God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 595
For a foodie like Xu Jingxing, facing a table of delicious hot food, he couldn't open his mouth and couldn't do anything.

Seeing this, his mother personally filled a small bowl for him, and brought it in front of him: "Taste it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."

He quickly took it over, "You eat too."

"Well," his mother nodded, but she kept looking at him with piercing eyes, and the expectation and love in her eyes were almost condensed into liquid.

He sighed softly in his heart, took a spoonful of the clear soup, tasted it, and nodded, "It's delicious, the taste is very strong, and the fire is full."

"As long as you like it," his mother breathed a sigh of relief, "Drink more."

In the loving eyes of his mother, he bite the bullet and started to eat and drink. He cleaned up almost all the meals by himself. It was not that he was greedy, but that he really needed so much energy. Working without sleep, and reciting poems with Jin Xiaoxiao, where does the energy come from?Still not from the daily diet?So his appetite has been very large these days.

If it was normal, even if he could eat so much, he would not let go of his belly to eat. After all, it was a bit scary, and anyway, he would not be hungry if he ate less.

His current situation is like this. He can eat a lot, but when he doesn't need it, he can eat three meals a day and two bowls like ordinary people. When he needs it, he can eat three or five meals a day, two pots a day.

But his mother didn't know this, he ate so deliciously, let alone the joy in his heart, kept feeding him food, and didn't realize the seriousness of the problem until he ate it all, "Jing Xing , why do you have such a big appetite? It won't be broken, will it?"

He wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "It's not because of practicing martial arts, eating a lot makes your body stronger."

"It won't affect your body, right?" His mother was still a little worried.

"There are only good influences, no bad influences, so don't worry, I won't support myself."

His mother quickly explained: "I didn't mean that..."

"Hehe, I understand. My appetite is indeed a bit scary. New friends who have seen my appetite will all react to you," he said here, adding intentionally or unintentionally, "When I went to the capital before May Day, I was in Yanyuan. I ran into Aunt Yanzi and had a meal in the cafeteria together, and she was also quite frightened."

"Have you seen her?" His mother was a little taken aback. "Did she say anything?"

"I just talked about things when you were in school, and then he didn't talk about it when he had something to do."

"Your Auntie Yanzi is not bad. She liked your father at that time, and she even hugged you. I remember she was not married at that time," his mother sighed softly, "But in a blink of an eye, we are getting old, and you are growing up too. gone."

He couldn't pick up on this topic, because he knew too little about what happened at that time, so he could only listen to his mother's narration.

But he didn't stay for too long, he got up and left after half an hour, after all, he still had work to do.

His mother was naturally a little disappointed, but she didn't say much. She just asked expectantly, "Will you come tonight? I'll bring you chicken soup."

He shook his head, saw the disappointment in his mother's eyes, thought for a while and said calmly: "You don't have to stay in Daocheng all the time, I will be very busy during this time, I really don't have time to chat with you, and you won't see Na Na, it's not a problem to wait here. If your work and life are delayed because of us brothers and sisters, that would be bad, right? So if you have something to do, go to work, anyway, we have already met and exchanged contacts way, we can meet each other at any time in the future, and we don’t have to rush if we have any ideas.”

His mother's expression suddenly became agitated, "Jing Xing, I have no other expectations in this life, I only hope to recognize you and Nana, and then watch you get married and start a business with my own eyes. As long as these two wishes can be fulfilled, I will You can give up everything..."

Seeing his mother's reaction, he was startled, and hurriedly stopped him: "Don't get excited, it's a matter of course, but Nana and I are not very old, and Nana is still in high school, and it's still too early to start a family. .”

Only then did his mother let out a long breath and squeezed out a smile, "I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself..."

"It's okay, it's okay," he waved his hand quickly, "then I'm leaving."

If he didn't leave, he didn't know what to say. With this strange mother, he felt as uncomfortable as if he had hair on his body.

This time his mother didn't say much, and sent him downstairs to watch him drive away.

It wasn't until he got out of his mother's sight that he let out a long breath. The meal was really awkward, but it felt good, and it was not without gains. At least psychologically, he seemed to accept this mother's tendency. If he could eat a few more meals, the grievances in his heart would probably dissipate. After all, he and his mother have no hatred at all, and even if there was a misunderstanding, it has been resolved.

Thinking of these, he felt a lot more relaxed.

Go back to Dacheng Mall and continue working.

He continued to work, and other things continued to develop step by step. The first was the broadcast of the Daocheng Life Circle column. With the broadcast of his interview, the business in the handmade shop was better, and he almost saved his hard work. The stock was sold out, but the craze came violently, and the withdrawal was also rapid. It lasted for less than three days, and then returned to the original level, even slightly worse.

After all, this purely handcrafted artwork is not a just-needed product, especially for unpopular handicrafts such as bamboo and wood carvings, the market is still too small.

This also made him have to consider developing new products. After all, he had considered this when he named the shop, but he had no time to think about it. He was a little confident in his level of making purple sand ware, and Tang Xianhai was also at home. Give him mud, electric kiln and related tools, but he really doesn't have time to work on those.

So much so that he considered whether to put An Xin in the shop to specialize in woodcarving. Although An Xin's craftsmanship is still a bit immature, it is more than enough to make some ordinary objects, but after thinking about it, he still rejected this plan. He worked so hard to cultivate An Xin, but he didn't want An Xin to work for him, and he didn't want An Xin's level to stop here.

In his eyes, An Xin's qualifications are extraordinary, and his future achievements are limitless. It is a bit of a shame to be a full-time woodcarver in his small shop.

Since he didn't want An Xin to intervene, he could only work hard on himself, running back and forth between Dacheng Mall and the handmade shop every day, and only when he was too tired would he go home to see his sister and take a nap. As soon as he came home last night, except for eating and sleeping, he basically had no time to accompany his sister.

In this way, the work progressed very smoothly. Three months later, the work of Dacheng Mall was finally coming to an end.

(End of this chapter)