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Master Wang met Ji Mo when he went to a rich family to make paper figurines. The two were retained together, and they also received rewards. Those days were considered to be friendship. Ji Mo intends to communicate more with his colleagues , Increase professional knowledge, and after asking the address of the other party, I will go to see it when I am free.

In fact, they don't move around very much in this business. With the exception of Ji Mo, Master Wang is also a little helpless. Fortunately, he confiscated his disciples and taught a son, which is not so busy.

When Ji Mo came, he just chatted with him. If he didn't like to talk, the other party didn't force him. It was quite comfortable to get along with him, but when he got used to it, he became a year-end friend.

In the first few years, Master Wang’s life was not bad. Although his wife died early, he left behind a son who was still smart. Later, I don’t know when this son started to learn to gamble. Angry and anxious, how much money can he make as a paper maker, if the hole can't be blocked, he will sell the land.

I don’t know how the two pieces of land were accumulated. After paying off the gambling debts, Master Wang was in a bad mood. He probably knew that there was nothing valuable in the house. The money just ran away.

There was only one master Wang who was so angry that he fell on the bed. If Ji Mo hadn't just gone to look for him that day, he might have disappeared at that time.

Later, Ji Mo invited the doctor and bought the medicine, and he took care of it for a few days.

In those few days, Master Wang was really moved, holding his hand, unable to speak, just shed tears.

Master Wang was already old. Although he survived the disease, his health would be very bad in the future. Ji Mo often went to see him. He probably knew what Ji Mo meant. He promised early on that he would tell him everything before he died. .

This is also because he is afraid that Ji Mo won't come to visit after he gets his own skills. Ji Mo doesn't mind. He has been here for so many years, and he is not afraid of being a "filial son" for a few years. He just goes to see him from time to time.

On this day, when Ji Mo came over, Master Wang bought wine early and waited for him to come over and have a drink together. The glass in front of Ji Mo was poured as much as it was when he left. Just a moment.

"I know what you mean. I've been coaxing the old man for a few years. It's okay if I tell you all this stuff. I'm afraid no one will talk about it in the future."

Master Wang drank two cups, and felt a little emotional. His health is getting worse and worse. Birth, old age, sickness and death can't be avoided by anything.

At first, I thought that my son would die in retirement, so I had nothing to worry about, but in the end, I was accompanied by a young man I knew halfway, "You have a master, and I don't want you to worship my master. The old man has taught you all these things." Son, that kid doesn't live up to expectations, I don't know if I can pass it on, and I'll tell you, you remember to pass it on, it's fine, it's fine, it's fine, I'm getting old, there's nothing I can't see..."

How lonely, I feel empty in my heart when I talk about it. Master Wang drank another glass of wine, and in his own order, he talked about the main points of the paper maker. Ji Mo is also a paper maker. He didn't have to say so much about things, so, in fact, it didn't matter a few words.

Ji Mo patiently listened to what he already knew. Seeing that Master Wang stopped talking, he was a little surprised, and asked: "Master Wang, what I have always wanted to know is what are the requirements for eye paint? My master didn't tell me at that time , Later he went in a hurry and didn't have a chance to say anything."

"Isn't it just black? I know you are very fancy, what color eyes do you want to order, so you won't be afraid to scare people."

Master Wang glared at Ji Mo, his face was already a little red, because his skin was dark, it was not very conspicuous, and he said with a drunken mouth: "I said it earlier, we are taboo about this, laymen don't understand, you Experts don’t know yet, you can’t make paper figurines so similar, it’s not a question of whether you want it or not.”

Ji Mo was helpless when he heard that, of course he knew this, but wouldn't it look better that way?This kind of taboo in the industry, laymen don't understand, but the buyers are all laymen, of course they will buy paper figurines that look pleasing to the eye, the same price, who would like ugly ones?

"It's not the dot eyes, I mean..." Ji Mo's words got stuck for a while, if he wanted to talk about the specialness of that kind of paper figurine, he would incidentally mention the matter of making paper figurines for tomb robbers, which was not a trivial matter in ancient times. Maybe there is a crime, so he took out the story told by Uncle Li, the story about using paper dolls to drive lonely ghosts.

"It's this kind of paper figurine. How do you dot the eyes? Is it also ordinary black paint?"

That time, Uncle Li made paper figurines vividly, and all the materials were different from before. Ji Mo had reason to believe that the eyes that were left at the end must be the key, and his professional knowledge was stuck here.

While talking, Master Wang poured himself a drink, and he had already drank two more glasses. The ancient wines were not too strong, and he was not drunk yet, but it seemed that Ji Mo was drunk.

"What nonsense are you talking about? That kind of paper figurine is legendary. How can it be made? If it is really made, it is not a paper figurine. It's a ghost, but it depends on the date of birth! "

Master Wang laughed as he spoke, as if he thought the joke was very funny. Their business was said to be a yin and yang business, and was tabooed by others, but in the eyes of Master Wang who actually did this business, they were actually the same as carpenters and blacksmiths. , It’s about making things and selling them. What’s the difference between yin and yang? If the fire burns, what can be left?

Real people will also be burned, let alone paper figurines?

Ji Mo listened silently, he already understood that Master Wang didn't know there was such a paper man, even if it was only in theory, because he had never seen the pair of paper men made by Uncle Li who could walk and run. , so I don't really believe it, but at least people can make it, instead of taking it as a joke like Master Wang.

So, the master selected by the system is Uncle Li, not Master Wang, or any other master?

From this point of view, maybe the system didn't randomly choose me when I was born in the mountain village, but because Uncle Li would appear there, so he waited there.

Maybe, Uncle Li's branch is the only one who possesses the highest skill of making paper figurines. The others, like Master Wang, can only make ordinary paper figurines.

It seems that they are all in the same business, but there is still a big gap between Chinese-style pastry and Western-style cakes.

In this case... Ji Mo sighed lightly, this last bit of professional knowledge cannot be counted on Master Wang.

Sitting with Master Wang for a while, he drank too much and was helped by Ji Mo to sleep. Ji Mo cleared up the table outside, greeted the neighbors and left.

When I came back the next day, I found that Master Wang had also gone. This old man really pinpointed the time of his death. Could it be that yesterday's drink was a flashback?

Seeing the few copper coins under his pillow, Ji Mo sighed softly, he still learned a little professional knowledge from Master Wang, and it is also appropriate to arrange a funeral for him.

The big monk in the temple has been too lazy to move these years, and tomorrow he will eat vegetarian food every day, but he is getting a little fatter. He kindly asked the little monk to help with the ritual, and praised Ji Mo: "You are a kind person. , born with a compassionate heart.”

"You can't just look at the lonely and helpless, and die with regret."

Ji Mo sighed softly, since the ancients valued this and he has the ability, he should do it for his conscience. I dare not say that I have benefited a lot from this period of year-end friendship, but I have not lost anything. Don't be stingy here, it is also bad. gained fame.

He thought this way, and felt that it was the most selfish idea. When he returned home, he was yelled out by Ji Sanjie several times. Fortunately, the neighbors on both sides are far away. Ji Sanjie is mean, unlike her younger brother who is kind.

People are willing to associate with kindness. When Master Wang is buried with glory, Ji Mo's reputation will be improved because of it. Everyone hopes to meet such a friend when they are down and down.

When Ji Mo's reputation spread, the nearby lonely elders were also willing to deal with him. Unfortunately, Ji Mo is not a person who pities the poor and the weak. He focuses on the paper-making man and wants to make up for the quality with quantity, but he can't. To waste material costs, you can only continue to expand your business. In this regard, Yang Xiao really has a bit of talent. He continues the work of making paper for him, and he also sells some small things. Back and forth, the new house is also It was built, and all the furniture was complete.

But within two years, his new marriage has been busily organized.

The new daughter-in-law is pungent and capable. After the shyness of the newlyweds, she has to intervene inside and out, and she has a little bit of trouble getting along with Ji Sanjie. Ji Mo can't listen to complaints. Obviously there are more rooms, but it seems Even more crowded.

There was only one living room in total, and the newlyweds still couldn’t understand him making paper figurines in the living room. When she was pregnant, she raised her opinion, so Ji Mo moved the things into the room. It happened that Yang Xiao’s bed was also moved out, and there were also people in the room. Some places, squeezed a little, but still open.

Later, he said that he was startled by the paper man placed behind him or something, and felt uncomfortable for a few days. Ji Mo could see that this was a dove trying to occupy the magpie's nest!

"Don't mention the matter of old-age care. I'm far from that age. Separate this yard, your side, my side, let's keep less contact in the future, so as not to have a lot of gossip."

Ji Mo's face turned cold, and he was not without temper. Why did he and Uncle Li's house just let it go?If it wasn't for that little relationship, why would they live here?

Although he didn't know where the confidence of his new wife came from, he only told Yang Xiao that if he didn't listen, his good reputation in the village and town would always be useful, so he wouldn't be kicked out of the house by the husband and wife .

Seeing him like this, Sanjie Ji, who had always been at odds with her daughter-in-law, didn't dare to say anything. Yang Xiao became even more sullen, and went back into the house. Sanjie Ji yelled "No", and ran in after him. Mo still doesn't quite understand, what's wrong with this?Angry?