He Chang built the silk quilt factory overnight, and the next morning, he asked Wang Fugui to summon more than a dozen rural women from the village to come over.

In the courtyard of the field, rural women looked at He Chang and asked:

"Chang Zai, you said you work here, can you give you the five thousand a month you said!"

"Always here, how much work do you have to do in a day, are you tired!"

"Always, our salary is paid once a month, or once a year!"

......

He Changzai took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and took a puff, and said:

"I said five thousand a month, there will be no less of you, just make a quilt, and it's not a construction site to move bricks, it's definitely not tired, but I don't like to steal and rape stupid people, and the salary is ...... a month."

After receiving He Changzai's detailed explanation, the hearts of the women in the village settled down one by one.

He looked at everyone and said with a straight face: "Sewing silk quilts, the first step is to follow me up the mountain and collect silkworm cocoons, you have no problem!"

As soon as they heard this, the women who came this time shook their heads like rattles and opened their mouths one after another.

"Chang I'm here, I heard that there are yellow skins on the mountain, but if you want to kill someone, I don't dare to go!"

"My life matters, I think it's safer to stay down the mountain!"

"Always here, my aunt doesn't want to die, don't hurt me!"

He Changzai said with a straight face, "The yellow skin has been driven away by me, and there is nothing to do...... Besides, with me a big man to accompany you up the mountain, what are you afraid of!"

A group of rural women, you look at me, I look at you, hesitated, hesitated for a long time, and then agreed to go up the mountain with him.

......

At this time, Su Yongchang took his granddaughter and several masters to drive to the farmhouse at the foot of Nanshan.

After inquiring, I learned that He Chang was leading people up Nanshan, and the group went up the mountain.

He Chang was in the mulberry forest, leaning against the big tree to enjoy the shade, watching a group of rural women working, holding a dogtail grass in their mouths, humming a little song, which was called a relaxed and comfortable.

After a while, Su Yongchang took a group of people, followed the sound of people, and walked to He Chang's side.

With a hint of excitement on his face, he said urgently: "Little brother is okay today, I want to discuss some things about root carving skills with you, I don't know if it's convenient or not!"

He Changzai glanced at the group and said, "I'll tell you a story!"

"Please!"

"I, Zhou, listen to me!"

"Me Wu too!"

"Zhao too!"

Usually with a pair of shelves, the tall root carving masters, when did they become so low-profile, I'm not mistaken!

Su Chan's eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of her in disbelief, she couldn't close her mouth in shock, and 10,000 alpacas were boiling in her heart.

He Chang was unhurried and spoke slowly, "Once upon a time, there was an old man who took a gourd and put it on the ground, and put a copper coin with holes on the mouth of the gourd. Then I scooped a ladle of oil, and my eyes were on ......"

When the four masters listened to He Changzai's story, they all felt confused and didn't know what to do.

Su Yongchang was the first to speak: "I don't know what you mean by telling this story, little brother!"

He Changzai smiled and said, "This story shows that the old man who sells his friend practice makes perfect...... Actually, I feel like everyone here is the same!"

If someone else said this, everyone present would definitely scold them, thinking that it was an insult to themselves.

But the root carving skills are exquisite, and He Chang, who is perfect, is saying this, and they are very convinced one by one.

He Changzai saw that the group was silent and continued to speak:

"I think if a person wants to go far in art, then he should not do it with a utilitarian heart, but an initial passion!"

After hearing He Changzai's words, the group felt their blood boiling, and the urge to pick up the carving knife and immediately create and carve was born in their hearts.

Think of it simply as a work of art, not something of much value.

The four of them were all happy and excited, and they spoke one after another:

"I realized, I realized...... Back to basics, the road to simplicity!"

"Little brother, you really wake up from a dream with a word, which makes me feel empowered!"

"Little brother, you are worthy of being a person who lives in the mountains, and your thinking is high!"

"In the past, I always wanted to greet customers, but now I can't, I have to follow my heart, pick up the carving knife is carving, and I don't want to do anything else!"

He Chang thought to himself that this so-called root carving master was too easy to fool, his own little story, in a few words, they were stunned for a moment, waved his hand, and said:

"Now that you've come to your senses, what are you waiting for, get out of here!"

A group of four people looked at each other, but they all had no intention of leaving.

Master Zhou looked at He Changzai and said with an expectant expression: "Little brother, a few of us have come from afar, as if to take a look at your root carving skills, I don't know what you think, whether you will agree or not!"

"Let me think about it!"

After thinking about it for a while, He Chang asked Su Yongchang for a carving knife, jumped over, cut off a mulberry branch, and began to carve it.

"What a handsome kung fu!"

"Young man, you're doing light work!"

"I didn't expect that young man, you are not only skilled in carving, but also a martial arts master, which is really amazing!"

"There's nothing to say, I only have two words for you, young man, admire!"

He Chang didn't even glance at the people around him, and began to carve with his amazing knife skills.

The group was dazzled, dizzying, and stunned one by one.

With the sawdust flying, a man standing on a wooden boat in the rain, wearing ancient costumes, with loose hair, a thin figure and a delicate face, drifted with the tide.

After seeing the wood carving, the people around applauded and praised it one by one.

"Wonderful, it's another high-grade national style work!"

"Life is not satisfactory in the world, the Ming Dynasty spreads flat boats, this work has far-reaching intentions, and people yearn for it!"

"The carving is natural, without the slightest flaw, my work is very worthy of the name of the master!"

"Do you see the raindrops carved by the little brother, it looks like it's about to drip, vivid...... It's really elegant!"

Su Chan, who was standing on the side, had sharp eyes, a pretty face that was slightly red, and said with a look of surprise:

"Look...... In the wooden boat that resembles a canopy boat, there is also a woman holding a red silk lotus fan, plump, half-dressed, and full of affection!"

Everyone suddenly realized that this is still a work of elegance and vulgarity!

"I'll give it to you...... In fact, carving is not static, you need to have ideas and new ideas in order to create better works!"

He Changzai said a word, turned around and went down the mountain, ready to go to the village women who had gone back after collecting silkworm cocoons and had gone back to tell some things to pay attention to when sewing silk quilts.