technical type

Master Wang is not very honorable now, the builder has lost the glory of the past, no matter how good a master craftsman like him is, he is only a craftsman, and he has to obey the control of others.

Uncle Sun Liu communicated with Master Wang and took him directly to the field. This project was to repair a garden for a prince.

"You belong to the Sun family?"

The man Wang Dajiang sent to pick him up had a thick voice and a muscular body. His sleeveless jacket was full of solid muscles, and he looked like he was doing manual labor.

"Yes, yes, it is agreed, you are Wang Jiajiulang, I have admired you for a long time!"

Uncle Sun Liu gave a nondescript boxing ceremony, his obsequious smile was indistinguishable from these craftsmen, that respectful look, it didn't look good, but it was done well, and people couldn't say anything bad.

Wang Jiulang might have something to say, but was blocked by Uncle Sun Liu's sentence, he didn't know what to say. He stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling face, so he nodded to Uncle Sun Liu and said, "Okay, come with me."

Carrying his own little burden, Ji Mo followed Wang Jiulang inside. Uncle Sun Liu didn't go in, but bid farewell to Ji Mo outside, telling him to listen to others.

Looking at Uncle Sun Liu in surprise, Ji Mo thought that Uncle Sun Liu would send him in, so he would meet Master Wang again and say a few words, but he stopped at the door?

The construction site is always the same mess in ancient and modern times, with all kinds of stones lying here and there, and there are various gullies on the ground, and there are people coming and going, laying bricks, moving stones, and measuring with something. , Amidst the noise, there is even more dust. No matter what the scenery behind this garden is, it is now a wasteland scene, not a place for quiet and elegant conversation.

"I don't have much friendship with Wang Dajiang, we don't even know each other, you just follow, Wang Jiulang will take care of you."

Uncle Sun Six was sure.

Ji Mo didn't even have the nerve to ask, you know Wang Jiulang's character because you are not familiar with Wang Dajiang, how do you know that he will take care of him?

But after Uncle Sun Liu said this, he bowed his hands to Wang Jiulang and left without a single word of advice, obviously a little afraid of making too many mistakes.

Wang Jiulang waited for a while, and saw that he was leaving, without delay, he waved his hand to signal Ji Mo to follow him.

The two walked inside through the chaotic construction site, and they could see that there were still major projects, such as digging ponds, adding soil and building mountains, and even the exquisite stones were carved and arranged cleverly to create a rockery scenery.

Along the way, someone always greeted Wang Jiulang. Wang Jiulang was quite aloof, nodding to everyone with his expression unchanged.

The further you go in, the better the scenery inside. It's not that you really add any exotic flowers and plants, but that it becomes more and more orderly. You can see a general layout, and guess what the final shape of the garden will be. How was it.

There are also more buildings. On a piece of yellow land, you can see several wooden houses, small pavilions, and unpainted corridors. The dust here is much smaller, but there are more sawdust. During the flying, you can see the craftsmen who seem to have frost on their heads.

"Father, someone is here."

Wang Jiulang greeted one of the craftsmen.

The bearded craftsman was Master Wang. He heard the words and looked up. All kinds of sawdust and stone powder on his face were mixed with sweat. For a while, he couldn't see what the person looked like.

A young craftsman next to him scooped up a ladle of water and handed it over to wet the cloth. Master Wang wiped the cloth on his head and face, and the heavy dust was wiped off, revealing a flushed face.

"Come here, come here, and have a look at this garden."

Master Wang smiled kindly at Ji Mo, beckoning him to come over.

Ji Mo responded, hurried over, and when he got to Wang Dajiang's side, he saw clearly what he showed him, it was a sand table.

The structural pattern of the garden is shown in the sand table. To be honest, this sand table is too simple. All the buildings on it are made of mud, which is not detailed and vivid enough. It only roughly shows a direction. There is something to see.

"Look, where are we now?"

Master Wang tested him as soon as he came up, but this question was not difficult. Ji Mo had been reading it all the way, and now he pointed to one point and said, "We are here now."

"Okay, not bad!"

Master Wang praised, "With your grandfather's talent, it seems that I have nothing to teach you. Don't tell me what to learn here, just do me a favor and let me see how much you have learned. point."

This was said very politely, not because Grandpa Sun bowed his head, he raised his head a bit higher here, not like the one in the story who offended people because of drunken nonsense.

"Uncle, you're being polite. Grandpa told me to study hard with Uncle."

Ji Mo didn't agree to such words. Although he didn't want to be a teacher, so as not to be coerced by others, but he came to learn something after all, so he still had an attitude.

Master Wang smiled and waved his hands: "Don't be polite to me, your grandfather doesn't have such a temper."

When he said this, Ji Mo couldn't talk, so he just smiled.

He said a few words to the craftsmen around him, and gave Wang Jiulang a few words, then patted the dust on his body, and took Ji Mo out personally, "Go, go and have a look first, let's talk about it later." , you also pay attention, see if there are any differences, and give pointers."

He said this more politely, Wang Dajiang laughed, not thinking that such words were condescending, but Wang Jiulang glared at Ji Mo with a bit of anger on his face.

Apparently, the stories circulating outside are somewhat true. Wang Dajiang's son is not as humble as him.

No matter how hard Ji Mo refused to refuse, he followed up with a few words of politeness, and inadvertently said, "Grandpa also exaggerates the craftsmanship."

"lie!"

Master Wang straightened his face, and reprimanded in a low voice. He had a big beard, and his square face looked upright and majestic. Ji Mo was startled, thinking that he was making people angry, and he was worried. Then Master Wang said: "Your grandfather will not praise me, he can only swear at others, and it is impossible to praise others."

The intimacy in these words made Ji Mo feel at ease, but also blushed. Grandpa Sun and Master Wang had worked together for a long time, and the understanding between the two was more than what he had heard. and what!

One is willing to fight and the other is willing to endure, what's the matter with him.

This is great, if you don't pay attention, you become the one who lied, and your reputation is victimized.

Master Wang didn't have Ji Mo's entanglement, so he directly asked Ji Mo how his grandpa's health was. He thought about how grandpa Sun used to behave in front of Ji Mo, and told Ji Mo those stories.

"We people are most afraid of your grandfather. The beating and scolding come as soon as you say it, like a violent storm. Sometimes it makes people puzzled. It hurts and you don't know why. Later, he said, Only then did I understand, wasn’t it just a mistake?”

Master Wang did not deny that he had been beaten by Grandpa Sun, but he didn't look like he held grudges, on the contrary he didn't take it seriously.

"I was beaten first to learn art, and I didn't even get beaten. What can I learn? Your grandpa really taught me. It doesn't matter if I get beaten by him a few times. I really want to worship your grandpa as a teacher. It's a pity, your grandpa Children with foreign surnames are not accepted."

When Wang Dajiang talked about apprenticeship, he still felt regretful.

At that time, the great craftsman wanted to be a builder, but it was too difficult. There was no good way, and there was no way to go there. The builders all have their own inheritance, but they look down on craftsmen who started from craftsmanship. It's just a bigger craftsman.

In other words, Grandpa Sun does not have such prejudices. He should use it or use it, teach him or teach it.

Master Wang thought of his job well, and now after many years, knowing that there might be some obstacles, he still took Ji Mo to study here, for no other reason, it is a kindness to teach a little, and he should pay it back.

After some digressions, the scene turned for the most part, Wang Dajiang directly asked Ji Moke how the style of this dynasty can be seen?

The wooden shelves without any color can be seen as the frame of the house, but they are all log-colored. Do you want to see the style of the dynasty from the size of the frame?

Ji Mo has never been to Beijing, but he has seen the buildings in several other cities. Not to mention the old ones, the new ones can be said to be in the style of this dynasty.

"Shang Jian."

Ji Mo answered carefully, not daring to say more, for fear of showing timidity, and he didn't want to embarrass Grandpa Sun.

Master Wang smiled and nodded: "Yes, do you know why it is so simple and generous?"

This question is a bit out of line.

Ji Mo pondered for a while, "Shangwu?"

The emperor of the current dynasty was regarded as a rebel army. The saying of "martial arts" is only to say that they are rough warriors and do not know how to appreciate the beauty of subtlety and restraint.

"Stupid, no money!"

Master Wang slapped Ji Mo's head with a slap, not with much force, but showing closeness.

Hearing the loud laughter after he said it in a low voice, Ji Mo couldn't help showing a smile on his face. This kind of topic that sounded taboo really easily brought the relationship between the two closer, as if they were newly acquainted Colleagues, get together to complain about the boss.

"I didn't expect it, but the master is smart."

Ji Mo flattered him a little.

Master Wang was still laughing, his beard was parted, his yellow teeth were showing joy, and his red face was even more rosy, as if he had gotten something good.

"Wait for me and your grandpa to write a letter saying that you praised me, and see what your grandpa says."

When Wang Dajiang said this, it was a bit of a joke.

Ji Mo smiled, and his expression was more calm: "Grandpa can only be happy. He trusts the craftsman's craftsmanship, so he entrusted me here. Hearing that I know his hard work, how can there be any dissatisfaction?"

"Tsk tsk, your mouth is better than your grandfather's. If your grandfather..." Wang Dajiang said, he looked a little regretful. Outsiders looked at him and thought he was so powerful, but he had personally followed those builders. Teachers, I know how powerful architects are, and I never dare to be proud. It's a pity, those architects...