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

Chapter 46
Not long after, Zhang Cang came over, just in time to see the bamboo craftsman's new skill: bending bamboo strips.

Wang Ge first demonstrated a few times to let Xiaolang see clearly the curvature of the bent bamboo strips and what it can be bent into, and taught him the principles that children can understand: "You think of bending bamboo strips again and again as the village xixiu. The road is rammed again and again. Every time it is bent, the bamboo sticks become tougher, and it will not be easily broken when weaving. So when bending it, it will not work if the force is too small, so what if it is too strong?"

"broken."

"Yes. You try it now."

Zhang Cang felt that Sister Ge's words were very reasonable, but at the same time he murmured, how difficult is it to bend bamboo sticks?

He dipped his hands into the water basin, grasped the two ends of the bamboo strip and slowly bent it. The movement was decent, but...he really didn't use any strength, and he did bend slowly, but the bamboo strip was close to the tiger's mouth on his right hand. It broke right at this point.

It didn't bend to the degree of bending demonstrated by Wang Ge!

"The right hand is too strong. Try again."

"How about, Sister Ge bend again, I'll take another look."

"Okay." Wang Ge randomly chose one, held the bamboo stick left and right, slowly bent to a boundary point, and said: "This one is fine. You come." She took out the bamboo stick and put it aside.

Zhang Cang put away his contempt and lightened the strength of his right hand, but he found that he was timid and didn't dare to use his hand any longer.

"Bend." Wang Ge shouted.

Snapped!The bamboo stick is still broken from the position of the tiger's mouth on the right hand.

Zhang Cang was defeated one after another, so he was ashamed to keep breaking off the bamboo sticks that Sister Ge had made. He wanted to go home and practice.

The child left in a hurry because he had a big concern in mind.In the past two days, as soon as his aunt came back from outside, she said, "The craftsman boy is nothing special", and also said, "It's just a reputation, but actually it can only weave bamboo cages."Zhang Cang decided that when his father came back from farming, he must tell his father to tell his mother not to gossip about Sister Ge. Sister Ge is the most capable and sincere sister in the village. Not at all tucked away.

This is called grace!You have to be rewarded, you can't repay your kindness.

How could Wang Ge not see the shame on Zhang Xiaolang's face, it must be Wei Yu who spoke ill of her again.Zhang Cang's aunt is notoriously talkative in the village. If she didn't accept Zhang Cai and Zhang Cang when she sent Zhang Cai and Zhang Cang to learn crafts, Wei Yu might pass her on!

But what to do with this kind of immoral old man?Even Cunxi's violent Ge Yu is not Wei's opponent.

Wang Ge shook his head helplessly, and continued to divide the bamboo threads.Near noon, she suddenly remembered that she hadn't gone to the river to pick stones for a long time, but it was just a pity. To go to Qinghe, she had to pass through the west of the village. murderer.

The words are divided into two parts.

Huan Zhen was successful in solving the case. He just used Ren Suzhi's half-day leave today. He first went to Qinghe Fushui to wash off the dirt from his body, and then went back to Shoushipo. It was already noon.

He kept changing his position in front of the boulder, standing on tiptoe for a while, squatting down for a while.I found the "shou" character pattern on the boulder, and I wanted to make up for the missing "shou" "shou" by relying on the strange mountains on the high slopes in the distance, as in the day, and several locations can be used.

From the beginning to the end, Tie Lei stretched his neck, his head followed the young master's initiative.Tie Feng glanced at the silly brother, and didn't bother to remind him.

Huan Zhen copied his hands and went downhill, thinking to himself: "Is it just a coincidence that day? Or... she was persuaded by her seeing the frustration of the master? A little girl who is only a little bit big, can't it? Tie Feng, do you bring food?"

"Bring it."

"You two eat."

"Then Huan Lang?"

"Adi Wang invited me last time, and I went to eat at Wang's."

When Huan Zhen stood at the courtyard gate and called "Adi Wang", Wang Dalang had already coaxed Wang Peng and his siblings to take a nap, and Wang Ge was playing house with Adi in the kitchen, pretending to be cooking oil residue.The cauldron can be used as a pot. The long-handled bamboo shovel and the long chopsticks are freshly cut. She uses the shovel to poke the bottom of the cauldron and fan it with her hands as if it is too hot, acting as if it is real.

Children entered the play faster, watching from time to time on tiptoes, tilting their heads and squinting at Wang Ge and smiling. "Sister? How long do you have to cook?"

"Come on, do you smell the fragrance?"

Wang Yun nodded heavily: "Yes!"

Hearing the cry of "Adi Wang", the two sisters and brothers came out.

Wang Yun was taken aback for a moment, and then was pleasantly surprised: "Brother Huan? Sister, do you remember? He is Brother Huan. Brother Huan, come quickly, come quickly." He led the other party to the kitchen.

Wang Ge took a slow step, looked at the road, and returned to the hospital after seeing no one else.

"Brother Huan, I sound just like you. Brother Huan just happened to be here, and my sister is cooking a new kind of food called oil dregs. It's almost ready, do you smell the aroma?"

Huan Zhen...

Wang Ge took his younger brother to let him sit in front of the stove, and bowed from a distance: "I met Mr. Huan Lang. I was playing with my younger brother just now, using cakes as pork fat."

Huan Zhen looked into the cauldron... there was only a square cake the size of a fingernail.

Wang Yun smiled shyly: That's right, I forgot that I was playing.

But the cooking is fake, but the cooking method is what my sister said, so it must be true.So he seriously said: "Cooking oil dregs is very simple, that is, cut lard fat into small pieces, cook out the oil in the fat, and the leftover dregs can be eaten as good meat. Brother Huan, you must remember that you can eat it in the future." With the money to buy pork fat, you can eat good meat."

Huan Zhen: "Thank you, Brother Wang, for telling me that I will definitely try it in the future." These words are not perfunctory. The food in Linshui Pavilion is too bad. Even if there is meat, it is mutton and pork with fat. Wheat Crackers.

"Hee. We've already finished our lunch. Brother Huan, if you have nothing to do, why don't you stay for dinner?"

Anglululu... Huan Zhen's stomach growled.

The three of them looked at each other for a moment.

On Lu Ang Lu Lu...

Huan Zhen "come back another day" was drowned in the belly sounds.He came out of the courtyard depressed, Tie Feng and Tie Lei greeted him one after the other, Tie Lei asked: "Huan Lang is ready to eat so soon?"

Ang Lulu...

"Cough!" Tie Lei's eyes were nowhere to rest.

Still Tie Feng was considerate, taking out the reserved wheat cakes from the cloth bag.

In the courtyard, it took a while for Wang Yun's red face to disappear. It was so embarrassing just now, even more embarrassing than what he did. "Brother Huan must be very hungry, so he came to our house to beg for food. If I had known earlier, I would have saved two bites for lunch."

"You save those two mouthfuls, Huan Langjun will not be full. Well, he is very smart and can help me." Although Wang Ge didn't know the boy well, he felt that the boy didn't seem to come here specially for dinner. "Come on, continue to cook the oily residue." Whatever he came for, he had already left anyway, and she rushed back to the stove with a bamboo shovel in her hand.

"Okay, okay." Wang Yun regained his interest, bouncing up and down.

After dinner, Wang Erlang and Wang Ge slipped back into the kitchen, one in charge of the fire, one in charge of cooking fat, and one in charge of the watch.

Soon, there was a smell of fishy, ​​fragrant, and paste in the yard.It doesn't smell good outside, and it smells even more smoky inside the kitchen.

"It's broken, it's broken." Wang Ge kept wiping away her sweat in embarrassment. She was afraid that the pork fat would not be soaked through, so she cut them into small pieces, but when they were poured into the bottom of the kettle, they stuck, and the bamboo spatula could not be moved. , Can't turn over, it will burn soon.

The smell of paste and fishy smell became stronger and stronger, and Wang Erlang wanted to cry without tears. There was a penny he posted in the half liter of pork fat!

When the little Jia's mother and son came out of the house, Jia Yu had strode into the stove and grabbed the bamboo shovel first. Seeing that the situation was not good, the three uncles and nephews all ran out.

Black smoke began to rise from the cauldron, and when Jia Yu saw the pig fat remaining on the stove, she immediately understood and became furious: "Oh my god, you three losers, you dare to ruin everything!"

"Second Uncle, save me." Wang Ge knew he was in trouble, so he and his brother hid behind Second Uncle, grabbing his back coat.

"Prodigal! Tell me! Who came up with the idea?" Jia Yu came out wielding a bamboo shovel, shouting from side to side.

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