Otherworld's Organ Master

Chapter 5 Without Eyes (Please!)
In two days, No. 11 craftsmen of pieces of bamboo silk appeared in Jinzhu Village.

By the end of the first day, Chang Ming could continuously produce complete bamboo threads, with a success rate of 90%.Not only that, but the quality of the bamboo shreds he sliced ​​has also been greatly improved. There are still some problems with the thickness, and the thickness has been able to achieve uniformity.Such bamboo silk has been processed to meet the standard of Lianjia receiving goods.

However, Chang Ming was not satisfied with this. He continued to practice repeatedly. After two days, his success rate reached 100%, and the thickness of the bamboo silk was only half of the original one.

The villagers were amazed, and said that they had never seen anyone who was as quick as him.Even Lao Ping has a column full of notches, representing hundreds of failed bamboo poles.

Faced with the villagers' praise, Chang Ming just smiled. He knew very well that the reason why he was able to make such a good film so quickly was because he had solidified his basic skills when he was a child.Although his grandfather never taught him after junior high school, he has already developed the habit of practicing hands.In the following ten years, I did not relax my practice for a single day.

His hands are steady, he never touches alcohol, and he controls the strength of his hands extremely finely.It is precisely because of this ability that he was able to produce excellent broken gold threads so quickly.

He can now slice about forty bamboo strands on a bamboo pole, which has never exceeded the number of Lao Ping.This means that the bamboo threads he slices are not as thin as Lao Ping, and the waste rate is higher than his.

Chang Ming secretly made up his mind, this is the direction of his next effort!

When Chang Ming arrived in Jinzhu Village, the end of the month was approaching, and on the last day of each month, even the family would come to collect the goods.

On the first night, all the broken gold wire products were handed over to the village head's house, and the village head counted them down one by one.

Chang Ming participated in the last batch of shipments, and the quantity was [-]% more than usual.

The village chief was a little surprised. There used to be ten silk makers in the village, but now only Chang Ming was added. How could there be so many more?

Lao Ping's words are always so short: "He is fast."

The village chief was even more surprised, raised his head and asked, "Faster than you?"

Lao Ping said, "15 minutes."

The village chief was even more surprised.He knew very well that it took Lao Ping half an hour to finish a bamboo pole, but Chang Ming shortened this time to half!
The village head sighed and said: "It's a pity that this child is not a mechanism engineer..."

Of course, it doesn't mean that a good silksmith can definitely be a mechanism engineer, but he has at least shown his talent in this area.

The village chief thought about it, and made up his mind that he must have a good chat with the people from Lian's family, and find a way to contain Qi's family, so that Chang Ming would not be hurt too much.

When Lao Ping came out of the village head's house, he saw Chang Ming working under the eaves by the light of the lantern.His movements were nimble and quick, and long strands of bamboo kept appearing in his hands, and quickly piled up beside him.

Chang Ming's eyes were shining brightly, and his eyes were extremely focused.Lao Ping was standing not far from him, as if he hadn't seen it at all, he was completely focused on his work.

Lao Ping found that every movement of his has a special rhythm, everything, one send, two shakes, and finally a small roundabout, which seems to be exhausted.The rhythm of each film is exactly the same, there is no difference at all.

Chang Ming finished cutting one bamboo pole and was about to pick up another one when he found Lao Ping and raised his head and smiled at him.

Lao Ping couldn't help exhorting: "The light is bad, watch out for your eyes!"

He is usually taciturn, and a sentence of eight characters is already very rare.

Chang Ming realized his kindness, and smiled gratefully: "It's okay, actually I don't use my eyes much anymore."

Don't use your eyes much?If it weren't for Lao Ping, the first silksmith in the village, another person might not be able to understand what he meant.

If Lao Ping has realized something, his whole set of movements has formed a set of fixed hand feeling, even if he is blindfolded, there will be no mistakes.

Alas, I am an old bamboo craftsman for decades, but I am not as good as a young man who has only studied for a few days!Moreover, since he started studying, he has never seen him stop.This kind of talent, this kind of hard work, if he doesn't succeed, who will succeed?
Lao Ping, with a rare trace of annoyance, shook his head, turned and left.

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Chang Ming got up early the next morning and went up the mountain with the men in the village to cut bamboo.

The bamboo forest is said to be behind the mountain, but it takes half an hour to actually walk.Pass through the grove behind the village and climb up the hillside. When you look down, you can see a large green bamboo sea. The wind blows the bamboo leaves, making a rustling sound, and the shining golden awns shine in the rising sun. The next appearance, very good-looking.

People from Jinzhu Village come here every day and are very familiar with every corner of the bamboo forest.

The ecology of Broken Golden Bamboo is quite special. Old bamboos and new bamboos can grow better if they are mixed together.Therefore, people in the village will not focus on one place when cutting bamboo, and will mark the nearby bamboo wherever they have been cut.

After walking in the bamboo forest for a while, Changgen suddenly let out a "huh".

The people around him heard it, stopped in their tracks and asked differently: "What's the matter, long roots?"

Changgen pointed to a bamboo and said, "Something seems wrong?"

He said: "I tied the rope on this bamboo before. I am used to tying it to the bamboo joint. Why is it slipping down now?"

Another villager said, "Did it slide down if it wasn't tied firmly?"

Another person said: "Chang Gen is not you. Chang Gen is the most meticulous in his work. How could he make such a mistake? If he said it has changed, it must have changed."

"There are snakes?"

"If it's a snake, it must be a big snake."

"If it was a big snake, we would have found it long ago."

Everyone discussed it in a hurry, and Lao Ping made a final decision: "Be careful, let's go."

Whether it's a human or a snake, the Golden Bamboo Forest doesn't belong to them, and it can't stop others from entering.Just be careful and be safe.

Chang Ming instantly thought of the two members of the Qi family who left the village angrily not long ago.Could it be that they sent people over there to inquire about their own news and left traces?
There has been no movement for the past few days, and I thought they just gave up...

After choosing the bamboo to cut down, the men each tied up the bamboo poles and carried them on their shoulders, and walked out of the forest.They were careful all the way and encountered no danger.

At this moment, Chang Ming couldn't care about any traces of the enemy.Now his piece of skill can be ranked among the top three in the village, but he can't carry this bamboo back.Yes, I can't carry a single one... Each bamboo is at least ten meters long, and it won't be cut down until I reach the village.The villagers know how to use force and how to avoid obstacles, but Chang Ming, an otaku in a big city, can do it.

He had already encountered such embarrassment a few days ago, not to be outdone, and wanted to practice his bamboo-backing skills.But the difference in physical strength cannot be made up in such a short few days. In the end, he could only help others to support Zhuwei, and followed them down the mountain with a red face.

"Hahaha, Brother Ming, you can do everything!"

The villagers joked in good faith, Chang Ming's ability has been respected by them, and their attitude towards him is much closer than before.

Chang Ming refused to admit defeat and said: "I will always do it!"

This is great, everyone who passes by him will pat him on the back.These men are used to doing physical work, and they are all powerful.Chang Ming deeply felt that it would be wise to do the work first and then eat.Just like that, the overnight meal was almost photographed!
The men carried bamboos down the mountain, the wind carried the fragrance of bamboo leaves, and the morning sun cast golden and red light from the top of the mountain. This is a beautiful morning full of vitality in the countryside.

Chang Ming raised his head, looked towards Chaoyang, and rubbed his eyes for a moment, thinking he was dazzled!
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A huge "bird" glides with its back to the morning sun, casting a large shadow on the ground, covering Chang Ming and all the men in the village.

Chang Gen said: "The person who received the goods from Lianjia is here."

Chang Ming narrowed his eyes, only to realize that it was not a bird, but a flying wing about ten meters wide.It looks a bit similar to the hang glider I have seen before, but it is more exquisite and complex. It looks a bit like a real flying bird, white and flawless, with a blue gem inlaid in the "head", which occasionally flashes Through a dazzling light.

It stretched its wings and flew towards this side, hovering steadily over the village.

The cabin of the flying wing is in the head, and it is not sealed.As soon as it came to a stop, the two jumped out.The village chief was already waiting in the center of the village with the broken gold thread. When he saw the two, he greeted them and saluted, "Hello, Mr. Lian."

The visitors were a man and a woman, both about 30 years old.

Chang Ming noticed that the woman's waist was tied with a complicated belt, which seemed to be made of leather, and there were many hidden compartments inside, full of things and bulging.

Compared with the Qi family, the attitude of these two people is much gentler.But even so, when the elders saluted, they didn't mean to return the salute. They just raised their chins with a smile and responded, "Hello, village chief, are the broken gold threads ready?"

The village head nodded: "[-] broken gold threads are ready... Do you need points?"

The woman hesitated for a moment, then said: "Village Chief, find a place to sit down, there are some things I want to talk to you about."

The village chief was thinking about the matter of the Qi family, and was about to make this request, but he didn't expect the other party to say it first.He was a little surprised, but immediately agreed: "Okay, there are stone tables and chairs under the tree over there, and they have been cleaned. Why don't you go sit down and drink some tea picked in the village?"

The woman nodded immediately: "That's it."

The relationship between the two was obviously dominated by her. They followed the village chief and walked towards the big tree in the east of the village. It was a place where the villagers rested and enjoyed the shade. Knowing that they were coming, the stone tables and chairs had been washed with clean water long ago.

The man and the woman showed satisfied expressions. After sitting down, they didn't even touch the tea prepared on the table.The woman said straight to the point: "Village chief, we made an agreement with you before that we will collect [-] broken gold wires every month."

The village head tightened his heart and asked, "Yes, why, is there any change?"

The woman nodded simply: "Yes, we want to increase to [-] in the future, I wonder if you can provide it?"

The village chief was surprised.Although it is said that the monthly quantity of goods received by the Lian family has approached the maximum output value of the village, there is still some leeway.The extra quantity was exactly [-].If the Lian family collects according to this amount, there will be no stock in the village at all, and it will be difficult to respond.

He didn't agree immediately, but instead asked: "A few days ago, the Qi family came to Jinzhu Village once, do you know?"

The man and the woman looked at each other with a hint of shock on their faces, obviously ignorant.

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Sorry for being a little late, the work schedule is a bit unstable these two days...but I will continue to ask for tickets! ! !

(End of this chapter)