Four hundred and eighty-nine The purple clay pot was taken away
For this reason, Zhang Yu had to take a few days off from school and devote himself wholeheartedly to this teaching activity.
Fortunately, the vice-principal of the school is Director Wang's father-in-law. He learned about this matter from Director Wang before Zhang Yu asked for leave. He readily granted his leave without Zhang Yu having to elaborate.
However, it is not without some benefits for so many technicians to come to study. At least Zhang Yu, in the name of teaching these technicians and training them, led them to maintain all the machines up and down the Hongxing Steel Rolling Plant.
The addition of these people saved him a lot of effort and time.
Because of this unexpected job, Zhang Yu's originally planned birthday for Zhao Wenzhuo had to be postponed for a few days.
Because of the delay for a few days, another gift that was originally ordered was snatched away.
God knows, when Zhang Yu excitedly arrived at the home of a certain folk craftsman, ready to pick up the purple clay pot he had ordered, he realized that the set of purple clay pots had actually been taken away a few days ago.
After listening to the master's words, an expression of disbelief appeared on Zhang Yu's face for a moment.
The pot is the raw material he provided, and he has already paid the deposit, right?
Looking at Zhang Yu's slightly unhappy expression, the old master rubbed his hands uneasily. What a misfortune for his family!
All this is due to family misfortune. The past few years have been bad, and fewer people are buying this. Many antique shops in Liulichang that used to need his supplies have closed. In addition, he is older, and he has
The thought of stopping.
When Zhang Yu came over a few days ago, he was originally not prepared to take the job, but the raw materials Zhang Yu provided him were so good that he was very greedy.
With such top-quality materials and his craftsmanship, the finished product will surely amaze everyone.
The result is indeed true. After his careful carving, this purple clay pot is definitely the best one he has ever made in his life.
But he never expected that his son's friend came over to play once and stared at the purple clay pot he had just made before he had time to put it away.
She pestered him to buy the set of purple clay pots. After he refused, she bribed his son and stole the set of purple clay pots.
By the time he found out that the purple clay pot had been stolen and came to find him, it was already too late. He had already given away the set of purple clay pots.
Seeing the guilty look on the old master's face in front of him, and his hands that were steady and strong some time ago but now trembling, Zhang Yu didn't know how to speak for a while.
Zhang Yu's silence made the master feel even more guilty. He had never done such a thing in his life.
Shame on you!
His lifelong reputation has been ruined!
The old master took out the money he had prepared from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Yu: "This happened because I was not good at teaching my son. You can keep the money first. If it is not enough, I will think of a way."
Looking at the old master in front of him who was at least ten years older than the last time he met, Zhang Yu couldn't be too harsh. He pushed the money that the old master handed over and pushed it back, and said to comfort him: "Who has never committed a crime in this life?"
What a mistake. Besides, I don’t blame you for this, I blame the person who did it.
I still have two supplies of raw materials over there. You should take good care of your health. When your health is good, you can make a set for me. This money will be regarded as a deposit."
As soon as Zhang Yu said these words, the master's eyes suddenly lit up and then went out again.
The old master looked at his trembling hands with a wry smile and tried to make another set. With his hands, could he still replicate the same set again?
"Now that the matter is over, don't think too much about it. The most important thing now is to take good care of your health. Only when your health is good can you have a future. Besides, master, your skills haven't been passed down yet, so you're just willing to be alone.
Haven’t any qualified heirs been trained yet?”
Zhang Yu's words were like a shot in the arm, which suddenly cheered up the depressed old master.
He clenches his fist, is he willing?
No, he was not willing to accept that the craft he had studied all his life was cut off from him.
Looking at the old man who had regained his composure, the old woman standing aside had red eyes and couldn't help but shed tears.
Not only has the old man been tortured these past few days, but she also feels uncomfortable. She never imagined that her always obedient son would do such a thing.
Seeing the old man getting more and more decadent day by day, she felt uncomfortable.
People said that young couples always come together to keep their children company. The old man has a good temper and has never been rude to her in his life. She simply can't imagine how the old man will live without her.
But people have to look forward. Now that things have come to this, what else can we do?
The old man has already fallen, and she cannot fall again.
She had to hold on and hold on for the old man. Only in this way would the family not fall apart.
At this time, seeing the old man cheering up again, the old woman breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Yu learned the name of the person who robbed his purple clay pot from the old master, and felt that it sounded familiar.
I just thought about it for a long time, but I didn't remember where I heard this name?
Zhang Yu couldn't bear to criticize the old master in front of him, but he remembered the name of the guy who robbed his purple clay pot.
Sooner or later, he would make that person spit out his purple clay pot.
Faced with this result, no matter how angry Zhang Yu was, he had to look for another gift.
Hearing that he was looking for another gift, the old master told him a place.
"There has been little business in Liulichang in the past two years, and many shops are preparing to close because they really can't survive.
I have a few old friends who opened stores in Liulichang. Recently, I have been planning to clean up the things on hand and return to my roots.
So if you still want to find this kind of thing, why not go over there and see if there is anything you like?"
As soon as he said these words, Zhang Yu's eyes suddenly lit up.
Liulichang!
He actually forgot about Liulichang, which is a must-go for time travellers!
You must know that for those who have traveled through time and been reborn in the era, Liulichang and the scrap collection station are must-visit places.
He remembered that it was still easy to buy paintings by many famous modern painters in Liulichang.
Seeing Zhang Yu's desire to go there, the master smiled and introduced him to a few reliable shops.
After coming out of the old master's place, Zhang Yu was excitedly preparing to go to Liulichang. Nanluoguxiang where he lived was only 11 or 2 kilometers away from Liulichang, and it was even longer than that to go from the old master's place to Liulichang.
Closer.
At the speed at which he was riding a bicycle, one hour was enough to reach Liulichang.
Just when he was halfway through the ride, silently humming the lyrics of later generations to encourage himself, he suddenly remembered why he felt that the name his master said sounded familiar to him.
The surname is Shi, WC, isn't that the crazy father of Shi Liying?
