Reborn Craftsman

Zhang Xiaoying's eyes lit up, this Liu Xing said before that his bamboo craftsmanship is better than his father's. He thought he was bragging, but now it seems that it is true.

What she didn't understand was, how could a 14-year-old child have such a deep knowledge of bamboo craftsman?

This is not logical!

Could it be that Liu Xing is a born master craftsman?

After this idea surfaced in Zhang Xiaoying's mind, it never dissipated.

It turns out that after Liu Xing prepared the materials for making bamboo dragonflies, he took a bamboo knife and made the round handle twice. The familiar movements and sharp techniques are just like the master chefs on TV. , is impressive.

It was the turn of the most critical propeller, which is also the key to the bamboo dragonfly's flying. I saw Liu Xing picked up the hand saw and sawed three times rhythmically, and then sawed the other side three times.

Those who are interested in the rhythm of these three strokes will find that they are almost the same, the depth of the saw edge is also the same, and the slope is mechanically drawn in Liu Xing's hands, and there is no deviation at all.

With a click sound, Liu Xing used a small strip knife to skim off the excess bamboo on the propeller, and then quickly trimmed it a few times. After a while, the propeller was made, and then the handle was installed, and a bamboo dragonfly Appeared in front of Zhang Xiaoying.

"Try to see if you can fly!" Liu Xing laughed.

"Don't worry about it, it can fly for sure!" Zhang Xiaoying put away the bamboo dragonfly, "Seeing how busy your business is, why don't I come to you after the market is over?"

"Alright!" Liu Xing nodded.

"Then I'm leaving!" Zhang Xiaoying waved away.

"Wait a minute, you haven't paid me yet!" Little Peanut ran out and hugged Zhang Xiaoying's right leg.

"Give me money? What money?" Zhang Xiaoying hugged Peanut funny.

"My brother's money for making bamboo dragonflies!" Little Peanut thought that Zhang Xiaoying was going to beat her, so he shrank his head and replied.

"Chi Chi Chi...You little girl, you are so cute!" Zhang Xiaoying couldn't help laughing when she heard this: "I have already given you the money, if you don't believe me, you can ask your brother?"

"Really?" Little Peanut looked at Liu Xing.

"Of course it's true!" Liu Xing stretched out his hand in embarrassment and took Peanut.

"That was my mistake, Big Sister!" Little Peanut made a face and admitted his mistake to Zhang Xiaoying.

"It's nothing!" Zhang Xiaoying squeezed Xiao Peanut's smiling face, turned and left with a smile.

"You!" Liu Xing sat on the motorcycle with Peanut in his arms, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Seeing that there were many children waiting for him to weave handmade grasshoppers in front of the temporary booth, he hurried forward and got busy.

Seeing this, Little Peanut hurried forward to help collect the money.

This busy, busy until a quarter past twelve noon.

They didn't even notice that their parents and fourth uncle appeared behind them.

"Brother, I'm hungry!" Little Peanut, who was guarding a pile of ten-cent notes, shook Liu Xing's arm.

"Me too, bro!" Liu Hang rubbed his stomach, then looked at Liu Xing with a sneer.

"Then when my parents and fourth uncle come over, let's go to the small food stall for dinner!" Liu Xing said, but the speed of weaving the handmade grasshoppers in his hands did not slow down.

There is no way, the children he promised to wait for are making [-], if he breaks his promise, he might be beaten to death in the next market.

Chapter 026 Retribution Comes

Because most of the people who bought his handmade grasshoppers were repeat customers, and he also helped attract a lot of loyal customers.

Liu Dageng looked at the busy Liu Xing, and couldn't help but smiled gratifiedly: "I've been looking at this handmade grasshopper for a long time, but I can't figure out the mystery of it, do you two understand it?"

He looked at his younger brother Liu Huaqing and his daughter-in-law Zhu Meiling.

"I don't understand!" Liu Huaqing replied truthfully.

"Me too!" Zhu Meiling followed suit.

It is only now that they understand that the craft of bamboo craftsman seems simple, but it is very difficult to master it. It is even more difficult to achieve Liu Xing's ability to sell bamboo products for money, and sell them at a high price.

"Dad, Mom! Fourth Uncle, you are all back!" Liu Xing turned around in surprise when he heard the voice.

"Hmm!" Zhu Meiling replied softly.

"Hurry up and finish making the remaining handmade grasshoppers. Dad has something important to tell you later!" Liu Dageng looked serious.

"Okay!" Liu Xing had no choice but to speed up his hands.

There is no way, this handmade grasshopper is like a bamboo dragonfly, no!If an ordinary bamboo craftsman wants to learn it, it is simply a dream, so now he has to force one person to make it.

After about half an hour, Liu Xing finally finished the work at hand.

Liu Dageng looked at the time: "Your mother and I walked around the market. There are indeed a lot of bamboos for sale, and the price is very cheap, but so far, I haven't bought any of them."

"Why?" Liu Xing was puzzled.

"Because I don't know how many dustpans the proprietress of the tempeh shop will need next! Nanzhu is bought and sold in large quantities in this market, and the one-time transaction volume exceeds five hundred!" Liu Dageng explained the reason.

"There should be at least a few thousand!" Liu Xing thought for a while and replied: "Why don't we ask Sister Zhang now, and then go to buy Nanzhu?"

"I'll just wait for your words!" Liu Dagen said with a smile.

"Then let's go!" Fourth Uncle urged.

"Okay!" Liu Xing told Liu Hang to see the wonton shop and his younger sister, and immediately took his fourth uncle and father to walk in the direction of the soy sauce shop.

Mother Zhu Meiling didn't keep up, but helped sort out Liu Xing's ten-cent bills in the basket. Judging by the piled up amount, it might be dozens of dollars.

Seeing this, Little Peanut hurried over to help, he was extremely busy.

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The tempeh shop hasn't arrived yet.

The sharp-eyed Liu Xing saw Wang Xiaohe and his daughter-in-law selling dustpans at a conspicuous temporary booth.

However, the business is not good. Looking at the accumulated quantity, there are at least hundreds of them that have not been sold yet.

It's already twelve o'clock, if it can't be sold, I'm afraid it will be taken home.

Liu Dageng also saw this scene, and whispered to Liu Xing: "When I first came to the market, I saw Wang Xiaohe directly send the dustpan to Mrs. Zhang, but Mrs. Zhang didn't want any of them, and almost quarreled with Wang Xiaohe. stand up."

"Why are you arguing?" Liu Xing didn't understand. Could this Wang Xiaohe be able to buy and sell by force in the market?

"You don't know!" Liu Dagen couldn't help laughing when he said this: "The size of the dustpan that Wang Xiaohe asked someone to weave is wrong, and it simply wouldn't fit in the wooden shelf where Boss Zhang's wife dried beans."