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

Chapter 47 The Landlord Is Here
Wang Erlang ducked and hid, holding the bamboo shovel with both hands: "My son is wrong, my son is wrong! Don't beat me, mother. No, it's scum!" He tilted his mouth wide and wanted to eat the thick blackened shovel.

"Get up and go!" Jia Yu made Erlang laugh at his hopeless look.

At this time, a person came from outside: "Is it Wang Jiangtong's house?"

Jia Yu hurriedly hid the bamboo shovel behind her back.The family looked over, and saw that the visitor was in his forties, with an ordinary appearance, a thin figure, and a cloth jacket.Behind him was a little boy with a basket on his back who was about the same age as Wang Zhu, with braids in the sky.

Wang Erlang felt that this gentleman looked familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen him.

At this time, Wang Ge stepped forward with a smile: "It's Ah Yang. Come in quickly, Uncle is..."

The boy carrying the basket is Jia Sanyang who often herds sheep on Shoushipo.

"Sister Ge, I haven't seen you for a long time." After Jia Sanyang replied to her, he raised his head and told the older man: "Uncle Jia, she is Wang Jiangtong."

Wang Weng came out of the house quickly.

This Uncle Jia nodded slightly to Wang Ge, entered the courtyard, and took a rough look at it, not caring about the smell of meat all over the courtyard.Then he bowed to Wang Weng and Jia Yu, and said in a gentle voice, "Grandma Weng, I am Jia Feng, the eldest son of the Jia family in the east of the village."

East of the village?There is only one household in the east of the village!Big family! !
Wang Weng immediately realized, "So it's Jia Di... ah, sir, please come in, please come in." Fortunately, "Landlord Jia" was not called out.

"Hurry up, Age, spread the banquet." The landlord came to the door, and Wang Weng was cautious and anxious.

In order to save trouble or reduce the wear and tear of the mats, farmers' families usually only prepare banquets, and only add seats to the banquets when entertaining guests.The eldest father is so particular, how can Wang Ge still fail to guess the identity of "Jia Feng"?

Wang Weng glanced at Erlang, but Wang Erlang misunderstood and took his mother to hide in the nearby East Wing.

Wang Ge quickly moved out the straw mats and laid them out in the courtyard.Wang He had better eyesight than his father, so he hurried into the utility room.Wang Yun was struggling to move the bamboo mat. Wang He lifted the mat from the back and said in disgust, "The millet is so big! Get up and go! I'll sweep you down again."

"Haha, the millet is big." Jia Sanyang joked at Wang Yun while holding the door panel.

After the banquet was laid, Wang Weng, the elder, sat at the end of the banquet.

Wang Ge poured two bowls of water soaked in wolfberry flowers, Jia Feng called her: "Wang Jiangtong, sit down."

Wang Ge looked at the elder father, and after Wang Weng said "sit down", she sat down on the left rear of the elder father.Jia Sanyang didn't dare to look at the bustle in the sundry room anymore, so he quickly unloaded the big basket and sat down on Jia Feng's right back.

It was getting late, Jia Feng directly explained the purpose of his visit: "Old man, I do have something to do here, I hope Wang Jiangtong can help."

He took one of the two vertical Gebu wrappers in the basket, opened it into a long wooden box, untied the hemp rope that bound the wooden box, put thick cloth on all sides of the box, and inside were three bamboo strips.

He pushed the wooden box over: "This is a bamboo sample, please look carefully at the elder, Wang Jiangtong."

Wang Weng doesn't know how to work with bamboo strips, so what can he see?He moved the box and put it in front of Wang Ge.

Wang Ge looked first: the three bamboo strips are exactly the same, as thin as the edge of a blade, should be exactly two fen wide, soft without touching.It is stored in a wooden box and padded with soft cloth. It is not that the bamboo material is precious, but to ensure that the bamboo sample is not damaged. Only by imitating the bamboo sample strip bamboo can it be accurate.

After watching, it is to look closely.She picked up one first, and looked forward and backward against the light with a pick gesture. The bamboo sticks were all glossy and watery, with blue light in the yellow, with natural texture. It trembled slightly during breathing, showing its lightness.Put it back carefully, and then pick up the other two in turn.

Jia Feng waited for her to finish reading, and asked: "Should Wang Jiangtong know about Qinghe Village?"

"Yes. The examination room for the carpenter class is just outside Qinghe Village."

"Qinghe Village has been buying bamboo strips for a long time since the beginning of this month, and the width, length, and thickness must be equal. To tell you the truth, I also have a bamboo strip maker in my family, but all the bamboo strips must be stripped to the bamboo sample. This kind of level, one person can’t make much bamboo strips in one day. If Wang Jiangtong can make it, I’d like to pay two coins for each bamboo strip, how about it?”

two dollars?Catch up with the price of a rolling lamp!Wang Weng's upper body was visible, and he almost responded directly. "Age, how about it, can it be made?"

Wang Ge nodded: "Yes."

Dare to answer so quickly?Jia Feng frowned slightly.

Wang Ge closed the wooden box first, and then said in detail: "The bamboo materials used in the three bamboo samples are Cizhu, which are more than one year old and less than two years old. The length is longer than that of the bamboo my uncle cut from the wild mountains. It should grow in the shade. From the microscopic texture and color, you can tell that the three bamboo strands are in different positions before being opened, but they are all the top layer of green strips close to the bamboo skin. Therefore... Qinghezhuang’s requirements for receiving bamboo strips are the first three Layers of green strips are all right?"

"As expected of a first-class craftsman boy!" Jia Feng praised him sincerely.Generally speaking, the longest joint of Cizhu is a little over two feet, and it is difficult to reach two and a half feet.Because bamboo itself loves the scorching sun, only those that grow in the shade will compete for joints.

But there is one thing that Jia Feng didn't say, Qinghezhuang purchases green bamboo shoots in different grades, and the three in the wooden box belong to the third grade.The first and second grades cannot be made by his own bamboo craftsman; the fourth grade is a good one, but he will only pay for one if he makes two.Since Wang Jiangtong won the third class, there is no need to take out another wooden box.

Wang Ge was praised, first showed a shy smile, and then begged: "Jia Abo also knows that most bamboos grow towards the sun, if you go to the shady places in the wild mountains to find Cizhu, my uncle will go alone, it is too dangerous . Jia Abo’s family must have no shortage of bamboo materials, why don’t you share some with me and reduce the price of each bamboo stick to one penny, how about it?”

Jia Feng looked at Wang Weng: "I'm fine." She's just a little girl, can she make the decision?
Wang Weng nodded: "That's it."

Next, it was decided that the Jia family would send tenants to deliver the bamboo material tomorrow morning, and the same tenant would still receive the goods every five days.When Jia Feng left, he reminded again: "This is a long-term transaction, and it must not be rough for work."

The whole wooden box was left behind, and Wang Weng saw that Landlord Jia had gone away, so he came back to open the box again, imitating his granddaughter just now, and raised a bamboo thread to look at the light.

"Tsk tsk." The old man didn't see anything, he just felt that there was something precious, not as thin as A Ge's bamboo strips these two days.

Jia Yu came out of the East Wing with her two up-and-coming sons, and when she learned that the business was delivered out of thin air, she was so happy that she saw her teeth and eyes, and immediately asked how to cook Wang Ge's oily residue.

Outside the kitchen, Wang Weng was also happy, so he stopped talking about it, and told them, Erlang's bride, and the younger generation about Jia Feng's identity, so as not to be rude when we meet again.

Even though everyone in the village knew about Landlord Jia, few villagers had the chance to meet them. They only knew that the east of the village was full of fertile land, all of which belonged to Landlord Jia's family.Jia Taigong also fled here during the war in the previous dynasty, much earlier than Wang Weng.

Jia Taigong has seven sons and two daughters, and the three generations of descendants are like luxuriant trees, which outsiders can't figure out at all.His eldest son has passed away for many years, and now it is the eldest grandson Jiafeng who started the eldest son's lineage.Because Jiafeng also has children, according to the "Household Separation Order", he has established his own family.Therefore, Jia Dalang, who the villagers occasionally gossip about, is actually Jia Taigong's eldest grandson.

When Wang Weng said this, the smell of the stove came out again.

　Continue to ask for a monthly pass.

　　Mount (juē): straw sandals.In the Jin Dynasty, there was actually no name for "shoes". For the convenience of reading, "Mangqian" only appears this time, with a brief explanation, and it will still appear as "straw sandals" in the future.

　　Weng Lao: In ancient times, the respectful title for older women who were not related to each other can be called "grandma" or "mother".My own problem is that I am not used to calling "mother", so when this kind of address is involved in this article, I will use "grandma".

　　Feast: Feasts and banquets are actually banquets in essence. The "feast" is a layer that directly touches the ground; in order to prevent moisture, another layer is laid on top of the feast, which is called "feast".People's homes don't have so many standard names, and they usually only spread "banquets", so it's normal to call them "feasts".

　　Millet: In ancient times, millet was used to locate the smallest unit of length "fen".So "the size of a millet" is equivalent to calling Wang Xing the dwarf among the dwarfs.

　　
　
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