Seven stars.

A rough hand stroked a handful of unraveled and rested on the crossbar, with two words on it.

The farmer recognized some words, and these two words were very simple, and they happened to be the ones he recognized.

"Seven stars, what is it?" The wife heard the words read out and asked, "Is it the name of the grocery store?" ”

Compared with the farmer's expression, his wife's face was not good, and she was very unhappy.

"A handful of uncultivated people also deserves to be named." She raised her voice, "Okay, it's better to put your name on, I'll go to them and return the money!" ”

The farmer did not speak, but did not let go of his grip, indicating his attitude.

"There is still a young man at home, why did you ask the merchant to buy you a new one?" His wife's voice became even angrier, "Didn't you say that you saved money to buy cattle?" ”

The farmer said, "Cattle are too expensive, and the terrain in the mountains makes them not necessarily easy to use." ”

The wife was even more angry, and pointed to the unsultan on the ground: "Then this thing is easy to use?" More powerful than a cow? ”

The farmer didn't say much, let his wife scold, and only squatted on the ground to look at the newly delivered Weiyun.

His hand stroked the name on the store again, his wife didn't know, he knew, it wasn't the name of the grocery store, and a handful of unfamiliar that he bought everywhere was not worth the grocery store's name.

According to the custom of the family, this is the name of the craftsman who made this unearthed hand.

It's a new name.

He used to get farm tools from home with the word Duan Gong on them.

Duan Gong, a hint of darkness flashed on the face of the farmer.

He didn't understand what the Mo family did at first, and the old man surnamed Duan pointed to the farm tools in the hands of the working farmers and the fields under their feet.

"I just want everyone to be able to grow more fields and harvest more grain." He smiled and said, "This is how everyone loves each other and helps each other." ”

He understands this.

This was indeed what he wanted, and it was indeed as he wished, he exchanged grain for a few new and useful farm tools, encountered insect infestations, and was told how to solve them, he planted more and more fields, and his life became easier and easier.

But suddenly the people and farm tools he was familiar with were gone.

He heard the news that Duan Gong had died, and there would be no home for him in the future.

The farmer was sad, sad, dazed, and helpless, so he could only continue to live in such a sullen way.

A few days ago, a merchant suddenly left a message, saying that he could appeal again, he was nervous and excited, in fact, there was no shortage of farm tools, he just wanted to have a connection with his family, and he said that he wanted a good unused unused.

As before, the new Weiyun was sent in the name of the merchant's sale.

The farmer was scolded by his wife all night, and the next day before dawn he took the new mitsuki and went out into the field.

The wife continued to scold the neighbors at home: "You can't do anything, you can't buy things at all." ”

The neighbors agreed, "Men are like this, and if there were no women in the house, the family would have been ruined." ”

The women finished their day's needlework under the tree, and they didn't eat lunch, so they could save a meal, and when the men came back, it was enough to have dinner together, and they didn't have to spend any effort sitting anyway. While the women watched the sun and counted that it was time to go back to cooking, the farmer came back with his tools.

The wife's face suddenly became even more unsightly: "Why did you come back so early, the sun is still high!" ”

The farmer also seemed a little dazed, and said, "The ground, it's finished." ”

The fire on the stove burns so brightly that it lights up the whole room.

The wife leaned over the stove and looked at it.

The wife asked, "I don't see any difference." Then he looked at the farmer, "You have always had a lot of strength, did you get scolded by me today, so you turned the ground quickly?" ”

The farmer smiled: "No matter how strong I am, I will be tired, this unfamiliar is light and fast, and the shovel is deep and deep, and I don't feel tired, so I unconsciously turned over and over." ”

He stroked the mud-stained unwield.

He was familiar with farm tools, and if he looked closely, he could see that they were indeed different from the old ones.

The poles, shovels, and beams all look like there are slight changes, as if there are some more small parts.

Seven stars.

It's a good craftsman.

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……

Seven stars.

In a craftsman's shop late at night, an apprentice looked at the paper in his hand and read out his name on the inscription on a corner.

The lights in the workshop are bright enough.

Compared with the money for the lights, it is still more profitable to work more, and the owner is a very shrewd businessman.

The apprentice's gaze shifted from the name to something else, which was not a word, but a dense picture.

This diagram depicts the process of making an utensil, in detail and clearly.

"I see." The apprentice muttered in a low voice, "So it's okay to do this." ”

There was the sound of footsteps outside the door, and the apprentice came back to his senses, tucked the drawings into his sleeve, picked up the planer and pushed it up.

An older man stood in the doorway, looked in, saw the apprentice working diligently, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Dunzi, do a good job." He said, "Planing the wood that will be used in the next few days, when the time comes, the master will teach you a few new skills, and you will be able to leave the school early, and the sooner you leave the school, the sooner you can earn wages." ”

Being an apprentice has no money, and being able to have food is the kindness of the master.

The apprentice Dunzi thanked respectfully and flatteringly: "Master, do you drink tea?" I'll make you tea. ”

The master immediately waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down: "What kind of tea do you make, with your junior brother, you can work cleanly." ”

Nor is it something that any apprentice can use well.

One mistake and the whole piece of wood is wasted.

The new apprentice can't do it, he can only boil water to make tea and pinch his shoulders and legs.

Dunzi replied again and again, watching the older man yawn and walk away, the smile on his face also dissipated, and he turned his head to spit on the ground.

It's a nice thing to say, I've been listening to this nice thing for ten years, and I still refuse to teach him the real craft, and only let him do small jobs, just to keep him as an apprentice for free.

He can only learn by himself while working, but fortunately, he can have another master to guide him.

It's a pity that this kind of thing suddenly stopped, and the people up and down disappeared, and Dunzi cried several times, thinking that this life was like this, and he had been an apprentice in this workshop, and he couldn't do it until he was old, and he didn't leave the school until he was kicked out.

Unexpectedly, the family appeared again, and he tried to ask a skill he didn't understand excitedly and incredulously, and there was really a response, even more detailed and clear than before. Dunzi took out the drawings and read them over and over again, not only engraved the skills in his mind, but also remembered the people who made the drawings in his mind.

Seven stars.

He silently recited the name.

It's a good craftsman.

……

…….

Seven stars.

Gao Xiaoliu, who was sitting in the gambling house, looked at the small cup in his hand and touched the two words on the base.

Zhike watched from the sidelines, looking a little surprised and a little funny: "Did you really do it?" ”

Ximo moved lively, and also talked about receiving the appeal, Gao Xiaoliu asked the message back to warn them, and at the same time, because he was not used to seeing Ximo's tone, he added a sentence, asking for a dice that can do whatever he wants.

Of course, he didn't really ask for a dice, he was just provocative, or sarcastic.

I didn't expect Ximo to really send it.

"Can you really do whatever you want?" Zhike asked curiously.

Gao Xiaoliu flipped the Gu Cup in his hand and shook it, then snapped it on the table.

"Great." He said, his hand seemed to unintentionally swipe over the Gu Zhong, retracted, opened, and the dice in the Gu stopped rotating.

Zhike sighed and looked at the dice, it was really big.

"Such a small cup made a mechanism?" He said, "That's amazing." ”

Gao Xiaoliu snorted, turned the Gu over, and looked at the two words on the bottom.

"Seven stars." He said, "Is this a craftsman or a gambler?" ”.

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