Hearing Zhao Jun calling him, Zhang Xuefeng hurriedly put down what he was doing and ran towards this side.

Zhang Xuefeng came closer, took a deep look at Niu Guoliang, and then asked Zhao Jun: "What's wrong with Zhao Jun?"

Zhao Jun pointed at the basswood and said to Zhang Xuefeng: "Brother Feng, pick up this wood."

Zhao Jun did not pick it up, but ordered Zhang Xuefeng to come and check the ruler. When Niu Guoliang saw this, he thought to himself: "This little brat is really good at pretending!"

But Zhang Xuefeng felt that there was something going on. He looked aside and was stunned, thinking in his mind: "Ouch! Trumpet head!"

Trumpet head, as the name suggests.

One end of this basswood tree is like a trumpet. It is very thick at one end and very thin when going up, but when it reaches the middle, it becomes thicker again.

This kind of wood is called a trumpet head because one end looks like a trumpet.

Zhang Xuefeng knew that Zhao Jun must have a deep meaning, so he stepped forward with a ruler and measured the trumpet head first. After measuring, he said to Zhao Jun: "4.60."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jun pointed to the middle part of the basswood tree that changed from thin to thick, and said to Zhang Xuefeng: "Brother Feng, measure the middle part."

Zhang Xuefeng didn't say anything and silently followed Zhao Jun's instructions.

But Niu Guoliang on the side quit, and immediately stepped forward to pull Zhang Xuefeng, shouting: "What are you doing measuring the middle? Aren't you measuring the big head?"

At this time, Zhang Xuefeng had already finished measuring. He ignored Niu Guoliang and only said to Zhao Jun: "4.54."

"4.60, 4.54." Zhao Jun seemed to be calculating in his mind, and then asked Zhang Xuefeng: "No. 65, mark 4.56 for him."

"Okay!" Zhang Xuefeng agreed, immediately picked up the hammer and hit five 6's directly on the wood.

"Hey!" At this time, Niu Guoliang stopped. He glared at Zhao Jun and asked: "This is 4.60 wood, why do you record 4.56 for me?"

Zhao Jun pointed at the piece of wood and said to Niu Guoliang: "You have a trumpet head. Didn't you see how thin that piece is? Then you have to measure the middle and equalize it."

"What the hell?" Niu Guoliang quit at that time, pointed at Zhao Jun and yelled: "Why don't you tell us that this is useless, are you just trying to punish us?"

"Pah!" Zhao Jun waved his hand and slapped Niu Guoliang's hand aside, "Who the hell are you talking to? Who is so used to your problem?"

"Fuck..." Niu Guoliang cursed and was about to run towards Zhao Jun. Zhang Xuefeng, who was standing beside him, had quick hands and eyes. He stepped forward and reached out to grab Niu Guoliang's shoulder. He stumbled and knocked him down.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Not far away, Zhao Qinghan, who saw this scene, roared and ran towards this side.

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Next to Zhao Qingqing, there are five other tenants under him. They are not here waiting for a fight. Instead, they are about to get off work. After the tenants have finished this trip, they will no longer go back to the mountains.

Get together with the boss to reconcile the accounts.

Seeing Zhao Qingqing bringing people over, this time without the need for Zhao Jun to greet him, Song Tiemin led a group of returnees and surrounded him.

"What are you doing? What are you doing!" When he saw it happening again, Zhao Qingqing felt helpless and angry.

He was angry, but no matter how angry he was, would they be able to defeat the Guileng gang?

Isn’t this how you look for a beating?

Hearing his brother-in-law's voice, Niu Guoliang instantly had a backbone. He got up from the ground, threw himself in front of Zhao Qingqing, and stumblingly told what had just happened.

When he told Zhao Qingqing the story, Zhao Jun felt tired listening to it and thought that it would be impossible if he was uneducated. If Li Ruhai were here, he could explain this matter vividly to you.

Zhao Qingqing probably understood what Niu Guoliang said, and felt that he had caught Zhao Jun's problem. He suppressed the smile in his heart and asked Niu Guoliang: "Where is that piece of wood?"

"Here it is!" At this time, Niu Guoliang also gained courage. He separated everyone and took Zhao Qingqing to the basswood.

Zhao Qingqing took a look and told the four tenants behind him, "Come on, move this wood down for me!"

After hearing what he said, Song Tiemin was about to step forward. Once the wood was returned to Lengdui, it was under their control. But Zhao Jun stretched out his hand and stopped him.

At this time, Zhao Qingqing turned his head, looked at Zhao Jun and asked: "Technician Zhao, this wood has a gauge of 4.60."

Zhao Jun heard this and corrected him: "Big head, 4.60." When he said the word "big head", Zhao Jun also emphasized his tone.

But Zhao Qingqing didn't understand this. He stared at Zhao Jun and said loudly: "Then how do you remember the account? For 4.60 wood, you mark 4.56 for me?"

The moment these two words were spoken, Zhao Qingqing felt a wave of relief all over his body, as if the depression suppressed by Zhao Jun in the past two days had all been swept away.

"Ha!" Zhao Jun sneered: "I asked you to go back and read the regulations. If you don't read it, it means nothing!"

Zhao Jun said this before, but Zhao Qingqing, who really didn't learn from it, endured it because he felt guilty.
Chapter completed!