God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 807 The Old Hen

"Studio?" Cheng Dehai's expression was a bit weird, and he smiled: "I'll open the navigation for you, follow along and you'll know," he opened the navigation directly after speaking.

Xu Jingxing glanced at it, and the destination turned out to be a village called Xiaodeng Village in the western suburbs, which seemed quite remote.

He was puzzled, but seeing Cheng Dehai's smiling face as if he was trying to make a fool of himself, he didn't ask any more questions, started the car directly, and drove over according to the navigation.

It took more than half an hour to drive into Xiaodeng Village. The village is not big, but the living conditions seem to be good. The village has a cement road. Apart from the lush trees on both sides of the road, there are buildings that look quite new. Small buildings, some even small villas, but what surprised him the most was that there were various signs selling paintings everywhere.

That's right, it's the kind that sells paintings, and most of them are under the guise of peasant paintings.

This is a village that sells paintings as its industry!

He would be a fool if he didn't understand after seeing this.

In today's society, as long as you are not lazy or disabled, and you are willing to put in effort or effort, you will not have to worry about food and clothing. If you can figure out some effective ideas, it is not a fantasy to make a fortune, even in countryside.

For example, the peasant painting industry is such an example. As far as he knows, there are not a few villages in the interior that sell peasant paintings as their industry. Although there may not be many who make a lot of money, most of them earn more than farming. The key point is that farming is tiring. Who would like to farm if there are other ways?
So he wasn't very surprised to see this village where farmers' paintings are an industry, but he was a little disappointed. Would a real master of painting stay in such a village?

It's not that he looks down on peasant paintings, but that the level of peasant paintings is average.And even if a real master of mounting is not a painter, he should have basic aesthetics. If he doesn't even have that aesthetic ability, how can he become a master of mounting?

So a master framer with a certain artistic aesthetic ability will settle in a so-called "painter's village"?

He was deeply skeptical.

When he noticed the large advertisements of "peasant paintings" hanging outside some courtyards, his doubts became stronger, because he found that these so-called peasant paintings were really just paintings, not artistic at all. The gap between the works of art is as big as the gap between the iron benches the students sit on and the dragon chairs.

Turning his head to look at Cheng Dehai, he didn't get a response, so he could only drive forward patiently, hoping that Cheng Dehai didn't fool him.

Of course, the most important thing is that everyone has come and entered the village. If you turn around and leave this village just because it is a peasant painter, that would be a bit contemptuous of people, not only looking down on these peasant painters, but also Look down on Cheng Dehai.

Therefore, he took this trip as a way to save Cheng Dehai's face. As for Cheng Dehai's master framer, let's just let it happen, shall we?

With that in mind, under Cheng Dehai's guidance, he drove the car to the gate of a small farmyard.

When he saw this small farmyard, his heart became even colder. Why?Because this small farmyard is too "farm", and it is even more dilapidated than his previous home. The courtyard wall is still the low courtyard wall made of adobe, and the house is also a small one-story house with blue bricks and gray tiles. Grass grew all over the house, and it looked like the home of a widowed and lame old man in their village.

Could this so-called master framer be a disabled and widowed old man?

However, when he got out of the car and followed Cheng Dehai to push the door into the small yard, he immediately put away the contempt in his heart, because although the small yard was not big, it was tidy and tidy. There were no flowers and plants in the yard, only a two-meter What a tall camellia tree, there is a round stone table and two stone benches under the tree, and then there are various framing tools.

There are a wide variety of mounting tools densely packed in the yard to dry, but these tools seem to be numerous, but they can be placed very neatly and regularly, as if they are not drying them, but participating in some exhibition.

Among other things, just because of this rigorous attitude, the owner of this small courtyard is definitely not an ordinary person.

But right here, a gray-haired old lady came out of the yard and snapped, "Who told you to come in, get out!"

This, what kind of attitude is this?
Xu Jingxing was taken aback by the old lady's attitude, even if it was inappropriate for them to enter the door rashly, there was no need to do so, right?I don't know, I thought I was the old lady's enemy.

However, he was not in a hurry to stand out, because Cheng Dehai brought him here, so it was natural for Cheng Dehai to come forward to solve the problem at this time.

In addition, before departure, Cheng Dehai reminded him that the framer master had a bad temper, so he was mentally prepared, but looked at the gray-haired old lady with a bit of a murmur, Cheng Dehai said this is the framer master old lady?
He always thought that the master framer that Cheng Dehai said was an old man, because in his impression, those who can work hard in traditional crafts and achieve certain achievements are mostly men.

This is not because he is discriminating against sex, but because most of the craft work requires sufficient physical support. It does not matter if it is a hobby, but if you want to achieve something, you need to consume more physical and energy than ordinary women. It's quite bearable, even if it's a business that doesn't seem to be very laborious, it's the same.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously opened the eyes of the true face and looked. It didn't matter. The moment he saw the old lady's true face, he was really taken aback, because the old lady's true face turned out to be An old hen.

Uh, that's right, it's an old hen, and it looks like an old hen that is hatching chicks. It looks fierce, with bristling wings, ready to attack at any time, and the sharp mouth He holds a small brush in his mouth, um, the kind of brush used to make mounting paste.

Tsk tsk, the truth of this old lady is really weird, an old hen that can only be used as a frame.

If it wasn't for the old lady staring at them ferociously, he would almost have laughed out loud. The world is indeed so big that there is everything there is. Even if he has seen many different truths in the past two days, I think the truth about this old lady is really interesting.

But Cheng Dehai next to him didn't know this, and he didn't get angry after being reprimanded, but went up to him with a smile on his face: "Mr. Deng, we came here this time to ask for something."

"Say!" The old lady raised her eyebrows and spit out a word from her somewhat shriveled mouth. She looked very much like an old hen before she was about to peck people.

(End of this chapter)