Wu Yanhong was stunned for a moment, he always thought that Wu Yingchun saw it, but now when he heard this, he felt like he was being covered, and his face couldn't help showing displeasure.

"Xiao Wu, listen to what you mean, the level of that mat was evaluated by your cousin?"

Wu Yingcheng has long known that Wu Baptist will have this kind of reaction, because people like him not only want the affirmation of others, but also the affirmation of sincerity, and if you pretend to flatter him, it is also blasphemy against him.

"Yes, I asked my cousin to do that.

However, I asked him to do this, not because I intended to please you, Father Wu, but the last time I came to your house, I saw that your bamboo roots were smooth and clean, and none of them had them, even if they were small burrs, and they were completely first-class.

I was worried that my cousin would not be able to recognize things, so he specially explained that he would rate your mat as a special grade that he had never seen before. ”

Wu Zhen's pale face froze for a moment, and then a hearty smile bloomed.

"Oh haha, is it, old man, is my bamboo mat really so good?"

Wu Yingcheng nodded, and continued to start patting the fart with a tall mountain.

"The craft of mats seems simple, but to do the best, it is a difficult task, not only to be patient, but more importantly to have love.

Not only should you love this craft, but also love these bamboos, and I think you, Daddy Wu, are the ones who have these two hearts. ”

Wu Yanhong didn't dare to say anything else, but as a feudal superstition practitioner in the village, he still retained the traditions of his ancestors, and poured his feelings into everything.

Including these bamboos, so much so that before he cut the bamboo, he would do the same as his ancestors, make a bow and say a few words or something.

It's just that his approach, except for a few old people in the village who agree, the young people are all praised on the surface, and behind their backs say that he is playing tricks and making things around, just to make a few more money, and when they cut bamboo, they also let him recite a spell or something.

But the conscience of heaven and earth, he really regarded these bamboos as emotional things, so when he made mats, he always cherished them, and would never waste even a bamboo strip because of his sloppiness and rudeness.

Whether this will make the mat better, he doesn't know, but he knows that doing so will make his conscience stable, and when he heard Wu Yingcheng's words at this time, he had a feeling of meeting a confidant from afar.

Of course, the old man is always the old man, loving you does not have to hug you, hugging you does not necessarily love you, the years bring them, not only tribulations, but also caution and vigilance.

"Xiao Wu, I didn't expect you to see people quite accurately, and you can see these two qualities of the old man and me from a few bamboo strips. ”

And the highest vigilance is not to show any vigilance, and by the time you find out, it will be too late.

However, Wu Yingcheng is also an old man, who has worked hard in the mall for so many years, and his brain has been like a program, and he has always maintained due vigilance, which is very tiring, but if you get used to it, you will feel more tired if you don't do it.

From the corners of Wu Yanhong's slightly beating eyes, he knew that he had not yet fully gained the trust of this old man, and he needed to go further, thinking about the bed, he already had a statement in his heart to kill two birds with one stone.

"Daddy Wu has won the award, but I didn't see these two noble qualities of Daddy Witch through this one thing. ”

"Oh!?" the corners of Wu Zhen's red eyes twitched again, "Is there anything else?"

Wu Yingcheng knew that the opportunity had come, and he was a little excited in his heart, and he felt that the sycophants he was going to shoot next were already a little disgusting.

It is estimated that if it is placed in a few decades, he will definitely be sent by those young people to a curse word without dirty words: licking dogs.

But years of experience have taught him that there are thousands of clothes in this world, only the right sycophant is not worn, if you want to buy that bed smoothly, no matter how disgusting this sycophant is, you have to shoot it.

You have to shoot sincerely, shoot with your heart, and you can't let Daddy Wu see the slightest flaw.

"Daddy Wu, I'll tell you the truth, I've been collecting these things for a while, and I've seen too many people who don't cherish what they have, and turn their treasures into waste.

But you are different, Daddy Wu, you look at your bed, according to my eyes, it has been at least seventy or eighty years, but the wood, the shape, and the texture are like new paint, spotless, jade, and grease.

If you don't have a heart that loves things, a heart that is tireless and patient, how can you protect such things so well?

It's not just Daddy Witch who has this love and patience, Daddy Witch, your father and grandfather must also be people who love things like love. ”

Wu Yanhong's thin Adam's apple moved up and down slightly, and he swallowed his saliva gently, what is a good word to warm three winters, what is sweet and sweet, maybe this is the feeling.

However, Wu Yanhong did not speak, and Wu Yingcheng did not speak, he knew that this final test was coming, not between the words, but between the eyes of two pairs of old men in their sixties.

The difference is that Wu Yuhong's eyes are really old, and his eyes are already a little blurry, and he can't capture the subtle expressions of people's faces well.

And Wu Yingcheng's eyes are still young, and his brain is still good, he can clearly see every subtle change on his face, and can quickly analyze every possible thought of him according to them.

"Hahaha!"

Wu Bahong finally smiled, smiling very happily, indicating that he was very useful to this sycophant, because his father and grandfather were like that, otherwise he would not have been like this.

These traditional virtues, or the way of survival, were originally meant to be passed on to his youngest son, and although he is now dead and can no longer be passed on, how can it not be a comfort to meet someone who understands them?

Wu Yingcheng also smiled, took a sip of tea, and tasted the camellia that was not inferior to the famous tea of later generations, and smiled very happily.

There are two birds with one stone here, not only the bed in the bedroom, but also the bigger bed in the future, a bed all over Zao Village and Pingding Village, and even the entire Kaolin Township, a green tea bed full of fragrance.

He believed that with Witch's trust, it would be much easier and smoother.

Dragon Country is a country that talks about human feelings, unlike foreigners, who have to have a posture of talking about things, wear a suit and tie, and bring a little secret, and sit there in a proper manner, which is called talking about things.

In the Dragon Kingdom, especially in this era, many things are negotiated on the tea table or the wine table, and when they talk, they are not like foreigners, who go straight to the point.

They are always talking and laughing, inadvertently, showing their will, those who understand can naturally talk, those who don't understand, or those who pretend not to understand, it's useless for you to talk about it, it's useful, and you will pay a greater price.

This is the rule of life for the elderly, and it is a success trick that many people can't understand.

Wu Yingcheng has realized all his life, and he can't be more thorough, so he quickly tried it euphemistically, and Wu Qinghong also responded euphemistically, and told the origin of this bed.

Not to mention, although Wu Yingcheng is not even a second knife in terms of antiques, this bed is really a great treasure.

It is said that when the Eight-Nation Alliance invaded Yanjing, the Empress Dowager Cixi fled to Anxi Mansion with Emperor Guangxu in a hurry, preparing to avoid it for a while, and then go back to live her sweet dream.

Yun Sheng, the governor of Sanxi and the governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, saw that her old man did not sleep very well at night, and he was probably not satisfied with her dragon bed, so he secretly planned to make her a fight.

This wood and craftsmen are easy to find, but the difficulty is in the place where the bed is made, Yanjing is so far away, and it is not peaceful, it must not be able to go, and although Anxi Mansion is the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, it does not have any good signs, let alone show his caution on this matter.

At this time, an official from Linxian County told him about Emperor Tang Minghuang back then, and said that Emperor Tang Minghuang stayed here for three days and three nights, escaped the last catastrophe, and finally became the emperor.

Yun Sheng immediately understood, isn't Lafayette on the run now? And he is already a emperor, why not make a bed here, suck some dragon energy, and try to be auspicious? By the way, show his filial piety to her old man?

So he appointed this person to rush to Zaozhai hundreds of miles away overnight with craftsmen and materials, and began to make beds overtime.

Who knew that the Empress Dowager Cixi didn't stay long, and the matter of Yanjing was solved, and Yunsheng hurriedly escorted her back.

Poor this man ran all the way back, wanting to ask for credit, but he pounced, and finally he didn't want to go back, so he let a few craftsmen work there day and night.

Later, when the bed was ready, the man did not come to pay the wages for a long time, so several craftsmen entrusted the bed to the village chief at that time, that is, Wu Bahong's grandfather, and several people went back to ask for wages.

The old man has always adhered to his promise, waited year after year, and stood at the entrance of the village to look at everything he wanted, his eyes were almost over.

But these craftsmen never returned, and when the Qing Dynasty died, the old man still regarded it as a treasure, and asked his father to keep it and wait for those craftsmen to take it.

In this way, from generation to generation, when it came to the generation of Wu Bapthong, it was a pity to see things there, and there was no popularity, so they laid their own bunks, sleeping and protecting this baby.

"I didn't expect this bed to represent the persistence and inheritance of three generations of your family. Wu Yingcheng listened to it and said with emotion.

Wu Yanhong sighed and looked out the window.

"Yes, our Wu family has three generations, and it is really not so easy to keep this bed.

When the house leaks rain, the grain doesn't care, I am afraid that it will be drenched, and I will use what I have in the house to cover it, and if I can't cover it, the whole family will go into battle and move the place for him.

When the wind blows, it is even more heartwarming, and my grandfather can't sleep well all night because he gets up the next morning, and this thing will crack.

Later, when the Qing Dynasty was over, my father estimated that the craftsmen would not come back.