392 Flowers and Stones
Qin Lianying is right, the box contains his experience from many years of work, but not "a little", but "life".
There are eight booklets in the wooden box, with different thicknesses, uneven inks, different papers, and obvious changes in handwriting, which are obviously not from the same year, but gradually accumulated over a long period of time.
The booklet is arranged according to the time, the early year is below, the new year is on the top, and there is even a bit of a diary feeling.
After Xu Wen found this, he first took out the bottom one.
This book is all straw paper, the cheapest and roughest kind, with grass clippings distributed vertically and horizontally, and it is not easy to write.
And during this period, Qin Lianying's words were also written very ugly, the dog planed not to say, there were still a lot of typos, often a sentence in the past seven or eight mistakes, coupled with the grammar of ancient Chinese, craftsmen's local language, it is very difficult to understand.
Fortunately, he still has pictures. Unlike his writing, he draws accurately and exquisitely, and it is clear at a glance.
With these small pictures stumbling on the paper and sometimes breaking the pen, Xu Wen can finally understand the words next to him.
But can poor paper, poor handwriting, and age erode its value?
Never!
It can be seen that Qin Lianying was only an apprentice at that time, and his main learning was big wood and muddy water.
Damu is mainly engaged in manual work and miscellaneous work, and muddy water is the main craft.
At that time, he had just started learning, and he didn't understand a lot of things, so he could only explore little by little.
But he touched very seriously, often pricked up his ears to listen to the master and brothers, and then wrote down what he heard on paper, and of course in his heart.
It is precisely because of his spirit that he learns extremely fast, and he is more and more able to help the master, and he is more and more valued by the master.
Once, Xu Wen saw him happily write: "Master said, I can call Master!"
This is a very rare statement with his personal emotions in this booklet formatted very much like a diary.
And after reading so many pages, Xu Wen also saw that Qin Lianying, the master, was an ordinary craftsman with relatively rich experience, and there was nothing remarkable about it.
But Qin Lianying's ability, that is, with such a master, gradually accumulated from repeated practice.
It's amazing, and the help to Xu Wen is also extraordinarily great.
First of all, there are many categories involved in the later period of Qin Lianying, but in the early stage, the main study is muddy water, minor in large wood, and the overall focus is on residential buildings.
Then, his knowledge and skills come mainly from practice, and the details in the practical operation are very rich.
Both of these are what Xu Wen is extremely lacking but urgently needed.
He was born in a place like the old wood yard, and he started with fine wood, and in the early stage, due to the bias of learning from his teacher, it was mainly in the aspect of restoration, and it was still a relatively small object. And he has been studying for a total of three years since he started his apprenticeship, and most of the time he still took the exam, although it is very elite and high-end, but I have to say that it is indeed very limited.
Therefore, these booklets of Qin Lianying are indeed an excellent supplement to Xu Wen, and they are what he needs most at the moment!
Moreover, in addition to these foundations in the early stage, Qin Lianying got some opportunities in the later stage, his horizons were broadened very quickly, and his strength improved very quickly, and finally he became a first-class craftsman in Jingying Mansion.
In this process, what he saw, learned and thought could also bring great inspiration to Xu Wen, allowing him to fully see the way forward of an ordinary craftsman.
In short, this is what he needs most at this stage, and even Tianqing saw this, so he specially found Qin Lianying and made this bet with him......
Xu Wen stared at the clumsy handwriting on the rough pages, a little distracted.
The morning light grew brighter and brighter, with some mist filling the surroundings, and the fine dew drops on the leaves and grass reflected the light, like jewels.
"You're up so early!" a voice suddenly came from outside, lively, interrupting Xu Wen's thoughts.
Xu Wen came back to his senses, looked back, and immediately lowered his gaze.
Jiang Wangfeng was obviously still standing facing him when he spoke, and after a while, he squatted down and was looking at something on the side of the road.
Xu Wen followed his line of sight and found that it was a lonely yellow wild chrysanthemum.
Now that winter has passed, most of the wild chrysanthemums have lost their season, and even the grass leaves have gradually begun to turn yellow.
But this one has left a large force behind, and it has not been opened until now.
Because of this, it is exceptionally bright and dazzling, setting off the dew drops on the petals, so delicate that it seems to start flowing.
"It's beautiful. Jiang Wangfeng let out a long breath and admired sincerely.
"It's beautiful. Xu Wen nodded.
The two stared at the little flower for a while, and the surrounding sounds gradually became noisy, and the large army got up.
Jiang Wangfeng suddenly ran away silently, found some broken wood, and knocked on it for a while, making a simple but beautiful small fence. Then he nailed the fence to the ground and circled it around the little flower, and protected it.
"So that you don't get stepped on. He said with a smile.
"Hmm. Xu Wen laughed.
There are more and more people around, so many people get up to wash too early, there are many people, and there are feet everywhere.
The fence is not big, and it was kicked crooked once at the beginning, Jiang Wangfeng rushed over with a coarse grain steamed bun in his mouth, holding it with his hand, and yelling at the person next to him like a puppy.
Gradually, everyone knew that this was Jiang Wangfeng's baby.
Surprisingly, no one laughed at him, at most he just glanced at him as he passed by, and someone helped explain it to those who didn't know.
In the end, until they left, the little wildflower was fine, and not a single petal was injured.
Time is limited, and the environment does not allow it, Xu Wen put away Qin Lianying's wooden box again, only put the first book in his arms, and prepared to read it on the road.
Today I have to carry a heavy load on the road, and I have to read and study, which is really too much.
Xu Wen sighed in his heart, but at the same time felt very fulfilled.
He packed up all his things and returned to the fence, where he saw Lin Xie standing there, staring at the flower as well.
He has changed into new clothes and shoes, and he still looks different from others. Thickly woven cotton clothes and thick-soled shoes, ready to go on the road, but not as abrasive as Xu Wen.
Hearing the movement behind him, he turned his head, noticed Xu Wen's gaze, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "I originally planned to be exactly the same as you, but I really couldn't wear it, so I had to stop tossing myself." ”
"There's no need for that. People come from different backgrounds, so we have to try our best to move up, and we have to accept where we are. Xu asked.
These are his heartfelt words, and they are his personal feelings for more than 20 years.
Lin Xie looked up at him sharply. After a moment, he turned his head and stared at the little wild chrysanthemum that bloomed brilliantly in the cold wind, and nodded unobtrusively.
A group of people quickly packed up, skillfully lined up the line, and hit the road again.
When I went out of the city, I had to check the road guide again, and more than 300 people lined up to pass one by one, which took some time.
Crossing the city wall and walking out of the brick hole of the city gate, Xu Wen's eyes moved from the book in his hand and looked around in all directions.
He didn't see the person he wanted to see, but he saw the legendary monolith.
It is located on a dirt slope next to the Fen River, with a height of three feet and two feet, a width of nine feet and three inches, and a thickness of six feet and five inches.
It stands on a slope, against the heavens and the earth, and it is full of holes. The river breeze carried the morning mist through the hole, and there was a long "woo" sound around the boulder as if smoke was rising.
Clothed in the morning light, it looked down on the river and Jincheng.
It is the power of nature, but it is the power of countless people who are much smaller than it have dug up from a hundred miles away and stood here.
In an instant, Xu Wen's heart swelled with extremely wonderful feelings, beating him like a tide.
After a long time, he clenched the scroll in his hand, straightened his heavy back, and strode forward.