"Today's matter, you are not allowed to say it to others!" Guan Xiangfeng said very seriously.

Song Ergou said: "Take care of your mouth, if you talk nonsense, I will break your legs!"

"What did you do with your legs?"

"Then smash your mouth!"

……

Eventually, the two of them fell silent.

"You said you're a big man, what are you doing with me?" Guan Xiangfeng snorted.

"You said you have a big beard and are all over the village, I don't look at you, who are you looking at? What if you steal someone's things?" Song Ergou lied confidently.

"I ...... I steal something?!" Guan Xiangfeng pointed to his beard, with a look of anger at being insulted! Then he pointed to Mercedes-Benz in the distance and said: "Do you know how much my car is? A million car! There are not many cars of this price in your whole county! I buy a million cars, and I will steal this little thing from your village?"

When Song Ergou heard this, he was dissatisfied, turned his head suddenly, pointed to a passing chicken and said: "Do you know how much this chicken is? 10 million! You can't find a second such chicken in the world!"

"Bah, your uncle!" When Guan Xiangfeng heard this, he knew that he had met a scoundrel, so he scolded directly.

Song Ergou immediately sprayed back, and then the two wiped their faces at the same time, turned around, and vomited......

The two argued for a long time, and finally stopped arguing, after all, they are all asking for help.

Song Ergou said: "Why are you so stingy? Your teacher is injured and lives in the village, you are idle, why is it so difficult to teach the carving of a lame horse?"

"It's not a pretty girl, with this kung fu, isn't it good for me to pick up girls?" Guan Xiangfeng decisively refused, and then asked: "By the way, where is your best bamboo?"

"If you don't tell you! If you tell you, you are not allowed to pick it! This is the bamboo of our village, and if you dare to pick it, you will steal it! According to the rules of our village, if you find a thief, you will be beaten to death with a stick on the street!" Song Ergou said this, but his eyes were shining, not afraid that Guan Xiangfeng had a plan, but he was afraid that he had no desires and no desires! As long as he asked for something, it would be easy to do.

Guan Xiangfeng was really startled, his brows furrowed, and he said, "Give me a head office, right?"

"There are no doors!" Song Ergou said firmly.

"What are you doing here, I'm also dizzy, I'll go to your village chief. After speaking, Guan Xiangfeng got up and left.

Song Ergou sneered: "It's useless for you to find the village chief and secretary for this matter!

"Who?" Guan Xiangfeng was curious, in a huge village, the village chief and secretary are useless? How is it possible? Could it be that there are still underworlds hidden in the village, the descendants of high-ranking state officials?

Song Ergou pointed to the top of the mountain and said: "All the cold bamboos belong to Master Fangzheng, the abbot of Yizhi Temple, he doesn't speak, do you want the best bamboo? Hmph...... Don't even think about it. And I just happen to have a good relationship with Abbot Founder...... Hey, what kind of eyes are you? Don't believe it, the model pacesetter sign at the door of our house is still hanging! You go to the village to inquire, who doesn't know what my Song Ergou used to be...... Ahh When Song Ergou said this, his heart was full of gratitude, although he was fooled, his life really changed dramatically.

However......

Guan Xiangfeng sneered and said, "Hehe, he lit you?"

Song Ergou nodded.

"Just turn you into this virtue?Forget it, just look at you, you will know what kind of virtue that mage has......" Guan Xiangfeng shook his head, turned around and left.

Song Ergou hurriedly chased after him: "Don't believe it, if you don't believe it, just ask, I said a lie, the sky is thundering!"

"Only by believing in you can you have ghosts. Guan Xiangfeng ignored Song Ergou and went back to Wang Yougui's house.

There was an extra sick number at home, and it was sent by Fangzheng, Wang Yougui was not stingy, killed an old hen, got a two-pound river fish, put two catties of sorghum wine, got a handful of hazelnut mushrooms, chicken stewed mushrooms, braised carp, patted a cucumber, mixed with pig's ears, and then a pot of dipping pickles, and a hearty Chinese meal was ready.

Everyone sat down one after another, pushed the cup and changed the lamp, everyone was extremely grateful to Wang Yougui, and Guan Xiangfeng had been respecting Wang Yougui's wine, and all kinds of good things were said. Fan Qing and Qiu Xiaoye were puzzled, this Guan Xiangfeng has always had eyes on the back of his head, why is he so diligent today?

Jiang Zhou was also a little puzzled, but Guan Xiangfeng didn't say anything at the dinner table, it seemed that he really didn't have any plans, and he didn't think much about it. I was not in good health, so I rested after eating.

Wang Yougui came to the yard and was about to hoe the vegetable garden, Guan Xiangfeng immediately came over and said in a low voice: "Village Chief Wang, ask about something......

"What's the matter?" Wang Yougui is also a human spirit, as soon as Guan Xiangfeng toasted today, he knew that something must be wrong, and it was inconvenient to say it in front of everyone.

"Hey...... Village Chief, the ...... My master is a master wood carver, and a good carving material is very important for us. I heard that there is top-quality bamboo in your village, see if you can give us some, I want to use it to honor Master. Guan Xiangfeng also spoke to someone in a low voice for the first time, his old face was flushed, and he was a little incoherent when he spoke, but he finally expressed his meaning clearly.

When Wang Yougui heard this, he was stunned for a moment, he knew that Jiang Zhou was a teacher, but he didn't know what kind of teacher he was, but he didn't expect Jiang Zhou to be a wood carving teacher! Wang Yougui's eyes rolled, and his heart suddenly thought that there had been no much progress in bamboo carving in the village, and the master he invited saw that the bamboo carving was selling well and began to ask for a wage increase, and the price was raised, and all kinds of demands continued. The point is that they are still in a group, and they threaten the village at every turn on the grounds of collective resignation and leaving. Wang Yougui has been suffering from the lack of a better way, all kinds of appeasement......

With the experience of inviting people, Wang Yougui deeply understands a truth, striking iron still needs its own hardness, so he strongly supports Ma Cripple to teach everyone bamboo carving, but unfortunately, Ma Cripple is also half-hung kung fu, and he can't teach anything too good. For this, he and Tan Juguo's hair were going to be ripped off.

Now a wood carving teacher sent to the door suddenly came to his mind.

So Wang Yougui nodded and said, "It's no problem for this top-level Hanzhu to give you some, but I don't count on this matter." ”

"Huh?" Guan Xiangfeng was stunned, what the village chief said really didn't count? Could it be that what Song Ergou said was true?

"Don't be surprised, if it's an ordinary Hanzhu, I'll give you some. But the top-level cold bamboo is only available on the top of Yizhi Mountain, which is the abbot of Yizhi Mountain, Master Fangzheng, and if he doesn't speak, no one can promise you. Wang Yougui said.

Guan Xiangfeng's heart trembled, he didn't expect what Song Ergou said to be true, but he still didn't give up and said: "Village chief, please be sure to help with this, please." ”