How did I become an old artist?

Chapter 37 Slip-ons, machete, village... village chief?
Zhao Chen made a set of camphor wood tables and wooden chairs, and then sat aside to rest.

The tables and chairs still need to be sanded and glazed. This is a long process, so there is no rush to finish it all at once.

The craftsmanship of this set of furniture is extremely high, and the overall look is reserved and restrained, without the slightest flaw.

It is perfect for drinking tea, painting and so on.

"Glaze and wax after polishing, and then bake the furniture repeatedly, and then scrape off the floating wax. This set of tables and chairs is complete."

"It just so happens that several sets of glazes I ordered are ready."

"Next, we can fire another batch of porcelain."

Zhao Chen stroked Xiao Heibei's head, and said to the audience in the live broadcast room.

Everyone looked at the heavy tables and chairs placed aside, and many people asked the price on the barrage:

[Anchor, is this furniture for sale? 】

[It looks very good, can I order a set? 】

[Classic furniture is too difficult to buy, and the top handmade classical furniture is out of stock! 】

【This guy is very good at craftsmanship. If you are interested, you can ask him to order furniture! 】

Zhao Chen lightly rubbed the soft hair on Xiao Heibei's throat, then took out his phone and looked at the barrage.

Seeing many people privately message him to ask the price, Zhao Chen shook his head with a smile and said:
"It takes a lot of work to make a set of furniture. It takes me a long time to make a set of tables and chairs, not to mention furniture such as wooden beds, wardrobes, and screens."

"Woodworking is just my hobby. I make some by myself and keep them at home, and I don't take jobs specifically."

"Now I still make a living by making some porcelain."

Hearing Zhao Chen's words, many people sighed regretfully.

Woodworker Wang Mu, who had been watching in Zhao Chen's live broadcast room, even posted a barrage:

[It's a pity that the anchor doesn't do carpentry, this craft is definitely the top batch in the industry, and can easily receive orders from big clients. 】

What Wang Mu said made sense.

Because there is a big difference between woodworking and porcelain and traditional Chinese painting, that is, the furniture made by woodworking pays more attention to the effect than the reputation of the craftsman.

If the quality of furniture made by masters and ordinary people is the same, the price difference will not be too much.

But porcelain, Chinese paintings, etc., the works of masters are often dozens of times more expensive than the works of ordinary people.

Zhao Chen didn't think there was anything to be sorry about, after all he had many skills, what he wanted to do still depended on his interest.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon after the carpentry had been done all day.

Zhao Chen came to the side of the courtyard wall, opened the fence, and let the two little yellow geese, "Peasant" and "Haonan", walk around in the courtyard.

The two little guys are not short-tempered. As soon as they left the fence, they immediately rushed to Zhao Chen's feet and pecked fiercely at his little white shoes.

The frequency of their small wings fluttering is very fast, and the range of movement is not small.

Zhao Chen was stunned.

He knew that these two little guys had big tempers, but he didn't expect such a big temper.

Not long after he was born, he dared to be so arrogant.

"Wang Wang!"

Zhao Chen didn't say anything yet, Little Heibei couldn't stand it anymore, rushed over and yelled at the two little yellow geese.

Seeing the little black back barking at them, the two little yellow geese changed their targets and rushed towards the little black back again.

Then, I saw Xiao Hei slap each other on the back, easily knocking the two little guys aside.

The little yellow goose lay down on the ground, its two feet kept thumping, then turned around and stood up.

Two little foxes watched from the sidelines, and the elder brother Coke was bold, looking in this direction with curiosity on his face.The younger sister, Jujue, was less courageous, curled up in her brother's arms, and poked her head out to watch.

In the live broadcast, the smell of fireworks from the farmhouses in the mountain villages rushed over.

The drone gave these cute animals a few close-up shots, and the netizens also had a lot of fun watching them.

Zhao Chen looked at the little black back and the little yellow goose.

After the two geese stood up, they seemed to be a lot more honest. They stood still and looked at the little black back, and they were not so aggressive anymore.

"It's true that one thing lowers one thing. Pheasant and Haonan seem to be fearless, but unexpectedly they are quite afraid of jars."

Seeing this scene, Zhao Chen said with a smile.

[Haha, the small animals raised by the host are really fun! 】

[These two little yellow geese have such a temper! 】

[In the future, the big goose stewed in an iron pot will be delicious! 】

Then, Zhao Chen locked the door, took the pot and went for a walk in the village.

Zhao Chen chose to return to the mountain village after graduating from university because he likes such a slow-paced lifestyle.

The ecology of mountain villages is better than that of cities.

The camera shoots past, and birds can be seen flying over the village at any time.

There are still a few cute sparrows standing on the wires of the utility poles.

From time to time, there was a burst of birdsong or dog barking in the live broadcast room, which seemed particularly full of vitality.

Zhao Chen walked on the mountain road, with green trees and weeds on both sides.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared on the live broadcast screen. Seeing this figure, netizens were startled.

In front of the mountain road, a bald old man was striding towards Zhao Chen's direction. He was wearing a small white vest on his upper body, black cloth pants on his lower body, and a pair of black "loafers" on his feet.

The most important thing is that this old man is holding a long knife with a red pendant in his hand, and his face is full of fierceness, like a god of death.

The old man's aura is very strong, and his expression is very fierce, coupled with this long knife.

What a violent person!

The barrage exploded instantly.

[Fuck!The Boxers ran out! 】

【Who is this? 】

[It's so scary, it can't be a murderer! 】

【He seems to be cutting me off! 】

When Zhao Chen saw this person, his expression was very calm. Not only did he not panic at all, but he also had a smile on his face.

Then, he greeted the old man with a smile, and his words stunned the netizens in the live broadcast room.

"Village chief, what are you going to do here?"

Zhao Chen's words came out from the live broadcast room.

Netizens dropped their jaws in shock.

Village. Village head? !
This old man with a machete is the head of this village?

This is too wild.

Zhu Chi, the head of Nuwa Village, heard Zhao Chen's words, looked at Zhao Chen, and replied:
"Er Gouzi's cattle are lost, and they are making trouble on the mountainside. I'll go and have a look."

Hearing Zhu Chi's words, Zhao Chen's complexion changed, and his brows also frowned.

Ergouzi is the nickname of a villager whose real name is Wang Erquan.Later, some people called him Wang Ergou, and gradually many people called him Ergouzi.

Wang Erquan is very nice, and he helped Zhao Chen's family a lot in the early years.Although he doesn't have a life of great wealth, he is also diligent and hardworking. He can maintain his life by herding cattle and farming.

Wang Erquan is a man who loves cattle like his life.Although the purpose of raising cattle is to sell them for money, Wang Erquan will not sell cattle to others if he can live on.

He raised four cows, one of which was very old. Before, many people advised him to sell it quickly and earn [-] to [-] yuan, but Wang Erniu was reluctant to sell it. Now this cow is worthless .

However, a few days ago, his child had a high fever and was hospitalized. He really had no money, so he sold a young and strong adult cow.

According to people in the village, Wang Erquan held the cow and cried for an hour that afternoon.

Life always goes on, and sometimes things don't go your way.

Now Wang Erquan has only three cows left, one of which is very old and dying.

Now that one of Wang Erquan's cows is lost, it is indeed a cruel thing for him.

Zhu Chi, the village head, walked towards the back mountain with strides.

Zhu Chi is a hot-tempered person. The reason why he holds a machete is because he exercises with a machete every afternoon.

When exercising, there will also be a very popular anti-Japanese war song, "March of the Big Sword".

If you pass by the village chief's house at [-]:[-] or [-]:[-] p.m., you will see this scene:
The high-pitched music came out: "The big knife cut off the devils' heads."

A bald old man was holding a big knife, shouting "drink" and "ha", while chopping back and forth with a big knife.

This is already a common occurrence in the village.

Now when the village chief was exercising, he suddenly received a call from a villager. He was worried that something would happen to Wang Erquan, so he hurried to the back of the mountain and forgot to put down the knife.

Zhao Chen was also a little anxious. He said to the netizens in the live broadcast room: "Today's live broadcast ends here. I have to go and see the situation in the back mountain."

With that said, he turned off the live broadcast, and walked to the back mountain with the village chief.

(End of this chapter)