Chapter 184 Making a Stool

Tang Zhangyu stared at the golden line, feeling both nervous and expectant. As time passed, she finally saw a black figure coming through the wall.

Her breath was held as she watched the figure completely appear in her sight. When she saw the other person's face clearly, her tears immediately flowed down.

"Grandpa."

Old man Chen looked at Tang Zhangyu with a loving face and tears in his eyes, "Xiaoyu."

Tang Zhangyu excitedly rushed over and hugged the skinny old man, crying like a child.

She finally saw her grandfather again!
On the second floor, Aunt Zhang wanted to go to the toilet, but the person next to her was holding her tightly like an octopus, making her unable to move.

Aunt Zhang tried to pull the man off her but failed. She lowered her voice and yelled, "Fu Yonghui! Get off me!"

Fu Yonghui's voice was trembling as he spoke, "Wife, it's eleven o'clock now. The ghost is coming. I'm scared."

"What are you afraid of? I told you it's okay! Why won't you listen?"

Aunt Zhang was really impressed by Fu Yonghui's shitty courage. Why didn't she realize he was so timid before?

There was no ghost in the past, Fu Yonghui felt wronged.

"I know it's okay, but I'm just scared. Wife, I won't be scared of you if I hold you."

Fu Yonghui hugged Aunt Zhang tightly and was unwilling to let go. Even though he knew that ghosts could not come to their house, he was still afraid. But as long as he held his wife, he was not so scared anymore.

Aunt Zhang was helpless, "Well, I need to go to the toilet. You have to let me go to the toilet."

"I'll go with you, my wife. Just hold me in your arms and go with you."

Aunt Zhang: “……???”

She really wanted to take a picture of him in this ugly state and post it in the family group to show the children.

……

"Stationmaster, didn't my family come to see me?" Old Man Liu looked at the direction where Old Man Chen left with envy. He also wanted to see his grandchildren.

Yang Fan: “No.”

"Forget it, it's better if I didn't come. Look, I spend 100,000 yuan each time."

When Old Man Liu thought about the fact that it would cost 100,000 yuan for one visit, he was not so envious. As a deceased elder, even if he could not protect them from being harmed and making them rich and powerful, at least he could not hold them back.

"By the way, Station Master, you can work and earn spiritual fruits here, right?" Old Man Liu began to introduce himself. "I'm a house decorator. Can you see if there's any work I can do for you?"

This was his first time to work and earn spiritual fruits, and he didn't know what kind of work Yang Fan could give him.

"You are in the decorating business." Hearing that he was in the decorating business, Yang Fan became interested. She let Wang Dequan do the overall framework of the B&B hotel, but she planned to ask Gui to do the interior decoration.

Especially looking for old ghosts and old craftsmen who have been dead for many years, so that they can make her house beautiful and unique.

Old man Liu laughed innocently and said, "I'm a carpenter. I can make some furniture for you."

"If you need to renovate your house, we have a construction team."

Old Liu usually works with this team to earn paper money to support his life in the underworld.

And there is a team! Yang Fan's eyes lit up. Okay, she didn't have to look for them one by one. Old Liu briefly introduced their construction team to Yang Fan. There were masons and carpenters who had died for hundreds of years, and plumbers who had died for a few years. They had a full range of jobs and each of them had superb skills.

Old man Liu praised the talents of his team to the skies, saying that each of them was a skilled craftsman.

"Webmaster, we have good skills, so naturally the fees are not cheap," Old Man Liu paused.

Yang Fan: "How much does it cost?"

It is natural to pay more if the skills are better.

Old Man Liu observed her expression and said boldly, "If our team goes out to work, we need at least two bunches of spiritual fruit grapes a day."

He knew that all the fruits outside belonged to Yang Fan's family, so it shouldn't be too much for him to just ask for two bunches of grapes.

But in reality, all the guys in their construction team can’t even get enough money to pay for a bunch of grapes after finishing a construction site.

"If you dress well, I will give you one pound of fruit every day, no limit to the types." "One pound every day!" Old man Liu wondered if he had heard it wrong.

"Yes, I'll give you one pound every day, provided you make it look good for me."

"No problem, no problem!"

"Then shall I start working?" Old man Liu was a little impatient and wanted to work and earn a pound of fruit today.

"No hurry, my house isn't finished yet, wait for me."

Yang Fan got up and went to the backyard. Old Liu didn't know what she was going to do, so he just waited there.

The little white tiger followed her to the backyard.

Yang Fan looked around the backyard and fixed his eyes on a piece of wood about 40 centimeters in diameter.

That's it.

The other people and ghosts in the yard watched her run to the backyard. When she came back, she was holding a big piece of wood in her hands, and she looked relaxed as she held it.

She placed the wood in front of Old Man Liu, and the wood fell to the ground with a dull sound. "First, use this wood to make a stool for me."

Now more and more people come to her house, and there are often not enough stools. It's a good opportunity for him to make a few stools for her and let her see his craftsmanship.

Other people and ghosts gathered around and formed a circle.

Xiao Lin: "Boss, are you making stools now?"

"Well, he said he was a carpenter. I'll ask him to make two stools first."

Yang Fan turned around and saw the other ghosts, Liang Zishu, Jian Xiangdi and the others watching the fun. He wanted to ask them why they were still here instead of working.

But then she thought that since they had been busy for so long, they should be given some time to rest, so she didn't remind them and just let them watch from the side.

The ghosts who were concentrating on eating melons didn't expect that because of their curiosity about eating melons, they missed the opportunity to work and earn money.

"No problem," Old Man Liu agreed, and then asked her, "Do you have any tools?"

"What tools do you want?" Yang Fan asked back.

"Saws and axes are needed to separate the wood first."

"You wait."

Yang Fan turned around and went to the backyard to get an axe. "Here, tell me how big you want it to be chopped, and I'll do it."

It's a good opportunity for her to learn how to make stools.

She died too early in her previous life, before she learned how to make a stool.

"Just one axe is not enough." Tang Yuanyuan also gave up drawing talismans and came out to join in the fun.

Old Liu said, "Yes, Stationmaster, one axe is not enough."

Not to mention measuring tools, at least a saw should be provided, otherwise how can such thick wood be separated?

He is just an ordinary ghost with little power and cannot split the wood with his bare hands.

Xiao Jing looked at his palm with an eager look in his eyes. He wanted to try if he could split the wood.

"It's okay. One axe is enough. Just tell me how to cut it and I'll do it."

Yang Fan was holding an axe with a very relaxed expression.

"Then... please divide it like this first." He pointed to the middle of the wood and asked Yang Fan to divide it into two halves first.

"Row."

Yang Fan walked to the middle, gestured with the axe, and found the middle position.

With one chopped blow of the axe, the wood was easily split into two halves.

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