Liu Jiahong's superb weaving skills also surprised Zeng Ying, originally she thought that the bamboo ware placed in her gift shop already represented the highest level of Liu Jiahong, but she did not expect Liu Jiahong to have such a hand.

The pen holder is delicately woven and picturesque, and the dark bamboo spots cleverly form a very conspicuous 'Guo' character, which is extremely eye-catching on the outer wall of the pen holder. Although the character 'Guo' is not like the standard font made of paint, it has a slight natural flavor and is more precious.

"Uncle Liu, it turns out that you still have this hand, why didn't I know it all along?" Carefully playing with the pen holder in his hand, the surprised expression on Zeng Ying's face was clear.

"Hehe, the countryman's craft!" Liu Jiahong scratched his head with a smile and said, "Why don't I make one for you too." ”

In the past, when he made bamboo baskets and fruit plates for Zeng Ying's gift shop, Liu Jiahong didn't pay too much attention to it because it was just a commodity, and he didn't weave all kinds of special patterns on it. This time, it is rare that Guo Hailan, a girl in the city, likes her own craft, and Liu Jiahong specially knitted a special pen holder for her.

For Zeng Ying, Liu Jiahong is still very grateful.

After he was discharged from the hospital, Liu Jiahong couldn't do anything, and sat on the chair all day long watching the magpies of the osmanthus tree jumping and flying freely, and the loss in his heart was clear to him. Just when Liu Jiahong was in his darkest day, Zeng Ying's 'Xinying Flower Shop' appeared like an angel.

Through Zhou Guodong's relationship, Liu Rui brought in the business of 'Xinying Flower Shop', which gave Liu Jiahong, who was in a wheelchair, a new sustenance. He sits under the osmanthus tree every day, jumping on the bamboo strips in his hands and his mood.

With the work of weaving bamboo, Liu Jiahong's mood is getting better and better, and he gradually walked out of the shadow of injury, and the dark clouds on Liu's head are slowly dissipating. Recently, although the economic situation of the Liu family has improved, Liu Jiahong still insists on helping the 'Xinying Flower Shop' to weave bamboo in his free time.

"Okay! Then Uncle Liu, you can watch it. Hearing that Liu Jiahong was going to help him weave special bamboo tools, Zeng Ying was also a little happy.

Liu Jiahong nodded, picked up a few bamboo sticks from the ground, and unconsciously played with his hands, his mind turned rapidly, thinking about what kind of bamboo utensils to make for Zeng Ying?

At this time, Liu Jiahong's eyes fell on the car parked in the shade of the trees outside the yard, and the colorful plastic paper box behind the windshield caught his eye. After thinking about it, Liu Jiahong quickly made a decision.

It is a little more difficult to make a paper drawer than a pen holder, and it is even more difficult to mark some features perfectly on the drawer box.

But fortunately, Liu Jiahong has been immersed in bamboo weaving for 30 years, and it has already become instinct, and he quickly found the feeling and began to do it.

An hour later, a paper box with a slight light blue color peculiar to bamboo skin was formed, and Liu Jiahong used sandpaper to carefully grind off the raw edges and corners of the paper box, and it was finally done.

"Look!" Liu Jiahong handed the carton to Zeng Ying and leaned back on the chair a little tiredly.

It's no wonder that weaving two special bamboo utensils in a row, around Liu Jiahong is in the prime of life, and he also feels a little tired.

Zeng Ying took the paper box and found that it was the right weight, and each piece of bamboo was tightly woven without any gaps. Turning over to the other side and taking a closer look, Zeng Ying couldn't help but feel very happy.

Originally, Zeng Ying just thought that Liu Jiahong could weave a paper box with his own name like Guo Hailan's pen holder, but she didn't expect that Liu Jiahong's mind was quite delicate.

On one side of the drawer box, the license plate number of Zeng Ying's car, a Chinese character, English letters plus six Arabic numerals, a series of familiar words are arranged, and in the afternoon sun, it seems to exude a charming light.

"Thank you, Uncle Liu!" Zeng Ying only realized at this time that Guo Hailan's performance just now was grateful from the bottom of her heart, and she was no exception.

"It's okay, it's rare that you like my bamboo weaving, so you're welcome." Liu Jiahong waved his hand and said.

After that, Liu Jiahong leaned back in his chair a little tiredly and closed his eyes to rest.

Seeing this, Guo Hailan and Zeng Ying were not very good at continuing to disturb Liu Jiahong, each holding their own artwork and returning to their seats to enjoy it carefully.

Liu Rui, who was sitting at the other end of the courtyard, saw such a scene, smiled slightly in his heart, and said no more, and the whole courtyard entered a quiet atmosphere.

Since he was a child, Liu Rui knew his father's superb weaving skills, and the pen holders used by several brothers and sisters usually have unique personal marks, and even many bamboo utensils in the family will have marks exclusive to the Liu family. However, for a long time, the business of bamboo weaving is not easy to do, even if Liu Jiahong has a stunt, it may not be able to convert into economic income.

The cooperation with 'Xinying Flower Shop' is an attempt, and for the first time, Liu Jiahong's work can bring economic benefits to the family, and there will be more opportunities for cooperation in the future."

"Xiao Rui, are there many people in the village who are close to Uncle Liu's bamboo weaving skills?" After a long time, Zeng Ying broke the silence of the courtyard and asked.

"Well, it's not much!" After hearing this, Liu Rui shook his head and said, "There are thousands of people in the entire Liang Village, and there are at most twenty people!" ”

When he said this, Liu Rui clearly had a proud expression on his face.

There are more than 5,000 people in Shangliang Village, and there is a tradition of bamboo weaving, and there are many bamboo weaving masters, but Liu Jiahong is one of the most special personnel and has a very high status in this field.

Generally speaking, bamboo weaving craftsmanship is roughly divided into three categories, representing different technical levels.

The first is that the bamboo strips can be woven into various equipment, which is slightly rough, but can barely meet the needs of ordinary life, such as dustpans, bamboo colanders, bamboo screens, bamboo baskets and other production and living utensils. Approximately, most of the people in Liang Village can meet this standard, after all, the atmosphere of bamboo weaving in Liang Village is very strong, and even Liu Rui also belongs to this range.

The next step is to process the bamboo pieces more deeply, be more detailed, weave bamboo baskets, fruit plates and other products with high added value, and even weave special styles according to customer customization. The works woven by craftsmen of this level can be called handicrafts, which are not only practical, but also have some ornamental value. It is a little difficult to reach such a level, and there are at most two or three hundred people in the entire Liang Village. Most of the technicians of the bamboo art company organized by Wang Huaguo in the village belong to this level, which can barely meet the needs of the market.

As for craftsmen like Liu Jiahong, who can weave bamboo pieces into various styles, not only have a very high level of skill and above, but also can inject various special elements, they can already be called folk artists. According to Liu Rui's understanding, except for a few old people in the entire Liang Village, the younger generation is Liu Jiahong's best craftsmanship.

"So?!" When Zeng Ying heard such an answer, she felt more and more that the paper box in her hand was more precious, and turned to Liu Jiahong and said: "In the future, we can find some special orders through the trading company, and let Uncle Liu make them specially, which is much better than making ordinary bamboo weaving." ”

"This is not bad, but what about the bamboo basket in your flower shop? It takes a lot of time and effort to weave this special kind of bamboo weaving, and I ...... "Liu Jiahong naturally knows that the price of this kind of bamboo weaving will be higher, but considering the supply of bamboo baskets and fruit plates in flower shops."

"It's okay, those ordinary flower baskets will be handed over to the bamboo art company in the village, Uncle Liu, you can focus on special orders in the future." Zeng Ying waved her hand and quickly made a decision.

"That's a good idea!" Hearing Zeng Ying say this, Liu Jiahong was also relieved.

The flower shop needs a lot of flower baskets and fruit plates every day, and Liu Jiahong occupies most of his free time every day, and if he can get out, it will be the best result. As for the special bamboo weaving, Liu Jiahong understands that because of the price, the demand will not be very high, although the single production is more troublesome, but the overall can still be easier.

"Uncle Liu, in this way, you can discuss with the secretary of the Huaguo Party Committee, and list veteran craftsmen like you into a separate department in the bamboo art company, which is responsible for special orders and teaches young people with more potential." Guo Hailan deserves to be an elite in the shopping mall, and quickly made a response plan.

Guo Hailan knows that although these special bamboo weaving is troublesome and the price will be higher, some people in the society are most lacking in money, as long as there are unique goods, they can always attract people to spend money. Others Guo Hailan doesn't know, but as far as she is concerned, she is definitely willing to spend a lot of money to customize her own personal handicrafts, and I believe that there will be no fewer people similar to her.

Asking folk artists like Liu Jiahong to weave those ordinary, unaesthetic bamboo objects is the biggest waste. It is better to give full play to their advantages and achieve a win-win situation for bamboo art companies, craftsmen and trading companies.

"There's no problem with this, just talk to them when you go back!" Liu Jiahong also understood what Guo Hailan meant, nodded and said.

Seeing Liu Jiahong's promise, Zeng Ying and Guo Hailan's hearts were relaxed for no reason, what they didn't realize was that the two of them had been impressed by the superb skills of the Liu family, and they liked these works of art from the bottom of their hearts. They subconsciously want to promote this exquisite art to more places, so that more people can appreciate these folk arts buried in the depths of the mountains.

Liu Rui is also very happy to see his father's performance, if his father can focus on the production of special bamboo weaving, not only can reduce the labor intensity, but also find his favorite thing to do. As for income, it will also increase, of course, money is not Liu Rui's primary goal. For Liu Rui, as long as his father can be happy, everything is easy to say.

For Zeng Ying and Guo Hailan, the longer they come to Liangcun, the more they will be able to discover more of its charm. Suddenly, they will be impressed by the unique things in the village, and they will like this small village with beautiful mountains and rivers more and more.

For future investment, the second daughter's confidence is even stronger!

(To be continued)