Rebirth Craftsman

Thinking of this, Liu Xing put down his sister, picked up the sharp hatchet at the door, and walked towards the bamboo forest in the back mountain.

"Brother, why are you going?" Xiao Peanut hurriedly followed up with his short legs, but suddenly turned back to the gate and picked up the bamboo basket before chasing him up again.

She was afraid that Liu Xing was lying to her. When she was walking, she suddenly disappeared, and she went to dig mud loach again. It would be no fun for her to be at home alone, but if she had a bamboo basket in her hand, she was not afraid of everything. Yes, because you must use bamboo baskets to catch loach.

Otherwise, all will run away.

Liu Xing looked back at this scene and couldn't help but smile.

He didn't take the hatchet to catch the loach, but went to the back mountain to chop southern bamboo to make stick products and sell it at the market.

Stick refers to bamboo strips that are split into strips.

Before rebirth, in order to make a living, at the age of sixteen, he first studied carpentry with his uncle for five years, then came to see a plasterer to contract projects to make money. He also learned plasterer and water and electricity installation.

After getting married, because of the pressure of life, I took my family to work in the coastal area for more than ten years. By coincidence, I learned the craftsmanship of bamboo craftsman and chef.

In a word, before the rebirth, Liu Xing was a complete craftsman, and there were almost no jobs he couldn't do in the countryside.

And the stickman is an ancient profession, after 2000, with the appearance of a large number of plastic products, the stick products were almost eliminated.

But now it is 1993, and people cannot live without shau-kei, pick-up skips, baskets, back baskets, sieves, dustpans, etc., so it is only appropriate for Ye Tian to use this craft to make a little money to improve his life.

The most important basic skill of a stickman is to split the sticks. To make a whole bamboo into various sticks, first split the bamboo, and then make different parts of it into various sticks.

For Liu Xing, who has more than ten years of experience as a stickman, it is a familiarity. After half an hour of work, a dozen bamboos became sticks in his hands.

But his hands were still tender, and his fingers were inevitably cut by the sticks without the protection of calluses.

Liu Xing doesn't care about this injury at all, because it is impossible for a craftsman to not hurt his hands.

He remembers that when he was doing carpentry, his right index finger was shaved off by a planer. If he were not reborn, he would suffer a disability throughout his life.

"It's better to be born again!" Liu Xing checked his hands. They were slender and white, with scars almost invisible, which was almost impossible without being born again.

But it's not the time to be happy right now, so let's make some pocket money first.

"It's the beginning of the seventh month of the lunar calendar. The dustpan used to dry beans should be very popular in the market." Liu Xing thought to himself.

Therefore, the next Liu Xing intends to make dustpans. Although the price is lower than other products, it is simple to make. It shouldn't be a problem to make 20 or 30 in two or three hours.

If you have a full set of tools, the time can be reduced by at least half.

When it's done, ride a bicycle to the market and buy it. Two or three catties of pork should be available soon.

And the most important point is that his craftsmanship is not learned from the hands of local masters, but from the hands of masters in factories in southern Fujian.

The produced stick products are much more delicate than the local ones, not to mention the appearance is very particular.

However, Liu Xing is a little bit worried, that is, the dustpans he makes now are wet strips, that is, the stick products made from the cut bamboo. If the local villagers resist this, I am afraid that they will not be sold.

Because the stick products made by wet sticks will be slightly deformed when exposed to the sun. If the craftsmanship is not at home, the sticks will collapse. Of course, if the crafts are at home, the stick products made by wet sticks are durable and absolutely not. There will be any quality problems, this is the inside story that experts only know, and most people don't know.

A dustpan was made quickly under Liu Xing's skillful hand weaving. He folds it vigorously. After seeing that there is no problem with the quality, he squatted down to continue making the second dustpan.

Little Peanut on the side looked intently, her big eyes with strange colors. She wanted to ask Liu Xing what she did to make this round dustpan, but she didn't dare to ask, for fear that it would disturb Liu Xing's seriousness.

If she can't eat braised pork at noon, she will regret it.

To this end, she threw down the bamboo basket in her small hand, kicked Liu Xing and handed the bamboo sticks.

Although Liu Xing didn't need it at all, Xiao Peanut did a great job.

The movement of cutting bamboo sticks quickly attracted Liu Dageng. He looked at the seven or eight dustpans that had been made on the ground, and then put down the hoe in his hand in amazement: "Liu Xing, you...when will you work as a stickman? Up?"

"I learned from Grandpa!"

Liu Xing heard the voice and turned back.

This is what he had long thought of. Anyway, the difficulty of making dustpans is not too great, as long as you are willing to spend some time, and my grandfather really knows how to make simple stick craftsmanship, and he often makes simple stick products to sell during the slack. These daily necessities, this is no secret.

He still remembered that the old man in the neighboring village had learned the craftsmanship of the bamboo craftsman by self-taught. Everyone in the surrounding villagers knew that the bamboo products just made were a little ugly.

Of course, it would be difficult to learn fine, but the sealer asked from a university. Only Liu Xing knew about this.

"My brother said I will sell all these dustpans later and buy meat to eat!" Seeing that his father's eyes were wrong, Xiao Peanut stood up and hurriedly protected the dustpan on the ground for fear of snatching it away if he didn't agree.

"Buy meat to eat?" Liu Dageng shook his head when he heard the words, "This is a good idea, but it's a bit late when you are ready to go to the market to sell it?"

Today is the day to go to the fair. Children have to toss. He never cares about it, but he kindly reminded him that after all, he has tried the craftsmanship of the sealer. It is not difficult to get started, but if you want to make the products quickly It is a bit difficult to come out and reach the exquisite level of selling money, otherwise Qingshi Village has such a small amount of southern bamboo, I am afraid it would have been cut down long ago.

"It's not too late. I can make more than 20 dustpans in an hour at most. The money for meat should be enough!" Liu Xing reached out and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and threw a made dustpan into the small. Peanut's feet.

Liu Dageng didn’t believe it. He picked it up and took a look. He couldn’t help but breathe in the air-conditioning. The dustpan was airtight, round and delicate. The distance between the sticks and the sticks was not bad at all. This craftsmanship of sticks could be attributed to his father-in-law. , Which was learned from the fake stickman, Grandpa Liu Xing, he didn't believe it when he was killed.

But what was in front of him was the fact that he had to believe and had to look at his son with admiration.

"Do you want to help?" Liu Dageng wanted to ask what happened, but after thinking about it, he changed his attention.

Liu Xing is so ingenious and able to make money with his hands, he should be happy, not suspicious.

There are many geniuses in this world, and he believes that his son is not bad.