I went back to the village for a walk, there was nothing to visit, Sicui was still focused on her small vegetable garden, and it was quite well maintained, and she was very happy to see Gu Siwei's girl, pestering her brother for a long time.

After staying at home for a long time, Gu Siwei went to the factory, his own stupid apprentice was still the same, Hu Yanqiu and her little sisters were also looking forward to Gu Siwei coming over, they could eat delicious food.

Cheap cousin Wu Daorong naturally wanted to go there, carrying a few pheasants, and the half-grown wild boar cubs exchanged some money and cloth tickets, bought a few pieces of cloth, and asked Wu Meiling's sister-in-law to make two summer clothes for herself and Sicui.

begging others to make clothes, Gu Siwei naturally wants to pay people, but Sister-in-law Wu will definitely not ask for it, so Gu Siwei pulled some more cloth here, and the rest of the cloth is considered wages.

After tossing for a day or two and returning to the village, Gu Siwei arranged things, and as soon as he entered the courtyard from Wu's sister-in-law's new home, he saw a bamboo chair in the courtyard and a small cool bed that was very carefully arranged.

"Brother, who do you see coming?"

Hearing the movement in the courtyard, Sicui happily walked out of the house, and saw Gu Siwei's mouth in the courtyard grinning happily to the back of her head.

"Old Man Zheng is here?"

Where can Gu Siwei not guess, as far as this means of weaving bamboo, not to mention the whole country, at least ten miles and eight towns at most one slap, and he Gu Siwei is connected, then there is only one old man Zheng, the old man Zheng is called Zheng Youcai, and it is considered a long life at this time, you must know that the average life expectancy in the country is now estimated to be forty or fifty, and the old man Zheng is definitely an old man.

While the brother and sister were talking, Old Man Zheng walked out of the house, still rolling a cigarette as he walked.

I saw that the old man turned his two hands like this, put the cigarette roll to his mouth and licked it slightly, a cigarette roll was completed, and a cigarette roll was made with two fingers.

"Comrade Gu, I've made two of the things you want" Old Man Zheng smiled at Gu Siwei, and then lit a cigarette and began to smoke.

"I saw it, and it was beautifully done. I didn't expect ...... to do it so quickly."

Gu Siwei looked at the small bamboo bed in the courtyard, he was really satisfied, the ordinary small bamboo bed Gu Siwei slept in when he was a child, but this small bed was much more exquisite than when he was a child.

Don't say anything else, just talk about the treatment of this bamboo strip, when I was a child, the bed at home, after I bought it, I had to wipe it with a towel, and in some places I had to take sandpaper over it, otherwise the thorns of the bamboo strip would pierce people.

But the small cool bed in front of me is different, the bamboo scorn is extremely thin, almost the same thickness as the mobile phone charging cable in the future, the cut surface is not rectangular, but with a rounded arc angle, Guan Jian is the old man's craft, almost every arc angle you see is about the same.

The foot of the bed is not a whole bamboo, but five or six pieces of bamboo five or six centimeters wide are bent and baked, bent and baked into shape, and then wrapped with the toughest bamboo skin, and then oiled.

Don't look at this small cool bed, two or three adults sleep on it, no matter how you turn over, this small bed will not make a little shaking, and it will not squeak.

With this craftsmanship, Gu Siwei said that no matter how many flowers there are, the big white noodles are worth it.

Just when Gu Siwei looked at the bed, Old Man Zheng looked a little uneasy.

The old man didn't doubt his craftsmanship, he came over today to actually send things is one aspect, the most important thing is to explore the bottom of Gu Siwei, although he has heard of various legends of Gu Siwei, but it is better to take a look at it than to listen to ten thousand words, Old Man Zheng wants to know, in the end, this surname Gu has the strength he said.

That is, exchanging food for his craft!

"It's good, it's good, old man, I'll come according to this standard in the future, I'm not afraid of waiting, I'm not afraid of being late for a good meal." Oh, I forgot, I got you an apprentice, I'll bring it over to you later......."

At this time, Gu Siwei remembered Liu Dezhu, a stupid boy.

Mr. Zheng didn't take the value of his craft seriously at all, and now in fact, not many people care about this kind of old craftsman.

"Can you show me, not everyone can learn this craft."

Old Man Zheng doesn't care whether he teaches outsiders or not, but if he wants to accept apprentices, he has to see them, if it's too bad - well, he has to collect it, how much food does Comrade Gu give a month.

The so-called meeting the apprentice, to be honest, is just the old man Zheng's symbolic mention of this, what is the concept of food at this time, it is related to the belly of the family, although he is not small, but the nephews and nephews are all his family.

"There's no problem, Sicui, you go and see if your brother Dezhu is at home, if you're not at home, go to the shipbuilding side to take a look, if you really don't, let Uncle Fulin call it, just say I found a master for Dezhu."

Hearing his brother's call, Sicui came out with a trot like a small whirlwind.

After a while, Sicui's voice in Liu Fulin's courtyard reached Gu Siwei's ears along the wind.

Gu Siwei smiled at Old Man Zheng and asked him to wait for a while, he got into the house by himself, and when he came out again, he had an extra cloth pocket in his hand, the cloth pocket was very broken, and it was repaired several times, but it was full of good things.

"This is what we said last time, you go back and weigh it, if it is missing, next time you say I will make it up for you" Gu Siwei said and put the bag at the feet of Old Man Zheng.

Old man Zheng stretched out his hand and gently carried it, and then estimated the weight of the grain in the bag, most of his life as a farmer, if he didn't have this ability, Old Man Zheng might as well wipe his neck, just get started and know that this bag of grain can only be heavy, and it is impossible to lack catties or two.

"I tried to look like I had two or three pounds more," Old Man Zheng said honestly.

Gu Siwei said with a smile: "More is more, anyway, we will have a long time to deal with in the future, and I don't care about this two catties of food."

"Then I'm not welcome," Old Man Zheng didn't have any hypocrisy with Gu Siwei.

With food at his feet, Old Man Zheng's heart was all put down at the moment, and he was now finally willing to believe that the young man in front of him, who looked like a half-grown child, really liked his craft, not only did he like it, but he also had the ability to get food, which was a noble man for Old Man Zheng.

Then the old and the young began to chat, what can the two of them talk about, it is naturally bamboo, in addition to the normal things of stools and chairs, Gu Siwei also wants the old man to make all kinds of plates and baskets.

Old Man Zheng is naturally very willing, the originally worthless craftsmanship can now be exchanged for food, not to mention that the price given by Gu Siwei is enough to live two or three people, and it is not impossible to save four or five people.

At the beginning, Old Man Zheng was still thinking about how much this young man could understand, but listening to it, Old Man Zheng's face became solemn, because there were some things he had never heard of.

"This is the lampshade".

Old Man Zheng looked at Gu Siwei, and his eyes were clearly saying: You are smiling! Old man, I'm so old, what is the lampshade like, I haven't seen it?

Gu Siwei understood the old man's eyes, but he really didn't want to explain, so he had to say: "You can just say if you can make it up."

"What can't be made up, if you want to make it up, I'll make it up for you" Old man Zheng thought about it, people just give food and contribute their own efforts, where are there so many problems, if this person is annoyed, the old man has to go to the field to dig food.

"When will the box be ready?" Gu Siwei asked.

"I'll make it up when I go back, these things you want will take about a month and a half," said Old Man Zheng.

Gu Siwei thought about it for a while, and felt that it was about the same, and after a month and a half, the industry of his own Yinsong Cliff Gourd Valley would almost be rolled out, and when the new house was good, these things would be put inside, and it would be a serious home.

"Okay! Let's do it, and when I go back, I'll get you a bag of grain, which is a deposit," Gu Siwei said generously.

Old Man Zheng laughed when he heard this: "That's good!" ”

"By the way, Comrade Gu, can you please replace the grain with coarse grains, cornmeal or sorghum noodles" Old man Zheng remembered his plan when he came.

"Change coarse grains?"

Gu Siwei couldn't turn this corner a little.

"Change coarse grains, you can eat a little longer."

Old man Zheng didn't come over decades later, where did he think that when the white rice and white noodles were still open to eat, the landlords he had seen before would not eat like this, how dare he have this idea when he made up a basket, eat a meal of dumplings a year, with a bit of meat smell, and he didn't dare to drink water for half a month, for fear that the dumpling smell would be washed away.

Gu Siwei is not a little embarrassed, but quite embarrassed, not that he has no seeds, this kind of grain is the staple food in the village, and now the fields in the village are planted with corn and sorghum, but Gu Siwei is this guy, eat a meal or two to play fresh, you let him eat these all day long, not to mention anything else, he can't stand it in his throat Wow, the coarse food is stuffed into his mouth, and his throat is like a blade, and he is not masochistic, so he is not interested in eating.

"I really don't have it here, you better find someone else to change it" Gu Siwei said.

"Really?"

Old man Zheng was a little skeptical: There is no cornmeal sorghum noodles, and your kid has white flour steamed buns every day at home? You're too good at blowing, maybe you're afraid that I'll change too much and suffer a loss, right?

How did Gu Siwei know the old man's thoughts, now every meal in the family Sicui is white pancakes and sauce made with diced meat, and the embarrassment at that time when he first arrived in the village had already been thrown to Java.

The two of them were staring at each other with wide eyes, thinking about the coarse grain, when footsteps came from outside the yard.

When I looked up, I saw Sicui, who was jumping up and down, coming over with Liu Dezhu.

"Brother Sivi, are you looking for me?"

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Liu Dezhu saw Gu Siwei grinning, first said hello to Gu Siwei, and then grinned at Old Man Zheng stupidly.

"It turns out that the apprentice you said is Dezhu."

"It's good to know, you say it's okay, right?" Gu Siwei asked with a smile.

Old Man Zheng nodded: "Just teach."

"I don't want to learn how to weave it."

The two discussed it, but who knew that Liu Dezhu would quit.

At this time, as long as a person has a good way, who wants to be a craftsman, so as soon as Liu Dezhu heard about learning this thing, he immediately quit.

"What do you want to learn?" Gu Siwei glanced at him.

"I want to learn how to fiddle with machines from you," Liu Dezhu said.

Gu Siwei has no interest in screwing with this kid, let alone explaining to him that this craft will be enough for your kid to raise two or three outhouses in a few decades.

"If you want to study, go back and tell your grandfather that you don't have to eat in the future," Gu Siwei said.

As soon as he heard that he didn't need to eat, Liu Dezhu was immediately a little dumbfounded.

"Haven't I been able to learn" Liu Dezhu quickly admitted it, and when he thought that he couldn't eat anymore, Dezhu was immediately honest.

This kid lacks heart, but he is not stupid to go home, knowing that as long as Gu Siwei talks to his grandfather, he will learn this matter, so he simply admits it directly.

"Sample, learning a good craft is still a hindrance, if Sicui is not a girl, this good thing will be your turn? ……”。

Looking at Liu Dezhu's appearance, Gu Siwei went up and gently kicked him a little foot, and scolded him a few words without understanding his hatred.