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

Chapter 53 Tumbler
Early the next morning, Saburo and his son set off.

Wang Erlang kept sending them out of the village, seeing the figures getting farther and farther away, he finally dared to feel relieved.It seems that father and mother will not let Mrs. Yao come back because of the pity of the young children.In her previous life, Yao Fu's aunt, Yang Fu, came to join her family. Yao Fu wanted her aunt to live in a proper way, so she matched Yang Fu and her eldest brother, but was flatly rejected by her elder brother.

"Woo..." Wang Erlang recalled this experience, it was too painful, so he squatted in the grass and wept bitterly.

Big Brother's last days are so lonely!
In the previous life, the family suffered from bad luck, and the labor force became less and less. Everyone was too busy to take care of the eldest brother.The eldest brother is cautious, and has the habit of shouting outside every time he goes to the latrine on crutches.He yelled that day, but no one answered, so he entered.Unexpectedly, Mrs. Yang rushed out, seeking death and life on the grounds that her elder brother humiliated her reputation, no matter how she and her third brother explained that her elder brother's eyes were completely broken.

Perhaps life was too hard, and the elder brother knew that as long as he agreed to marry Yang Fu, Yang Fu would stop making trouble, but he still hanged himself that night.

"Woo...my poor brother..."

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

Smash it, smash it, completely cut off the bad luck of the previous life!

That night, the Wang family drank a delicious meal of snake meat soup, and everyone was as happy as a Chinese New Year.

Wang Erlang let out a "hiss" from time to time, not sure if it was pain in his buttocks or he was being burned.As the hero of catching snakes, besides the second elder, he has the most pieces of meat in his bowl.While eating, he suddenly had a whim, and asked Wang Ge: "Age, pig fat can cook oil dregs, but can snakes cook snake dregs?"

Jia Yu immediately reprimanded: "You dare to mention this matter, you were beaten lightly last time!"

The juniors all lowered their heads and held back their laughter. The little Jia glanced lightly at Wang Ge and asked, "Niece, don't forget to teach Ah Shu a lot. When I return home today, I see that your bamboo brush can chop fast enough." gone."

"Let's teach now. I've finished eating, and Ah Shu will come and learn."

"My sister? All right." Wang Shu could only push the rest to his elder brother.

Little Jia: "Hey? Is this still missing?" But the daughter has already followed.

This little girl Wang Shu has a habit of eating, if there is any good food, she will eat it last, and the snake meat will be left at the bottom of the bowl.Wang He stretched out his hand happily, but unexpectedly, his mother quickly took it away and handed it to his father.

Little Jia's mind was hanging on both ends, and then he shouted to the utility room: "Ah Shu will learn from your sister well, and when the time comes, you will be half as capable as your sister, and I will send you to the artisan boy exam."

As soon as Wang Shu responded to his mother, he was cut off by a bamboo knife because of his distraction!
Wang Erlang and his wife came over immediately when they heard the scream, and Wang Shu burst into tears in pain: "Father, woo..."

Wang Erlang admonished little Jia: "Eating can't stop your mouth! Come on, sit here splitting bamboo and answer me, can you try to distract yourself?"

Little Jia immediately shrank her shoulders and slumped her back.

Wang Ge: "Shu, don't cry. Look at my hands. Every time I get a wound, I will imagine the wound as a bamboo joint. The more bamboo joints, it proves that I have grown up and become more and more capable."

Little Jia cursed, "Fart!"

Wang Weng came over and said, "That's right. Erlang, you have to pamper your girl and feel wronged by learning bamboo strips, so don't let her do this, so that she won't be blamed by your husband and wife after working hard from her elder sister."

Wang Erlang shook his head quickly: "Oh, what did my father say about me? How can I blame Age! No, this is not..." Didn't he feel sorry for his daughter? In his previous life, his daughter died before him. In this life, he has to double Pain her, feel better.

Wang He took the cloth and helped Amei wrap her hands.

Wang Shu wiped his tears and said: "Father, father, I want to learn from my sister, and I am willing to learn. Huh... I cry because my hand hurts, not because of grievances. And, mother, I will split bamboo later. Time, can you stop calling me, I don’t dare to answer when you call me, woo... Sister Cong, my hand hurts..."

Little Jia was annoyed: Why are you blaming her?

Wang Ge pulled Congmei and coaxed: "Look at you, it's all right, come with me, Congjie will teach you how to deal with injuries first, and there will be more cuts and scratches in the future."

Little Jia's teeth clenched, and her nails dug into her palms. If she didn't understand that Ge Xizi was taking revenge, her life would be in vain!It's hateful, she has to go out to work early in the morning and late in the evening, so she can't catch the opportunity to deal with this Ge Xizi!

Time flies and does not stay, and it is already the beginning of August in a blink of an eye.

It was almost time to deliver goods to Merchant Feng. Wang Ge was sitting in the courtyard, lying on a newly made tool stool, picking and weaving bamboo threads.The original tool stool, the surface of the stool is too rough, so it can only be used when opening bamboo strips.

The gourd-shaped food box has been woven.

The shell of the Drunken Immortal has also been braided, with a small ball as the head and a round belly as the body. The final decoration has not yet been done.The crushed matter put inside is river sand, which is heavier than mud.There is a lot of natural river sand on the banks of the Qinghe River, so she asked her second uncle to bring some back and pick out the finest ones.

The final shape of Zui Zui Xian is to add hair and a scarf to the top.

The difficulty lies in the weaving of the scarf!
Because the whole thing is small, the towel is naturally smaller, so it is necessary to use homemade fine bamboo needles as tools, and use the method of picking two and pressing two to weave the herringbone pattern.

This process is energy-intensive and eyesight-intensive. Every once in a while, she will open the bamboo thread, and occasionally try to imitate the old bamboo craftsman's blind opening, which will cause the bamboo knife to cut her hands from time to time. Grinning in fright.

Now there are bamboo brushes piled up in a corner of the utility room. It is also because of the practice of making these brushes that Wang Ge has a deeper understanding of the difficulty of the old bamboo craftsman.It is true that you can starve to death just by relying on bamboo brush skills for a living.

Regardless of the age of the bamboo strip craftsmen in the village, everyone can make this item, and the price has already been set, and it is only worth one penny.Even so, buyers have to compare good and bad, such as whether the bamboo thread is finely chopped, and whether the green skin layer is used entirely.What's more, when people buy sauces and oils, the sauce shops and oil shops give away bamboo brushes!
Why do you know that bamboo brushes are so hard to sell?Because when Wang Erlang was selling wheat, he brought some to the village, and brought back a lot of them in the same way.

Then pack it up and sell it to Merchant Feng.

Merchant Feng was still stuck on the [-]th. Wang Ge led him into the courtyard. As soon as he entered, the other party saw a large pile of bamboo brushes, and his professionalism almost turned his face.

Then, he looked to the side strangely, why did he put a food table?
Wang Weng let out a dry cough uncomfortably. In order to prevent the shopkeeper from coming today, the old man specially tied up a Ge scarf, which was the same as that of the drunken fairy on the food table.Wang Weng lightly knocked Zuixian down first, and as soon as his fingers left, Zuixian got up.Press again, start again.

Salesman Feng... strode over.

Seeing that his elder father still didn't dare to pull the thing hard, Wang Yun clasped his hands together and rubbed the "big belly" of the thing vigorously.

Drip yo...

Wang Peng on the side raised his arms to cheer: "Whoever the scarf is pointing at is a puppy!"

Didi Liu... finally directed at himself.

"Wang Jiangtong, what...what is this?" Shopkeeper Feng nervously blocked it with his hand, for fear that it would fall off the dining table.After approaching, his eyes suddenly became straight and tongue-tied!Only then did he discover that this rare object, which would not fall down no matter how much it was turned, was somewhat similar to Wang Weng. The towel and exposed hair were all made of bamboo silk!Very thin bamboo wire!

Wang Ge explained with a smile: "This thing looks like an old man, and it won't fall down no matter how twisted it is, so it's called..."

"It's called a tumbler? Isn't that right? Haha! It's a good name, a good thing, easy to read, and a good meaning!" After Feng's answer, he happily hammered his legs several times.

Wang Ge... well, let's just call him a tumbler.

　Aunt: Refers to my cousin.Relatives of the same generation as cousins ​​include: children of aunts, children of uncles, and children of aunts.

　　
　
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