This is a real bonus, and a bonus.

Ao Muyang thought that Quan Tao introduced an old man, an old man who needed a job to raise and treat children, but he didn't expect this to be an old craftsman.

To exaggerate, this is an old artist!

He was born on the seaside, he has seen more shell carving crafts, just like Liang Fulai said, there are many stalls selling shell carvings on the Hongyang seaside, these shell carvings are mainly machine products, sold to tourists as souvenirs, so the asking price is very high, but you can bargain, the actual transaction price is often very cheap, and dozens of dollars can be bought in the off-season of tourism.

These two are not the same thing, the shells carved by the machine are the same, and the uniformity here is not the image made of carving, but the style and lines of the technique, and the similarity is too much.

Liang Fulai's hand-carved thing is vivid, in a common phrase in the art industry, that is, the thing he carved seems to have a soul, this is a work of art.

After listening to his appeal, Ao Muyang waved his hand and said, "Go, close the door." ”

"Huh?" the group was surprised, and Ao Wenchang even asked, "What are you doing when the door is closed?"

Ao Muyang smiled: "Prevent the old man from running away, this is an artist!"

Hearing this, Liang Fulai also smiled, and smiled flatteredly: "What kind of artist is it? It's just a lifetime of relying on this craft to eat, alas, in fact, I can't eat anymore." ”

He has suffered all his life, and he is used to sighing between words.

Ao Muyang said: "In the future, you stay in the village, you want to eat mountain delicacies, you want to eat seafood and seafood, you don't have to worry about eating, I will find you a place to live first......"

Quan Tao said: "I live there, there is an empty room next to me, and my brother and I can usually take care of each other, and when I go to work, he can turn my daughter over or something." ”

Liang Fulai asked excitedly, "Village Chief, did you promise to keep me?"

Ao Muyang said: "A talent like you, our village must welcome it, I will not only leave you, give you a stall, but also give you a basic salary, no matter whether you sell shell carvings or not every month, how many shell carvings you sell, I will give you a basic salary of 5,000 yuan!"

The old man was stunned, Quan Tao was extremely envious, he pushed the old man and said: "What is the old brother stunned, why don't you hurry up and thank the village chief? The basic salary of 5,000 yuan, oops, this is a great craft." ”

Liang Fulai looked at Lao Ao in a daze and asked, "Do you have a basic salary? Why do you give me a basic salary?" I thought I still had to pay the booth fee to the village. ”

Quan Tao said happily: "Needless to say, it must be the leader who is rare in your craft, and rare in your talent." Can the leaders of your stall fees see it? Ordinary people in Longtou Village can't set up stalls, and they can't give money. ”

This is the truth, Ao Muyang is not allowed to set up stalls in the village, especially some so-called souvenir stalls, he understands these industries, they are all greasy, those souvenirs are garbage, tourists buy home for a long time to know that they have been deceived, and the damage will inevitably be the image of Longtou Village.

Liang Fulai is different, his craft is the essence of folk customs, the things sold may be expensive, but tourists will never suffer a loss when they buy it, and the longer the time, the more they will understand its preciousness.

The old man has lived too long at the bottom of the society, and his life is too hard, and he can't believe that he has such good luck for a while.

After repeatedly confirming that he not only did not have to pay the booth fee but also had an additional basic salary, Liang Fulai's trembling legs weakened, and he knelt in front of Ao Muyang at once.

Ao Muyang was startled and hurriedly reached out to help him up.

Liang Fulai's eyes burst into tears with excitement, he clasped Ao Muyang's arms and said: "Leader, thank you so much, really, it's really good, thank you so much! Thank you so much! I don't know what to say, really, Chuanwa, you kneel down for the leader, and people give us two a way to live......

The boy looked at them indifferently, then frowned and tilted his head, unresponsive.

Ao Muyang said: "No, no, hey, old man, let's cooperate, this is a win-win situation, don't take this as a charity." Besides, I also have requirements for you to give you a basic salary. ”

"What do you want!," said the old man with his fists clenched in an old-fashioned manner.

Ao Muyang said: "That is, in the future, if someone in our village is interested in your craft, and wants to worship you as a teacher, you have to teach them." ”

Liang Fulai patted his thigh and said: "Certainly, you don't know, leader, my craft is inherited from my father, and our ancestors have always relied on shell carving and silk and other crafts to live." Now no one looks down on this craft, they all go to learn mechanical technology, and I am worried that this craft will be broken in my hands. ”

"You're sure to have students. ”

Ao Muyang thought of Ao Jinfu, this young man has been following Ao Zhiman at home and doesn't know what to do, but Ao Muyang knows that he has a pair of skillful hands, wood carving, stone carving, weaving bamboo strips and other crafts are very slippery, he hopes that Ao Jinfu can also learn the ability of shell carving.

In this way, Liang Fulai's grandfather and grandson were settled, Jiang Xiaoyu enthusiastically went to pick up their luggage, and the village warehouse had bedding, pots and pans and other daily necessities, which were used by the resort service staff before.

Quan Tao was about to leave happily, and Ao Muyang said to Ao Wenchang: "You give Lao Quan 5,000 yuan and go to the village account, this is a reward for him." ”

"Is there a reward for this?" asked Quan Tao, rubbing his hands happily.

Ao Muyang patted him on the shoulder and said, "What you brought to the village is not an ordinary worker, but a craftsman." ”

He has always felt that the village lacks new development gimmicks, and the arrival of Liang Fulai has inspired him that perhaps the fishing village can continue to develop with folk craft signs, rather than simply allowing tourists to eat and drink.

From that day on, a shed was erected on the cross street of the village, and large and small shells were placed at the door, including river mussel shells and sea shells, and an old man with his grandson worked in it, and some carved handicrafts were hung in the shed.

After this matter settled, the time entered December, and in terms of solar terms and temperature, the red ocean entered winter.

As soon as I entered the door of December, a light snow fell bits and pieces.

The ocean is still vast, and the arrival of snow has no effect on the vast sea, but the village and the mountains have changed greatly, and it has become a world covered in silver.

Seeing that it was starting to snow, Ao Muyang took out the wild prickly pears picked in autumn, steamed them and put them in a bowl, and placed them on the roof one by one.

Lu Wuxian stood in the yard and looked up, shouting, "Brother-in-law, is this okay?

"Eat it yourself. Ao Muyang said that each bowl was covered with plastic wrap, and when he was a child, he would not even cover the mouth of the bowl when he made frozen prickly pears, allowing the snow to fall in.

The snow was still very clean back then.