On the first day of Dian Cui's at Silversmith Li, he learned the art of silk with the master with other little girls.

For ten days in a row, the two masters still asked Diancui to practice the skills of tired silk.

Gold and silver wire is precious, the master drew the copper wire and practiced with them, the copper wire is not softer and tougher than the gold and silver wire, tired to weave up more need to hand strength, over time the fingers are inevitably swollen and painful, at this time some people complain, only the point of cui can endure, never say a word, come early every day, return late and late.

Some apprentices inevitably regard her as an outlier, but no one knows that this work is related to her net worth and life, and the seven coppers every day after completing her studies are the key to her foothold in the Qian Lao Si family.

After another ten days, everyone was still practicing the art of tired silk.

Eventually, some people began to sit still, and it would take 20 days to practice only a tired silk, when would they be able to learn, and when would they start making hairpins? Two people directly threw away the copper wire in front of them and went to Silversmith Li, saying that the two masters were deliberately embarrassed.

One of the two masters is surnamed Qian, who is the head of the village with the old Li Tou to learn the system, and is considered the senior brother of the Li silversmith, and the other is a widow in his forties, surnamed Yue, who fled from the south and came to Qingping County ten years ago to be taken in by the old Li Tou.

"Two masters, why do you only let us practice the art of tired silk? It's been 20 days, and it's time to teach something else. The bold woman couldn't help but ask.

Master Qian disdained to explain to them, snorted and left, leaving Master Yue here, and after a long time, she said: "Don't underestimate the usefulness of the silk technique, I have been in the Li family for ten years, and I have not stopped practicing the silk technique for ten years, and I have only seen one or two of the wonderful things." ”

"Master Yue is not deceiving us, isn't it just a small gold and silver thread, saying this," someone muttered in a low voice, the jewelry on the heads of the young ladies in the county is not all gold and silver threads, and the precious jade and jade beads inlaid on it are the real attention.

The usefulness of this tired silk technique, others do not believe it, but Diancui is convinced that a thin gold, silver and even copper wire has been piled, tired, woven and braided...... Then pinch, fill, save and weld it, and you can make all things. Bird feathers, animal scales, butterfly wings, dragonfly antennae, there is no other, and even in the previous life, there was a master who used tired silk to imitate the folds of the tree trunk, the veins of flowers and leaves, the ripples of flowing water, and the traces of clouds......

Master Yue no longer said much, now they only learn to coil the same as impatience, and in the future, there will be pinching flowers, filling silk, stacking, etc., and the days of being a head craftsman are long and hard.

Two months later, it was the middle of winter, and the silk skills of Diancui were quite decent, during which three or five apprentices walked, three or five came, and finally they left again, and finally there were five or six sitting and living.

Diancui is naturally one of them, she is not old but can sit better than others, and she is smarter than ordinary girls and women, although she doesn't talk much, she can't stand the sweetness of her mouth, and now she has won the love of the two masters.

On a fine day, the parents of the students piled a stack of wheat stalks outside the yard for him, saying that it was for him to cook and make a fire, he saw that the wheat stalks were dry and tough, so he took advantage of the fact that the wheat stalks were not yet frozen, broke the wheat stalks and some mud, and carried some flat stones from the mountains to repair the walls of the old house.

Yuan Zhiheng was originally the young master of a large family in Hangzhou, his parents died early, he was smart and talented since he was a child, and he was inevitably crazy, and he was not less excluded by the group in the clan, and finally even the ancestral home was occupied. Last year, he began to set off to the capital to find relatives, stopping and stopping along the way, seeing a lot of life, but to the current thing of repairing the wall with his own hands, he has never done it, nor did he think that one day he would do it handy.

He thought about it for a while, all this may be due to the little girl Diancui, who does things slowly and methodically, not to mention cooking, ordering tea and arranging flowers, even if this kind of thing is in her hands, it is also delicious to do, which makes Yuan Zhiheng look at it with relish, and there is a feeling that the water flows through the child's day.