Bandit girl unscrupulous: kidnap a prince to farm

Chapter 387 Chapter 440
Lou Changxu tilted his head to look at his uncle, pouted.

Mu Jinyan couldn't help smiling, took out a piece of cheese from his arms, crumbled a little bit and fed it to his little nephew.

Only then did Lou Changxu smack his lips, and reached out to his uncle for a hug.

Uncle is also very good. Uncle feeds himself delicious food, so I want to hug him.

The steamed stuffed bun twitched and twitched, nestling contentedly into his uncle's arms.

Seeing how her son and elder brother were getting along in harmony, the little girl couldn't help but nodded, and continued to look down at the latest account.

At the leather goods factory on the outskirts of Luntai, Gong Laosan frowned and looked at the leather in his hand. The carving knife in his hand was either put down or put down.

In front of him, there were a lot of cut and rotten skins, all of which were unusable and piled aside.

He is used to dancing with knives and guns. It stands to reason that such a small carving knife should not trouble him, but for some reason, just a slight movement of the knife in his hand immediately cut a big hole in the skin, let alone Said to do knife work on such a soft leather.

Gong Lao San glanced to the side irritably. His brothers are all obediently doing knife work with their heads down. They have now been directly promoted from the first stage to the third stage, and many of them have even started to sheepskin I have carved, but I am still in the first stage, simply practicing with a knife!

Unwilling to be weaker than others, Gong Laosan snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and continued to slash, but the result was still the same as before. Before he could use any force, another big hole appeared in the skin, and even the table was turned into a big face by him.

Gong Laosan looked at the new scratches on the wooden table and was deeply entangled.

Ling Chuwu walked over with his hands behind his back, glanced down, snorted coldly, shook his head and walked away slowly with his hands behind his back.

Every time!
Gong Laosan stared at Ling Chuwu's back with hatred, every time he did not do well, this old guy would run out, either shaking his head and sighing, or coldly snorting, looking at himself like a fool, although he Gong Laosan's ability is not as good as Mu Guangtou, but no matter what, he is still better than this old man.

Casually throwing the rotten leather aside, Gong Laosan picked up a new piece of leather and squeezed hard with his hand, and there was another big hole in the leather.

"Oh, you are so stupid!" Ling Chuwu couldn't stand it any longer, and jumped out from the side, pulled out the leather that had already been scratched, spread it out in his hand, and looked at it again and again with distressed expression.

"You ruined such a good leather, what's going on with you!"

Ling Chu Wuqi's head is about to smoke. Don't think that leather goods are easy to make. It takes time to dry the leather alone. You also need to choose the right weather. It's rainy on a cloudy day, not waiting for the leather to rot what?Although these are not good skins, they can't be ruined like this?
As a senior leather craftsman, Ling Chuwu felt deep resentment in his heart.

The more he thought about it, the less he wanted to see this Gong Laosan. Looking at the man sent from the prison, he was definitely not a good person, and looking at the thin and long scar on his face, he was even less like him. Nice guy.

And he made his precious skin like this, this guy is definitely not a good person!

After a few days of getting along, in Ling Chuwu's mind, Gong Laosan has been upgraded to a big villain, so no matter his words, deeds or expressions, he didn't give this scarred man any good looks.

Now it is even more vicious to teach: "Are you really here to reform through labor? You don't want to come here to demolish our leather factory, do you?"

Gong Laosan was already in a bad mood, but hearing what the old guy said made him feel even more upset.

"What did you say?!" He was about to stand up, but was pushed back by the guards around them.

"Sit down!" The yamen servants also spoke in an annoyed tone.

The concubine said that for a serious criminal, he would rather lie down than sit, and would rather sit than stand. This is called safety first.

Gong Laosan snorted coldly, since he couldn't stand up, he could only look up and glare at Ling Chuwu.

Lin Chuwu didn't pay attention to him at all, but still looked at the cut leather in his hand very distressed.

Looking at the pile on the table again, Ling Chuwu's heart ached, he simply snatched the knife from Gong Laosan's hand, sat aside, collected all the broken skins, and began to carve carefully.

After a while, many lifelike plants came into being, including fully blooming peonies, budding crabapples, green leaves, and slender wicker. Ling Chuwu used the shape of broken leather to carve each one. The old man's wrist Flexible, because the speed of proficiency is fast, all the sculptures are completed in a short time, and the people around can't help but giggle.

Gong Laosan also stared dumbfounded at the table full of things, and his hatred for the old man was completely transformed into deep admiration.

The old man got another whole piece of leather, put some glue and needles on it, and sewed it up with a little bit of glue.

After a whole morning's work, a staggered picture of spring scenery by the lake jumped out. The leather was already dyed in colorful colors, red was delicate and green, and the green was fresh. The whole spliced ​​picture seemed real from a distance. It is more lifelike than landscape painting.

Gong Laosan really admired him. This old man is really good, and he is worthy of being the craftsman who manages this place.

Gong Laosan completely admired this old man.

Ling Chuwu dried up the glue, picked up the whole picture and looked at it, the yamen servant couldn't help laughing and said: "Mr. Ling's kung fu has improved again. The princess and concubine saw it, and she must reward him again!"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled. Rewards are not important. When a person has no worries about food and clothing and can immerse himself in the things he likes to do, he is the happiest and happiest there.

The old man glanced back at Gong Laosan, and seeing a little twinkle in his eyes, he threw another small piece of leather over, stuffed Ke Dao into his hand by the way, and said, "Fool, you should still be here!" How about killing people? This is skin, not flesh and bones, can you use your wrists hard? You know how to use brute force!"

The old man got up and left while talking. He had already gone far away, but he still couldn't help nagging: "If you put your arms around your daughter-in-law, won't you pinch her to death?"

Gong Laosan laughed back angrily, looked at the back of the old man leaving helplessly, then picked up the leather and the knife, recalled what the old man said, shook his wrist tentatively, and then carefully lowered the knife.

Maybe Ling Chuwu's words were right, or maybe Gong Laosan really paid attention to it. Anyway, this time it didn't get scratched, but left a straight mark on the leather.

Gong Laosan's face was full of joy, and he couldn't help smiling at Pi Zi, looking silly.

(End of this chapter)