Play treasure master

Chapter 239

Luan Xiaozhen heard, "Hey? Why are you swearing?"

"I'm scolding myself! You idiot will run with you!" Boss Zhang got into the car and started the car.

Standing at the entrance of the village and smoking a cigarette in disappointment, Luan Xiaozhen suddenly realized, "Fuck, it turned out that the neighbor ate peppercorns—the next door was numb! Damn it, what's the matter!"

Just as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang, and someone from a neighboring village asked him to play mahjong.He touched his shriveled pockets, stomped his feet, "I didn't make any money, I just went to the white wolf with empty hands!" After that, he went directly to the neighboring village.

Lin Fengcao and Old Man Li settled the payment, and arranged for a pickup truck to pull the chairs.

While waiting for the pickup truck to arrive, Yu Yao really picked out a bunch of small walnuts, and drilled holes and threaded the rope at Old Man Li's house. .

"Originally ten thousand and eight thousand can be won, but now there is a spoiler, and it will cost a lot more!" Yu Yao said while plastering.

"Follow the flow, and it's already much lower than the market price. I'm different from Boss Zhang. He has to calculate various costs and profits, and I just use it myself." Lin Fengcao was very indifferent.

"After 12, you really don't want to buy it?"

"What do you say?"

"I said? I said you are sure that Boss Zhang has to let go after 12!"

"He's really messing around!"

The two laughed at the same time.

Lin Fengcao directly sent the chair to a small courtyard in the south of Nancheng.

This place was the residence and workshop of an old carpenter.This old craftsman specialized in repairing old furniture.The gatehouse is heightened and widened, presumably for the convenience of entering and exiting furniture.

Lin Fengcao called this old master "Maoye".

Mao Ye saw a man in his 70s and [-]s, with gray hair, not tall, and rather stocky, wearing glasses with tortoiseshell frames and chains hanging from the glasses legs, and he liked to look at people from above the lenses. He looked at Yu Yao said to Lin Fengcao, "Little professor, your friend looks familiar to me."

"We probably haven't met before." Yu Yao laughed.

"I said you are familiar, but I didn't say I have met." Mao Ye said, and then began to look at a pair of Zen chairs placed in the courtyard, "These pair of Zen chairs are good things that can only be found in Prince Baylor's mansion. How could it be collected from the village?"

"The owner of the goods only said that they were handed down from the ancestors, and they don't know the goods, and I don't know about the others." Lin Fengcao said, "I also wonder about this. Normally, even a big family in the village would not buy a pair of Taishi chairs if they bought one. Zen chair."

"It's a pity, I got so many injuries on my legs! How do you want to fix them?"

Lin Fengcao thought for a while, "It's all on the legs, and they're all superficial injuries. How about just rubbing off a layer? Then just polish it."

Master Mao shook his head, "This chair is not carved, but the lines are just right. If you do it like this, it may only wear off two or three millimeters of thinness, but the legs are only so thin, and the overall beauty will be destroyed."

"Then how do you fix it?"

"I said to simply polish the bumps and scratches to make them rounder and not so sharp. As for the Zen chair, don't force it too much."

Yu Yao couldn't help but nodded, "I also agree with Master Mao's statement. It's best if you don't cultivate too sharply, and overhaul it unnaturally."

"Okay, listen to you two!" Lin Fengcao nodded, "Master Mao, when can I pick it up?"

"Let's celebrate the new year! I have to pay attention to your job as a little professor!"

"Okay, Lord Mao, the old rules, take the work and settle the score, so I won't bother you!" Lin Fengcao then wanted to leave.

Master Mao raised his hand, "Do you have anything to do tonight?"

"It's the weekend, nothing to do."

"You deal with some old furniture all day long, and you don't have a partner at thirty, so there's nothing wrong with it!" Lord Mao smiled, "It's okay, let's stay for dinner at night. An old friend made a half for me. Fan Yanchi beach sheep."

"What's so funny about that?"

"Just treat it as a meal for me." Master Mao said, pointing at Yu Yao again, "And you, young man, I liked it the first time I saw it. You won't dislike me, old man, right?"

Yu Yao laughed loudly, "How could I despise you? Not to mention the Yanchi Tan sheep. The authentic Yanchi Tan sheep is fragrant and not smelly, and it melts in the mouth. I drool a little when I hear it!"

"Can you stand leek flower sauce?" Master Mao also laughed.

"Hand-caught mutton with leek flower sauce, it's perfect!" Yu Yao gave a thumbs up, "It would be even better if it was wild leek flower!"

"Yeah! I can eat it!"

Master Mao asked them to sit in the living room for a while, and then went to the kitchen to stew the mutton in a large pot.

During this spare time, Lin Fengcao told Yu Yao that Lord Mao's wife had passed away, and his son was in the navy, so he would not come back once a year.He also has a master underhand here, but he is often away on weekends.

Lin Fengcao has only known Master Mao for three years, but the two hit it off very well and got along well.

Master Mao stewed the mutton, washed his hands, and took an old wooden box to the living room.Yu Yao and Lin Fengcao looked at each other, neither knowing what he was going to do.

This old wooden box is made of elm wood, and it looks plain. Uncle Mao opened it and said, "When I was stewing mutton just now, I remembered, why do you think your face is familiar?"

Inside the old wooden box were some letters, letters and old photos. Lord Mao dug out an old photo from inside and handed it to Yu Yao, "Look!"

Yu Yao took it over and looked at it. This old photo was black and white and very old.There are three people on it.

Among them, a man and a woman, like a pair.But the man looks older, he must be 30 years old, and still has a mustache; the woman is in her early 20s, wearing a skirt.There is also a man who looks about 40 years old and wears an old-fashioned short jacket.

Behind the three of them was a big canopy bed.

Lord Mao pointed to the photo, "The man in the jacket is my grandfather, who was a carpenter in Muhai Building; this couple is about to get married, and they ordered a canopy bed in Muhai Building. My grandfather made it. When taking the bed, the woman insisted on asking my grandfather to take a photo with her, and later sent the photo. This photo has become the only photo left by my grandfather."

"I won't talk about your grandpa, this man doesn't look like me at all!" Yu Yao scratched his head.

"Look at this woman carefully."

When Lord Mao said this, Yu Yao couldn't help but looked at her for a while, he really didn't look at this woman carefully at first.

After a closer look, the woman's face shape and eyebrows are a bit similar to her after a long look.However, this woman is very delicate, and my own is tougher, so I don't think it looks like it.

"Master Mao has such a good memory, I can remember all of this!" Yu Yao didn't take it seriously at all.

However, Lin Fengcao said, "Yu Yao is considered a southerner, and what you said is really a bit like a southerner and a northerner."

"You're such a good girl, why did you marry a Wa countryman?" Master Mao put away the photo and said something casually.

(End of this chapter)