"Teacher, you were bitten by a snake. I don't know whether the poison has been removed or not. I think you should go to a big hospital to have a look, otherwise I won't worry." Guan Xiangfeng said.
Qiu Xiaoye also said: "Teacher, I think what Guan Xiangfeng said makes sense. Besides, you have to go to the hospital to see if your leg is broken."
"Okay, you two, stop talking. I know my legs well. As for the poison, I believe in the Taoist priest's methods. And I also like the feeling of the village. It's quiet and peaceful. I really have to go to the hospital. There are too many troubles. . In addition, you can stay if you want, but remember to pay for food and accommodation. We can't eat and drink from others for free. It's shameful to spend money with good intentions." Jiang Zhou said.
"Oh, teacher, look at what you said, are we that kind of people?" Qiu Xiaoye said with a bitter smile.
Guan Xiangfeng followed: "That's right, don't worry, teacher, we won't eat and drink for free."
"Okay, let's go out. I'll be alone." Jiang Zhou began to chase people away.
Guan Xiangfeng, Qiu Xiaoye, and Fan Qing retreated.
"Oh, this countryside is great. The air is fresh. Look at the mountains in the distance. They are so unique. Fan Qing, did you come out this time to have some fun?" Guan Xiangfeng stretched and pointed in the distance. Tongtian Mountain Road.
"Playing? You were just playing. You almost died in the mountains. Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I'll prepare hot water for the teacher's feet." After saying that, Fan Qing left.
"Flattery! Tsk..." Guan Xiangfeng looked at Fan Qing's back and cursed in a low voice.
"At least he can take pictures, and he even became the teacher's direct disciple." Qiu Xiaoye also said a little sourly.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. If you are upset, let's go and look around." After Guan Xiangfeng finished speaking, he walked out.
Qiu Xiaoye thought for a while, shook his head and said: "Forget it, the teacher is still sick and needs someone to take care of him. Fan Qing is clumsy and can't do it, so you can go alone."
"As you wish." Guan Xiangfeng waved his hand and walked out of the yard.
Guan Xiangfeng felt really unhappy. He asked himself that he was not inferior to Fan Qing, a nerd and a weakling, in all aspects. However, his teacher Jiang Zhou accepted Fan Qing as his direct disciple and taught Fan Qing various skills step by step. I have taken Fan Qing into the mountains to select ingredients more than once before, but I have never taken him with me once.
"Damn, what's so good about that weakling? He wants money but nothing, wants nothing, he's a loser!" Guan Xiangfeng muttered in his heart and cursed.
At this moment, the sound of sawing wood came from a distance, and at the same time, someone was heard yelling angrily: "Song Ergou, you are a waste, I will let you slowly grind the bamboo into pieces, You actually used a chainsaw! Get away!" The voice was as loud as a bell.
Then an aggrieved voice sounded: "You only said it was broken, you didn't say it was worn off..."
"Are you still talking back? Do you want to learn? If you don't learn, get out!" The loud voice rang again.
Guan Xiangfeng was curious and approached.
The walls of Northeastern homes are generally not high. Guan Xiangfeng could see the situation in the yard while standing on the street. He happened to see several villagers sitting in the yard, holding bamboo sections one by one and using carving knives to There is a pattern engraved on it. On the other side, an old man was chasing a man wearing a peaked cap running all over the ground with a stick. Everyone was watching and cheering, some applauding, some telling him to run faster...
result…
"Shut up, everyone! Anyone who makes noise again will get out and go home!" The old man got angry and roared, and everyone shut up.
When Guan Xiangfeng saw this, he became interested and lay on the wall, watching from a distance.
Song Ergou was also caught by the old man. He raised his hand and put two sticks on his buttocks. The beating made Song Ergou cry out: "Oh, lame horse, you are too harsh... oh... it hurts!"
Although the horse lame is called a lame, he is not actually lame and his legs and feet are nimble. It is just because of his habit of walking that when he pauses, it looks like he has a problem with his feet, so he got this nickname.
Ma Laizi glared at Song Ergou and said: "Song Ergou, get out of here. If you try to bully me again, I'll break your dog's legs. You can never learn my skills in the future."
Song Ergou immediately pretended to be a good boy. What is the most valuable thing in the village? Bamboo of course!
It is certainly good to rely on bamboo to open a farmhouse, but now Yizhishan is not well-known enough, and the people who come are all regular customers from the county, and there are still very few people from Heishan City. Every house in the village is a farmhouse. Although many people come, the profit is not much after everyone shares it equally. On the contrary, Ma Laizi was busy tinkering with some small bamboo products such as bamboo mats and pen holders, which sold well.
So everyone came to learn technology one after another. Big or small money is money, and you can make money after learning.
Ma Laizi didn't hide his secrets. He was alone, with no wife or children, and he couldn't take any of his craftsmanship into the coffin. Moreover, he does not seek to make big money, he just needs to live with a little money. Of course, the villagers did not learn in vain, and the lame horse did not charge for it, but all kinds of firewood, rice, oil, salt, good wine and meat were given to everyone, so basically they had no worries about food and clothing.
In addition to Ma Laizi, the village also hired some carving masters. Unfortunately, these people cherished their craftsmanship and hid it one by one without teaching others at all. Therefore, Ma Laizi's craftsmanship is not the best, but it has become the only place for everyone to learn. Ma Laizi also followed this craft, and his status rose rapidly. He drank wine wherever he went, and lived a happy life.
After finishing Song Ergou, Ma Laizi took a bamboo tube and said: "Okay, to open your eyes, I will carve a Zen pen holder for you today. When it comes to carving, I understand, but we don't know about bamboo. This has never happened before, and I am just tinkering around by myself. Don’t expect me to give you detailed teachings. I can only give you demonstrations. You can learn as much as you want. It all depends on your understanding.”
"Ma Laizi, don't say this. It would be great if you could teach us. We are not picky about food. What's more, the Three Stooges are better than Zhuge Liang. Those carving masters hid what we have gathered together. , do some research, maybe your skills will soon surpass theirs."
"That's right, there is strength in numbers, we call this a collective effort!"
"Yeah… "
Everyone followed suit.
Ma Laizi nodded and started carving. He said while carving: "Actually, carving cold bamboo is very simple, even simpler than carving ordinary wood. Go up the mountain and chop a fresh bamboo, and then use a pen to outline what you want to carve. , the rest is a matter of patience and carving slowly. This is a slow skill that requires time and patience, so don’t be anxious and take your time... "
As he said this, a burst of laughter suddenly came from the side.
Although he didn't speak, the sarcasm in his laughter was very obvious. Ma Laizi and the others were immediately unhappy. Ma Laizi thought that these farm men were laughing at him, and was about to curse, but when he saw it, he turned out to be a strange face, tall and tall, wearing very fashionable clothes, a black T-shirt. There was a tiger printed on it. The tiger's mouth was open and he didn't know what he had bitten. The man has a mustache and a ponytail on the back of his head. If placed in the city, it would be artistic, but in the village.
"Whose girl is this? She must have taken too many hormones, and she has grown a beard." Song Ergou opened his mouth and said.
(End of chapter)