At the same time, it has to be said that Landlord Jia’s family is really well-informed. After the township government led a convoy out of the village, Jia Dalang and Jia Feng caught up with him with a cart of produce, carrying vegetables freshly picked from the fields, including fennec and other vegetables.

Amaranth, with ginger.

Xiangzheng did not let down the people's wishes and readily accepted it, but paying Jia Feng the market price was definitely a lot more.

Jia Feng didn't dare not take this money, and felt very uneasy.

Xiangzheng said: "Lingran, I just have a favor for you."

Jia Feng didn't expect Xiang Zheng to know his own handwriting, so he quickly said: "My lord, just give me your orders."

"You must have heard about what happened in the west of the village. In a few days, a group of ministers will come. The rural soldiers are not strong enough. You go back and tell your elder father to organize some tenants to help the rural soldiers supervise the road construction in their free time.

If it is repaired earlier, the village will benefit earlier, isn’t that true?”

"Don't worry, sir, I will definitely comply."

After Xiangzheng continued on his journey, Jia Lingran wondered: "Why are there so many carts of bamboo cages? What are they used for?"

The life of a farmer is one thing after another. When there is Yao in the family, it is hard to feel that this lazy woman has done anything, but without her, everyone can really feel that there is an extra job.

The day after he abandoned his wife, and the next day, Wang Sanlang had to go into the wild mountains to cut bamboo, and pick bamboo leaves and wolfberry flowers along the way. He was so busy that he had no time to miss Yao. Wang Peng and Wang Yun worked together to do the chores of feeding chickens at home and cleaning the yard.

Wang Ge then went to the fields to plant red beans, while thinking about the bambooware he would sell to the salesman next month.

Since the price of utensils like food boxes is high, she must continue to make them, and this time she changed them to the shape of a gourd, which symbolizes good luck. She set a rule for herself that in the future, she would never make the same food boxes, so as not to bump into the food boxes when children from rich families go on outings.

It’s as embarrassing as wearing matching shirts in later generations.

In addition to such solid bamboo utensils, she also wanted to make another kind of ornament: catching the drunken fairy. It is also known as the "roly-poly" in modern times.

According to previous history, the drunken immortal appeared in the Tang Dynasty. It was a tool for persuading people to drink. It was carved from wood into a human shape, with a thin top and a thick bottom. When people were drinking, they would twist the wooden figure with their hands, and whoever pointed the finger of the wooden figure would drink. What happened later?

At that time, there is no record of who changed him into a roly-poly wearing a black gauze on his head.

Of course, this thing cannot be made out of thin air. She first filled the corn with egg shells, so that the tiger head found that the egg shells could not be knocked down when poked. Then she had an idea and praised her brother: "You are really my lucky star. I thought

I bought a novelty, and after it is made, the salesman will definitely take it."

"Is it as novel as a rolling lantern or a bamboo dragonfly?"

"right."

With this in mind, after his third uncle came back from cutting bamboo, Wang Ge immediately started cutting bamboo strips.

The light up and down of the Zui Zui Xian is the principle of its stable balance. To be honest, it is easier to imitate than the rolling lantern. If you want the salesman to charge a high price, you can only start with the outer shell, use extremely fine and thin green strips to weave it, and cover it with

Only with special embellishments to make it exquisite and pleasing can it become an ornament.

She first used a bamboo knife to cut out a bamboo strip three-thirds wide (less than one centimeter) and about one foot long, and separated the green skin from the inner wall. The inner wall was made of waste material. After layering only the green skin, she soaked it all in a basin of water.

Soaking can enhance the flexibility of the bamboo pieces. Then, relying on the experience accumulated in the previous life, she slowly bends the bamboo pieces every short period of time to temper the toughness of the bamboo pieces and test the maximum toughness to see if she can meet the requirements she wants to achieve.

After the toughness conditions are met, take it out. Use her homemade sharp stone knife to cut a small opening in the three-third-wide bamboo slice, put down the knife, and separate the silk with bare hands. After dividing the vertical strip, cut a second small opening, and then separate with bare hands.

Silk.

The whole process from using a bamboo strip knife to separate the green skin and the inner wall to now splitting the silk with bare hands is called "Qi Ban".

This bamboo piece will eventually be torn into ten strands to ensure consistent thickness. It is of course possible to subdivide it further, but it is not suitable for making the shell of the Drunken Immortal.

In his previous life, top bamboo weaving craftsmen were able to separate bamboo threads with their bare hands until they were as thin as cicada wings, thinner than hair. Wang Ge's level is far from that kind of craftsman. Fortunately, he is still young now, and as long as he studies hard and works hard, he can make bamboo silk.

If you practice, you will reach a higher level.

All the green-skinned bamboo slices immersed in the basin are divided according to this method. After dividing, please note that the ones close to the surface of the bamboo must be dark in color and should be placed separately from the ones close to the inner wall. Their color difference is related to the shell of the Drunken Fairy.

Color transition.

The process of splitting must be concentrated, and you are not aware of the passage of time at all. Wang Ge's eyes, mind and heart are all immersed in this, so much so that when her eldest father and others returned home, Hutou led her father past her, she was stunned.

Didn't notice.

Wang Weng waved his hand and signaled Wang Shu to cook dinner. The old man stepped lightly and came over to see the bamboo shreds that Wang Ge had torn. He carefully picked up one piece, and only then did he realize how soft it was. When he held it up to the light, he could see the luster of the bamboo texture.

After Wang Ge finished tearing the pieces in his hands, he found his eldest father sitting in front of him. "Ah, is it so late?"

"Don't worry, I asked Ah Shu to cook dinner. Ah Ge, my eldest father wants to ask you, do you want to take the craftsmanship test this year?"

The craftsmanship examination is also held once a year. It is also taken in the county. The time is fixed. It is in late September. You must register in the township before August.

Only the top ten new craftsmen in the same year are allowed to apply. However, each craftsman can only take the craftsmanship exam three times in his life. To be on the safe side and not waste every opportunity, qualified new craftsmen generally choose to take the exam the following year.

Craftsmanship exam in September.

Wang Ge smiled shyly: "I'll let you see it. Yes, I don't want to wait another year." I don't want to be an older candidate again.

Wang Weng stroked the bamboo silk in his hand and said proudly: "If my granddaughter cannot pass the craftsmanship test just based on her silk skills, it is simply because the examiner is blind."

Wang Ge was extremely grateful: "My father can believe in me, and I feel more confident."

Wang Weng put the bamboo silk back to its original position, lowered his voice, but said very solemnly: "Take the time to make a window mat, the same as the one the Yao family took away last time."

Wang Ge Yilin: "Yes." How could the eldest father mention the Yao family for no reason? My father must have told the eldest father about his suspicion of Wang Zhu.

During dinner, the family was still not used to the absence of Yao, especially the third wife. Wang Peng was okay, but Wang Zhu and Yaomei were in tears, and the sniffing sounds from their noses could be heard throughout the meal.

The next morning, everyone in the third room had swollen eyes, which showed that they had been crying all night. This kind of thing cannot be persuaded. Logically speaking, if Yao did such an evil thing, just being abandoned would be a pardon for her.

Wang Erlang did not go to Tianpo today. He had to go to the township with his other village neighbors who had harvested flax. Every year, the villagers sold the new flax to the same oil shop. They bartered everything for old grain, millet or wheat.

Pay rent with new grain, and eat the rest with old grain. This is basically the case for farmers in Chaimen.

The wolfberry flowers are also packed in half sacks and can be sold to drug stores or salesmen.

While Wang Ge was cooking bamboo leaf porridge, she paid attention to what was going on in the courtyard. When she saw her second uncle was about to go out, she chased him out, gave him all her belongings... and four dollars, and asked him as if she was doing something mysterious: "Second uncle

Cut some pig fat for me and bring it back."

"What? Who's sick again?"

"I."

"What's wrong with you?"

"Greedy is here."

Wang Erlang swallowed his saliva and said, "Greedy is indeed a disease, and he also suffered from it."

Wang Ge didn't know how to cook in his previous life, and he didn't learn cooking skills after time travel. In the past few years, he had been cooking bean porridge or steaming wheat cakes in the kitchen. He had a huge appetite, but his body was getting thinner and thinner. Anyway, the four of them were

Money can't support any big things, so I risk everything and eat the pig fat and oil residue.

As for how to practice? She didn’t believe that she, a top-notch craftsman, couldn’t do it!
Chapter completed!