Early the next morning, Liu Zhan rode the black horse straight to the county seat.

When he arrived in the county seat, he went straight to a shop that sold furniture, found an old carpenter with good skills, and showed the drawings he had drawn to the old carpenter.

The old carpenter took these strange drawings and looked at them for a long time to figure out what was drawn on them. The old carpenter held the drawings, suddenly thought of his family's lost skills, looked at Liu Zhan with some embarrassment and said: "Childe, I have never seen this object of yours, I don't know what it is, dare to ask where this drawing came from?" ”

"This ...... Do you still need to explain the source of the drawings when making things? There is no such rule! Liu Zhan didn't know what medicine was sold in the old carpenter's gourd, thinking that the old carpenter couldn't make it, so he turned around and was about to leave, "Forget it, I'll do it in another company." ”

When the old carpenter saw that Liu Zhan was leaving, he was in a hurry, and hurriedly hugged his fists and apologized: "It's the old man who is abrupt, and please don't blame the son." ”

"Don't mind, uncle. Can you make it? ”

"I can do it, I wonder if the things that Childe made should be painted?"

"Absolutely."

"If it's all painted, you need to wait for half a year to pick it up, is that okay?"

"......" Liu Zhan was slightly stunned, and said in his heart: This old man is not going to sit on the ground and start the price.

Seeing that Liu Zhan was silent, the old carpenter continued: "We don't have much stock of lacquer sap here, if we paint it all, I'm afraid it won't be enough, and now it will take nearly half a year to purchase sumac sap." ”

Liu Zhan saw that the old carpenter didn't want to slaughter him, so he immediately put his mind at ease and said disapprerovingly: "You don't have to paint all of them, you can paint as much as you want." ”

"That's okay, Childe, you can pick up the goods in seven days."

"Okay." Liu Zhan turned and left.

Out of the furniture store, Liu Zhan came to the door of a blacksmith shop, only to hear the sound of clanging forging iron embryos, mixed with the sound of selling in the store, very lively.

In the blacksmith shop, four or five blacksmiths were busy in full swing, sweating like rain, some pulling bellows to burn the stove, some burning iron embryos, some picking sledgehammers, and some picking small hammers. Several shelves in the store are filled with knives, guns, swords, halberds and other weapons, as well as plows, hoes, pickaxes, sickles and other agricultural tools.

Seeing Liu Zhan enter the store, the guy named Selling hurriedly stepped forward and greeted warmly: "Please inside, Childe, do you want to buy weapons or order weapons?" ”

Liu Zhan smiled slightly, took out the drawings of cooking utensils such as woks, spatulas, iron spoons, and firewood knives from his arms and handed them to the guy.

The guy took it and looked at it, and asked in surprise, "Childe, what kind of weapons are these?" I've never seen it before. ”

"Hehe, little brother, I can't tell you about this for the time being, let me ask you, can you make these things here?" Liu Zhan will still have to do his own business in the future, but he doesn't want to tell them the purpose of these things now.

The guy raised his head, his face full of pride: "Childe, in our realm, if we can't do it, I'm afraid no one will be able to do it." ”

"Oh?"

"Don't believe it, you can go and inquire, we have the best skills in the whole state."

Liu Zhan didn't want to waste too much tongue, so he pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay, I believe in the little brother, then I can come to pick up the goods in a few days." After saying that, he handed the guy a string of copper coins.

The man happily took the copper coin, patted his chest and said, "Childe, you say how much you do, leave an address, and I will send it to you in three days." ”

"Make six of each, you don't have to send it down, I'll pick up the goods and drawings three days later."

"Okay."

Seven days later, Liu Zhan hired two carriages, pulled the newly made cooking utensils, tables, chairs and benches and set off back to the mountain, and by the way, he paid a high price to poach the old carpenter - Liu Zhan will open a furniture store that sells new furniture in the future, this old carpenter is skilled, Liu Zhan has taken a fancy to his craft, and he can make new furniture now, but he can't leave him in another store.

Back at the mountain gate, Liu Zhan asked people to put cooking utensils, tables, chairs and benches in the courtyard.

Li Yan, Yan Yun, and Guo Xin looked around these novelty things for a long time, but they didn't understand what these things were for, and the old carpenter who came back together couldn't guess the use of these things.

Li Yan asked with a puzzled face, "This is what you made from the drawings?" ”

When the old carpenter heard that the drawings were drawn by Liu Zhan, his face changed, and he buried his head in contemplation, as if he was making an important decision.

Liu Zhan briefly explained the use of furniture and cooking utensils one by one.

The old carpenter didn't quite understand the beauty of those black ironware, but the tables, chairs and benches that Liu Zhan said aroused his great interest.

The old carpenter came to Liu Zhan in three or two steps, and bowed to the ground: "Gongzi is really a god!" In the future, no matter how much money others give, I won't leave, please accept my old bones, let me follow Childe to learn the craft of carpenter, oh, no, please accept the old slave. ”

The old carpenter's "lord" shouted that Liu Zhan's head was full of black lines-okay! The first follower who crossed over was actually a carpenter, and he had to learn the carpenter's trade with him.

However, Liu Zhan didn't expect that a few tables, chairs and benches would make the old carpenter recognize the owner, he thought for a while, and helped the old carpenter a little helplessly: "It's okay, I don't know Mr. Gao's surname?" ”

Seeing Liu Zhan's agreement, the old carpenter's eyes became slightly red, and his eyes were full of nostalgia and yearning: "The old slave has a compound surname, and his single name is a 'sea' character." ”

Liu Zhan's heartstrings moved slightly: Gong lose? Don't...... Is it a descendant of Luban?

Liu Zhan smiled slightly and said, "Haibo, I'll call you Haibo in the future, we will be a family in the future." ”

Gong Yihai nodded yes, and his heart was moved.

Liu Zhan looked at Gongyi Hai and asked, "Haibo, your surname is Gongyi, are you a descendant of Lu Ban?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Gong Yihai knelt on the ground again, crying bitterly: "The lord is wise! The old slave is indeed a descendant of Luban, because the family skills are lost, and he is afraid of insulting the reputation of his ancestors, so he has to remain incognito. As a descendant of Luban, the old slave's skills are not as good as the ancestors' in case, and he is still ashamed, in order to find the skills to restore the glory of the ancestors, the old slave has survived until now. That day, the lord came to make furniture, the old slave was deeply attracted by the novelty drawings taken out by the lord, at that time asked for the drawings is to study well, this time the old slave came back with the lord, in fact, it is also to find the person who painted, the old slave really did not expect, these drawings turned out to be out of the hands of the father, really God bless my father, I lost the glory of the ancestors of the past. After speaking, he looked up to the sky and sighed, and kowtowed to Liu Zhan.

Listening to the frank words of the public loss to the sea, Liu Zhan had mixed feelings in his heart: It seems that he didn't come back with me because of money, and he almost misunderstood a person with feelings and pursuits, and he would draw all kinds of furniture in the future and give it to Haibo for study.

Liu Zhan once again helped Gong Yihai up: "Haibo, those drawings are nothing, it's just my momentary crankiness, and I will definitely do my best to help Haibo develop new skills in the future." ”

Gong Yihai bowed deeply: "Thank you, lord!" ”

Liu Zhan smiled helplessly: "Haibo, wrinkle me, my own family doesn't have to be polite." ”

"Hey." Gong Yihai nodded yes.