One had the intention of repaying the favor and told everything he knew; the other hit snakes and followed the stick. It was related to the craftsmanship exam. There were only questions that Wang Ge could not think of and there were no questions that he could not ask.

About two-quarters of an hour later, Liu Bo was sent away.

She moved the tool bench back, reshaped the knife, and cut the strips. While busy, Wang Ge recalled the rules of the craftsmanship exam that the other party told. If it could be summarized in one sentence, it would be: craftsmanship means skillful decoration. Before making a skillful move, you must abide by the rules.

Rules and regulations.

It turns out that the word "craftsman" is not an arbitrary grade designation, but focuses on "work"!

Since Emperor Wu announced the "Hundred Craftsmen Contest", the only grade examination rule that cannot be changed by later generations is the grade of craftsman, which shows that we attach great importance to it.

There is only one craftsmanship exam for each major category, regardless of craftsmanship or skill. No matter how many craftsmen compete, there will only be more venues. The exam will be held at the same time on September 25th.

Which exam room delays exist.

There is no limit to the duration of the exam, but eating, drinking, and using the toilet are not allowed during the exam.

According to Liu Xiaolang, in the early years there was a candidate who persisted until the third day and was carried out of the examination room. His whole body was swollen. When Liu Xiaolang finished telling this anecdote, Wang Peng was so amused that he couldn't hide and pulled Yaomei out.

, followed my brother and cuddled up to my uncle.

Chuyi County has never added more venues. The annual craftsmanship examination room is very spacious and sufficient. There is a utensil shed inside, and the shed is full of utensils. They are the test questions for each candidate: molds.

Carpenters' molds are divided into three categories according to materials: wood, bamboo, grass, wattle and rattan.

Tools for making the machine will be distributed before entering the examination room. After entering the examination room, candidates can freely select models and make copies.

Requirements for imitation: size, length, breadth etc.

Liu Bo told Wang Ge all his experience in the examination: there are many kinds of molds, as small as bamboo nails, slips, and grass butterflies; as large as shoulder poles, brooms, and wooden basins; medium and small, such as straw sandals, square rulers, and bamboo brushes.

It really has everything.

There are many duplicate molds, but once selected, they cannot be returned to the artifact shed.

After entering the examination room, don't think about walking around the examination room first, but choose which mold is easy to make. The tool-making area is on both sides of the utensil shed. After each one is made and judged to be qualified,

Only then can you choose the next model.

When he concluded this, he added an inexplicable sentence: During the exam, you must wear a headscarf.

The craftsmen after admission are divided into grades: those who can imitate nine items according to the model are considered low-level craftsmen; those who can imitate nineteen items are considered medium-level craftsmen; those who can imitate twenty-nine items are considered high-level craftsmen;

Fifty pieces or more, not including fifty pieces, are considered first-class craftsmen.

As of last year, there were only nine high-quality craftsmen in Dajin, and among them was the man who was carried out.

First-class craftsmanship has never appeared!

Even a certain master craftsman lamented that perhaps first-class craftsmanship was just an expectation of Emperor Cheng for the world's craftsmen, and the aspiration he set for the world's craftsmen.

"The direction of the heart..." Wang Ge repeated this sentence and stopped what he was doing.

"Sister Cong, sister Cong, look at me." Wang Peng puffed out his cheeks and stretched his arms hard. He quickly returned to normal and asked, "Do I look like the examinee who was carried out?" Then he puffed out his cheeks again.

, his little face turned sideways.

As soon as Wang Ge was amused, he heard Wang Ai say in a childish voice: "Brother is like a fat millet grain."

Wang Yun laughed and fell on her father's side.

"Tsk, this kid!" Wang Dalang didn't know who to scold.

Wang Peng didn't dare to reply, his ears still hurt. He shouted to Wang Yun: "Let's go, Hutou, to feed the chickens." This was his favorite job.

Wang Yun held Wang Ai's hand in a sensible manner: "Father, I will take good care of my sister."

Children are like this, sometimes they are noisy and sometimes they are in love with each other.

Wang Ge looked at the piece of bamboo in her hand. When she was opening the bamboo strips just now, she was touched by the words "the direction of the heart" left by Liu Xiaolang. Her eyes were always staring at the green bamboo strips being layered, passing through the sword gate, and scraping the silk. But

However, her mind was a little far away, which caused her to go back and forth several times on the last step of scraping.

This piece of bamboo is as thin as a cicada's wing. When it is blown gently, it seems to be lifted up by the wind. Its long tail is elegant. As long as the light shines on the surface, it will give back the light.

In his previous life, Wang Ge's Qi Mie skills had not reached this level, but he did not expect that he would successfully overcome this hurdle today.

Now that she knew the rules of the craftsmanship exam, she had to hurry up and finish the few tasks at hand, and then practice the basic skills of various tool making to improve her speed.

Four days later.

Two tenants came to Landlord Jia's house. The one who was in charge was delivering bamboo materials last time. The other tenant was nearly fifty years old and was wearing patched trousers. It looked like he had been tired all year round and was carrying heavy loads.

This time they came with a wheelbarrow with empty wooden boxes tied to it.

Wang Weng called these two people to come into the courtyard.

Wang Dalang and several children were in the house and did not come out. Only Wang Ge stood in front of the main house. The big straw mat under his feet was covered with old mattresses. On the mattresses were densely packed bamboo sticks, piled in piles of ten, totaling fifty piles.

Wang Weng said: "Fortunately there is no wind today. Hey, there are five hundred bamboo sticks here, a lot of them." Not a lot of bamboo sticks.

The box with the bamboo sample was on the ground. Wang Weng did not even want to touch it, and motioned to the other party to open it himself. "You should check it carefully. Check every piece of bamboo, so that you can explain it to Mr. Jia Dalang." In case something goes wrong after leaving home, he will have to worry about it again.

superior.

The older tenant was a bamboo craftsman and knew the bamboo patterns without opening the wooden box. He squatted at the end of the mat and inspected them very carefully. He had to look at the front, back, head and tail end of each bamboo stick against the light. The bamboo craftsman's hands

They are all rough, so it is difficult to test whether there are burrs on the bamboo surface. Of course, there is no need to test, because the bamboo craftsman's eye is poisonous, and the quality of the bamboo strips can be determined by just a glance.

"Wooden box." He didn't look back and called to the principal tenant to bring something to put in it.

The other party was dissatisfied: "Tsk, isn't there a box on the ground?"

"This is just like pretending to be bamboo. You can't mix it up."

The tenant in charge glanced at the old bamboo craftsman and cursed secretly: Old man, if you dare to call me at this time, I will curse you to eat chaff for the rest of your life. After the curse, he was idle, what else would he do if he didn't move the wooden box?

The wooden box they brought was larger than the bamboo box. There was not such a thick cloth inside, and the bamboo slices were flat and thin, so they could hold a lot. The old bamboo craftsman checked each one and placed it carefully. This will take a long time.

How could Wang Ge waste her time? She had already prepared some green and yellow bamboo strips and started weaving window mats in front of the main house.

The whole courtyard is quiet and quiet. Occasionally, magpies fly over the courtyard, and they are willing to stop for a while before flying away.

The tenant in charge sat in front of the wheelbarrow and gradually dozed off. When his foot was kicked, he woke up. It turned out that the bamboo craftsman had finished the inspection. "You have done all the inspection. If there are any mistakes, it is none of my business."

"It's inspected." The bamboo craftsman had already carried all the boxes to the cart. The master was holding the cart while he placed the wooden boxes and tied the ropes.

The tenant delivered the 300 owed money early in the afternoon, with a smile that flattered Wang Weng: "Jia Dalang asked me to ask if Wang Jiangtong is still willing to work? If so, I will send the bamboo material tomorrow morning."

Wang Weng waved his hand: "No, my granddaughter has to take the craftsmanship test, so there is no time left."

"Master Craftsman? What Master Craftsman?"

"He is a craftsman who is better than a craftsman boy."

The tenant said "Oh" and walked away. He turned around and spat: "What are you bragging about? No matter how powerful you are, can you catch up with Landlord Jia? A little girl... Whoa! Little girl? Oh, why did I forget this!"

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Chapter completed!