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

Chapter 45
At the same time, I have to say that Landlord Jia’s family is really well-informed. After Xiang Zhengsuo led a convoy out of the village, Jia Dalang and Jia Feng drove up with a cart of products. Amaranth and ginger.

Xiangzheng lived up to the wishes of the people and accepted it without hesitation, but paying Jia Feng at the market price must be too much.

Jia Feng didn't dare not take this money, and felt very uneasy.

Xiangzheng said: "Lingran, I happened to entrust you with something."

Jia Feng didn't expect Xiangzheng to know his own handwriting, so he hurriedly said, "Your Excellency, just give orders."

"You must have heard about what happened in the west of the village. After a while, a group of ministers will come again. The township soldiers are not strong enough. Go back and tell your elder father to organize some tenants and help the township soldiers supervise road construction in your spare time. The sooner it is repaired, the earlier the village will benefit, isn't that the truth?"

"Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely do it."

After Xiangzheng continued his journey, Jia Lingran wondered, "Why are there so many carts of bamboo cages? What are they for?"

The life of a farmer is one after another.When there was Yao Shi in the family, they couldn't feel what this slut did, but without her, everyone could really feel that they had shared more work.

The day after he abandoned his wife, and the next day, Wang Sanlang would go to the wild mountains to cut bamboo, pick bamboo leaves and medlar flowers along the way, so he was so busy that he didn't have time to miss Yao Shi.Wang Peng and Wang Yun teamed up to do chores like feeding the chickens and sweeping the yard.Wang Ge went to the field to plant red beans, and at the same time thought about the bamboo wares to be sold to the shopkeeper next month.

Since the price of utensils such as food boxes is high, it must continue to be made, and this time it is changed to a gourd shape that symbolizes auspiciousness.She set a rule for herself, in the future, no food boxes will be made in the same way, so as to avoid the embarrassment of bumping into the food boxes when the children of the rich family go outing, just like bumping into the shirts of the later generations.

In addition to such solid bamboo utensils, she also needs to make a kind of decoration: the drunk fairy.That is, the "tumbler" that everyone knows in modern times.

According to previous history, Zuzuixian appeared in the Tang Dynasty. It is a tool for persuading wine.When people drink, they twist their hands, and whoever the wooden man points at will drink.There is no record of when and by whom it was later changed into a tumbler wearing black gauze.

Of course, this thing cannot be made out of thin air.She first used eggshells to pack corn, and Hutou found out that poking the eggshells did not knock it down. Then she had a "bright idea" and praised brother: "You are really my sister's lucky star. I thought of a novelty and made it. The shopkeeper will definitely accept it."

"Is it as novel as rolling lanterns and bamboo dragonflies?"

"Correct."

With a reason, after the third uncle came back from cutting bamboo, Wang Ge immediately began to strip bamboo.

It is the principle of its stability and balance that Zuixian goes up lightly and sinks down. To be honest, it is easier to imitate than the rolling lamp.If you want the shopkeeper to charge a high price, you can only start with the outer shell, weave it with extremely thin and thin green bamboo, and cover it with special embellishments to make it delicate and pleasing, so that it can become an ornament.

She first used a strip knife to cut out bamboo strips three minutes wide (less than one centimeter) and about one foot long, and separated the green skin from the inner wall.The inner wall is waste material, only the green skin is layered and soaked in a water basin.Water immersion can enhance the flexibility of bamboo chips.Then, relying on the experience accumulated in her previous life, she slowly bent the bamboo slices every short period of time, while tempering the toughness of the bamboo slices, she tried out whether the maximum toughness could meet the requirements she wanted to achieve.

After the toughness condition is met, take it out.Using her homemade sharp stone knife, she cut a small slit in a three-quarter-width bamboo slice, put down the knife, and separated the shreds with bare hands.After dividing this vertical thread, cut a second small slit, and then separate the thread with bare hands.

The entire process from separating the green skin and the inner wall with a bamboo knife to the current hand-splitting of the silk is called "opening bamboo strips".

The bamboo slices will eventually be torn into ten strands to ensure the same thickness.It is of course possible to subdivide it further, but it is not suitable for making the shell of the drunken fairy.

In the previous life, the top bamboo weaving craftsman was able to divide the bamboo threads with bare hands until they were as thin as a cicada's wing and thinner than a hair.Wang Ge's level is far from that of a craftsman. Fortunately, he is young now, so long as he studies hard, he will be able to improve.

All green-skinned bamboo slices soaked in the pot are divided according to this method, and attention should be paid after dividing. Those close to the bamboo skin must be darker in color, and should be placed separately from those close to the inner wall.Their color difference is related to the color transition of the Zuzuixian shell.

The spinning process must be done with full concentration, without any awareness of the passage of time.Wang Ge's eyes, mind and thoughts were all immersed in this, so that when the father and the others returned home, Hu Tou led the father past her, but she didn't even notice.

Wang Weng waved his hand, motioning for Wang Shu to cook dinner.The old man walked lightly, and came to look at the bamboo shreds that Wang Ge had torn. He carefully picked up a piece, and only then did he know how soft it was. Looking at it against the light, you can see the luster of the bamboo texture.

Wang Ge finished tearing up the things in his hands, only to find his father sitting in front of him. "Yeah, it's already this late?"

"Don't worry, I'll ask Ah Shu to cook dinner. Ah Ge, my father asked you, do you want to take the artisan exam this year?"

The craftsman exam is also held once a year, and it is also taken in the county. The time is fixed. It is in late September, and you must register in the village before August.

In the same year, Xin Jiang Tong only allowed the top ten candidates to apply for the exam.However, each craftsman boy can only take the craftsman exam three times in his lifetime. In order to be safe and not waste every opportunity, qualified new craftsman boys generally choose to take the craftsmanship exam in September of the following year.

Wang Ge smiled shyly: "Let the eldest father see it. Yes, I don't want to wait another year." I don't want to be an older examinee.

Wang Weng stroked the bamboo thread in his hand, and said proudly: "My granddaughter can't pass the examination of craftsman with her bamboo silk skills, it is purely because the examiner is blind."

Wang Ge was very grateful: "Father can trust me, I am more confident."

Wang Weng put the bamboo thread back to its original position, lowered his voice, but said very solemnly: "Take the time to weave a window mat, the same as the one the Yao family took away last time."

Wang Ge Yilin: "Yes." Elder father could mention the Yao family for no reason, it must be the elder father who told the elder father about his doubts about Wang Zhu.

At dinner time, the family was still not quite used to the absence of Yao Shi, and the third room was naturally even worse.Wang Peng was fine, but Wang Zhu and Yaomei were tearful, and their noses were all snorted throughout the meal.

In the early morning of the next day, everyone in Sanfang had swollen eyes, which showed that they cried a lot all night.This kind of thing can't be persuaded, it stands to reason that for Yao Shi to do such evil things, just being abandoned is enough to spare her.

Wang Erlang didn't go to Tianpo today. He had to go to the township with other neighbors who harvested flax. Every year, the new flax was sold to the same oil shop by the villagers.Barter, all replaced by old grain, or millet or wheat.Rent is paid for new grain, and the rest is exchanged for old grain. This is basically the case for Chaimen farmers.

Wolfberry flowers are also packed in half sacks, which can be sold to pharmacies or shopkeepers.

While making bamboo leaf porridge, Wang Ge watched the movement in the courtyard. Seeing that the second uncle was about to go out, she chased him out, and gave him all her belongings... four money, and entrusted him as if doing some mysterious and important event: "Second uncle Help me cut some pig fat back."

"What? Who's sick again?"

"I."

"What's the matter with you?"

"Greedy."

Wang Erlang swallowed his saliva, bad, bad, gluttony is indeed a disease, and he also suffers from it.

Wang Ge didn't know how to cook in his previous life, and he didn't learn cooking skills after time travel. He stayed in the kitchen for several years, either cooking bean porridge or steaming wheat cakes. He had a big appetite, but his body became thinner and thinner.Anyway, four dollars can't support anything big, so I'll go all out, cut lard and refine oil residue to eat.

As for how to practice?She didn't believe that she, a first-class craftsman boy, couldn't handle it!
　葑: Sound fēng.A vegetable, also known as manjing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)