To achieve the luster required by the bamboo pattern, a green bamboo strip must be at least four times. She put the scraper vertically on her left palm, and fixed the blade with four fingers except the index finger. She stretched her index finger and placed a piece of kudzu, slightly against the flat bag of the scraper. Holding the soft bamboo piece with her right hand, she gently pulled it between the gap between the index finger and the flat bag.

Bamboo chips curled, and fell lightly.

She turned the bamboo piece over and repeated the operation just now.

After four times, put down the scraper and the strip of kudzu.

Hold one end with your left hand and stroke it from left to right with your right hand: it is as smooth as satin. At this moment, the surface of the bamboo slices is clear, and even the domineering sunlight can only add color to it.

The stunned Wang Peng finally returned to normal gasping. At this moment, Wang Ge's rough hands became omnipotent in the eyes of this child.

Wang Ge gave the bamboo sticks to Dafu, then opened the wooden box of Landlord Jia, and asked, "Dafather, please see if it's the same?"

After Wang Weng compared, he realized it and said, "This, is it done?"

"An. One money, what else do you want?"

"Didn't you say that it's easy to make it broken by following the bamboo?"

"And. But that's an ordinary craftsman, I'm the first-class craftsman, different."

Wang Weng's worries disappeared, and he immediately said, "You kid, don't say it earlier. Okay, I'll go to Tianpo after all."

"There is something to do. Dafa, let Congmei cook during this period. I want to make more time to finish the work of Landlord Jia first."

"Okay, I'll ask your second uncle to bring A Shu back early today. Apart from going to the well to do laundry, you don't have to worry about the rest of the yard. Don't worry, leave it to A Peng and Hu Tou. I think they are doing a good job."

Wang Peng and Wang Feng were proudly straightening their chests. Wang Feng started to attack the sister, and Wang Ai ran over with a smile, following the same example, and standing straight.

Wang Peng put his hips on his hips and laughed at his youngest sister: "Haha, you are really a millet!"

Wang Weng twisted his grandson's ear and raised it: "Tell me! Who did you learn from? How could you scold Ah Mei like this?"

"It hurts, it hurts, my father spares me! I learned from my elder brother, and my elder brother scolded me like this yesterday, oh!"

Wang Weng shook his hand away in anger. It hurt even more than he had just twisted. Wang Peng cried back to the house. Wang Ai didn't understand that he was scolded and chased his brother to coax him.

"Ahe, this little boy, actually learned some swear words, millet grains, right? I don't think I'll beat him into millet grains!" The old man angrily carried a basket and brought the farm tools. The two sisters and sisters were sent to the gate of the yard. When Wang Ge walked back, he found that Ah didn't follow. He stood in the original place with his little head hanging down.

"Yo? Whose boy is this?" She squatted in front of her brother and smiled and coaxed him, "I want it so handsome, no one takes it home."

Wang Feng burst into tears and laughed. He poked the index finger of his left and right hand and admitted his mistake: "Actually, I taught me what Cong's third brother cursed me just now. I deliberately asked him what Cong's eldest brother meant to scold me "small grains"? Then Cong's third brother told me that it might be the meaning of scolding me. I told Cong's third brother that Cong's third brother cursed the wrong person, and that the family was not the shortest. Then tell him that when Cong's eldest brother returned home, he would definitely scold Ai for saying "small grains" again."

Wang Ge: "So you have never scolded anyone from yesterday to today. You just told the truth, what's wrong?"

"Don't sister think I've instigated my third brother?"

"He is older than you, and you can instigate him, so he deserves it! How could I say that to my cousin?" She covered her mouth with guilt.

"Hehe." It's so strange. Wang Feng had nothing to worry about and hugged her neck.

Wang Ge Xiaoying stroked the back of his head. Her eyes were facing outside the yard gate. Liu Bo walked to the Wang family yard and stopped.

"Brother Liu?" Wang Ge picked up his brother and welcomed him in.

Although Wang Dalang could not see his eyes, Liu Bo still performed the etiquette of seeing the elders in a manner. Wang Ge moved the tool stool aside and sat on the table with Liu Xiaolang.

After Wang Qing poured bamboo leaves for her sister and the guest, she sat obediently next to her father, blocked her mouth with her hands, and whispered to her father: "The brother Liu, the sister knows, is very beautiful."

Liu Bo noticed that the little boy kept looking at him, and then smiled at Wang Qing and nodded.

Wang Qing twisted her body and became shy.

"Brother Liu came yesterday?" Wang Ge asked.

"Yes. I want to make a stone inkstone and go to the wild mountains to find stones tomorrow."

"The wild mountain is very dangerous, you can't go into the mountain alone."

"My uncle has been in Jiashe Village recently and will protect me into the mountains tomorrow."

Wang Ge understood that Liu Bo's uncle must be a pavilion soldier or a village soldier from Linshui Pavilion. Liu Xiaolang would not come from home for no reason.

Liu Bo did not like to greet him, so he took out an object from the cloth bag, opened the wrapped kudzu, and presented a pair of bamboo hairpins.

Wang Ge vaguely guessed the purpose of the other party. She smiled and said, "This is what I carved. I didn't expect that it was bought by Brother Liu so by chance."

"It's not a coincidence. I mentioned your craftsmanship skills to Feng Cheung. I said that you are different from other craftsmen and will never let down the name of the top craftsmen."

So that's it. In fact, she always felt that Feng Cheung came to find her own goods, which was a bit unreasonable. You should know that there are many old bamboo craftsmen in the village. They failed the craftsman exam, but they have been engaged in weaving for many years. They have made bamboo tools more powerful than craftsmen and craftsmen.

It's really bad, I owe someone another favor. Wang Ge stood up and bowed to him: "Thank you Brother Liu."

The favor I had finally returned the last time. Liu Bo stood up calmly and returned a gift.

After the two sat back, Liu Bo understood the purpose of the arrival: "The word 'bamboo' on the hairpin' contains a unique way of using the pen. I have always thought about it when I was studying, so I wanted to ask Wang Jiangtong to carve other words."

"Bamboo? Brother Liu saw it in a mess. My wild girl in the village didn't know the word "bamboo". Each hairpin head has three bamboo leaves."

Liu Bo felt regretful, and Wang Ge said again: "But I can carve it again in front of Brother Liu."

Liu Bo's personality is clear and far-reaching, and he can't get what he wants, but he's regretful in an instant. When he asks, he's just a little happy. "Thank you."

Wang Ge took off the even knife from the tool stool, first sharpened the edge of the grinding stone, and then wrapped it around the thick end like last time, using a cloth strip to replace the carving knife with the tip blade.

Just carving characters is easier than making hairpins. She just needs to find a piece of bamboo piece the size of a palm in the miscellaneous room, and then move the tool stool to Liu Xiaolang. She knelt across from her, without saying nonsense, and just cut her knife!

engraving!

Wang Ge said that he would definitely be a lie if he didn't know the word "bamboo", but she really couldn't carve other thin gold characters. When Wang Nan walked in his previous life, she didn't have time to learn calligraphy. The thin gold "bamboo" is one of the basic skills passed down from the family. The younger generations carve according to the carving knife. Therefore, the "sword tip of the knife" that Liu Bo now sees is just the "practice makes perfect" of the oil seller.

Soon, two "六" stood next to each other, and she cut the excess bamboo material to the base with the word "bamboo". Blowing away the bamboo chips was the thin and hard "bamboo", but she would never admit it.

Liu Bo did not expect that witnessing the carving process would really add a little more insight. After he returned, he would also try the carving method.

Yes, carving...maybe it is the Tao?

Liu Bo sat upright like this.

Wang Qi came over with the bamboo pot, and Wang Ge "shushed" at Ah Brother and took the bamboo pot. No one of the two bowls of bamboo leaf water just now had moved, and a few bamboo chips fell into it. Wang Ge was not in a hurry to change the water. It was obvious that the young man was in a strange state similar to "intellectual".

Liu Bo quickly came back to his senses and asked, "Does Wang Jiangtong dare to give it a try in the late September craftsmanship exam?"


Chapter completed!