immediately, the faint arc of laughter at the corners of his lips disappeared in an instant, his complexion became hardened again, and a touch of embarrassment loomed under his eyes.
The farther you are from the county seat, the harder the road will be. The ox cart will go slower and slower. In order to save the cattle and make the cart go faster, Hu Feng and the uncle who drove the cart were pushing behind. , Bai Zhi is responsible for pulling ahead.