Reborn Craftsman

Chapter 162 Who are you?
At this time, Liu Xing was concentrating on paving the bamboo bed with broken bamboo strips. He didn't notice that Village Chief Wang, the mayor and Mr. Xie were sitting in the opposite living room drinking tea.

Seeing that there was no bird planer in Wang Afu's tool bag, he patted the bamboo scraps on his body and walked out.

As for Mr. Xie, he was looking at the internal structure of the bamboo building. He was astonished in his heart. He was about to ask Village Chief Wang, which bamboo craftsman took the lead in planning, when he was suddenly attracted by the unfinished bamboo bed in the side room opposite.

The overall workmanship of this bamboo bed is very delicate, and the structure between the bamboo strips and the south bamboo is compact, it is simply a beautiful work of art, and this is not the most important part.

the most important is.

The design of this bamboo bed is very avant-garde and trendy. From his point of view, in the entire Shonan Province, no!Such a bamboo bed has never been seen in the whole country.

"Could it be that there is really a master bamboo craftsman passed down in Dongyu Village?" Out of curiosity, Mr. Xie walked towards the side room after talking to the mayor.

After taking a closer look at the craftsmanship of the bamboo bed, he realized that many aspects of the design had never been seen by him, a "master of bamboo art", especially the design of the foot of the bed, which was simple and elegant, and did not use "bamboo pins". '.

In order to check what was going on, Mr. Xie moved up the bamboo bed and prepared to remove the foot of the bed. For him, if he didn't figure it out, he would definitely not be able to sleep tonight.

However, he didn't pay attention to the dismantling technique at all, and even messed up the bamboo pieces laid on it, and fell to the ground in a mess.

This scene happened to be seen by Liu Xing who came back with a bird planer. He was stunned and shouted: "Where is the old man, don't you know that things in this room can't be moved?"

"I just want to see how the foot of the bed is made!" Old Xie said with a sneer, but the movements of his hands did not stop, because Liu Xing in front of him was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, and he did not deserve his respect at all.

But it was his arrogant behavior that made Liu Xing angry, and immediately picked up the broom on the ground and whipped it at Mr. Xie: "Get out! Get out! Get out! You should go home and take care of your grandson at your age, instead of being idle Disassemble the bamboo bed I made?"

"What if I don't leave?"

"You kid has such a big breath!"

"Huh? You made this bamboo bed?"

Mr. Xie asked three times in a row and looked at Liu Xing with a dark face.

He is a master of bamboo crafts, it is really unreasonable to be chased away by a young boy, if it is not for the sake of Village Chief Wang, he really wants to fight back.

"Wang Afu, hurry up and get this old man out!" Liu Xing didn't answer Mr. Xie's question, but thought that Mr. Xie was mentally ill, so he shouted impatiently outside.

Hearing the shout, Wang Afu ran in quickly with Wang Jiabao, and when he saw that Mr. Xie was also there, he immediately greeted him courteously, and then asked Liu Xing with a smile, "Who did you say to be kicked out just now?"

"Who else, he!" Liu Xing pointed to Mr. Xie.

"Him?" Wang Afu shrank his neck when he heard the words, and said in a cold sweat; "Do you know who he is?"

"He is the master of bamboo art brought by the mayor!" Wang Afu whispered in Liu Xing's ear.

"Master of Bamboo Art? Or Master of Ideas?" Liu Xing showed suspicious eyes.

Old Xie snorted coldly and raised his head. He knew that if nothing happened, the brat in front of him would come to apologize to him, after all, his identity was not fake.

Unexpectedly, Liu Xing not only did not apologize, but also urged Wang Afu: "Where is the bullshit master in this age, drive him out quickly, or the bamboo bed will not be made well before lunch !"

"Ah! How rushing! Master." Wang Afu was crying, feeling a bit in a dilemma.

Wang Jiabao even sneaked away at this time, it is better for this mortal to stay away when the god fights him.

"Do you think I'm a joker?" Liu Xing got a little angry, and immediately picked up the broom and whipped it at Mr. Xie regardless of 21 or . Even Wang Afu suffered disaster and was chased towards the gate as garbage.

Thank you for the depression in your heart!On the spot, he was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, but he was also a little surprised that he was called Master by Wang Afu. From this point of view, this kid is not simple!

With the idea of ​​not acquainting each other, he held his head and asked Liu Xing: "Who are you and what is your master's name? I really don't understand the rules, big or small."

"Me! I'm just a little bamboo stick maker, as for my master!" Liu Xing looked at Mr. Xie with a funny look: "That's him."

Liu Xing pointed at Wang Afu jokingly, then bent down and picked up the scattered bamboo strips, paved the way and continued to make the bamboo bed.

The reason why he deliberately called Wang Afu his master is because he has no master at all, and even if he had one, it was before rebirth, but this cannot be said!

Mr. Xie didn't know Liu Xing's thoughts, he turned his head and looked at Wang Afu: "You are such a useless master! You were beaten by your apprentice, and...how is the foot of this bamboo bed designed, and there are no bamboo pins in sight? ?”

"Mr. Xie...I'm not his master, but an apprentice!" Wang Afu spread his hands dumbfoundingly: "As for the bed foot design you mentioned, I don't even know, you should ask him humbly."

"Who the hell is he?" Old Xie became annoyed.

It's unreasonable to be tricked by a brat.

"He is Liu Xing, the stripper who repaired the Zhang family's golden bean steamer. You should know this time, right?" Seeing that Mr. Xie was frightened, Wang Abao immediately oiled the soles of his feet and ran away.

Mr. Xie was indeed frightened. Before he came to Banqiao Town, he heard about Liu Xing's repair of the golden bean steamer. He originally wanted to meet Liu Xing before leaving Banqiao Town. The first child is Liu Xing, which really subverts his perception of artists!
What he couldn't figure out was, how could a child who was only thirteen or fourteen years old fix such a complicated golden bean steamer as the Zhang family's?
"There must be something inside this!" Out of curiosity, Mr. Xie cheekily walked towards Liu Xing again.

This time Liu Xing was not chasing Mr. Xie away, because he was so engrossed in making the bamboo bed that he didn't notice anyone approaching him at all.

He didn't realize that Mr. Xie was looking at his hands with wide eyes until he installed all the bamboo strips on the frame of the bamboo bed.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a handsome guy?" Liu Xing gave Mr. Xie a blank look. After patting the dust on his body, he picked up the broom and swept away the bamboo chips on the bamboo bed.

The bamboo bed is basically finished, just apply a layer of tung oil to finish the work perfectly.

Mr. Xie was not angry because of Liu Xing's words, but stepped forward to touch the bamboo bed: "Good craftsmanship! Young man, who is your master? Can you show me?"

"No!" Liu Xing replied.

"Why?" Old Xie was puzzled.

"He has been dead for many years. If I take you to see him, wouldn't I have to open the coffin? You old man, I think there is something wrong with your head!" Liu Xing frowned, watching Director Zhang deliver popsicles Come over, immediately walked out of the bamboo building.

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