Chapter 38: Master Huang, the Lion King

"Caring for each other, caring for each other......"

Seeing Fang Yuan's approachable appearance, Boss Huang's smile became brighter, he was most afraid of meeting the kind of expert who was unapproachable, liked to pick bones in eggs, and was more truth-finding in everything.

However, seeing that Fang Yuan is not like such a person, he should be easier to deal with. This is the first reaction, and the second reaction is, is such a young expert reliable? Boss Huang muttered in his heart, and then became worried again, after all, experts are unreliable, and they can't recognize the quality of the stone.

"Boss Huang, where is the stone, take us to have a look."

At this point, the landlord got straight to the point and said, "As long as we are satisfied, the price is not a problem." ”

"It's ...... in the storeroom"

Hearing this, Boss Huang also temporarily put aside his doubts and hurriedly led the way in front. Under his leadership, everyone slowly walked into the factory, and they also had a more intuitive understanding of the situation in the factory.

Although the stone processing plant covers a large area, there are not many workers, about thirty or forty people. The factory has a spacious space, and most of them are stacked with various stones, mainly granite, mixed with some bluestone and marble.

In fact, the so-called marble is marble, because it is produced in Yun/Nan, and the surface texture of the stone is like clouds and fog, like landscapes, or like flowers and birds, in a variety of postures, endlessly changing, so it is also called marble.

In ancient times, because it was not easy to mine marble, and it was difficult to transport it when it was mined, the price remained high and was very precious and scarce.

Of course, now due to the development of science and technology, whether it is mining or transportation, it is relatively simple, marble was once flooded, and the price fell to the bottom. The problem is that due to unscrupulous mining, a lot of high-quality marble has been mined, and the price has rebounded again based on the principle that scarcity is expensive.

All in all, the price of marble is high and low, the key is to look at the quality, the cheapest price is naturally artificial marble.

However, no matter how bold Boss Huang was, he didn't dare to fool the landlord with this kind of goods, but directly took them to the tightly guarded warehouse, which was full of a large number of natural marbles.

"Old Fang, take a look."

When he came to the warehouse, Boss Huang introduced with a smile: "This is Xuehua White, this is Dandong Green, this is Rosin Yellow, and this is Ai Yeqing......"

For a while, Boss Huang was like a treasure, which shows that he knows his family background well.

"We just want black and white." Fang Yuan said, then walked over to a piece of white marble, and reached out to touch it as he looked at it. The marble is only roughly dissolved into pieces and has not been polished, so the surface is a little rough, but judging from the cold and hard feel, the quality should be good.

"And the color should be pure, and there should be no variegation."

As he spoke, Fang Yuan frowned slightly and said, "This snowflake white looks good, but there are some other colors mixed in between the textures, which does not meet our standards. ”

"Solid color?" Boss Huang was stunned and said: "If the color is solid, the texture will not be so distinct." ”

This is the truth, after all, from ancient times to the present, people love marble, mainly to appreciate the endless changes on the surface of marble, in these ever-changing graphics, can meet all the imagination of the world. Figures, landscapes, flowers, birds and beasts, immortals and Buddhas, the artistic conception is far-reaching, full of fun, just like the exquisite pictures that nature has given to human beings.

But the color of the pure marble, but there is no variety of graphic changes, we do not appreciate this monotonous stone, for things that do not meet their aesthetic taste, the evaluation will certainly not be very high, belongs to the ordinary quality.

"I know that this expert is not reliable."

At this time, Boss Huang sighed in his heart, the price of ordinary quality things is naturally not high, which is a big gap with the big business he imagined.

"Boss Huang, we want pure color marble for special uses."

Boss Huang's frustrated mind couldn't hide the landlord's keen eyes, and he didn't want to dampen Boss Huang's enthusiasm, so he immediately smiled and said: "As long as the thing is right, the price will definitely be indispensable to you." ”

"Fang Lao, look at what you said, talking about money hurts feelings."

Suddenly, Boss Huang was in good spirits: "The two of you come with me......"

After a half-circle around the spacious warehouse, I came to the corner, where pieces of marble of pure color were piled up. And as Boss Huang said, because the color and texture are relatively monotonous, it is not very pleasing.

"Old Fang, what do you think of these stones?" Boss Huang also has some expectations, if he can sell all these things that are not of good quality, it will be a good thing.

"Not good."

At this moment, Fang Yuan frowned and said, "It's not as good as just now." ”

Reaching out and knocking on a piece of black marble, Fang Yuan said bluntly: "The color of these things is pure, but they are not pure enough. To put it bluntly, the light has a tone, but the texture can't keep up. I can't see it on the surface, but I guess it's loose inside, and if you smash it a little hard, it will definitely break. ”

"Uh......"

When Boss Huang heard this, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and then he put away his contempt. It seems that although the expert is young, his stomach is still a little dry, not the straw bag he guessed.

"Boss Huang."

At the same time, the landlord looked displeased: "If your warehouse is full of goods like this, then there is no need for us to continue looking." Thank you for your hospitality today, and I'll invite you to tea another day......"

"Wait!"

Boss Huang hurriedly stopped, his eyes flashed and said: "Old Fang, you must know that no matter what it is, when the color quality is pure to a certain extent, it is also very rare." I have what you want, but it's not the price. ”

"As I said, as long as the thing is right, the price is not a problem." The landlord Sheng understated that it was not bad money at all.

"Just wait for that."

Boss Huang's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately stretched out his hand and asked, "Old Fang, follow me to the mountain to have a look." If you don't have a marble that satisfies you, you don't have to do it, I'll smash the gate sign myself. ”

"Really?"

The landlord smiled, feeling that Boss Huang was so loud that he should rely on it, not like he was talking about it.

"Isn't it, you can go up the mountain and take a look."

Boss Huang was very confident and began to lead the way with confidence. His factory was built at the foot of the hill, but two or three small hills were fenced off, and on top of one of them, several bungalows were built.

Fang Yuan could also see that the bungalow in the mountain should be the place where Boss Huang stored his precious belongings, otherwise he would not have brought everyone to the mountain.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding......"

Different from the noise of mechanically cutting stones under the mountain, when he came to the vicinity of the bungalow on the mountain, Fang Yuan heard a sound of chiseling stones, and the sound was crisp and quite regular.

"Huh!"

At this time, Fang Yuanxun looked for prestige, only to see that in a bungalow, there was an old man with white hair and white hair, who looked to be more than sixty years old, holding a hammer and a carving knife, carving stones little by little.

"Dad."

At the same time, Boss Huang had a helpless expression on his face, and shouted angrily: "Didn't I tell you not to chisel the stone, why did you chisel it again." ”

"I've been chiseling for most of my life, and you can't let me be idle."

The old man was indifferent, and continued to carve his stone, without even raising his head, but glancing at it with the rest of his eyes, and rebuked in turn: "If a guest comes, if you don't entertain him carefully, it doesn't matter what I do." ”

"Yes, it's still my mistake to dare to be affectionate."

Boss Huang smiled bitterly, and then turned around and said, "Old Fang, the things are in the room, you come with me......"

"No hurry!"

Unexpectedly, the landlord did not follow, but stopped to look at the old man who carved the stone. After looking at it for a while, he suddenly walked over and asked very politely, "May I ask my brother, but is Master Huang, the Lion King?" ”

"Lion King, what a domineering title." Fang Yuan was a little stunned, and he hurriedly looked at it carefully, only to see that the old man's figure was relatively thin, and he could even be called a little short, making it difficult for people to guess how he could have such a powerful nickname.

However, when he looked at it, Fang Yuan also noticed that compared to the old man's figure, his palms were relatively large, especially the knuckles of his fingers, which were like the roots of an old tree, and more vigorous and powerful like steel and iron bones.

"Oh?"

While Fang Yuan was observing, the old man finally put down the hammer and looked up slightly, a pair of vicissitudes of life were not dim and muddy like most old people, but on the contrary, they were a little clear and clear: "You know me?" ”

"Sure enough, it's Master Huang." When the landlord heard this, he immediately said in surprise: "Disrespectful! ”

"Brother is polite." The old man put down the hammer chisel, patted the dust on his hands again, and smiled frankly: "Forgive me for my clumsiness, but I didn't recognize my brother." ”

"It's normal not to know each other, after all, we haven't dealt with each other."

The landlord smiled: "But ten years ago, when the downtown square was completed, I had the honor to participate in the event. At that time, Master Huang swung his hammer and knife and slashed on a stubborn stone, and it was only two hours before a lifelike and majestic stone lion immediately stood in the square, which made people marvel at it. ”

"Haha, that's all the past of Chen Guzi's rotten sesame seeds, my brother still remembers." That being said, but anyone could see that the old man was in a good mood, and his eyes were squinting with a smile.

"It's so vivid that it's hard to forget."

While speaking, the landlord Sheng sighed very much: "At that time, I had something to take a break from my body, and I wanted to talk to Master Huang afterwards, but after inquiring, I learned that after you had sealed the knife and disappeared, you didn't see any outsiders." ”

"Hi, I was sick then." The old man's expression was a little gloomy: "I picked up too much of the hammer, and I suffered from severe arthritis, and I couldn't play my hands at that time, and it took several years of recuperation before I slowly returned to normal." ”

"Dad, since you know that this illness is serious, you should recuperate well, and Biedong will not move the hammer." Boss Huang took the opportunity to say, lest the old man's old illness recur, and then it would be a big trouble.

"Don't worry, I know it." The old man didn't care: "If you mess with it for two hours a day, you can't ...... problems"

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