Rebirth Craftsman

"In that case, am I going to call you Senior Sister?" Liu Xing asked jokingly now that he doesn't know the meaning of Zhu Xiuqing's words.

"Don't say that, your craftsmanship is much better than mine, and my grandfather is much better. I don't want to climb high. What I said just now is just a joke!" Zhu Xiuqing looked serious: "Take the dustpan sample you wove, then Without decades of work, it would be impossible to achieve that kind of craftsmanship."

"You're overwhelmed!" Liu Xing laughed. He only realized after chatting with Zhu Xiuqing that Zhu Xiuqing's maiden sister is a real master craftsman. As we chat, I am afraid that he himself is a rebirth. The identity of the person will be exposed.

After reaching out and wiping the sweat on his forehead, he began to weave the baskets seriously. There is no way. Although he is not in a good mood to make baskets, he respects the others in his line, and the due care of the craftsmanship cannot be lost.

If he loses it, his craftsmanship should regress.

Zhu Xiuqing, who helped by the side, looked at the shape of the basket, which originally had only one frame, quickly formed under Liu Xing's skillful hands, and there was no flaw between the sticks and the sticks, just like a perfect artwork. Generally, I was surprised at the moment.

Because she knew that if she were to be herself, she couldn't do it at all.

When Grandpa woven the basket, although the technique was very similar, it was not so sharp, as if the basket was completely natural in Liu Xing's hands.

Grandpa once said that this kind of craftsmanship is only available to master craftsmen.

But Liu Xing is only 14 years old now, so he possesses the craftsmanship of the master craftsman. Isn't it normal?

The only explanation is that Liu Xing is really a genius.

Zhu Xiuqing thought secretly.

How did Liu Xing know what Zhu Xiuqing was thinking? After knitting the first basket, he said: "Sister, you can knit the rest. I have to go see my younger siblings and talk about it."

"I can't!" Zhu Xiuqing waved his hand: "I am ashamed of your craftsmanship. Unless I am remaking a pair of baskets, I won't be able to knit the other to kill."

It is said that something made by one hand is impossible for others to imitate, but Zhu Xiuqing's current words do not mean that, but do not want others to see that the basket made by her is too far from Liu Xing's.

This is an insult to rival artists, so she would rather offend Liu Xing than be insulted by others.

"Okay! Sister, just make a pair of baskets and take a look. Maybe it can save me a lot of things!" Liu Xing, who knew Zhu Xiuqing's mind, gave a faint smile. After checking the belt of the broken machine, he got up and walked out of the greenhouse.

When I returned, it was already more than an hour later.

Liu Xing brought his younger brother Liu Hang and younger sister Xiao Peanut to the greenhouse.

There is no way, these two guys have regarded the market as their home since they came to the market, and they have never been idle. It is almost time for dinner. If they are not called back, That would be a nuisance.

In fact, some of them were eaten early. Liu Xing even found half-eaten braised trotters in Little Peanut's hand. This must be given to Little Peanut by the boss he knew.

Seeing this scene, Liu Xing held his head without knowing what to say.

This is not going to work, maybe the boss who feeds the pig's knuckles with peanuts doesn't care at all, but after a long time, it will inevitably get some bad reputation.

This is a taboo in the countryside and cannot be ignored.

Just as he was about to warn him, his father appeared beside him: "Son, today we have woven almost 600 dustpans a day. Do you want to send it to the tempeh shop now?"

"Send it tomorrow!" Liu Xing thought for a while and replied.

Sister Zhang’s tempeh shop has such a good business. At this time, she might just sit down and rest. If she were to disturb her, it would be really bad.

"Alright!" Father Liu Dagen sneered: "By the way, today your uncle asked me for one thing when he left. He wants your two aunts to come and help us too. I don't know what your opinion is?"

"Two aunts here to help?" Liu Xing frowned upon hearing this, "I'm afraid this help is fake, right?"

"It's definitely a fake! You need to pay wages, but you can rest assured that they do things, they will not be slower than your mother's family!" Liu Dageng continued.

"It's not a question of slowness, Aunt Hua is fine, but Aunt Ju..." Liu Xing scratched his head embarrassedly.

Aunt Ju is the youngest in her father's generation.

But she is not as diligent and hard-working as her uncle. She is accustomed to being arrogant by her grandparents. She never does anything at home. She stays at home every day, waiting for three meals a day to be delivered to her lips.

Such people come to the greenhouse to do things, even if they need incense for offering.

I remember when I was seven, my parents went to the Desert Village to pick up oil tea to earn work points. Because of the long journey, they didn’t come back after nine o’clock in the evening. Liu Xing and his brother were so hungry that they couldn’t stand it, so he ran to his grandparents to eat a meal. eat.

Who knows that I happened to ran into Aunt Ju eating stewed loach. I thought I could mix it with soup, but I didn't expect it to be driven out by the wailing of bamboo sticks.

In the end, grandparents heard the news. Although they scolded Aunt Ju for such a vicious behavior, the stewed loach still didn't make any difference and didn't get a meal. After all, grandparents didn't know that he and his brother hadn't eaten yet.

Although the mother stood at the door of her grandparents the next day and yelled, trying to get some justice back for him and his brothers, the hatred with Aunt Ju ended.

Before 2000, the fourth uncle always quarreled with his parents. Among them, Aunt Ju had a lot of credit for instigating the discord.

Now reborn, Aunt Ju actually wants to come to his greenhouse to help with things. Although this is a butterfly effect, Liu Xingxin never agrees.

Because Aunt Ju's impression was too'ugly' in his heart.

Compared with Aunt Hua, there is a world of difference between the two.

When my father Liu Dageng saw Liu Xing talking about Aunt Ju, his expression changed slightly, and his expression changed slightly: "Son, tell you the truth! It is your grandfather's intention to let your two aunts come here to do things. If I don't agree. , You know the consequences."

"I know, let them come, anyway, there is no difference between two more people and two people less, but there are some rules, dad, you have to make it clear first!" Liu Xing said with a light smile, there was an imperceptible flash in his eyes. Wisdom light.

"Rules?" Liu Dageng was puzzled.

"In the future, people who come to the greenhouse to do things must abide by this rule. Once this rule is broken, they will not be used to do things!" Liu Xing said slowly: "First, you must come to the greenhouse to report at 7 o'clock in the morning and only after 6 o'clock in the afternoon. After get off work, second..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by his father Liu Dagen: "Your two aunts have never been to work elsewhere. It's a bit too early to get to the greenhouse at seven o'clock?"