attack stream of life

About half a year after the first batch of educated youths came, the second batch of educated youths also arrived. Because there were too many of them, the village proposed to build a settlement for educated youths.They found an open space, and the educated youth paid according to their wishes, and soon built a row of houses with mud bricks and gray tiles.

Life in the countryside was difficult. A few educated youth found connections and went back, but most of them couldn't.Everyone thought that Ma Anna would leave. After all, her father was also an officer, but she didn't leave, and slowly followed the captain's line to make friends with other people in the village.

Qing Chuan and others still turned a blind eye to her, but except for their family, everyone had a good attitude towards Ma Anna.After all, this is a beautiful, gentle and wealthy girl. I don't know how many people think that taking her own son will save ten years of struggle.Ma Anna, who had suffered a lot from Wei Ge's side, finally gave up, and she began to get close to a new educated youth.

Of course, although she is no longer close to Wei Ge, she still often goes to Qing Chuan to express her sincerity.Many people, including the old people in the village, are persuading Qingchuan to break the bones and connect the tendons, he is a father, and he is so sincere, why not take it easy?The old lady is just too stubborn, they are young, and they are brothers and sisters, they really shouldn't make trouble like this.

Qing Chuan laughed, cut a plate of bacon and treated these old people who came to intercede for a meal. During the banquet, he drank some wine, and he half-slumped on the table when he was a little drunk, shaking his head at the old people, "Elders , I will put these words here today. I am a child who was called fatherless when I was young. Okay, I will treat myself as a dead father. To put it bluntly, even if Ma Liu is dead today, it will be his turn. If I don't go to throw basins for him, my mother won't shed a single tear, and I still eat meat and drink, so what is his Ma Liu's daughter?"

As he spoke, he stood up, looked at everyone present indifferently, and said with a sneer: "I respect you as elders, and don't bully our orphans and widowed mothers. The law has ruled that we are two families. Do you use clan to coerce people? Do you think you are bigger than the country and the law? When you are in a hurry, I will go to the government to ask, what is the matter with making people pregnant while the wife of the soldier is still alive? Tell me later Ma Anna, stay away if you don't want Ma Liu to be thrown into jail, and her new partner doesn't want a jailed father-in-law either, right?"

Qing Chuan went crazy with alcohol, but the elders dare not take him as a joke.Although Qingchuan is just a worker in a slaughterhouse, if it is so difficult to find a job nowadays and he has a rural household registration and can securely hold an iron rice bowl, you will know that he is still somewhat capable.If he really reported it to the higher authorities, the situation outside is so severe now, maybe he really succeeded, and it would be a loss to their village as a whole.After all, it's not easy to get an official in the village, even if it's not good, it's nice to say it.

Ma Anna's side also suddenly stopped. Of course, it was inevitable that she cried in front of a few friends, and learned that the young people looked at Qingchuan with wrong eyes, as if they were looking at some evil people who were dressed like beasts and wolfs.

Qing Chuan didn't care about them, he was annoyed, pleading endlessly, did he really think he had no temper?There is also Ma Anna, who came here mainly for the labor reform of those who lived in the shack below, so why use the sign of looking at him.

To be honest, Qingchuan doesn't hate the realistic and scheming Ma Anna. It's her ability to win over so many people. It's her luck that she can be reborn and communicate with animals. But she shouldn't bother Qingchuan, so Qingchuan has to take extra time to solve it. .

Now is the critical period for clearing missions, how can I have that spare time to play games with a little girl?

It was too late to wait for the slaughterhouse to have large and medium livestock for him to practice, so Qingchuan bought cattle, donkeys and the like from the system, found a secret base in the mountain behind the house, slaughtered them and sold them on the black market in batches, making a profit Points continued to be bought, and in this cycle, he had already touched the edge of the master Pao Ding Jie Niu, but at this time Ma Zhiqing came to him every day to find him, and it was hard to guard against.

This can be regarded as once and for all.

Day after day, the village still quarreled endlessly over trivial matters, and the educated youth resettlement site also performed several scenes of love and hatred, but none of this seemed to have anything to do with Qingchuan.

Wei Ge has become a well-known lazy bastard in the village. He doesn't work well and walks around all day, wondering what to do.Everyone shook their heads in secret. Qingchuan, who is delicious and delicious, raised a son. Not only did he have to raise him young, but he might even have to raise him to grow old. It sounds like Qingchuan is not worth it, so it is better to say that the child is his own. , It is not good to raise after this.

However, Qing Chuan knew that this kid had secretly sold the gold and silver left to him by his grandmother, doing business on the black market, and even recruited a group of people to call him brother after him.Qing Chuan also doesn't understand why Wei Ge suddenly became obsessed with money, maybe this is the basic quality of a future boss?The only thing he can do is probably to turn a blind eye and close one eye, just pretending that he doesn't know.

He himself is also progressing very well. When he was almost 30 years old, Qingchuan finally stabilized at the master level and completed all the main tasks.The system thought that he would continue to brush up to the god level, but who knew that from then on, apart from the work in the slaughterhouse and the livestock that the system gave every month, Qing Chuan didn't even bother to pick up a knife, and used various ointments to maintain his body when he had spare time. hand.

"what are you doing?"

"Take care of your hands." Qing Chuan didn't lift his head.

"Hand care?!"

"Hands are the most precious thing an artist has besides his brain, so why not cherish them?"

"You don't want to continue?" The system didn't understand why such a diligent and persistent person in the previous world suddenly changed.

"First of all." Qingchuan raised a finger, "I don't want to be a god-level butcher or a god-level forensic doctor. A master-level Paodingjieniu is enough. Secondly, I don't like destruction. Art, it is also a process of decomposition and destruction, and I like to create. In the end, you have to admit that human energy is limited, and it is impossible for me to go to a world to learn a god-level skill and ensure that all of them are not downshifted. I have to have Selectively keep the more cost-effective ones, and discard the lower cost-effective ones.”

"Do you know what the mutation of Paodingjieniu is?" The system's tone is as if he missed a hundred million, "After the upgrade, your eyes can see through the weak points of others, and you can hit them with one hit!"

"It's within my expectations. But so what, I'm not a frontline fighter, I just like to create beauty."

After completing the main task, Qing Chuan had a lot of time, and he began to use the skills he learned in the last world.Because there is no kiln, the clay figurines can only be dried in the shade and painted. Qingchuan has made many clay figurines with rural themes.

At first, I just made it for myself, and gave some of the extra to the children in the village.But the god-level craftsman skills cannot be hidden after all, and soon, his clay figurines spread among the children, and some adults also collected some, and even specially customized a pair of wedding theme, childbirth theme etc.

But in a few years, even the commune knew that there was a clay figurine in their village who was particularly good at making clay.The leaders above suggested that such a good technology should not be wasted, how about we make a big harvest and build a big one?If it is done well, it can be put on an external exhibition. The bamboo carving art in the next-door commune has made a big splash, and the clay figurine art in our commune is not bad either!

Qingchuan meticulously made a set of clay figurines from the big harvest, and passed them all the way from the commune to the office of the county leaders. His exquisite skills impressed the leaders, and reported the clay figurine art of Changshan Village to the next Canton Fair.If it can be sold at foreign exhibitions to earn foreign exchange, it will be a big face.

The leaders of the commune attached great importance to this matter. They heard that the burnt ones are stronger and can be stored for a long time. They even built a kiln for Qingchuan alone. Help Qingchuan to work.

He became a foreman by such an accident, and his salary was higher than that of the slaughterhouse. Qing Chuan resigned from the slaughterhouse job. He gave the job in the slaughterhouse to his eldest brother's nephew, and the eldest nephew entered the slaughterhouse as a temporary worker. The worker is a thousand thanks, and other people are also staring at the places of several helpers under him.

Good guy, it costs 12 yuan a month for a helper.

Qingchuan didn't give anyone face, carefully selected a few crafty ones, and taught them how to make clay figurines, and taught them all kinds of secret skills without reservation.

The Canton Fair is in October, but Qingchuan started preparations at the beginning of the year.He made many clay figurines with the characteristics of ethnic minorities, and also made a batch of clay figurines that looked immoral and unruly at the time but were very beautiful and fashionable in later generations.

Because of his special situation, the most challenging series of 'bikini' beauties, which made people blush at first glance, also passed the inspection, and went to Guangzhou in a truck with Qing Chuan and others.

Wei Geyin is Qingchuan's adopted son, so he had the cheek to ask for a place to follow him.

Changshan Village is on the southern coast, not too far from Guangzhou, and it took only a few days to get there after being dizzy on a big truck.At this time, because of the Canton Fair, a large number of exhibitors have gathered here, and the hotel cannot be booked, and there is no money, so everyone rents a yard from a local, and the seven or eight people who come here are crowded in two rooms. I bought the materials myself and burned them myself.

After a day's rest, everyone couldn't help but go outside for a walk. The streets have been cleaned up. From time to time, you can see foreign businessmen coming to China. There are blond whites and businessmen from other Asian countries who are similar to Chinese. .

A few days before the start of the exhibition, after everyone registered, the organizer asked everyone who came to the exhibition to have their hair and beard trimmed, cleaned their bodies, and dressed in decent clothes.

Most of the people who came this time were in a hurry, those who rented clothes, those who rented clothes, and those who shaved their hair.Qing Chuan took the scissors and personally cut Wei Ge a fashionable short hair. He also specially prepared two sets of 'proper' clothes.

A shirt made of white poplin, buttons with gold-rimmed white shells, black trousers made of soft fabric with excellent drape, black patent leather cowhide shoes, and a thin gray cashmere windbreaker with white checkered patterns. Demeanor requires temperature and temperature.

With such care, Qing Chuan looks younger by several years, and looks like a young man in his early twenties, who belongs to the class of gentle and handsome.On the contrary, Wei Ge's honey-colored skin has been running around in the past few years, and he doesn't look as bright as Qingchuan.

The products of the exhibition will be placed two days before, and their clay figurines are not in a good position. They are in the corner. This time, they have no experience and no billboards.

The mayor saw that everyone else had billboards, and stomped his feet anxiously.The location of their booth is very biased, behind the corner, if you don’t pay attention, you will walk directly there, and there are no particularly bright lights there.

Ask the person in charge, the person in charge is a young man in a suit, with a slightly greasy hair combed, and looked them up and down, "Didn't you get to know them well before coming here? It's their first time participating, so they have prepared well. You... have really wasted the opportunities and quotas given by the country."

He accused him, but left without giving a solution.

The mayor thumped the wall angrily, "It's all because I didn't find out clearly before."

Everyone knows that this time is an opportunity that has been won with great difficulty. If it fails this time, there will be no future.I don't know how many eyes are on the quota of the Canton Fair. The township chief and others are also under tremendous pressure. If you don't succeed, you will die.

"No hurry, there are still two days, we still have time." Qing Chuan said calmly, "There is no other way now, so let the dead horse be treated as a living horse doctor." He called people one by one, and collected long wooden boards and large pieces of plain white cloth , and the kind of small colored light bulbs and wiring boards.It's also strange that Qingchuan is usually a low-key person, but at this time he is very imposing, making people obey him unconsciously.

Qingchuan asked someone to borrow a few long wooden planks, bought a white cloth and laid them on nails, it was an oil painting canvas.He bought paint in a hurry, couldn't find oil paint for a while, and replaced it with water powder, and then started painting on the spot.

Fortunately, when he started making clay figurines, he bought the virtual classroom class hours and regained his artistic touch.Qingchuan painted quickly and well, he needed to paint four boards, each two square meters, this is a big project.Everyone stared at the young man who was painting on the spot, even the people in the booth far away had to find an excuse to take a look.

"I didn't expect our master to have such a skill. Where did you learn it?" Everyone was surprised.

Qing Chuan thought for a while, "Actually, those people who came to our village to reform..." He lowered his voice.

Others felt that something was wrong, but looking at the painting, they couldn't tell what was wrong.The township head comforted: "It seems that their transformation is still very successful. They want to turn bad things into good things. Look, don't they become good things now?"

When Qingchuan was painting, the few people who came here refused to sleep at night, wrapped their hands in blankets and rubbed their hands, staring intently.

The first painting is at night, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and there is a bonfire underneath. 56 nationalities wear their own national costumes and sing and dance around the bonfire. Their faces are filled with joy of a happy life and expectations for the future. Very harmonious and beautiful.

The second picture is a western-style ball, where an elegant lady lifts up her skirt and dances with handsome gentlemen. The delicate crystal lamp shines on her head, and the flower-colored carpet under her feet is faintly visible between the hem of the skirt, which is very extravagant.

The third picture is the beach, where the sea and the sky line, white waves wash over the golden sand, women in bikinis and men in swimming trunks are playing, and children are playing happily.

The fourth picture is a futuristic city, full of skyscrapers and bright neon lights, fashionable people shopping on the streets, and cool cars driving through the city.

Clay figurines with ethnic characteristics are placed under the first painting.Below the second painting are clay figurines in Western-style classical attire.Below the third painting are beauties in bikinis who are walking or lying down.Below the fourth painting is the urban beauty.One pair corresponds to one theme, which is clear at a glance.

There are arrows made of colorful lights at the corner, and the shining lights lead the guests from the outside to the booth here.

"Papa papa." The mayor looked at the brand-new booth and couldn't help applauding vigorously.Even the people who watched Qing Chuan slapping his pen and denouncing him from nothing also applauded.

It took two days to draw such an exquisite poster and arrange this small corner so eye-catchingly, which is really a rare thing worthy of special mention.

Qing Chuan himself was very dissatisfied, the time was too hasty after all, he barely closed his eyes for two nights, so he barely finished the painting, it looked okay from a distance, but couldn't stand pondering.

"Go and rest, I'll call you when the time is up." Wei Ge pushed Qing Chuan, who had dark circles under his eyes, to sleep. He had noticed that Qing Chuan had secretly swallowed a few small pills in the past two days, but his face was still pale after two days of suffering. The white eyes are blackened like a ghost.

Others also said, "Get some rest, I can't do without you as a master tomorrow."

Qing Chuan got up after only three hours of sleep. He took a shower, made himself very refreshed, and stood in front of the booth early.

Their booth location is very remote, but the effect of the four posters is still good, and there are colorful lights to guide them, and there are foreign businessmen who are interested in these handicrafts.They negotiated a big deal in almost one morning, no, maybe it is more appropriate to say 'he'.

The mayor is usually good at talking, but when he sees a foreigner with a high nose, he becomes dumb, and other people are not much better, even Wei Ge, who Qingchuan gave him high hopes, can't open his mouth, obviously the foreign businessman brought a translator, I don't know why they were nervous, so I had to go to Qingchuan.

He talked with Gao Nose freely, without mentioning the price, just talking about art.Qingchuan has studied the history of Western sculpture, so it sounds like that when he said it.As long as the clay figurines are upgraded from handicrafts to artworks, the price will be easy to negotiate.

As a producer, Qingchuan is most qualified to tell people about the historical value, artistic value and collection value of clay figurines.

The other party is not stupid, he is a qualified businessman, but Qingchuan's performance is also very good, he is completely an artist, and he will never sell his works cheaply.They come and go, engaging in price tug-of-war from all aspects.

The final transaction price is US$0.8 for more than 0.5 pieces and US$[-] for more than [-] pieces, and the other party ordered [-] pieces.

Their big trucks only carried less than 0.5 pieces, which is one-third of the transaction. Everyone was screaming with excitement, and only the village head was still counting the price with his fingers, "[-] dollars is our money." how many?"

"Five or six yuan." Someone said.

"One is only five or six yuan?! The three thousand pieces..." The head of the township straightened his eyes, patted Qing Chuan on the shoulder vigorously, and said in a low voice: "It's really worth learning." He thought that English was also learned from the sent down personnel of.

Qing Chuan didn't think there were many of them, these were big dolls over [-] centimeters in size, and only one third of them could be successfully fired in one kiln, the elimination rate was so high, this amount of money was not enough for labor.That is to say, labor is worthless at this moment, otherwise it will be a loss at all.The clay figurines he made are all exquisite in facial features and gorgeous in clothes, and they are all handmade. In modern times, he would not sell them for thousands of dollars.

Forget it, now the country needs foreign exchange, so let’s make a profit at a loss.

There were reporters at the exhibition, and when they saw the deal was completed, they came to take a picture. They came to take pictures of Changshan clay figurines, and also took pictures of a group of silly people.

"Comrade reporter, can this be published in the newspaper?" Everyone was very excited.

"Yes, yes, don't worry." The reporter was busy taking solo photos of Qingchuan. He is good looking, has a "legendary experience" of painting on the spot, and is a master of making clay figurines. He is the most topical, of course. Take two pictures separately.

In the next two days, the rest of the clay figurines were also sold, and the orders they got would be exchanged for RMB from the organizer. This money could not reach Qingchuan, and he only paid dead wages, most of which would be released To use it as public funds in the commune, it's no wonder that the township chief's eyes narrowed into slits when he smiled.

He patted the hero on the shoulder, "Let's come back next year, come back!"

The villagers went to the organizer with the list, and only Qingchuan and Weige were left.

"Uncle, I want to learn English, what you said to them." Wei Ge stared deeply at Qingchuan, who was about the same height, but looked up, "I want to be like you."