Chapter 211: Please small worker

Before Zhao Lan did not believe that this season can still grow a melon, and now she has to believe.
The nephew really changed a lot, and she became almost unaware of her motherhood, but fortunately, she only changed in a good direction, everything was developing in the right direction, and her daughter was still her daughter. More filial than before, what is she worried about?
The house of Baijiao has been the focus of the villagers since it was opened. The people who visited it every day are wave after wave. After all, it is the first brick house in the village. They are also very curious. The bricks in the city. How is the house built?
There are also people who work in the village. On weekdays, they help the mud house in the village. They don’t have the technical content. They can learn the simple work by learning. I heard that there are real masons to build houses in the village. They are these people. In order to be able to learn some mason techniques, I will help small workers on the construction site every day, and do small work for free. In order to learn some masonry skills, I will make a fortune in the future.
Song is a real person. Seeing people really want to learn, and willing to work hard, they simply let them follow, and give them the money of small workers, fifteen copper plates a day.
But who knows, Song Gong invited the Wujiang and Li Cheng in the village to do small work, and soon spread it. There are fifteen copper plates paid every day. Now it is the time for slack farming. Most of the village’s young men I didn't work, I spent a few fingers at home, and the big guys wanted to make this money.
I can get up to the house. This is no better than other. Even if it is a small worker, I have to understand some in-house skills. But no one can do anything. Besides, Song Gong originally brought a lot of people, and it is enough to put the house in a short time. If you build it, you don't need to ask for more small workers.
But people refused. People are the people in this yellow camel village. They think that this is a local snake. You, these outsiders, are robbing our rice bowls to do things. Now we want to help you, don’t you? Isn't this a shameless face?
So this matter was again troubled, and all the people, such as Song Gong, stopped working and could not work normally.
Wu Jiang and Li Cheng saw things like this. They knew that this matter could not be separated from the broken mouth and loved ones in their home. If their mother-in-law was showing off in the village, who would know how much they would work here? ?
Wu Jiang stood up from Song Gong. He sang: "I was originally a mason. I came here to work. I want to learn some skills from the Songgong. I used to work here every day. I don’t come? Now Song Gong saw that I have worked hard for so long. I just planned to give me some remuneration. You will squeeze it up. What do you mean? If you are not used to others, what is it? Is it that Wu Jiang owes you, or Song Gong owes? Yours?"
Xu Laosan pulled the scorpion high: "No one owes us, we don't come to get money, we work, how do you do it, how do we do it? How? Our yellow camel village, yellow camel In the village's house, do you have to let these outsiders make money? The people in this village can't make it?"
Li Cheng, who was on the side, listened to this, and was too angry. He threw the blue brick in his hand and strode to the front of Xu Laosan: "I said Xu Laosan, can you speak something reasonable? Song Gong is The masters who are invited by Shantou, these are the folks of Song Gong’s gang. They work together on weekdays, they are not skilled, but they also cooperate with each other. Let you come. What do you do? You are a wall. Still tiling?"