Reborn Craftsman

Chapter 186 You, Old Man, Are Very Bad

"Master, I'm not targeting you!" Liu Xing patted the dust on his body, frowned and said seriously: "The varnish painted on the century-old Chinese toon wood is formulated according to the recipe left on the golden bean steamer. It's normal for mistakes to occur. Did you know it has another great name?"

"what name?"

The old painter's voice was low and low, if it wasn't for Zhang Erye's presence, he really wanted to slap Liu Xing, and it's simply unreasonable to let him, an old painter who has been painting for decades, lose face.

So what if you are a master bamboo craftsman, but you can't say anything wrong about him in front of the second master!Don't you even have any basic ethics in the workplace?
Liu Xing ignored the old man's emotions, but said: "This varnish is also called glazed lacquer in the isolated version of the golden bean steamer. As long as it is successfully prepared, the color is transparent and pure like water, and it will emit a strong It's fragrant, but what you made out of it, not to mention the light yellow color, and the strong smell of gasoline, I can't figure it out, well, why do you add gasoline to the varnish?"

"You! You! Adding gasoline can speed up the volatilization of paint, don't you know that? I have dried paint for decades, do I still need you to teach me?" Everything has changed.

It can be seen that he is a short-tempered person, and he doesn't want others to say anything bad about him.

Zhang Erye saw this and said, "Okay, Lao Zhu! Now is not the time to quarrel. You read the paint formula I gave you. Does his final successful color and appearance look like what Liu Xing said?"

"This... yes, yes!" The old paint man was embarrassed for a moment, and then had to nod to admit the fact.

The formula for the varnish of the golden bean steamer is really what Liu Xing said, and it is not bad at all.

"Since this is the case, what right do you have to lose your temper, what right do you have to quarrel with Liu Xing?" Zhang Erye glared at the old man, "If you don't want to get paid, then be honest."

"Okay, Second Lord!" The old man painted hastily lowered his head after being stared at, but his resentment towards Liu Xing could not be suppressed at this moment.

After thinking for a while, he rolled his eyes and said suddenly: "Second master, since this master Liu said that I don't know how to make paint, he must definitely be able to. Do you want me to bring all the remaining materials for him to try?" What about it?"

If it can be done, then everyone will be happy, and he has no choice but to swallow this breath in his stomach.

If it doesn't work, hum!That must make Liu Xing look good by adding insult to injury.

Dare to offend him, Old Zhu, in Banqiao Town, it's really against him.

Zhang Erye didn't know that it was a trick, so he asked Liu Xing kindly: "Can you make paint? If you can, please help me. This old Zhu is old, don't care about him like him."

"Yes! But this glaze paint is also the first preparation!" Liu Xing said truthfully.

The biggest problem in painting is to mix various desired colors. After reaching this point, you can basically start your career. As for the steps of painting, priming, sanding, etc., to put it bluntly, what makes perfect, there is no technology at all .

And there is one of the biggest taboos for painters, which is poisonous.

Under normal circumstances, it is best not to enter the painter's profession if you are not in good health. Although the salary is high, there are many sequelae.

It's okay to deploy once in a while, but of course it won't work if there are too many. He just knows how to take this job.

"Then why are you looking at it? Hurry up and get the materials!" Zhang Erye shouted to the old paint man in a low voice.

"Hey! I'll go right away!" The corner of the old man's mouth twitched, he turned around and ran away.

After a while, a large bag of materials was brought back, which filled the entire table.

Liu Xing rolled up his sleeves, and immediately began to prepare them.

Seeing that there was no tung oil, he immediately said to Mr. Zhang: "Go and ask Brother Xiaoyu to get a barrel of tung oil. The freshly squeezed one is the best. It is sticky and can be adsorbed on the century-old Chinese toon wood to the greatest extent."

"Okay!" Zhang Erye turned and left.

Liu Xing was not idle, and began to mix various materials together, and the mixing degree and weight of the materials were accurate to the level of "weighing", even if it was a little bit more, he would take it out mercilessly.

The old painter watched from the sidelines, and couldn't help admiring Liu Xing's seriousness, but he was more worried because he found that Liu Xing was very skilled in configuring glazed lacquer, so proficient that even an old painter like him would be ashamed of himself.

If he had known this before, he would have let Liu Xing make glazed lacquer without any suggestion even if he killed him. Maybe it was to steal his job!
But thinking about it, there is one fact that cannot be changed.

That is, if glazed lacquer is easy to deploy, it will not wait until now.

Thinking of this, the corner of the paint old man Lao Zhu raised his mouth and let out a smirk, secretly hid a material called 'white cinnabar', and then sat on a chair and drank tea leisurely.

What he didn't know was that Zhang Xiaoying had been standing outside the window watching all this, seeing Liu Xing looking for Bai Zhusha at the table, he kicked open the door of the hall in a fit of anger: "Old Zhu, what can you do?" Are you being mean? Quickly take out the white cinnabar."

"Xiaoying, what do you mean by that?" The corner of the old man's mouth twitched, as if he didn't know what was going on.

Liu Xing was also very puzzled, he clearly saw the white cinnabar on the table, why did it disappear after a while!

"Hmph!" Zhang Xiaoying rolled up her sleeves angrily: "Old Zhu, you are so stubborn! When I ask someone to search your body, don't cry!"

"I... I'm just joking!" Old Zhu knew the Zhang family's tricks very well, so after weighing it, he could only take out the white cinnabar with trembling hands.

At this moment, he was very embarrassed, wishing he could find a hole in the ground and get in.

"You old man, you are really bad!" Liu Xing pointed at the old man paint helplessly, took the white cinnabar and continued to work.

Zhang Xiaoying glared at the old man Paint: "Why are you still standing here? You don't think it's embarrassing! Get out of here, as far as you can."

"No, I have to be in charge of making glazed lacquer! If he can't make it, I can be a staff officer!" The old paint paint explained embarrassingly.

Tell him to go now, that's no way, because he hasn't seen Liu Xing make a fool of himself yet!
When Zhang Xiaoying heard this, she felt that there was some truth, and immediately accompanied Liu Xing to fight, but she was always on guard against Lao Zhu, and whenever Lao Zhu approached, she would pick up a broom and chase him away.

In the midst of being busy, an hour passed in a blink of an eye. Zhang Xiaoyu also brought the tung oil over during this time. Let no creature come near, not even a fly.

Seeing that there was nothing she could do to help, Zhang Xiaoying whispered about Lao Zhu's dirty behavior before.

After Zhang Erye heard it, he was so angry that there was a murderous look in his eyes, but after thinking about it, this old Zhu might still be useful to keep, so he held back and didn't get angry.

After all, making paint is a technical job, if Liu Xing can't do it, you have to ask this old Zhu to do it.

(End of this chapter)