The workers Zhang Yongguang is indeed looking for are quite professional and fast.

When a few people bought things and returned to the yard, the door left side of the gate had been demolished and renovated and started to lay bricks, and it was almost finished.

There are no windows on the street, so the construction is fast.

Zhang Yanming took a look at it. The bricks were well-equipped, and the places that had been moved were removed and returned to ensure that there were no traces left. It was quite in place.

The only drawback is the problem of cement. In the past, the old walls used lime glutinous rice egg white, and a kind of Polygonum grass juice, which was mixed with less fine sand. The wisdom of the ancients was really quite powerful. This mortar has a slightly lower pressure bearing capacity than the current cement mortar, but its tension and penetration are higher than that of cement mortar.

"Is there any way to do this?" Zhang Yanming asked a master.

"Yes, after building it, the joints can be basically restored to their original appearance. It is slow to build the walls, and it is not as fast as cement. After building them, it should be exactly the same from the outside."

"That's good." Zhang Yanming nodded and compared his thumbs to the master: "You have to pay attention to moisture, rats, insects, and ants inside. Try to be more thorough, and I'll trouble you."

"That's easy to work with. The floor of the old house is covered with stones. Just lift up the concrete and use a layer of wood mortar, then lay the stones back and hook them up. It's just a little troublesome, and the effect is particularly good."

"You always do this?"

"Yes, it's been a few decades, and my father's generation is doing this. He used to be in the public restoration team, but later he was assigned to the streets to do house repairs, and he has been dealing with these old bricks and tiles for most of his life."

Zhang Yanming handed over a cigarette, and he admired this real craftsman. Unfortunately, we have always paid little attention to this aspect, which has led to many old craftsmen being submerged in the embarrassment and pressure of life.

On the other side, Zhang Yongguang and his friends helped bring the things they bought into the intermediate yard and went out. Zhang Yongguang gave them five hundred yuan to his friend.

"You really give it?" His friend came to help, and he never thought about money.

"I really give it to you. My boss scolded me and said that it would delay your money and ask me to give you the money for the car."

"I can't use so much. I'll get two hundred lines. How many more can I run when I go back?"

"Take it, take a break for a day, and go home to accompany your wife and children." Zhang Yongguang stuffed the money into his friend's hands.

"Then I will keep it?"

"Let's go back, I'll find you if you have something to do." Zhang Yongguang waved his hand and went back to the yard.

I feel different when I give this five hundred yuan. I feel very relaxed and feel a sense of accomplishment that I have helped my friend, rather than owe a favor. The same thing has become his friend and is grateful to him.

Sun Hongye and Xianyuan cleaned the room together, scrubbed and laid the bed sheets and quilt covers in the yard with clean water, and they were dried in the afternoon. The new things were not easy to go on, and there were always some residues left.

Zhang Yanming contacted the newspaper to publish recruitment information, wondering if he would create a talent market, but after thinking about it, he still gave up. Now the government can only do the job, and it is not mature for private people to do it.

Now it is the world of all kinds of intermediaries.

Some people say that the business practices of Chinese people all start from the 1990s. This sentence has some truth, and this is the characteristic of the national conditions. Intermediaries are actually a kind of quadrilateral.

It was already past one o'clock when they were all packed up, and the three of them went out to find a small shop to eat.

Zhang Yongguang went to invite people from the Post and Telecommunications Bureau to dinner, and the yard had to install telephone and Internet.

Although it can be handled through Xicheng, it is better to do less than more things. Zhang Yanming understands the routines and psychology of the following institutions, and does not want to go to the public for everything, so he lets Zhang Yongguang do it. He can't spend a lot of money.

Postal and Telecom has not yet separated, but it is already preparing, and Telecom will be released soon.

In the afternoon, Haidian West City and Wanping both sent people to congratulate the house and gave them some four-piece pots, pans, and other daily necessities.

Haidian also brought more than a dozen forms for transferring household registration, so Zhang Yanming asked him to fill in the seals himself. All the seals on them were stamped, and they would take effect after filling them.

In the evening, Zhang Yongguang brought the post and telecommunications personnel to come over and began to pull the wires to install telephones and networks.

Now the procedures for installing a telephone network are no longer as complicated as before, but they are still not as expensive as usual, and they are still so slow. Basically, you have to wait a few weeks or a month after paying the money.

So if you spend a little money on finding relationships in private, it is much better to pay for this matter than to find a public company. Originally, the local government will not be under your jurisdiction, so it will only be more troublesome.

How great is this, spend some money, and the day of the filing is coming. Everyone is happy with the attitude and thoughtfulness.

Mr. Li also sent someone to congratulate him and gave him a pair of silverware, mandarin ducks playing in the water, which was a bedroom ornament. Everyone understood the meaning and it was quite good. Hongkong people paid attention to Feng Shui, and they also had this consideration when giving things.

However, Zhang Yanming had no feelings about this, and it was something that Sun Hongye and Xianyuan liked.

"You guys put it on, I don't want this."

"Why? The mandarin ducks play in the water have so many meanings. Don't you want a loyal love?"

"Loyalty? You said Yuanyang? You were thinking too much and were deceived by poetry. This thing is not loyal. It is normal for a bunch of kids to have a few dads, but the love relationship has been maintained for a long time.

Generally, birds change their targets in one breeding season. It is not easy for mandarin ducks to last for several years, but this does not prevent them from going out for wild food and looking for new love. This is the habit.

Besides, Yuanyang used it to describe brotherly feelings at first, but later it gradually became about love. There are too many such examples."

"Ah?" Sun Hongye looked at the silver mandarin duck in his hand, then looked at Zhang Yanming: "Did you mean it to be a fool?"

"Bad, why did I do this on purpose?" Zhang Yanming shook his head and took back the hanging items and carried them into the house.

"Then I don't want it anymore." Sun Hongye stuffed Yin Yuanyang into Xianyuan's hands.

"I want it." Xianyuan happily carried it back to her room: "It's now, no matter what he meant before."

Zhang Yongguang came over: "Brother, the phone network is almost done, come and have a look."

"Okay, let me see. How many people are coming? Go and get two cigarettes and get one cent. Let them leave more lines. If the house is not renovated in the future, they will have to move." Zhang Yongguang responded and ran out. There was a cigarette hotel at the entrance of the yard.

There are two parts in the backyard, two parts in the middle courtyard, five parts in the front yard, and ten-megabit dedicated lines directly connected by the network. The entry lines are all concentrated in the garage and then divided into the yard. This way, it is convenient to move during the renovation in the future, and it is enough to have enough lines.
Chapter completed!