Song Ergou went to discuss with Wang Yougui. He knew that Fang Zheng was typically afraid of trouble. He didn't have that much face by himself, so he asked Fang Zheng to spend time and effort teaching the villagers how to carve bamboo. So he planned to recruit more people to save face.
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The two of them entered Wang Yougui's yard with their thoughts in mind. As soon as they entered, they saw Wang Yougui setting up a chair under the shade of a tree. Jiang Zhou was sitting there and Wang Yougui was sitting on the other side. The two were playing chess. Qiu Xiaoye
Fan Qing and Fan Qing were watching the excitement and playing with their mobile phones, feeling quite at ease.
At this time, Jiang Zhou said something, and Wang Yougui burst into laughter.
"Village chief, what are you talking about? Are you so happy?" Song Ergou came over and asked with a smile.
"Nothing, just chatting. How are things going for you?" Wang Yougui also knew that Guan Xiangfeng wanted to give a surprise, so he didn't say anything.
As a result, Song Ergou shook his head and said: "Oh, there is a kind of person in the world who is called a greedy snake swallowing an elephant. He doesn't want to give anything and still wants to get benefits. Tsk tsk... and he still doesn't know his position! It's better now, what?
No more..."
Guan Xiangfeng's face turned red and he said angrily: "Can you blame me? I didn't know that monk...hey..."
"Guan Xiangfeng, what did you say?" Jiang Zhou asked curiously.
Guan Xiangfeng didn't want to talk, but Song Ergou didn't hold back and told him everything about the mountain. Hearing this, Jiang Zhou frowned dissatisfied and said: "Guan Xiangfeng, this is how I usually teach you.
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Guan Xiangfeng lowered his head and argued: "Master, you don't know how good the bamboo is, and I don't know that the monk really knows how to carve bamboo. He used such a long machete to handle the bamboo. It's your place."
, you are in a hurry." Guan Xiangfeng gestured at the size of the machete and said unwillingly.
"Guan Xiangfeng, don't talk nonsense. Is Master like that? Master has traveled all over the country. What good materials have you never seen? It's just bamboo. Master is not so rude." Fan Qing said.
"You know what the heck! That bamboo is really good. If you don't believe me, why don't you ask Song Ergou and Village Chief Wang?" Guan Xiangfeng knew that what he said was useless, so he hurriedly obtained the certification.
As a result, Song Ergou had his hands behind his back and his head lowered, just like a chicken... He didn't bother to speak for him at all, and he was obviously still unhappy about Xiangfeng's rejection of Ma Laizi.
As the head of this village, Wang Yougui couldn't boast that Mrs. Wang had bought and sold it, so he smiled awkwardly and said: "The bamboo in our village is not bad."
When Guan Xiangfeng heard this, he felt like crying. This was so ridiculous!
"Guan Xiangfeng, Master is not feeling well. It's okay if you don't take care of him, but you go out and cause trouble." Fan Qing said with disdain. Fan Qing was born in a rural area, and what he couldn't stand the most was the rich second generation like Guan Xiangfeng.
, able to show off, almost overwhelming him in every aspect. The only thing Fan Qing can do well in front of Guan Xiangfeng is probably hard work.
Guan Xiangfeng also looked down on Fan Qing. The two were rivals. He wanted to slap this bastard kid away who came out of nowhere and snorted coldly: "It will never be your turn to teach me a lesson. I
You know what I'm doing. Master, that cold bamboo is really the best among the best. If you don't believe it, you can go and see for yourself."
"Oh? Where is Hanzhu?" Jiang Zhou knows Guan Xiangfeng very well. Although this guy is a rich second generation, a bit arrogant and sometimes doesn't think highly of others, he is definitely not a liar and has never done anything to bully others.
His behavior and character are not bad.
"On that mountain! There is a temple on the mountain, and behind the temple are the best cold bamboos! Teacher, if you can get cold bamboos and carve them carefully, you will definitely be a blockbuster at this year's sculptors' conference!" Guan Xiangfeng said
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When Jiang Zhou heard about the carver conference, he was really tempted, but his legs were not healed yet, how could he go up the mountain? So he looked at Wang Yougui.
Wang Yougui said: "That's Yizhi Mountain. The bamboos on the mountain are indeed a hundred times better than those at the bottom. They are the best among the bamboos in our village. But the cold bamboos on the mountain all belong to Abbot Fangzheng, the abbot of Yizhi Temple."
Jiang Zhou's eyes suddenly lit up and he said: "It turns out that my benefactor lives on that mountain. When my leg heals, I must go up the mountain to thank my benefactor. And that big white wolf, if he hadn't been carrying me, I would still be there."
I really can’t get out, and there’s that smart monkey..."
When Guan Xiangfeng heard this, it seemed that this was off topic! Shouldn't we be discussing Hanzhu? Why did it become a thank you meeting? But judging from Jiang Zhou's intention, he really put thanking Fang Zheng first, so he honestly
Shut up. But Guan Xiangfeng still didn't give up, figuring out how to break the situation. Seeing that he was about to graduate, he really needed to come up with top-notch materials to give himself extra points! Otherwise, Fan Qing would definitely defeat him...
After a night of silence, Guan Xiangfeng secretly discussed some matters with Wang Yougui the next day, and Wang Yougui nodded in agreement on the spot.
Guan Xiangfeng was stunned: "Village chief, you just agreed like that?"
"Otherwise? It's just an ordinary bamboo. I can still make the decision. You can pick it out later, cut it and bring it back." Wang Yougui asked with a smile. Song Ergou had talked with Wang Yougui, and Wang Yougui should know.
We all know it. Since we have a master in our village, why bother begging Guan Xiangfeng? Why bother over a piece of bamboo?
Guan Xiangfeng wiped his nose and looked at Wang Yougui who was leaving. He was in a daze and muttered in his heart: "So generous?" However, his heart was still warm. Suddenly he felt that what he had done to Ma Lame before seemed to be a bit too much.
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Kaka...
There was a sound of splicing wood, and Fang Zheng finally put the motherboards together to form a large bed board that was two meters long and one and a half meters wide! Then he touched a piece of bamboo, quickly carved out the head of the bed, and then spliced the foot of the bed.
Go up and make a simple bamboo bed like this, but because the cold bamboo used in the bamboo bed is extraordinary, the patterns on it look very beautiful, making it more grand and comfortable than any artificial carving.
When Red Boy saw the bed, he immediately jumped on it, rolled back and forth like a big character, and shouted: "Master, this is mine! I don't dare, I want this!"
Dang! Fang Zheng waved the machete directly, and hit Red Boy's head, making a sound of gold and iron clashing. Fang Zheng had already tried it, and he didn't know what the kid's head was made of, so he could hit it with anything.
It’s useless, the jingling bells are ringing, and Red Boy doesn’t even lose any of his fur. Therefore, Fangzheng is becoming more and more casual in beating Red Boy. Whatever he touches, it doesn’t matter... Sometimes when he gets addicted to beating, he can still hit some points.
The music rhythm comes...
Hong Hai'er covered his head and said aggrievedly: "Master, what are you doing?"
"Nothing, this bed is not for you, it is for Jingzhen." Fang Zheng said.