Chapter 72 The craftsman is the creator

After a false alarm, Wang Ge and Wang Shu, like Wang Ai, stayed in the main room to sleep with their eldest mother from tonight on. This is basically the case for poor families after winter. Reed quilts are simply not enough, so they can only

Keep each other warm.

Little Jia never expected that when she returned home in anger, her daughter Wang Shu would sleep in the main house all winter. As a result, she respected Wang Shu even more, felt sorry for Wang Ge, and never had any friendship with her mother again.

Outside the courtyard, Ren Suzhi and other night guards at the pavilion left with peace of mind after hearing the roaring noise in Wang Hu's courtyard.

Huan Zhen was confused and asked: "Master Ting Zhang seems to be particularly concerned about this family?"

"Yes. Abo and Wang Jianggong are acquainted, and he asked me to take care of him during this period."

Did Liu Bo know Miss Wang? Huan was really interested. He and Liu Bo also hit it off, and they were able to see through each other's temperaments.

Liu Bo is not as gentle and plain as he seems on the surface. He is extremely aloof in his heart, and he is good at judging others. He despises the evil, vulgar and fools! Since he entrusts his uncle to take care of the Wang family, he must value Miss Wang. It’s interesting.

When I see Liu Bo one day, I'll give him some insinuations.

Ren Suzhi couldn't bear the young man who talked so little and pretended to be mature like his nephew. He held Huan Zhen by the shoulders and walked quickly. Huan Zhen was so embarrassed and angry that Ren Suzhi let go with "Haha": "That's right.

, then if my concubine is taken to the county in such weather, she will freeze to death without being tried, right?"

"It's best to freeze to death! This criminal woman is cunning. She hates Khufu and the criminals. She encourages the criminals to kill Khufu. The criminal woman herself is not stained with any blood. Therefore, it is better to leave it to the county government for trial. If we do it without authorization

If you deal with the guilty woman, you will become the second fool." When talking about the case, Huan Zhen immediately became eloquent. While patrolling the night with Ren Suzhi, he analyzed the viciousness of the concubine. "Of course, if she froze to death on the way to escort,

, it’s none of my business.”

In the early morning, Wang Ge looked solemn and opened the suitcase. The various measuring instruments and well-intentioned instructions given by Magistrate Huan all showed her gratitude. If she is a thousand-mile horse, this gentleman is Bole.

"When a great craftsman teaches others, he must follow the rules."

"Get rid of the tools and put rules and propriety into craftsmanship."

Master Huan told her that it was obvious: rules bind craftsmen. Craftsmen must always measure according to rules and regulations when making tools, and be precise. But craftsmen can't!

Craftsmen are creators, and basic skills must be superior to craftsmanship! Only by refining rules, rules, proportions, and inches in the heart, carving them in the eyes, and fixing them in the palms can one be qualified to create. Otherwise, how can one have the ability to learn from three hundred

Stand out among craftsmen?

Therefore, this set of measuring tools must be the most accurate and relatively error-free. Maybe it was purchased specially for her by Magistrate Huan.

Wang Ge really guessed it right. Ever since she made a fire fold and a fire-extinguishing water tube in the craftsman competition, Magistrate Huan County valued her talent in craftsmanship. From then on, he tried to rely on connections in the clan, and finally

This set of measuring tools was obtained from the chief inspector of the capital city.

The rules, rules and rulers circulating in the market are all made by old craftsmen themselves. In fact, the basis for marking the scales is also correct. The smallest "point" on the scale of the ruler is defined as a medium millet grain, and one vertical millet is one minute.

One hundred millet is one foot. But there must be a very small error between medium-sized millet grains, so there will naturally be an error in the entire ruler scale.

Where can I tell you where the most standard measuring tools are made? Are they recognized by Jiang Zuo Jian? They are only produced by Jiang Zuo Jian himself! But they are not sold to the outside world.

Wang Ge first started practicing with a wooden ruler. This process was extremely boring. He used a stone knife to carve the "divided" line segments on the bamboo slices over and over again, over and over again, over and over again...

After carving for a long time, she felt nauseous and retched, but after vomiting, she splashed her face with cold water and continued carving. There is no easy way for a craftsman, it is only through familiarity and hardship. Only through hard work can one achieve great things.

!

The Jin Dynasty was not the previous life. She, Wang Nanxing, was able to excel among the traditional craftsmen in the previous life because the traditional crafts were rapidly lost and there was a lack of successors.

But in the Jin Dynasty, hundreds of craftsmen were contending, and craftsmen blossomed everywhere, shining like stars. If she wanted to soar like a carp in the water, she would have to endure hardships!

While Wang Ge was concentrating on improving his craftsmanship, Sun came with his son Zhang Cai.

At such an old age, how could Jia Concubine know the young man's thoughts? Zhang Cai turned thirteen during the Chinese New Year, and at the age of seeing each other, she still liked her own A Ge.

Mrs. Sun smiled before saying anything: "Grandma, I saw Erlang's bride when I was doing laundry in the morning. Alas, I don't know what the quarrel with Erlang was. She didn't say anything when I asked her. She only wiped her tears. How pitiful."

Jia Guo choked back: "What? My courtyard door is wide open, outsiders can come in, but can she not come in? Who is blocking her when she wants to come back?"

"That's right!" Mrs. Sun said immediately: "I told her the same thing. Oh, actually I didn't come here to talk about Ajia. It was Azhu who caught the cold again and asked him when his father would return to Shatun.

One trip?”

"Going back to Shatun? Is my Sanlang a son-in-law or son-in-law of the Yao family? Are you going back to Shatun?"

"Tsk!" Ms. Sun thought in annoyance, Zhang Cai shook her arm twice, and she smiled again and said: "I just want to pass on a message. If your Sanlang wants to... go to Shatun again, he should go as soon as possible. It's midwinter.

Now, the weather will get colder, and my two cows will not be able to run far."

Niu was afraid of the cold, but what Sun said was true. Jia went into the utility room, took out the bamboo basket made by Dalang, stuffed it into Sun, and said: "Here, I don't bother you less. You go back to your husband, uncle."

Let me tell you, Langdu, when you go to the wild mountains, don’t forget to call my Erlang and Sanlang.”

Sun's uncle is Zhang Cang's father, Zhang Wulang.

Mrs. Sun was greedy for small profits, so when she got a piece of cake, the unhappiness just now was wiped away and she asked: "Ageli?"

"I'm practicing crafts in the house, and I have to take the master craftsman exam. From today on, we can't make any big noises. We only call her when we eat."

"Take the exam to be a craftsman?" Sun's voice suddenly rose, and Zhang Cai half-opened her mouth, looking unbelievable and a bit panicked. Sun quickly asked: "So, A Ge passed the exam to be a first-class craftsman?"

real?"

"That's what you said!" Jia Nu took the Shao Kei back.

Sun Shi pulled him over again with a shy face, and sneered: "I made a mistake, how dare I lie to others about this kind of thing. A Ge is really... really, amazing."

Zhang Cai shook her arm again, and Mrs. Sun stood up: "Then I'm going back. Don't worry, grandma. If my husband and uncle go to the wild mountains, they will be designated to call your second and third sons. Don't send them away. I'm not an outsider. By the way.

If I meet Erlang's bride again, I will definitely persuade her to come back."

When she came out of the courtyard, Zhang Cai blushed anxiously and stamped her feet: "Mom! Didn't you tell me before coming here that you would like me to see A Ge? I haven't seen her in a long time, why didn't you mention it?"

"Quickly give up! To put it bluntly, we can't even be a craftsman, let alone a master craftsman. If she really gets admitted as a craftsman, she won't be able to stay in this village, so she still wants to marry you?"

"I don't care, except for Age, I don't like anyone. Hum!" After saying that, he ran home first.

The Sun family is embarrassed, and Wang Ge is not a coward. Can he get it if he wants to? My family is lazy and greedy. If I didn't have two cows and a lot of labor, who girl would be willing to look at him?

Mrs. Sun turned back to look at Wang's family, and suddenly felt that today's visit was unnecessary. Little Jia, huh, really dissatisfied. She married into the Wang family, her aunt is sensible, and Wang Erlang is handsome and honest, which is very enviable. She is still making trouble like this.

, it’s enough to make trouble for two days, but you still want to force the uncle to bow his head and coax the bride to go back? It can be seen that the usual virtuousness is just an act.

Bah! You're pretending to be for someone else, and you can't tell who you are.

Let's make a fuss, keep making a fuss until the fuss breaks up. She won't try to persuade him!

Lao: pronounced mǔ, as explained before, is the same as "mother". They are both honorific titles for ordinary elderly women in ancient times. In this era, there are no polite titles such as aunt and aunt, so just skip it if you are not used to it.
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