Rebirth Craftsman

Zhang Xiaoyu looked stunned, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses: "Liu Xing, you are really amazing. No wonder my sister said you are not an ordinary person."

"Huh?" Liu Xing raised his head and looked at the tall Zhang Xiaoyu. Why did he hear this strangely.

"Haha... there is no other meaning, just a compliment!" Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled: "Don't worry! Although Zhang Xiaoyu is a jerk sometimes, what I said still counts. You can ride this motorcycle. Anyway, my sister and I are afraid of seeing a motorcycle now, and will never ride it again."

For his family, if they have the secret recipe for making tempeh, they don't have to worry about making money at all, so they don't think much about money, otherwise they would never sell tens of thousands of motorcycles as scrap.

"Okay! I'll give you the money in one month!" Liu Xing rode the repaired motorcycle, making a beautiful turn, and drove to the village road on the right.

To check whether a motorcycle is repaired and whether it can be on the road is the best choice. As long as the most basic systems such as brakes and oil circuits are not malfunctioning, there is basically no problem.

When he had money and replaced the broken parts in the market, he made a lot of money. With a few hundred dollars, he made a Wuyang Honda motorcycle worth more than 10,000 yuan.

Of course, if it falls like this now, it is estimated that the value will be greatly reduced.

But for him now, it is much more convenient to have two motorcycles.

When the time comes to go shopping in the city, or go shopping, that is the best choice, the return rate is absolutely 100%.

It’s just that although there is no ban on motorcycles in the urban area, a driver’s license is needed, which again requires a lot of money to get it done.

"Money! Why am I so short of money after I was born again!" Liu Xing sighed. Seeing that there was no problem with the motorcycle, he turned around and returned to the tempeh shop.

There is no way, he is not here to play today, but to deliver the goods.

When my father found out that he was not there, he would die in a hurry.

The entrance of the tempeh shop.

Wang Xiaohe's tractor finally arrived.

Zhang Xiaoyu greeted the buddies in the store as they were unloading.

On the other hand, Zhang Xiaoying was talking to Liu Dageng enthusiastically, and Liu Dageng's scalp was a little numb when the masters shouted.

Looking at the content of the conversation, Liu Xing, who had parked the motorcycle, immediately realized that Sister Zhang was looking into the inside story of the craftsmanship.

Because Liu Dageng did not understand most of the craftsmanship of the sealer, nor did he understand some of the technical terms of the sealer, his face blushed and white in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Liu Xing hurriedly stepped forward to relieve the siege: "Dad! Don't just talk to Sister Zhang! The number of these dustpans can be pointed out. When the time comes, I will count them again."

"That's true!" Liu Dageng hurriedly ran away several dustpans with a smile.

Zhang Xiaoying couldn't help shaking her head when she saw this scene: "Liu Xing, there are no calluses on your father's index finger and thumb, so he doesn't look like a master craftsman!"

The craftsmanship of the sealer relies on his hands. The masters who have been working for a long time, those ten fingers are thick calluses, like a pair of natural armor, no way to hide.

"Who told you that my father is a master, don't I have calluses on my hands?" Liu Xing teasedly raised his white and slender hands, but in his heart it was a secret message that Ms. Zhang was really powerful, and she got calluses from her hands. You can see if it is a master craftsman.

But he was not afraid, because in terms of his understanding of the craftsmanship of the bamboo craftsman, if he was a rebirth, if he was ranked second, no one would dare to rank first. After all, the knowledge decades later was not brought for nothing.

Of course, the most important point is that he has never admitted that his father is a master craftsman, and everything is all about Jie Zhang's love.

"You..." Zhang Xiaoying was speechless.

This Liu Xing is so arrogant and so arrogant that she has such a strong face, but why can't she refute it!Could it be that you subconsciously agree with Liu Xing's words?

"Sister, don’t be angry. In fact, you have made a mistake in your own understanding. Does the master craftsman have to have calluses on your fingers? Don’t forget, the wet dustpan is woven by my family. You are an insider. No ordinary bamboo craftsman can imitate it!" Liu Xing explained patiently, and when Zhang Xiaoying heard it, he continued: "Let’s tell you this, in the whole of Hunan Province, there is no stick craftsmanship that my dad can’t do. , It’s just that he does less now, you don’t understand the inside story."

There is no way. In this situation, he still has to use his father as a shield. Otherwise, he is a master craftsman, then he is only 14 years old.

"Don't you tell me why I don't understand?" Zhang Xiaoying said with a smile.

"I can't say that, but I can show you the unique skill of a stickman!" Liu Xing took out the bamboo dragonfly that was made before and placed in the clothes bag.

"Look up!" In front of Zhang Xiaoying, Liu Xing rubbed the bamboo dragonfly vigorously.

Hula la, the bamboo dragonfly flew up high in the sky under the control of power, and it didn't touch down for a long time.

"This is..." Zhang Xiaoying was "Petrochemical" on the spot, and her mouth opened into an O shape and could not speak for a long time.

Obviously, she had never seen the bamboo dragonfly, a stick product, or a flying stick product. If she had seen it there, she would be as ghoulish as it is now.

Liu Xing was very satisfied with the effect of his pretense. Seeing that the bamboo dragonfly was about to fall, he quickly reached out and grabbed it.

"Liu Xing, what is the name of this stick product?" Zhang Xiaoying asked after returning to her senses.

"Bamboo Dragonfly, give it to you if you like!" Liu Xing handed the Bamboo Dragonfly to Zhang Xiaoying.

"It's exquisite!" Zhang Xiaoying took the bamboo dragonfly and observed it carefully. She wanted to see the secret of the bamboo dragonfly flying, but finally gave up because she couldn't see it at all.

"The craftsmanship of the sealer is really profound!" Zhang Xiaoying looked at Liu Xing, "How can I use it to fly?"

"Just rub it with both hands!" Liu Xing smiled lightly: "I plan to make dozens of them and sell them at the market tomorrow, and I will spend some pocket money. Then, sister, you will come to join us!"

"Definitely, but such exquisite stick products are used to sell money, really ruining your craft!" Zhang Xiaoying rubbed the bamboo dragonfly in her hand, and flew up when she saw it, she couldn't help but smile happily. .

Zhang Xiaoying smiled very happily. A pair of sweet dimples appeared on Guazi's face. Although she did not deliberately dress up, she was very beautiful.

Liu Xing saw this scene in his eyes and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Zhang Xiaoying turned her head and saw this scene. She stretched out her hand and patted it with a strange anger, but her strength in mid-air was much less: "The kid doesn't learn well, what's so good about sister."

"Of course it looks good, it's beautiful!" Liu Xing said with a smile, turning his head and ran away.

Zhang Xiaoying didn't chase, but shook her head and smiled and went to work with her. However, after four hundred dustpans were removed, she came out again. After checking the time, she said to Liu Xing, "Let's go! Go to your dad to eat together."

"Really please?" Liu Xing quipped.

"Well, some of the craftsmanship of some sealers have to ask your dad carefully!" Zhang Xiaoying glanced at the location of Liu Dageng: "Liu Xing, don't think about it, I don't want to spy on your craftsmanship, but some things must be done. You have to ask master craftsmen."

Obviously, she now completely believes that Liu Xing's father Liu Dageng is a master craftsman.

"Ah? What the hell is it?" Liu Xing had a headache when he heard that, Master Merlotter is not omnipotent.

"Go, let's eat first!" Zhang Xiaoying took Liu Xing and walked to the Mingchen Hotel not far away.

As for Liu Dageng, Zhang Xiaoyu had long persuaded to follow behind.

Wang Xiaohe, who drove the tractor, wanted to follow along with his face, but he changed his attention halfway. He stared at the dustpan made by Liu Xing's house and drove the tractor away.

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