Although the bet was not established, it attracted the attention of the candidates.

At this time, Zhong Wuzhi was not alone.

Unconsciously they began to compare the Eastern Capital Muxuan and Yao's Mufang.

Which barrel was made by themselves, the candidates had a good idea of what to do. They pointed, and in a few moments most of the barrels were seated.

"This one belongs to my family. Well, Yichengfang. ”

"Yue Mu Xuan one. ”

"One of the Eastern Capital Muxuan. ”

"This is mine, I'm from Qinjiafang. ”

“......”

The apprentices of Dongdu Muxuan were originally a little arrogant, but as the owners of the barrels were found out one by one, their arrogance became lower and lower, until in the end, they were a little cowardly, and there were more unbelievable.

In the end, according to statistics, only eight of the forty people in Dongdu Muxuan have been left so far, while the twenty-one people in Yao's Mufang have left twenty people!

Fortunately, Zhong Wuxian did not agree to the bet, otherwise he would not have to wait until the end of the game, and now he would almost be able to decide the winner.

Zhong Wuxi's face was very ugly, and he was not lucky to have survived at all.

He opened his lips, then closed them again, feeling like he was now slapping his mouth no matter what he said.

The people of Yao's Wooden Workshop stood silently to the side, silent and calm, and did not seem to be proud of it. And it is this calmness that carries a greater power. In fact, until now, they still exude some unpleasant smells, but now, no one will question this.

"It's only the second batch, who stays until the end and doesn't know......" A voice came from the crowd, secretly questioning, many people subconsciously went to find who said it, and this person was completely silent before he could speak.

"Then wait and see. Xu Wen did not shy away from the questioning of this unknown person, he said calmly, his eyes looking straight ahead.

There was silence for a while, and only after a long time did someone talk and gossip again.

No one mentioned this matter again, but looking at the countless glances that glanced over from time to time, they knew that at this time, it was impossible for them not to take Xu Wen's group of people in their eyes anymore.

Xu Wen kept looking over there with a thoughtful expression.

Suddenly, a voice sounded beside him.

"I didn't learn enasaku either...... I really didn't expect to take this test. Lu Cheng looked entangled and whispered next to him.

Twenty-one people came to Yao's wooden workshop, and the first quarter of an hour passed, leaving twenty wooden barrels, which meant that one person had been eliminated.

That person was none other than Lu Cheng.

When he first came to participate in the apprenticeship test, in the face of these apprentices in the old wood yard, Lu Cheng still had a sense of superiority in his heart.

He was the apprentice of the master, and these people were only trained by a helper master in the field. He officially got a place to take the exam, and Xu asked them to just come in through the back door.

But as time passed, his confidence became less and less.

For the first time, he knew that the Yao Clan's Wooden Workshop was only the lowest level of the fifth-level wooden workshop, and it was because of this that there was only one place. He began to imagine that if he really came here alone to take the exam, he would not even have a person to speak to in front of dozens of people who were in the same class.

The greater the external pressure, the stronger the internal cohesion.

There is a reason why he has become closer and closer to the apprentices of the old Kiba over this time. Of course, another important reason is that in the process of constantly getting along, something in his heart has changed unconsciously......

So now, when he saw that Xu Wen had all of them left, and he was the only one who had been eliminated, he was a little panicked.

At the same time, he was surprised.

All the barrels made by the twenty apprentices in the old woodyard were retained, which shows that they not only learned how to make barrels, but also the basics were good enough!

Does the old Kiba master Lian have such a skill?

I think he ran to stop Xu Wen at the beginning, and asked him to think carefully......

Did Xu Wen see all this early in the morning, or was he too short-sighted?

Lu Cheng had always thought he was clever, but now he began to doubt himself deeply......

Xu Wen patted him on the shoulder and comforted him. It has only been a year since Lu Cheng began to formally learn carpentry, and it is understandable that he does not have enough time to do everything.

He was thinking about something else, though.

Now the situation is very obvious, there are a total of eighty-nine wooden barrels left on the field, twenty of Yao's wooden workshops, and the remaining sixty-nine wooden barrels, almost all of which are third- to fourth-level wooden workshops, and there are only two people left in the fifth-level wooden workshops except for them.

And it seems that they originally studied Yuanzuo, and it is difficult to say what the results of the first two exams were.

From this point of view, most of those who finally passed the apprenticeship test were from the third and fourth level woodmills.

For this reason, if the fifth-level woodmill wants to survive, it can only merge into a higher-level woodmill.

This is probably the result of the government here.

The Western clock ticked and ticked, and Zhong Wuxian stiffened his face, glancing at the clock from time to time, and then in the direction of the barrel.

Although he knew that the possibility was not very large, he still had a trace of luck in his heart.

The higher the score is at the back, maybe the eight of them can handle the twenty people over there?

"No disease, look over there. A companion next to him whispered to him.

Zhong Wuxian turned his head nonchalantly, glanced at it casually, and his eyes immediately glued.

Over there, Zhu Gantang and two craftsmen walked down from the city wall, standing in front of a pile of calligraphy and paintings, pointing and looking.

Zhong Wuxian knew that it was the finished product of the calligraphy and painting paste. This kind of thing is certainly not as intuitive as their carpentry to make barrels, and it is normal to see it up close.

However, what he paid attention to was another person beside Zhu Gantang.

The man was a middle-aged man of about forty years old, with a blue cloth shirt, suave and elegant, and he looked like a scholar at first glance, and he didn't look anything special. But when the sun shone down, Zhong Wuxian saw his face, and he recognized it.

"Do you know who that person is?" it seems to be some big man......" asked his companion in a whisper, staring at the other side.

Zhu Gantang's attitude towards that person can be seen by anyone with long eyes. Cordial and respectful, if there is any interesting work, it is definitely based on that person.

"He's here too......" Zhong Wuxian muttered.

"Who is this man? The companion said enviously.

Zhong Wuxi didn't speak, and his eyes swooped back to the wooden barrel that was still in the field.

If you can impress this adult at such a time...... Even if there may not be any direct benefits, the indirect benefits are significant.

Now, he is suddenly more desperate than ever to achieve a better result.

He has a good memory, and he can basically remember which barrel belongs to which one now.

He looked at the barrels with eager eyes, and counted them silently in his mind.

As time passed, his heart almost sank to the bottom.

Half an hour passed, and only two of the eight barrels in their Eastern Capital Muxuan remained, one was his, and the other was from a very top-notch senior brother in their door.

Yi Chengxuan's entire army was wiped out. Although they are a third-level workshop, they don't do everything. As the name suggests, they mainly make sacrificial vessels and wood carvings, and the inappropriate profession is really their flaw.

Yuemuxuan's heritage is indeed very deep, and there are still twelve left. It is worthy of being the best of the people who are expected to advance to the second-level workshop.

But the most incredible thing is the fifth-level Yao's wooden workshop that goes through the back door.

Sixteen of their twenty barrels are still left, beating three third-level workshops!

"I, I, my bucket, bucket, still, still!"

Xu San was so excited that he stuttered more than usual.

"Hmm. Xu Wen smiled and nodded to him.

In the past year, he has seen the diligence and seriousness of these apprentices in the old wood yard, which is their due reward.

"I can't, I'm eliminated. Qian Ming shook his head and said. He didn't have a frustrated expression on his face, and he thought about it and said, "I feel it when I do it, and there is a process that I can't get accurate." It's ......," he said to Xu Wen.

After listening to this, Xu Wen pondered for a moment, shook his head, and said, "There is indeed a problem. ”

Then, the two of them even whispered about the actual technical issues here.

The other brothers next to him came to listen carefully, and after a while, they also joined the discussion.

Lu Cheng looked at them in surprise, and for some reason, the feeling of envy in his heart was heavier than before.

No one is saying anymore that we're coming through the back door...... He glanced to the other side, thinking silently to himself.