Jia Guo highly regarded her decades of cooking skills as "making do, as long as it's edible", but when she poured the pig fat into the bottom of the cauldron, it still stuck! No matter how hard she pulled it, it didn't work.

"Ahem, cough..." She was choked out of the stove, feeling very distressed. The paste was not pig fat, but money! "Hu Bao, who told you how to cook oil residue? Isn't this a waste of food?"

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"Mom, I... was thinking about it myself."

Now the eldest granddaughter in Jia's heart is a string of money that can make money. The string of money can't be beaten, so she asked again: "Who bought the pig fat?"

The whole family looked at Wang Erlang.

"I don't dare anymore!" Wang Erlang squatted on the spot and hugged his head. From now on, he would rather eat pig hair alive than believe this black-hearted, bragging, and shameless niece!

Wang Zhu was alone in the room, leaning against the window. The roar of laughter outside the window lattice was really harsh. Couldn't he feel that there was no big living person in the house? Was he so happy when his mother was kicked out?

It was as joyful as the Chinese New Year, and all the pig fat was cooked. Also, even if that bitch Wang Ge laughed, the second uncle also followed suit. Could it be that the second uncle is only related to the uncle's roommate, and not brothers with the father? Uncle is blind.

Now, is my second uncle blind too? Can’t you see how sad my father is these days?

Wang Zhu didn't want to see or hear their movements anymore. He sat back on the bed, carrying his arms on his back, tears falling on his knees. It would be great if everything could go back to a few days ago. He had no evil intentions and was not arrested.

That rat was not tied with the oil-soaked hemp rope, so now my mother is still in this house. "Mom...I was wrong, I want you to come back..."

The next day.

"Come on, come on." Wang Weng and Wang Ge walked out the door.

As expected, the tenants of Landlord Jia's house delivered ten sawed bamboo stalks at the beginning of the morning, all of which were in the growth period for more than a year. They must have been soaked in water last night and were all wet.

The bamboo that grows in the shade does not have all its segments, but only the middle two or three segments can reach the required length of the bamboo shape.

Depending on the thickness of the stalks, one section can cut twenty to twenty-five bamboo strips that are slightly wider than the bamboo pattern. Each bamboo strip is scraped green and then three layers of strips are placed next to the bamboo skin. After all, this car can cut six hundred strips in total.

Between 700 and 700. Of course, this is under the condition that the bamboo material is not lost and the bamboo strips are not opened incorrectly.

Therefore, when unloading, each root of Wangge must be carefully inspected to see if there are cracks, damage, and whether there are insects such as borers and aphids.

After passing the inspection, the tenant left a deposit of 200 yuan. Yesterday, the landlord Jia did not say anything, so the tenant conveyed: "Jia Dalangjun said that these bamboo materials must be woven into five hundred pieces of bamboo, and the remaining materials will be given to King Craftsman Tong."

For personal use. If the number is less than 500, Wang Jiantong will have to cut bamboos to make up for it."

Wang Weng said gratefully: "Thank you Mr. Jia Dalang for us."

After the tenants left, Wang Ge hesitated for a moment and then told his elder father: "Jia Dalang is not kind."

"What? Are you plotting against us?"

"It's not a calculation, it's just a deliberate attempt to make things difficult. If it were an ordinary craftsman, according to the bamboo pattern given by Mr. Jia Dalang, it would not be easy for ten bamboo stalks to be cut into three hundred strips. He also said that I could use the rest for myself, which sounded very generous.

..." When Wang Ge saw his brother and A Peng coming together, he quickly told his elder father: "The bamboo material that grows in the shade cannot be exposed to the sun, so only the first layer of green bamboo strips is useful, and the rest is almost like waste."

There are too many methods in the bamboo craftsman's profession! The more Wang Weng heard, the more angry he became. Fortunately, he just thanked him. "Damn it, you are so embarrassed, why are you still looking for me!"

"That's why I said he was unkind. Don't be angry, uncle. Don't worry. I will definitely do the job well this time and not offend him. Next, I will prepare to take the craftsmanship test. If he comes to us again, we will use this reason

Push it away."

Unbeknownst to the grandson and grandson, Mr. Jia Dalang was also in trouble.

After Zixiangzheng took away several carts of bamboo cages from the village, Jia Feng ordered his clan brothers to go to the countryside to find out what the bamboo cages were used for.

How can it be so easy to find out?

Jia Feng waited for several days without any news. He only knew that these bamboo cages were taken from the Wang household in the north of the village. The top carpenter boy in the county this year was the little girl of the eldest son of the Wang household.

In this case, Jia Feng did not wait for his younger brothers. The Jia family took over a business from Qinghe Village and were in need of bamboo craftsmen, so they asked Jia Sanyang, the son of the tenant farmer, to lead the way and form a good relationship with the Wang family.

But after Jia Feng returned home in the evening, his clan brother happened to come back. He said that those carts of bamboo cages were bought by a foreign salesman who competed with local salesmen for riches, and rented Linshui Pavilion's fleet to transport them to other places.

My colleague happened to drop by.

Therefore, the royal household in the north of the village has nothing to do with the township officials and township officials!

In this case, why did Jia Feng demean himself and visit Chaimen's small house in person? So the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

At the gate of the Wang Family Courtyard, Wang Peng and Wang Yun looked at the bamboo materials. Wang Ge and his eldest father handled the bamboo stalks gently and carried them into the secondary main house. They learned a lesson and did not dare to put it in the utility room. The last step

Place it on the straw mat in the courtyard.

Wang Dalang was sitting in a corner of the straw mat, weaving bamboo baskets, and watching over Wang Ai to prevent her from running around. His hands were wrapped in cloth, and his palms and fingers were all scratched by bamboo. Now he felt more about Tiger Treasure.

It's not easy, it turns out that the thin bamboo strips are so sharp.

After finishing his work, Wang Weng returned to the main house and put away the two hundred coins. He thought of Landlord Jia's fake generosity again and sighed depressedly.

Wang Ge prepared all the bamboo poles and erected the section of bamboo material in the courtyard. The bamboo tube was thicker. She used a homemade bamboo ruler and charcoal pen to mark the required width of the bamboo material on the top (it must be wider than the bamboo pattern).

), after all markings are completed, twenty-two sticks can be split.

I sharpened the bamboo knife last night and started using it immediately.

Kaka...

The sound of cutting the bamboo tube made Wang Weng's heart agitate. The name Hu Bao was really right. His granddaughter was a real tiger when she was working. If it were him, he wouldn't have marked it carefully several times, and he wouldn't have hesitated before cutting the knife?

Instead of cutting the bamboo tube all the way to the bottom, she first split the bamboo tube into two. Then she sat on the mat, holding half of the bamboo tube diagonally and began to cut along each opening of the bamboo tube, cutting to the bottom. After splitting twenty-two pieces,

, then she noticed that her eldest father was sitting opposite her, sighing quietly.

"Big father?"

"Huh? Oh...I thought about it. Instead of waiting for the bamboo material to run out, I might as well prepare it in advance."

"Father, I remembered that I forgot to bring the tool bench."

"I'll get it." Wang Weng went to the utility room absentmindedly.

Now that Wang Ge knows what his eldest father is worried about, it will be easier to handle.

She picked up a bamboo stick and started to peel off the top layer of green bamboo strips. After removing the bamboo skin, it was divided into three layers. At this time, each layer was already very thin.

After bringing the tool bench over, she fixed the leveling knife with a two-point distance.

First lay a layer of green bamboo strips flat, a little away from the leveling knife, and gently pinch the rest with homemade bamboo tweezers. The tweezers should be close to the leveling knife, so that the plane of the green bamboo strips is parallel to the plane of the stool.

Use your right hand to hold the end of the green bamboo strips on the other side of the knife, and pull it slowly and slowly!

The width is!

This step is like pulling a bamboo stick to squeeze through a narrow passage, and all the excess is torn off, so it is called: passing through the sword gate!

Wang Weng and Wang Yun had met each other many times and didn't think anything of it. But this was the first time for Wang Peng. He was dumbfounded and thought Cong sister was so capable. How could the soft bamboo stick be so obedient in Cong sister's hand?

After passing through the Sword Gate, you pass through the Scraper Gate.

The scraper I bought from Merchant Feng is not the kind that can be fixed on a tool bench. It is just an iron piece with round or flat cutouts, and the handle is wrapped with hemp rope.

Here comes the scene that makes Wang Peng feel that his sister is more capable!
Chapter completed!