Nongmen Xianggong is a koi

Chapter 80 Not Human, But God

Some of the apprentices' skills in the workshop can be mastered, and some of them are still at the level of weaving some rough bamboo baskets. In the matter of teaching, there is a long way to go.

The pressure on Song Jingyun and Jiang Youcheng was not small, and they were busy teaching apprenticeships in the workshop almost all day long.

Here, Jiang Mixia also started to draw a new puppet pattern. After drawing, he made a clay puppet according to the puppet's appearance.

In spring, there was little work in the fields, and it was not time to grow cotton, so Jiang Chunyu would often bring Jiang Maihua to the house to find Zhu Guangtai to play with, while helping Jiang Mixia make clay puppets.

Jiang Maihua is young, she is just playing with mud.

Jiang Chunyu thought he didn't have this skill, so he just made his own clay bowls, clay plates and so on with great interest.

As for Zhu Guangtai, seeing this clay puppet for the first time, he thought it was very rare, so he made it as Jiang Mixia made it, but because he didn't have that skill at all, it was the same as when he made a snowman back then.

"This is really difficult." Zhu Guangtai was a little frustrated.

"It's okay, it's okay, not everyone has the skills of Sixth Sister." Seeing that Zhu Guangtai's performance was not as good as when he was making clay puppets, Jiang Chunyu felt a lot more balanced.

He is not alone!

"You can't say that, your sixth brother-in-law is very skilled." Jiang Mixia put the deer's antlers on carefully, and said with a smile.

"Sixth brother-in-law, is that a human? That's a god!" Jiang Chunyu said solemnly.

Jiang Mixia, "..."

"Uncle is a god?" Zhu Guangtai couldn't believe it.

God, live in heaven.

Where can one live on earth?

Zhu Guangtai's eyes widened, "Impossible."

"It's almost as good as a god. Anyway, I haven't seen anyone who can spear a harpoon as well as weave baskets and make clay puppets so well. I always feel nothing. Things that the sixth brother-in-law can't do." Jiang Chunyu was full of pride when he spoke, even his chin was raised, and his face was full of complacency.

"Wow..." Zhu Guangtai opened his mouth wide in amazement, "The clay puppets made by my uncle are even better than those made by my aunt?"

Zhu Guangtai had seen Song Jingyun weave bamboo baskets.

With the quick hands and the flying bamboo strips, Zhu Guangtai felt that his eyes were not enough.

Song Jingyun's snowman is still so well piled up.

Just now Jiang Chunyu said that Song Jingyun is also very good at forking fish!
Now, Song Jingyun is also very good at making clay puppets?

"Of course." Jiang Chunyu was boasting vigorously, and when he raised his eyes and saw Song Jingyun entered the house, he hurried over to hold him back, "Sixth brother-in-law, come and make a clay puppet for Guangtai, let him see your handicraft ?”

Want to show off your craft?
That's no problem!

Song Jingyun agreed, rolled up his sleeves, took some clay, and squeezed a little rabbit out.

"Wow..." Zhu Guangtai couldn't close his mouth again. He held the little rabbit in his palm, looked at it carefully, and couldn't put it down.

After seeing enough, when he raised his eyes to look at Song Jingyun, his face was full of little stars.

Uncle, you are really a god!

It's really amazing!
Seeing that Zhu Guangtai had a little rabbit, Jiang Maihua who was beside him didn't play with the mud in his hands, and came over, "Uncle, rabbit, I want a rabbit."

"Okay, I'll pinch one for you too." Song Jingyun pinched Jiang Maihua a rabbit similar to Zhu Guangtai.

Both of them had mud rabbits, so they got together and made a fuss.

"Why are you back now?" Jiang Mixia didn't bother to ask Song Jingyun, "Is the workshop over?"

"Father asked me to come back and rest for a while." Song Jingyun scratched his ears, "I said I wasn't tired, but my father insisted on letting me come back, saying that if I stared there, others would be under too much pressure, so I couldn't teach well. I'll go see what they made up tomorrow..."

Jiang Mixia, "..."

That's true, if the master is too powerful, the apprentice will be easily stressed.

In particular, Song Jingyun really deserves to be an interstellar person. He can make things quickly and well, and behaves like a robot. Working with him does require a strong psychological quality.

Especially those apprentices knew that Song Jingyun only learned to weave baskets after he came to Jiang's house, and they became more and more suspicious of whether they were idiots.

Jiang Youcheng asked him to come back and rest, guess it was a helpless move.

"Idle is idle, help me make the clay puppets." Jiang Mixia said.

The clay puppets made by Song Jingyun are more aura than those made by her, and their expressions are better, which is also more beneficial for Qiu Jina as a puppet.

There is no reason not to agree to help my wife with work.

"Success." Song Jingyun responded and started to work.

Zhu Guangtai and Jiang Maihua, who were playing with rabbits there, saw Song Jingyun starting to make other clay puppets, and surrounded them again.

Watching the ordinary clay mud turn into all kinds of cute little animals in Song Jingyun's hands, the mouths of the two little guys opened at the same time, unable to close them for a long time.

He didn't even notice that Zhu Yongwu was back.

After the Chinese New Year, the days became warmer day by day, and Zhu Yongwu's foot injury was basically healed. In the past two days, he went to clean up the place that he hoped to build a house, and prepared to ask someone to dig the foundation.

Today, I also went to see the place that sells blue bricks and wood, and is going to buy blue bricks, beams, and wood for rafters.

He wants to rush forward for the work that can be rushed forward, otherwise he will always disturb Jiang's house, and he feels really sorry.

After working non-stop for a long time, he is very tired now.

When I came back now, I saw Zhu Guangtai and Jiang Maihua surrounding Song Jingyun, stretching their necks and concentrating on it. Zhu Yongwu laughed, "What are you two doing around uncle?"

"Father is back." Zhu Guangtai threw himself into Zhu Yongwu's arms like a bird, and showed him the little rabbit in his hand, "Let's see my uncle making a clay puppet here. It's so pretty. Daddy, look at how uncle is doing it." The little rabbit we pinched."

Zhu Guangtai was so excited that the rabbit in his hand almost hit Zhu Yongwu's face.

Zhu Yongwu took a step back, and only then did he see clearly the mud rabbit in Zhu Guangtai's hand.

It is vivid and different from the rabbits made by ordinary people. The lines are not as fine as ordinary rabbits, but the rough lines make this little rabbit more lively and cute.

"This rabbit is so pretty." Zhu Yongwu nodded in praise, and couldn't take his eyes off the little rabbit for a long time.

The rabbit is so beautiful, just squeeze the mud of the rabbit...

Zhu Yongwu asked curiously, "Where did this mud come from?"

"Chun Yu dug the soil from near the river." Jiang Mixia replied, "I think it's clay. It's suitable for making clay puppets, so I've been using it all the time."

"What's wrong with this clay?" Seeing Zhu Yongwu's serious expression, Jiang Mixia asked.

"This clay is fine in texture and has few impurities. If it is used for firing porcelain, it is the best." Zhu Yongwu said.

　Song Jingyun: Another day of being praised~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)