Xiao Dajiang's house has a lot of ready-made wood, but he doesn't have time to make furniture for his home. As the saying goes: the carpenter has no stools at home, the butcher has no meat at home, and the bamboo maker has no bamboo baskets at home...

Put the shelf, put a piece of wood on the shelf, pick up the plane and put a plane on the piece of wood.

The plane made a crisp sound on the wood, and a piece of wood as thick as paper emerged from the plane, and Xiao Dajiang didn't feel the effort at all. This plane was so easy to use, the main reason was that the plane blade was very sharp.

A good plane is like a tiger's wings for a carpenter. Xiao Dajiang is a little fond of the plane in his hand, so he simply processed the wood in his hand at one time. The material used to test the plane in Xiao Dajiang's hand is not a good material, and there are many sections on it. If you use an ordinary plane to plan it, it will definitely be very laborious. If the plane is not washed a few times, the blade will be damaged.

If the blades used were not found in the tool box, Xiao Dajiang would not have been willing to use the plane to scatter. But this time, the planes were in the branches and branches without any hindrance. A piece of waste was actually turned into a square material by Xiao Dajiang. The surface was extremely smooth, as if it was painted.

After finishing this piece of material, Xiao Dajiang was reluctant to use the plane in his hand anymore. He took off the plane blade and carefully checked the blade. He could not see any damage at all, and it was still a cold light.

Putting the plane, Xiao Dajiang picked up another axe that the Taoist priest had just been ground. The steel on the blade of the axe had been polished and the blade was rolled up. However, after being ground by the Taoist priest, it was actually a cold light, which seemed to be sharper than before.

For carpenters, these three tools are the most important. Before forming all materials, they are first sawed into a suitable length and size, then chopped the axe to the approximate outline, and then used the plane to shape it. It can be seen that the axe is also a very important tool for carpenters.

Xiao Dajiang picked up a log, without tying ink lines, and then started chopping with an axe. Xiao Dajiang's eyes were his ruler. With just a few glances, he could calculate the approximate size of the wood and then he could estimate the log to a suitable size.

When the axe was chopped onto the log, Xiao Dajiang knew that he had obtained a magic weapon. The axe was like chopping tofu and easily cut into the wood. The wooden vase flew everywhere and soon cut out the approximate shape.

"This apprentice is worth it!" Xiao Dajiang sighed. Suddenly remembered something and asked, "Chang Xing, did you grind the hoe in Fang Qing's family?"

"How do you know?" The Taoist priest was very surprised.

"Sure." Why did Xiao Dajiang know? Because he had used it. He was a carpenter and his vision was naturally different from others. When Zhang Fangqing's hoe was seen, Xiao Dajiang knew that the hoe was strange. So he used it for a while and found that it was strange. Now when he used this axe, he felt like he used that hoe.

During the trial process of Xiao Dajiang, the Taoist priest had already polished all the guys Xiao Dajiang usually used. After finishing his work, he came to see Xiao Dajiang show his skills.

"It's well-grounded. Today I will teach you how to use a saw. Come and bring that black chunk wood over and practice it for you." Xiao Dajiang said.

Seeing that the disciple was progressing very quickly, the old Taoist was very pleased and sat next to him and looked at him with a smile.

Xiao Hongxia was very dissatisfied with her father's arrangement. This bad father had been instructing the Taoist brother to do this and that. She had not stopped her brother after she had been at home for so long.

"Dad, where are you teaching your apprentices like this? Why have you been asking the Taoist brother to do this and that? The Taoist brother is not a cow, and even a cow knows how tired he is. Why don't you let him rest?"

Xiao Dajiang laughed: "This daughter is in vain and she is specially huddled out of her elbows. If she marrys someone in the future, she will definitely forget her parents."

"Dad, I'm not wrong. You've done something wrong." Xiao Hongxia pouted, very dissatisfied.

"Okay, okay, wait until your Taoist brother sawed all the black tung trees, and you can rest." Xiao Dajiang said.

Using a saw requires skill, not to say that you can be good at sawing with great strength. If you don’t know how to do it, you can easily stop the saw blade. A skilled carpenter can easily saw hard wood easily.

The Taoist priest seemed to have encountered some trouble when using a saw. When sawing the wood, he even left the saw blades a few times. Xiao Dajiang was very dissatisfied: "If you saw it like this, I wouldn't buy a hundred saws enough for you to ruin it. You are not tug of saws, you are pulling the bellows."

After teaching it several times, the Taoist priest finally found the feeling of tug-of-warming. The sound of sawing wood went from stagnant at the beginning to the rhythm at the back, as if playing the violin.

Saw a black toon tree into pieces, which is naturally not used for material, but for firewood. After drying, use an axe to split it into pieces of firewood, making it very easy to make firewood.

"Dad, the Taoist brother has finished sawing. Now you can let him play with me?" Xiao Hongxia asked.

"Go and go." Xiao Dajiang smiled.

Xiao Dajiang was already overjoyed and sat aside and talked about family matters with the old Taoist priest.

"Dajiang, Xing'er will be left to you from now on. I'll be relieved if you have the care of you." Old Dao sighed.

"Master, don't worry. This child has good talent and will definitely be better than me in the future. I will definitely teach him with all my heart," said Xiao Dajiang.

The Taoist priest was pulled into the house by Xiao Hongxia.

"Master, I have a lot of good things to eat at home. I'll get it for you if you like to eat whatever you like. Do you like to eat paper wrap or biscuit candy, or slices of candy."

The Taoist Master felt a little embarrassed. I am a Taoist practitioner after all, how could I be tempted by you with a candy?

"Gudu." Oh, the sound from the throat betrayed the Taoist priest.

Xiao Hongxia giggled and said, "I want to eat it. I'll get some of it like you. Eat whatever you like."

Luo Chunhua is very supportive of Xiao Dajiang's apprentice as a disciple. The Taoist priest has no father or mother. The Taoist is very old and seems to have not been around for a few years. Now the two little children are playing together and grow up in the future. If they get married, it will be like having a son. Without giving birth to a son for the old Xiao family, Luo Chunhua still bears great pressure and bears a heavy sense of guilt.

In this era, many people would rather be a bachelor than a married woman. Because she would be looked down upon by others. Therefore, she would not be able to recruit a satisfied son-in-law to recruit a married woman. The Taoist priest is a very good choice.
Chapter completed!