When Wang recalled, the old carpenter and his youngest son Wang Modou were eating together.

I ate cornmeal and sorghum flour cakes with salted hairtail.

Hairtail, especially Wengzhou hairtail, is definitely a Chinese seafood, fried and steamed when fresh, it is very delicious, and there is even a local delicacy called hairtail rice: the hairtail fish and rice are steamed together, not only the fishy smell is not big but has a delicious taste, which is very popular.

But salted hairtail fish can't be used!

This thing has no oil and water, only salt, Wang Yi can't accept it.

Wang Yi knocked on the door and came in and said with a smile: "Old Uncle Gao, where are you eating?" ”

The yard of the old carpenter's house is quite large, and there are scattered all kinds of wood and semi-finished tables and chairs, and there are old hens pecking in the sawdust, they are not afraid of life, and when they saw Wang Yilai, they glanced at it with corns and continued to lower their heads to eat.

Lao Huang followed behind Wang Yi, it was very well-behaved, and he didn't follow into someone's house, so he sat down at the door and yawned.

Wang Xianggao put down his chopsticks and greeted him, with a smile on his face: "Teacher Wang is here?" I said that the magpie called in the morning, and it turned out that the nobleman came to the door! But my elm brain, I didn't prepare a meal for you, did you eat it? Didn't eat to make a living? ”

He turned around and pulled out a bottle with a plastic bag wrapped around the mouth of the bottle, and the wine inside.

Wang Yi hurriedly stopped him and said, "I did eat, you sit down, don't be busy, you don't need to greet me, we are all a family." ”

Wang Modou smiled: "Yes, it's all a family." ”

Wang Yi put the bowl down: "I know you just eat, so hurry up and come over to deliver some, it's okay, I didn't miss your meal." ”

Wang Modou looked at the oily glutinous rice inside, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

There are dried bamboo shoots and dried radish, no matter how dry they were before, they are shiny at this time, and they are delicious to look at!

Wang Xianggao was not hypocritical, and he did not push it out again when people delivered food to the door in the countryside.

He said happily: "Ouch, Mr. Wang, steamed rice with lard, no wonder the branch secretary wants to criticize you for eating and drinking, you use a lot of lard, and the oil in this bowl of rice is enough to fry vegetables for three days!" ”

Wang Modou pulled a bowl for his father and another piece for himself, leaving half a portion in the bowl for Wang Yi.

Wang Yi waved his hand: "I did eat it, you two eat, this time I came here to inquire about the piece of shocking wood you gave me, old Uncle Gao, what's going on with that shocking wood?" ”

Wang Xianggao said: "Just for this matter, you also brought me a bowl of good food?" Hey, why are you so polite, kid! If you ask someone to tell me, I'll go to school and tell you about it, and it will cost you an errand! ”

He continued: "That piece of wood is a good thing, it's actually two pieces, one side is red sandalwood and the other is sea sunken wood, when I went to work in Shanghai in the city, you know the situation at that time, and then I met a group of children who went to smash a troupe. ”

"The scene was messy, the costumes and makeup boxes were burned, and then this piece of wood was going to be burned - it should be the amazing wood used by the troupe to sing."

"I knew the goods, and when I saw that it was a good wood, I thought it was the whole rosewood, so I quickly found an excuse to secretly keep it and bring it back to us."

"When I came back, I looked carefully, it turned out that it was two pieces of wood with mortise and tenon structure, a piece of red sandalwood and a piece of sunken wood, but it was good for mortise and tenon joints and the pulp after a long time, so I didn't look carefully and thought they were whole."

Wang Yi nodded, the sea sinking wood is also a kind of gloomy wood.

Some places are also called water immersion wood, ancient sunken wood, ebony, known as the essence of the tree, the soul of the wood, is the wood is buried in the bottom of the submarine lake through natural disasters to go through the vicissitudes of the sea, the ancients regarded it as the treasure of avoiding evil, blessing, town house, there is "even if there is a box full of gold, it is not as good as the ebony side" said.

Wang Xianggao continued: "I secretly inquired later, this amazing wood is not only a prop used by the troupe to sing, they are indeed a good thing received from a yamen, it is the Yamen of the Republic of China that was defeated by the revolutionary army, and the things of the yamen have been lost to the people. ”

"Then I looked very good, very heavy, so I thought about keeping it for the children to write big characters as a paperweight, but none of these children in my family were promising, and they never used it!"

Wang Modou hugged his rice bowl and devoured it, and the bamboo shoots and radishes were chewed and squeaked: "What's the use?" If you want me to say that this thing is a scourge, Dad, what is written on the sunken wood of the sea is a funeral text, bad luck, if you want me to say it, it should be burned......"

Wang Yi looked at him in surprise.

Rather is a loser?

He was also surprised by another thing: "Do you still recognize the words on the sea sunken wood as funeral scripts?" ”

Wang Xianggao smiled and said: "I recognize, our old generation of carpenters wanted to apprentice at that time, and then learn the "Luban Sutra", haha, haven't you heard of this thing?" ”

Wang Yi said: "I have heard that according to legend, it is a strange book created by Lu Ban, the ancestor of carpenters, which records the art of aversion to victory? ”

Now it was Wang Xianggao's turn to be surprised: "College students are highly educated, and now they all say that this is feudal superstition and don't let it be mentioned, I think young people don't know our "Luban Sutra" anymore." ”

Wang Yi sneered.

It's not that college students are highly educated, it's that there are too many networks in later generations, as long as the spiritual text mentions carpenters, they will definitely mention "Luban Book" or "Luban Sutra".

Wang Xianggao said: "The Luban Sutra is divided into yin and yang, the yang scripture writes carpentry work, and the yin scripture writes the art of boredom, and I still remember the beginning of the yin scripture." ”

He then recited: "Knock on the most spiritual god of the land here, go through the heavens and the earth, enter and exit the secluded power, and play with me, do not stay, and go to the land of Moma to meet the ......."

"Dad, Mr. Renwang asked Yu Wen, what are you doing with these feudal superstitions." Wang Modou put down the bowl and wiped his mouth, and his hands suddenly shiny.

Wang Xianggao had a good temper, and he smiled: "Yes, people like to nag when they are old. The Yin Sutra of the "Luban Sutra" was written in the funeral script, so I recognize it. ”

Wang Yi asked, "What are the words written on the sunken wood of the sea?" ”

Wang Xianggao said: "There are two words that are Fu Xu, I saw them when I studied the "Luban Sutra", and the other two I don't know and have never seen them. ”

Wang Yi nodded to show that he understood, and then he said: "Old Uncle Gao, you eat, eat first, people are iron and rice is steel, if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry and panic, this can't be delayed." ”

Now that he knew all the information he needed to know, he got up and pushed out the barrel and toolbox beside him:

"Old Uncle Gao, the surprise wood you gave me is a very good thing, I have nothing to repay you, I heard that you love to drink, this time I went to the city and I gave you some loose wine - not a brand-name wine, it is pure grain, is it ......smooth for you to drink?"

"Grass, this barrel is full of wine?" Wang Modou subconsciously exclaimed.

Wang Yi smiled: "You can't smell it? The smell of this wine has already wafted out! ”

Wang Modou sneered: "I heard it, but who dares to believe that such a barrel is wine?" ”

Wang Xianggao was also incredulous.

This barrel of wine is twelve bottles of Luzhou Laojiao, and it is not an exaggeration to say that there is a mine at home to take it out in this year.

For example, people on the outer islands drink blended wine with flavor and alcohol, and even the sorghum wine and baogu wine made by themselves are rare, after all, food is expensive.

The six-year-old kiln head song of Luzhou Laojiao bought by Wang Yi is indeed not a good wine, but at least it is brewed from pure grain and fermented for many years, and it can only be accessed by rich and noble people on the outer islands in this year.

Wang Xianggao didn't dare to accept such a generous gift no matter what.

Wang Yi waved his hand: "If you don't accept my things, then I don't have the face to accept your things, so I'll send the shocking wood back?" ”

Wang Xianggao said: "You send it back, let people know that I gave you a piece of old wood that I picked up in exchange for such a big barrel of wine for you, and you can't let people poke your backbone?" ”

Wang Yi didn't expect the old man to be so rigid.

But I don't want to give it back!

He said helplessly: "Old Uncle Gao, you said that the other day what kind of official old wood it is instead of ordinary wood, it is indeed quite a treasure, it is an antique." ”

"Okay, you accept the wine and this set of tools, especially this set of tools, I asked the postman comrade to call the classmates in Shanghai and mail it over."

"The antiques of the farts are feudal things, and there are funeral texts on them, which is not a good thing." Wang Modou was very jealous of this, "I wanted to tell you about this when I went to send it to you that day, but you are commenting on the book, and I can't say it, I still want to persuade you not to ask for it!" ”

Wang Yi had some impressions of this, as if Wang Modou really wanted to speak at that time but didn't say it.

Wang Modou also said: "Two years ago, my uncle came to my house and saw this wood, and he also said that it was an antique and wanted to go, and I told him that there was a funeral on it that was unlucky, and it took a lot of persuasion to persuade him not to ask for this wood!" ”

Wang Yi was stunned when he heard this.

This......

In the future, don't contact your relatives at home, just hide if you can.

Wang Xianggao didn't argue with his son, he smiled and said: "Mr. Wang, if the wood is really an antique, it's very good, give it to someone who knows the goods, you don't know that I, the third boy, he thinks that this wood is unlucky, and if there is something bad at home, he will pull it on this wood, and he said that he will burn it for me when I am gone!" ”

"I didn't marry a daughter-in-law, it's this wood thing!" Wang Modou said unhappily.

Wang Yi said: "Come on, it's just right, this wood belongs to me, let it harm me." The two of you continue to eat, and the wine is just delivered, and you two take two sips. ”

"There is also this set of tools, old Uncle Gao, you stay, you will definitely be able to use it."

He waved his hand and hurried away.

The two failed to persuade them, and chased them until the door and finally had to come back.

When I came back, I looked at this large barrel of wine, and my heart was really full.

For Wang Xianggao, who is a good winemaker, the value of this thing is the same as a warehouse of grain.

He unscrewed the lid and sniffed it, and the strong smell of wine bubbled out.

Wang Modou followed his father to drink a lot, he was half an expert, and after smelling the wine, he exclaimed: "Dad, this wine is not bad, it is much stronger than your wine!" ”

"No?" Wang Xianggao sneered, "You don't know the goods, this is a serious wine!" This is a serious grain wine! ”

Wang Modou said: "Where can Mr. Wang get such a large barrel of grain wine? And this bucket, what kind of bucket is this? It's as blue as the sea, so beautiful. ”

The two of them were amazed around a barrel of wine, and then Wang Modou reacted: "Dad, look at what Mr. Wang means, your piece of amazing wood may be quite valuable?" ”

Wang Xianggao said: "Valuable money is also valuable in the hands of others, in your hands you always want to burn it, didn't you give the wood to Mr. Wang, then you will burn it when I am gone?" ”

Wang Modou smiled: "It's proper, the main thing is that you are rare, then I'll let it accompany you." ”

He started and wanted to pour wine.

Wang Xianggao slapped him: "Why do you drink such good wine during the New Year?" Keep it, if you marry a daughter-in-law in the future, this wine will be your wedding wine! ”

Wang Modou snorted: "My daughter-in-law doesn't know where it is, hey, Dad, there is a box here, the toolbox that Mr. Wang said to you, what is this?" ”

The toolbox had a snap, and he studied it before opening it.

Then flat chisels, flat chisels, flat shovels, chisels, hand-carved knives......

A new set of shiny tools appeared in front of the two of them.

Wang Modou rubbed his eyes on the spot.

I have never seen such a neat and uniform woodworking tool!

Don't talk about him, Wang Xianggao has never seen carpenter work for more than 40 years!

"This is a treasure," the old carpenter said subconsciously, "This is a set of guys who can be heirlooms, old Song Lao showed me the set of guys that his grandfather handed down, his set is not as good as others' sets, this is not an iron guy, it is steel!" ”

He picked up the carving knife and tried it in his hand.

A callus comes off lightly.

Wang Modou picked up a claw hammer, he looked at the long handle of the hammer and said, "Dad, you see, there is a foreign text on it—this is a foreign text, right?" It's not a funeral, right? I haven't seen it. ”

"It's your mother's batch!" The old carpenter scolded, "Every day bury the text, don't be foolish if you don't understand." ”

He picked up the hammer and looked at it, and after seeing the letters on it, he said: "You are really uneducated, you can go to me quickly if there is a literacy class in the future, this is called pinyin!" ”

"m, a, d, e, in, ch, i, n, a—the silver?"

Wang Modou was stunned: "What are these words?" Dad, it's not like a good word. ”

The old carpenter frowned slightly, and said: "You don't understand, this seems to be a mantra in our "Luban Sutra". ”

Wang Modou suddenly realized: "So that's the case." the silver? What could this mean? ”

The old carpenter ignored him.

What is there to say to an illiterate son?

His attention was on this set of tools.

A set of tools is dazzling, files, chisels, knives are all alive!

The old carpenter cherished this set of tools, and sighed: "Mr. Wang is too particular, I am a rural carpenter can use such a guy, the carpenter work in this life has not been in vain, not in vain!" ”

He turned his head to look at home: "Is there anything else in our family that people can look at?" Send it to Mr. Wang. ”

"That's probably gone, but Mr. Wang is rare antiquities, and I also heard my uncle say that antiquities are not considered old now, and there are still people in the city who specialize in collecting them, so let's find an antiquity for Mr. Wang." Wang Modou said.

He pondered for a moment and then asked, "By the way, Dad, didn't you say that the "Luban Sutra" in your master's house is an antiquity?" The ancestors of the Ming Dynasty passed it down, right? ”

Wang Xianggao shook his head and said: "I guess I can't find it, these old objects have been burned a few years ago, even if they are left now, they can't give it to us, it's a family heirloom." ”

"In this way, I'll pour you a pound of wine when I go back, and you can take it to your uncle, isn't it rare for your uncle to tinker with these things? Go to him and see if there are any good objects. ”

Wang Modou said: "That's okay, Dad, this lard rice is very greasy, I see that you can't get your mouth out of ten nine times out of ten, or I will eat it......"

"If you dare to move me another chopstick, I'll use this file to knock your nose down!" The old carpenter slapped the toolbox, and his anger suddenly surged.

This kid just took advantage of himself talking to Teacher Wang, holding a rice bowl and eating non-stop, but he was hungry.

Oh, you've already eaten one and you still want to eat it all to yourself?

No way!

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