Mountain Village Xiao Shennong

Chapter 131
He Chang built the silk quilt factory overnight, and the next morning, he asked Wang Fugui to call over a dozen rural women from the village.

In the courtyard, rural women looked at He Changzai and asked:

"Chang Zai, you said you would work here, can you get the five thousand a month you said!"

"Often, how much work do you have to do in a day, are you tired?"

"Chang Zai, our salary is paid once a month, or once a year!"

……

He Changzai took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a puff, and said:

"I said [-] a month, just a penny will not lose you, just make a quilt, and it's not a construction site to move bricks, it will definitely not be tiring, but I don't like stealing and raping stupid people, and the salary is paid once a month... "

After receiving He Changzai's detailed explanation, the hearts of the women in the village settled down one by one.

He looked at the crowd and said with a straight face: "The first step in sewing a silk quilt is to follow me up the mountain to collect cocoons. You are all right!"

Upon hearing this, the women who came this time all shook their heads like rattles and spoke one after another.

"Chang Zai, I heard that the yellow skin on the mountain is going to kill people, so I dare not go there!"

"Life is important, I think it's safer to stay at the bottom of the mountain!"

"Chang Zai, Madam doesn't want to die, don't hurt me!"

He Changzai said with a serious face; "I have already chased Huang Pizi away, it's okay... Besides, there is a big man like me to accompany you up the mountain, what are you afraid of!"

A group of rural women, you look at me, I look at you, hesitated for a long time before agreeing to go up the mountain with him.

……

At this time, Su Yongchang drove to the farmyard under Nanshan with his granddaughter and several masters.

After inquiring, I learned that He Changzai led people up to Nanshan Mountain, and a group of people went up the mountain.

He Chang is in the mulberry forest, leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade, watching a group of rural women working, humming a little song with a piece of foxtail in their mouths, which makes them feel relaxed and comfortable.

Not long after, Su Yongchang led a group of people, following the voices, to He Changzai.

With a touch of excitement on his face, he said urgently: "Is everything okay today, little brother, I want to discuss some things about root carving skills with you, I don't know if it is convenient or not!"

He Changzai glanced at the group of people and said, "Let me tell you a story!"

"Please say!"

"My Zhou is all ears!"

"So am I, Wu!"

"So is Zhao!"

I usually hold a pair of airs, the root carving masters who are high above the ground, when did they become so low-profile, I am not mistaken!
Su Chan's eyes were wide open, she looked at the scene in disbelief, her mouth could not be closed from ear to ear, and ten thousand alpacas were boiling in her heart.

He Changzai said slowly, "Once upon a time there was an old man who took a gourd and put it on the ground, and put a copper coin with a hole on the mouth of the gourd. Then he scooped up a spoonful of oil and looked at it with his eyes. It's..."

Listening to He Changzai's story, the four masters all felt confused and didn't know what to say.

Su Yongchang spoke first: "I don't know, little brother, what do you mean by telling this story!"

He Changzai smiled and said: "This story shows that the old man who sells friends can make perfect with practice... In fact, I feel the same for everyone sitting here!"

If someone else said this, everyone present would definitely curse, thinking it was an insult to themselves.

But when He Changzai, who is skilled in root carving, said this, they were all convinced.

He Changzai saw the group of people were silent, and continued to speak:
"I think that if one wants to go far in art, then he should not do it with utilitarianism, but a kind of initial love!"

After hearing He Changzai's words, the group of people felt their blood boil, and they felt the urge to pick up a carving knife and start creating and carving immediately.

Simply treat it as a piece of work, not something worth a lot of money.

All four of them were happy and excited, and they spoke one after another:
"I realized it, I realized it...Back to the basics and the truth, the way is simple!"

"Little brother, you really awakened the dreamer with one word, which made me feel enlightened!"

"Little brother, as expected of a person who lives in the mountains, his mind is high!"

"I used to always think about welcoming customers, but not anymore. I want to follow my heart, pick up a carving knife and carve, and don't think about other things!"

He Chang thought to himself that the so-called root carving masters are too easy to fool. He told a little story and said a few words, but they were taken aback for a while, waved his hand and said:

"Since you have already realized it, what are you waiting for, let's go!"

A group of four people looked at each other, showing no intention of leaving.

Master Zhou looked at He Changzai, and said expectantly: "Little brother, we have come all the way here to see your root carving skills. I don't know what you want, whether you agree or not!"

"Let me think about it!"

After thinking for a while, He Chang asked Su Yongchang for a carving knife, jumped up, cut off a mulberry branch, and began to carve.

"What a handsome skill!"

"Young man, you are doing light work!"

"I didn't expect that young man, you are not only superb in carving skills, but also a master of martial arts. You are really amazing!"

"There is nothing to say, I only have two words for you, young man, I admire you!"

He Chang didn't even look at the people around him, and started to carve with his amazing knife skills.

The group of people were dazzled and dazzled, and they were all dumbfounded, astonished.

Accompanied by the flying sawdust, a man in the rain, standing on a wooden boat, wearing an ancient costume, with loose hair, a thin figure and a handsome face, drifted with the crowd.

After seeing the wood carving, the people around clapped their hands and praised it.

"Wonderful, it is another top-grade national style work!"

"Life is unsatisfactory in the world, and the Ming Dynasty made flat boats. This work has a profound concept and makes people yearn for it!"

"The carving is completely natural, without any flaws. Comparing my works to others, I am ashamed of the name of a master!"

"Have you seen the raindrops carved by the little brother? It looks like it's about to drip down. It's so vivid... Boating in the mist and rain is really elegant!"

Su Chan standing beside her had sharp eyes, her pretty face was slightly red, and she said in surprise:

"Look quickly... in that wooden boat that looks like a black-topped boat, there is a woman with a plump body, half-undressed, and a passionate woman holding a lotus fan with a red silk ribbon!"

Everyone suddenly realized that this is a work that appeals to both refined and popular tastes!
"I'll give you this flat boat... In fact, carving is not a static thing. It needs ideas and new ideas to create better works!"

He Changzai said something, turned around and went down the mountain, ready to tell the women in the village who had gone back after collecting the cocoons about some things to pay attention to when sewing silk quilts.

(End of this chapter)