God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 12 The Treasure of the Town Store
"Of course, it's a fake." Xu Jingna succeeded in her trick, and she laughed and laughed, completely ignoring Xu Jingxing's blushing face and jokingly said, "Hehe, brother, do you really like Miss Xiaoqing? May I help you confess?"

Xu Jingxing pinched his younger sister's face with a fierce face, "Dare to tease me, see how I deal with you, and what kind of love do you know at a young age, love, concentrate on studying, and if you delay your homework, you will be repeated in grades, hmph .”

"Tch, old antique," Xu Jingna stuck out her tongue, "I'm going to bed, how about you? Here or go home?"

Xu Jingxing patted his sister's head apologetically, "I'm sorry, brother has to go back."

"Go back, let's go back, I have a nurse sister to accompany me, oh, and, Xiaomeng said she would come to accompany me."

"Xiaomeng?" Xu Jingxing couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth when he heard this name, "What is she doing here? It's not enough to cause trouble."

"Come with me, okay?" Xu Jingna said coquettishly.

Of course Xu Jingxing couldn't bear to refuse his sister's request, so he just said helplessly: "Okay, but don't follow her crazy, you know? Otherwise, I will drive her away."

The Xiaomeng his sister mentioned was Tong Xiaomeng, her classmate and her best friend, but how could that girl say, she was too crazy, very mischievous, eccentric and unruly at all. She often ran away from home, and ran to Xu Jingxing's house to spend the night at every turn. The girl's grandmother came out to look for her several times in the middle of the night.

He tried to persuade him before, but was mercilessly mocked by the girl, and he was so angry that he wanted to hit her.

Of course, I got used to it later, and after getting in touch with her, I slowly discovered that apart from being rebellious, that girl is basically a good girl, she has no bad habits, and her heart is not bad.

But thinking of letting such a crazy girl come to the hospital to accompany his sister, he always felt a little flustered: My sister won't be tossed and ruined by that crazy girl, right?

Xu Jingxing talked with his sister for a while, and after making arrangements, he hurried back home, ignoring washing up and continuing to work.

There are 35 carved pieces, and there are less than ten pieces left in one day. If I don’t work overtime to replenish the goods, I will be idle tomorrow.

But no matter how fast his hands are, he can't produce a few pieces in one night, so he didn't continue to make small pieces, but planned to carve two large pieces.Large pieces are expensive and eye-catching, which can play a very good advertising effect. Lao Yang told him in the morning that his booth lacks a few eye-catching treasures.

So he planned to use this night's time to make one or two treasures.

A big piece needs a lot of material, and he doesn't have much material in his hand, only a piece of twisted almond wood, which is more than 30 centimeters in diameter and [-] centimeters in length.But the piece is big enough, but there are some tiny cracks in the material that make it look more like a piece of scrap.

Xu Jingxing thought for a long time before he started to cut.

Almond wood is relatively hard among ordinary woods, and it is quite laborious to carve. Generally, a woodcarver must use a carpenter's hammer to cut the knife, but he can move the knife like flying with one hand. Sometimes even the chisel is omitted. A steel carving knife swished as if it was about to fly, not to mention how fast it was, if anyone who knew it saw it, their jaws would drop in shock.

But even so, it was almost four o'clock after the completion of the work. I simply cleaned up, distilled two steamed buns, ate them hungrily with mustard greens, and then went straight to the antique market.

When I went in, I ran into the manager again. He greeted him with a smile, and gave him a cigarette. Then he opened the stall in the original place. "Zhibao" was laid out by him, several old men who were strolling by immediately stopped and surrounded him.

Xu Jingxing was overjoyed when he saw this: Lao Yang really didn't lie to me, the power of the town treasure really cannot be underestimated.

But at this time, he didn't rush to sell his works like yesterday, but waved his hand with a smile to signal the old men to look casually, and then the old god sat behind the booth and looked at the old men.

But to his disappointment, although several old men were full of praise for this "treasure of the town stall", they didn't intend to pay for it. After a few minutes of admiring it, they wandered away, just to see Strange.

Xu Jingxing couldn't help but swear in his heart, not to those old men, but because the contrast was so strong that his old waist was almost flashing.

At this moment, old Yang Shiran came pedaling on three wheels, and before he got off the car, he screamed, "Damn—"

"Lao Yang, what's the matter? I was taken aback," Xu Jingxing couldn't help joking.

Lao Yang didn't care about unloading the car, and jumped down in front of Xu Jingxing's booth as if he had discovered a new world. His eyes were wide open, and he refused to even blink. After a few seconds, he straightened up reluctantly, "You boy It’s really good enough to make such a baby with a little effort, it’s good, it’s really good, it’s definitely eye-catching.”

Xu Jingxing was also a little complacent, hehe said: "Couldn't it have been done by me a long time ago?"

"Cut, treat me like a sheep who doesn't know anything?" Lao Yang curled his lips, "Is this the color of the thing you made earlier? Look at your waxy skin, it's still full of warmth. If it wasn't made last night, I would have eaten it raw."

"Hey, good eyesight," Xu Jingxing couldn't help giving a thumbs up. Lao Yang is indeed an old fritter, and ordinary players don't have such good eyesight to distinguish the difference.

Lao Yang raised his neck and smiled triumphantly: "That's right, I've been in this place for more than ten years, if I didn't even have this bit of vision, I would have starved to death." Yes, if I had skills like yours, I would have become a multi-millionaire long ago."

"Millionaire? It's a little exaggerated, right?" Xu Jingxing clicked his tongue, "Millionaires can still think about it."

"Why? Look down on this little craft? Let me tell you, there are big deals in this little craft. If you do it well, you can become a millionaire in a year. It's not easy to become a millionaire in ten or eight years. The thing? An old man who practiced stalls with me more than ten years ago has no other skills, but he can burn porcelain. Now he is a provincial master of arts and crafts. More than a month."

Xu Jingxing didn't know if Lao Yang was bragging, but this kind of thing was really possible more than ten years ago, because at that time the economy had just recovered, people's wallets had just bulged, and the handicraft industry had just started, so there were many opportunities, and a little craftsmanship would Don't worry about having nothing to eat.

It's not that simple now. Although people keep saying that traditional trades have declined, in fact there are many craftsmen who have made a fortune silently, but most people don't know it.In recent years, policies have also supported these industries, and there are more practitioners, especially in the more profitable industries. The competition is much stronger than it was more than ten years ago.

(End of this chapter)