Wu Ye looked at Wang Jin for half a minute, and then said slowly: Shao Zhuang and Grasshopper told me about your situation. You know what business I do, right? My business is called "Douying".

Wang Jin was most afraid that he would ask this, and Dou Ying would make people uncomfortable listening to this. So, he nodded slightly and agreed with him.

For another thirty seconds, Wang Jin felt strange, and said in his heart, is this Wu Ye a snail? When I looked up, I realized that something was wrong. This Wu Ye has been observing himself. So he bowed his head and clasped his hand to make this stool.

The stool was uncarried, pure wood, hard, but not precious mahogany. There are a lot of pits dug in it. He wanted to move and adjust his position. I didn't even lift it, I didn't expect it to be so heavy.

Wu Ye saw it, rubbed his hands on the table and told Wang Jin: This is the boat wood. It is the wood that was dismantled from the wooden boat in the sea. It has been soaked in seawater all year round, and there is a lot of salt in it. I like it, so I use it for furniture. Well, young man, don't keep making sofas, soft places. It's comfortable, but it's not good for bones. In the future, when you get old, something will go wrong.

There can be so much knowledge about this furniture and health, Wang Jin can't help but be curious. However, Wu Ye didn't wait for him to say anything, so he said to Wang Jin: I'll tell you a story. As he spoke, Wang Jin saw that he used a pair of very rough hands, a pair of hands that had obviously done rough work, to carry a water cup similar to a barrel, but it was white water, not tea.

I only heard what Wu Ye said: I'm surnamed Wu. A single life is a Xing word. It's a happy rejoice. There have been many celebrities with the surname Wu in history. Wu Zixu is familiar to everyone.

Our Chinese civilization has a very ancient history. In my opinion, it is not 5,000 years old. For at least two million years, our ancestors have lived in this Yellow River valley.

As he spoke, he pointed to the window of the house and said, "It's north over there." Our Chinese civilization, with the Yellow River as the birthplace, with the 800 miles of Qinchuan attached to the Yellow River and the establishment of civilization, I say this, is based on the history of the clearly recorded text, the beginning of the Zhou culture, the Xia Shang and even the previous problems, that is my personal opinion, I will express it first. The Yandi clan lives with ginger water. The emperor's family lives in Ji Shui. Therefore, the surnames Jiang and Ji are very old surnames. And Wu, derived from the surname Mi. It's the word that Miyue passed on. Have you seen this?

To Wu Ye's surprise, Wang Jin hadn't watched it, and he wasn't interested in any costume TV series at all. So he continued: The surname Wu is the surname of Wu Xu, the courtier of the Yellow Emperor, and later evolved into the surname of Chu.

So I turned out to be a southerner too. My family is in Wuxi, Jiangsu, and I have been a craftsman for generations. The kind of craftsman who carves. When I was eight years old, I learned the trade from my uncle. He is the earliest batch of stunt craft technology in the founding of the People's Republic of China. As he spoke, he handed the thick book in his hand to Wang Jin.

When Wang Jin opened it, it turned out to be a big ledger. It's full of newspaper articles. It turned out to be this briefing.

Wang Jin was watching, and Wu Ye was talking, with the number of pages of Wang Jin's reaction. Wang Jin knew that Wu Ye didn't know how many tens of thousands of times he had read this booklet. That was Chairman Mao's meeting with model workers, that was Yan'an's speech this year, etc. I quickly flipped through it, then closed it respectfully and replaced it back.

Wu Ye, with a slightly thoughtful look, continued: When I was a child, I was naughty, and I often sat on my uncle's back to catch fish in the river. I remember one time, I caught a fish until midnight and came back. I didn't finish the work of the jewelry box that my uncle gave me during the day. He was hung on a tree by his uncle and hung until morning. My mom and dad didn't dare to make the original sound. When I went back, I was stared at by mosquitoes for a lot of bags, and my mother rubbed me with a potion, and at the same time used soapy water to relieve my itching. Since that time, I have really learned the craft from my uncle, and I have regarded myself as a craftsman for more than 50 years. As he spoke, he pointed to the tools that filled the table.

Wang Jin didn't want to interrupt him, but he remembered his Uncle Wang. Wu Ye continued his story: Uncle, he is a well-known craftsman in the Republic of China era. There are leading people in Shanghai, and many of the things used by the women in the family are from the hands of my uncle.

Do you know Du Yuesheng? Later, he married Meng Xiaodong, who sang opera. The jewelry box he gave to Meng Xiaodong was called Dragon and Phoenix. At that time, two gold bars were used.

Hey, New China was founded. My uncle and his uncle all became workers, and they worked hard for the construction of the country. Crafts take a lot of effort, and it can sometimes take years to complete a piece. And my uncle also has an important job, which is to restore historical relics. The founding of the People's Republic of China, the earliest archaeological institutions in our country, sometimes had to call my uncle. You know why?

At that time, technology was backward. There were a lot of things that couldn't be moved, so I asked my uncle and them to go down to the tomb and draw pictures. My uncle had a nickname called Camera. It means that what he has seen can be imprinted in his mind just like a photograph.

It's raining in Wuxi, and one morning, it's raining. Factory leaders and national cadres came to the house. Let my uncle

Organize the completion of a jade handicraft. It was a dragon pattern tripod, hoping to imitate the Han Dynasty, and the pattern could only be designed by my uncle. said that it was to catch up with the National Day and present a gift to Chairman Mao.

Naturally, my uncle agreed. I was too young to get started. I can only help my uncle make tea and pour water. But I also have a salary of 7 yuan a day. 7 bucks, do you know what you could buy at that time? Buy 10 roast chickens. I don't know where to get the best Burmese jade. The light wool material is transported by liberation truck. It took 3 months to open the material.

With the sample, the time is already very dry. My uncle is working day and night with people. There are only two weeks left, and there is a circle of dragon carvings on the base. The director of the factory came to urge, saying that there was no time to do it. My uncle said that if you give a gift to Chairman Mao, you can't be sloppy. Since you want to be faithful to the source, you can't save labor.

The director of the factory didn't do it, and the two of them quarreled for some reason. The director of the factory is also well-intentioned, in fact, no one is wrong. The fault is that no one will let anyone, and some are in the factory. So, the jade tripod fell on its back. Fell to the ground. The director of the factory told my uncle in person that he would not pursue it, and I was also present at the time. But when he returned, he immediately asked people to grasp his uncle and arrest him. It is not said that my uncle is a spy of the Kuomintang and a *** arrested. Forced my uncle to compensate for the original price.

My Wu family has sold everything they can, and they can't replace it. I went to the factory director to plead with my uncle, and the factory director was so ruthless: let me take the broken jade tripod and sell it. As long as you can sell 2,000 yuan and 500 catties of national food stamps, you can come back. And he let my uncle go. I was stupid, I carried a package and ran to Shanghai overnight, and no one wanted it. I went to Nanjing, but no one wanted it. Seeing that I still wanted to go to Beijing, I ended up stealing the money in Nanjing on the way. At the time, I was penniless. So, I stood alone on the Nanjing Yangtze River Bridge, hehe. As he spoke, he looked at Wang Jin, but saw that Wang Jin's eyes were a little moist.

Wang Jin thought of the deceased Uncle Wang, and listened to what Master Wu told him about his uncle. I just feel that I can completely understand the mood of this Wu Ye at that time.

Wu Ye was a little excited when he spoke, and he took a sip who pressed his throat and continued: I want to call Chairman Mao and write a letter to Chairman Mao. But that's not possible. I think that only by making something big and letting Chairman Mao know can I save my uncle. Uncle he's not ***. So, I planned to jump into the river and commit suicide.