The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 462 The idea is very clear, the design has pictures

  After a cup of tea, Judy finally finished speaking.

   He didn't even have time to touch the tea in front of him, and he finished it all in one go.

  Judy felt that she was doing pretty well. Although her Chinese explanations were not as fluent as her usual English, at least she didn’t stumble and said everything she needed to say.

   High degree of completion.

  Even the woman with short hair was very happy, as if she was sure of winning.

  In contrast, Wu Yuan couldn't find a round stool to match the table, so he had to drink up the cup of tea in front of him.

  So, after Mrs. Huang brought up the teapot and refilled it for him again, Wu Yuan quickly and politely knocked on the table three times to express her gratitude.

  Old Huang's frowning brows were slightly relieved, and even a trace of interest and curiosity appeared in his expression: "You start!"

  Wu Yuan nodded neither humble nor overbearing, then took out nine hand-painted drawings, and spread them word by word on the rosewood round table.

  Start from the first picture.

  Although like Judy, the design scheme focuses on a combination of Chinese and Western styles.

  However, unlike Zhu Di's written language, Wu Yuan's narration is almost all spoken language, which sounds down-to-earth.

  The short-haired woman rolled her eyes in disdain, she really is a rustic bumpkin!

   I'm afraid I haven't even seen a villa before. Can such a person do a good job in villa decoration?

  Yan Ruqing saw the reaction of everyone in the Huang family, so she could only secretly worry.

  Coughed twice halfway, but Wu Yuan didn't even hear it.

   If this continues, it will be completely hopeless.

  However, Wu Yuan recklessly and clearly explained one picture after another.

  Not only that, when necessary, he also went back and found out the previous drawings for comparison and explanation.

  The train of thought is very clear at first glance.

  The design has a picture at a glance.

   He was even interrupted once by the eldest daughter of the Huang family pouring tea. Not only was he not affected in the slightest, but he did not forget to return the gift and thank you.

  Elder Huang's brows became more and more relaxed when he heard it, and later, he even interjected and asked a question.

  Although the question was not very professional, Wu Yuan was able to explain it clearly to him in very common and down-to-earth spoken language.

  Wait until Wu Yuan finished speaking, Huang and Lao both put their hands together habitually, and asked, "You just looked at my yard for a long time, what do you think?"

  Everyone is an accident.

  The old man didn't ask about the design of the villa at all, but instead asked about the courtyard in front of him.

  What is this number?

  Wu Yuan glanced casually again and said, "Old Huang's courtyard house is obviously well-protected, and you can vaguely see the life style of the ancients from it. But I wasn't looking at the courtyard house just now, but was looking for something."

  One sentence not only aroused Huang Lao's interest, but also brought the surrounding Huang family to look at him curiously.

   "What?" Huang Lao asked.

  Wu Yuan groped for the red sandalwood round table and said: "The round stool that matches this table. Sitting on a stool that doesn't match, it's too awkward for Tete mother!"

  Yan Ruqing frowned slightly, vulgar!

  The short-haired woman had a happy expression on her face, and the rougher Wu Yuan behaved, the happier she was.

  Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Mr. Huang laughed loudly and said, "It's really awkward!"

   After finishing speaking, he stood up and said, "Master Xiao Wu, sit in the room."

  After the invitation, he muttered like an urchin: "What's the matter with entertaining guests in the yard! I don't understand anything."

  The woman with short hair suddenly turned pale with shock.

  The old man invites someone into the house to chat, which is tantamount to entering the room and entering his eyes.

  As for the unseemly etiquette of entertaining guests in the yard, it was the old man's own request.

  Speaking out at this moment is simply a thief shouting "stop thief."

   Even so, Mr. Huang's eldest daughter still smiled and said: "Blame me, blame me, Master Xiao Wu, please sit in the room."

  Chen Yan was overjoyed, shaking Yan Ruqing's arm, trembling with excitement.

  Yan Ruqing calmed down, but the smile on the corner of her mouth made people forget her usual aloof appearance.

   "Old Huang, please!"

   "Master Xiao Wu, please!"

  Watching Huang Lao bring Wu Yuan into the house, the short-haired woman and Zhu Di were completely embarrassed.

  No one let them into the house, and no one continued to greet them.

   Neither entering nor leaving.

   It's so embarrassing.

  Heaved a sigh of relief, Zhu Di stood up directly and said, "Ms. Wang, shall I go first?"

  The short-haired woman said anxiously: "Will you wait any longer? After all, the old man hasn't spoken yet."

  Judy looked calm: "Do you think this is still necessary?"

  Woman with short hair:…

  Wu Yuan followed Mr. Huang into the hall, and was immediately shocked.

  Let’s not talk about the antique furniture in this room, from the bar cabinets, to the Eight Immortals table, to the Taishi chair, and the tea table and chairs on both sides, all are made of pear and red sandalwood.

  Even the calligraphy and paintings hung on the main hall of the hall are all from the hands of famous masters.

   No wonder the old man didn't invite people into the house to talk about things for no reason. I dare to say that if you accidentally break these treasures, you won't be able to afford compensation.

  Elder Huang sat down on the grand master's chair, and asked Wu Yuan to sit on another grand master's chair beside him.

  How dare Wu Yuan sit there?

   Sitting directly on the row of guest chairs next to Mr. Huang, he said: "I'm sitting here, closer to your old man, so it's convenient to talk."

After Mr. Huang's eldest daughter served tea again, Mr. Huang mentioned: "To tell you the truth, Mrs. Wu, those round red sandalwood stools were damaged by a visitor once, and they couldn't be assembled together. I found someone to imitate a new set of round stools. I didn't expect you to see it!"

  Wu Yuan drank his tea and said: "For craftsmen like us, this is obvious at a glance. By the way, Mr. Huang, did you not throw away the broken round stool? Can you let me see?"

   Huang Lao's eyes lit up immediately: "You know how to cultivate? Where did you learn from? I heard that you are from Jiangsu Province. What is your relationship with the Xiangshan Gang?"

  Wu Yuan told the truth: "I have no direct relationship with the Xiangshan Gang. I just pondered over their works and got a little experience. In my hometown, I also restored a rosewood Taishi chair and sold it for several thousand yuan."

  Yan Ruqing couldn't help frowning, why did she mention this to Huang Lao, she lost her style for nothing.

  Unexpectedly, Mr. Huang laughed, and ordered: "Hurry up and move those two broken round stools, and let Master Wu have a look."

  At that moment, someone hastily brought over two round stools with missing corners and broken legs, and brought over a good round stool by the way.

  It is convenient to compare and see.

  However, Wu Yuan didn't look at it at all, grabbed the broken stool, looked it over carefully, and concluded confidently: "It can be repaired, but there must be suitable scraps."

   Huang Lao stood up excitedly and said: "There are a lot of leftovers, red sandalwood, rosewood, everything."

  Boss Huang's eldest daughter quickly supported the old man and said, "Dad, don't get excited. The doctor said that you have to rest and not fluctuate too much."

  Here, Yan Ruqing pulled Wu Yuan and said, "Master Wu, are you really sure?"

  While asking, he winked at him.

  (end of this chapter)