I went ashore by weaving straw shoes and became a master craftsman

Chapter 44
In the countryside, Ge Teng Lane.

Since early in the morning, every household has been spinning thread, and the "buzzing" sound can be heard from far away.While working hard, the girl's singing also flew over the wall: "Ge Zhiqin Xi, apply it to Zhonggu, Weiye Momo. It's mow or scorpion, it's for 絺 or 綌, and it's useless to obey."

Shopkeeper Feng's heart itch when he heard that, he really wanted to talk to him, but he was afraid of being beaten.His mule cart couldn't get in, so he shook his rattle at the entrance of the alley.Liu Bo heard the movement, talked to his mother, and left the courtyard.

The children from the neighbor's house chased each other and ran past him with a smile, knowing that the shopkeeper was coming.

"Liu Xiaolang?" Shopkeeper Feng let the children surround the car, told them not to damage things, and waved to Liu Bo with a smile. "Oh, Liu Xiaolang, thank you for pointing me out, that little lady Wang, tsk tsk tsk, is indeed a first-class craftsman boy, and she showed me a lot of rare things."

"Rare things?" This was beyond Liu Bo's expectations. The shopkeeper has traveled all over the world and has seen a lot. He also wants to see things that can be called rare by the other party.

In order to display the bamboo dragonfly, Feng Merchant specially wedged a wooden stick on the car board.He said "Look", picked up the bamboo dragonfly, stretched out his left index finger, and tapped it, with an arrogant expression on his face, as if he had made this object.

The children were surprised in unison: "Wow..."

Liu Bo was also moved, because before the other party picked up the object, he thought the object and the stick were one.

The children surrounded the shopkeeper, almost loosening his belt: "We want to see too! Uncle put your hands down."

The shortest child who couldn't get close was anxious, and shouted: "Huh, I'll go home and find my father and buy it."

In order to save his trousers, the shopkeeper hastily handed the bamboo dragonfly to Liu Po, but it was a pity that these children still only picked him.

Liu Bo asked: "This thing is like a dragonfly, without glue, how can it stick to your fingertips?"

"Hey, this is called a balanced bamboo dragonfly, isn't it rare? Only Wang Jiangtong's family has it, and she made it to coax her younger siblings to play with... Yes, it's called a toy. Xiao Lang doesn't have to be careful, it won't fall off. I keep it for myself. I got one, and it stayed steady overnight on a wooden stick, just like a real dragonfly landed on the grass."

In fact, Liu Bo had already figured out the way at this time, and he asked interestedly, "How much? I want one."

"Wait a moment." The shopkeeper first dragged a bunch of small tails to the side of the car, put another bamboo dragonfly on a straw stick, and yelled at them, "you can only see it, but you can't touch it." Then he came back and whispered to Liu Po: " Xiao Lang knew Wang Jiangtong, so I won't hide it from you, I paid for this item for four dollars, and you can give me two extra foot money."

Liu Bo nodded and asked, "Just now, I heard from you that there is more than one rare item."

"Don't mention it. It's a kind of lantern. It's not a running lantern. It's a bamboo lantern that can spin around and keep the candle burning. Unfortunately, it takes up too much space and the purchase price is not suitable, so I will confiscate it. If Xiaolang is interested, I will go back to Jia Shecun will bring you one, free of charge, haha."

"Thank you very much then."

The shopkeeper suddenly remembered: "Oh, by the way, he also accepted the bamboo hairpin carved by Wang Jiangtong." If it wasn't for the first-class craftsman boy, he would really look down on these two bamboo hairpins and put them together with small things. Stored in a bamboo basket.

When Liu Bo picked up the bamboo hairpin, the child who went home first to call daddy dragged the adults over.

The child kept pointing at the bamboo dragonfly, crying anxiously: "That's the one, that's the one!"

Merchant Feng hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Xiao Lang, there are still three bamboo dragonflies left!"

Only three left?The children around the cart all ran home.

If Wang Geruo is here, he must applaud the salesman. Isn't this hunger marketing?
The child's father was so entangled that he didn't even hear the word "bamboo dragonfly", so he had no choice but to inquire: "How much is this wooden moth?"

"Ten dollars."

"Ten dollars? So expensive!"

"Is it still expensive? Listen to me..."

Liu Bo stared at the heads of the two hairpins carved by Miss Wang, the more he stared at them, the more he felt that what she imitated was not the shape of bamboo, but the character of bamboo!
The three leaves of each hairpin head seem to be stretching the tough muscles and bones of green bamboo, the thinner the place, the stronger it is!
Gradually, Liu Bo rejected the bargaining of buyers and sellers, the roar of the spinning wheel, and all the noise in Liu Bo's ears.

zheng...

A "bamboo" character with iron and silver hooks reveals its clues in a way of handling the brush that he has never seen before!
Jasher Village.

At noon, the rulu motorcade had a terrifying momentum and finally left the front of the Wang's courtyard.

The neighbors in the village who surrounded the road waited until there was really nothing to see, then whispered to each other and left: "I was terrified. I thought that Wang Jiasanlang abandoned his wife and killed someone, so he was about to be arrested."

"Me too! Who would have thought that he was here to move things? Tsk tsk tsk, his young lady Ge is so upbeat, she has already started a business with the government."

"Striving for spirit is striving for spirit, but I see that the craftsmanship is really ordinary. They are all round cages tied with bamboo rings. It seems that no one can tie them."

Regardless of whether San Lang abandoned his wife, or this rolling lamp business, it will definitely be discussed by the villagers for a while.No one said behind that person, Wang Weng, grandparents and grandchildren pretended not to hear.They stood at the gate of the courtyard and waited until they could no longer see the convoy before returning to the courtyard with lingering fears.

Who would have thought that Mr. Tie Lang arrived as promised, but there was a prison cart sandwiched between the ox carts he brought!
People in Jiashe Village haven't seen a prison van for many years.

The fence around the prison car was as thick as legs, although the car was wide, but the roof was not high.The prisoner was stuck in the neck by the top of the shackles, and could not stand up straight or squat down. Mr. Tie Lang said that the prisoner had to squat in the county like this.

Only those who committed serious crimes and murdered people were directly detained in the county. For minor cases, they could be tried in Linshuiting.

The more Wang Weng thought about it, the more afraid he became. Fortunately, there was a false alarm last night, if it really set the surrounding courtyards on fire...

He sternly warned: "Age, Hutou, Ah Peng, and Ah Ai, have you seen it? You will be punished for doing bad things! No matter what you say or do in the future, you must put your heart in order! Even if you are poor for a lifetime, you can't be sad for a while." ! Did you hear that?"

"I heard!"

The eyes of the Wang Peng brothers and sisters are still swollen, and they feel at ease after following the father closely all morning.

Wang Weng took pity on them and deliberately asked: "A Peng, Ah Ai Zhenjun, who braided you two? It is one mile longer than the tiger's head."

"It's sister Cong." Wang Ai was so shy, she hugged Wang Ge's lap.

Finally, the courtyard was vacated again, and the openness was restored.Wang Dalang was groping to untie the clothesline. Just as Wang Weng wanted to change it, Wang Ge went to untie the other side, and said enviously, "Father is really tall, and he can reach it with just raising his hand. Unlike me, it takes a lot of effort to stand on tiptoe. "

Wang Dalang smiled: "Don't move, stop flashing, I have already untied it."

"Hey!" She responded happily, but really didn't care.

Wang Dalang stroked the rope and moved around, taking small steps to touch another bamboo pole. "By the way, people don't think our rolling lamps are bad, do they?"

Wang Weng saw that the eldest son's eyes were completely blind.The old man let out an "ah" with a weak voice, trying to pretend to be okay and talk to Erlang, but shook his head, his eyes became more sour and his throat became more sluggish.

Wang Yun's mouth was even more sad, and he was as early as him, and he stayed with his father the longest, and he knew that his father's eyes were failing earlier than his sister.The child threw himself in front of his elder father, so sad that he tried to hold back his tears.

But Wang Ge was still fine. He coiled the untied clothesline and babbled: "Father, don't worry, all the roller lights have been pulled away. They praised us for our hard work. It's just that this thing really takes up space, and it took a lot of time to pull it." The big cart, those cows are brisk. Also, at that time, all the green bamboo strips were carried, so what to do with the remaining yellow bamboo strips? It can’t really be used as firewood.”

"That won't do!"

"Why don't you try, father, and use these yellow strips to weave a Shau Kei?"

"Can it work?"

"I think it will work."

"Wang Jiangtong said yes, so it will work. Haha." This is the first time in the four years since his late wife left that Wang Dalang laughed heartily.

　The Book of Songs "Guofeng Zhounan Ge Tan": Ge Zhitan (tán) Xi, applied to Zhonggu, Weiye Momo.It is mow (yì) is 濩 (huò), it is 絺 (chī) is 綌 (xì), and it is not 斁 (yì).It means: Pueraria is long and long, spreading in the valley, and the vines are lush.Cut vines, steam and cook, weave fine cloth and coarse cloth, wear it on your body and never get tired of it.

　　Glue: sound jāo.finger glue.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)