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As a corporate elite with tens of millions of dollars per minute, Agnelli was obsessed with bamboo carvings, especially after seeing the small model of the Forbidden City carved by Lin San, he became a little bit crazy.

Uncle Lin's dexterity is well-known in the village. Jin Nanfeng still remembers that when he was a child, one of his favorite toys was the little wooden horse made by Uncle Lin, with various patterns carved on the top of the wooden horse.

I heard from Grandpa Jin and Grandma Jin that Uncle Lin learned carpentry when he was young. At that time, this job was quite popular. Who knows how time has changed, and now everyone doesn’t make furniture by themselves, so that Uncle Lin has no more work. .

When Jin Nanfeng was young, Uncle Lin liked him very much. One was because of his father, and the other was because there were only two daughters in the family and they liked boys. So Uncle Lin made many toys for Jin Nanfeng when he was a child.

However, after all these years, Uncle Lin's craftsmanship has not been delayed, and experts will know if it is there as soon as they make a move.

The appeal of the village chief is obvious. After all these years, everyone knows that he is a man of practical work. As soon as he opened his mouth, the villagers really started to get busy. Now that the rice in the field has been planted, everyone has nothing special to do. Son.

Uncle Lin fell in love as soon as he heard it. In the past, his two daughters were married, and his family didn't have to worry about food and drink, and he didn't have much motivation to work.

But now it's different. The younger daughter is divorced and has a child. It doesn't look like she's going to remarry. Lin Tingting is now named Lin again, and she's a child of the Lin family. Uncle Lin is thinking that at least he should save more money. , and my daughter will be more relaxed in the future.

With such thoughts in mind, Uncle Lin began to toss day and night, and when he took out the results, even Jin Nanfeng was startled, subconsciously shouted: "This, is this the Forbidden City?"

Uncle Lin smiled, and asked again: "Does it look like it? I figured it out by myself. Look here, it can be pulled apart, and there are small beds and chairs inside. I just don't know if foreigners like it." like."

Not to mention foreigners, Jin Nanfeng himself was amazed at the sight. This set of bamboo models is not big, but it has all the internal organs. What's more rare is that it looks lifelike, with the unique texture and purple luster of bamboo, which can be called a sentence. artwork.

Not to mention Agnelli, his eyes lit up, and he almost asked to buy it back, but at least he remembered that it was a sample, so he swallowed his words: "How did you make this, it seems that you didn't use nails. "

Lin Sanshu was also a little proud, and said with a smile: "In ancient China, no nails were used to make furniture. Look here, the embedded method is used, and it looks like a whole. Hey, the bamboo from the back mountain is better, and it is still purple. Yes, it looks more expensive."

What he learned back then were all old crafts, the good part is the original taste, the bad part is that it is not easy to make, and it takes a long time. Nowadays, most people don't like to use old furniture.

Jin Nanfeng smiled, and hurriedly called old Mr. Cheng to come and have a look. After seeing it, Mr. Cheng smiled and said: "It's better than I imagined, the craftsmanship is good, and the material is good. It looks good without coloring. "

"Actually, it's better not to paint it. It's more distinctive. I'll send it over later. I think it will be satisfied there."

With these words, Uncle Lin was really happy. He rubbed his hands and couldn't help asking: "How much can you sell for this kind of thing? Can it be three or five hundred?"

Old Master Cheng glanced at him, and said helplessly, "This kind of art would cost thousands of dollars anyway, and it would be even more impressive if it was packaged and sent abroad. But what we are going for is quantity, and the final price depends on where it is."

Uncle Lin was even happier. He patted his head with a smile and said: "If I can get 1000 yuan, I will do it for ten days. This is usually done when I have free time. That is equivalent to an extra 100 yuan a day. "

For the locals, the extra money of 100 yuan a day is already a lot. After all, this money is extra money. Uncle Lin has already started to calculate in his head. One hundred yuan a day means more than 3 yuan a year. A new house can be built.

The person who helped run the errands was Cheng Xun. The grandson of Mr. Cheng didn't like everything when he came here. After staying here for a while, he shut up and walked around with the old man all day long, eating better than anyone else. There are many.

Jin Nanfeng looked on coldly, thinking that Mr. Cheng's family probably had a food-eating gene, otherwise this young master with high eyesight would have fallen, and now it is not said that his grandfather eats a lot.

Soon, the Cheng family really sent someone over to take the things away. At first they really looked at Mr. Cheng's face, thinking that it was rare for him to like a place, so they would treat it as a loss-making business and let the old man live peacefully. It's better to take it with you in one place than to run around in Manzhong Prefecture, and accidentally go to some place where you can't find anyone.

Who knew that when the goods were delivered to the factory, they realized that they had underestimated their old man. This was really not for the business that they negotiated casually. Not to mention the craftsmanship, the quality of the bamboo alone was very good.

The son of the Cheng family, who is in the export business, smiled: "The old man is the old man, this vision is incredible."

Thinking about it, Mr. Cheng has always been a thoughtful person, and he must know that if he just looks at his face, this business will definitely not last long. No one can always suffer losses to subsidize a poor mountain village, but if the things are good, it is mutual benefit. Reciprocity is a good thing, so the business can last for a long time.

After thinking about it, the son of the Cheng family really put these handicrafts in the export list. Chairs and bamboo mats are not uncommon, and they are not easy to sell abroad, but those small handicrafts are much more valuable.

Uncle Lin's exquisite little court suit traveled across the ocean to the other side of the ocean. After installing the exquisite little lights and putting them in the glass window, it immediately became even taller.

Bamboo products are common, but bamboo carvings are rarer than ordinary wood carvings, especially this level of delicacy, which quickly attracted the attention of people across the ocean.

Under the light, this palace suit exudes luster. From the roof to the foundation, it is all carved from bamboo. What is even more rare is that the high eaves and tiles are also woven from bamboo. At first glance, it looks like real tiles.

Little James was fascinated by this set of models. Whether it was the exquisite foundation carvings or the exotic pavilions, they were all in line with his aesthetics. Seeing that the price was not expensive, he waved his hands and bought it.

His straightforwardness almost made the shopkeeper regret it. He knew that he should have priced it higher. The mere $[-] seemed a bit of a loss, but compared with the purchase price, they also made a profit.

Little James returned home with the model in his hands, and he didn't ask anyone around him to help him. He didn't run upstairs until he got home, put the model carefully in front of the bed, and exclaimed in surprise : "Dad, look what I brought back for you, you will definitely like it."

The man on the bed didn't look very old, but his complexion was not very good. There was a strange flush on his face, his brows were tightly frowned, and he looked like he had a bad temper.

But facing his beloved youngest son, he restrained his temper and said with a smile, "Let me see what it is, a set of models of the Chinese court. It looks like it was carved from bamboo. It's really good."

After being praised by his father, little James also laughed and said proudly: "This is a gift I specially selected for my father. It is my favorite Chinese style."

Old James laughed and felt better. He nodded and said, "Then thank you son. It looks like you are very tired. Why don't you take a bath and rest for a while?"

After his son left the house, Old James frowned again, covering his forehead in a disturbed manner.

The butler next to him looked worried and asked, "Sir, your complexion doesn't look very good. Is it because of insomnia again? Do you need me to call a doctor for you?"

Old James yelled angrily: "No, those doctors have no other use except to ask me to do various tests. I'm tired of the countless pills."

The butler had hesitation on his face, but he also knew the gentleman's stubborn character, so he could only agree temporarily, but he became more worried in his heart. Since his wife passed away, the husband's insomnia has become more and more serious, and what follows is Migraine and other symptoms.

Afflicted by these complications, old James' mood became worse and worse, and he even began to get angry uncontrollably. This is quite different from him before. The doctor said he needed to rest, but even sleeping pills couldn't make him fall asleep peacefully. , and even because of excessive use, he began to develop drug resistance to sleeping pills.

After calming down a little bit, old James finally said, "Help me put the model on the bedside. It's a gift that James chose. Don't let him down."

The housekeeper immediately placed the bamboo carving carefully on the head of the bed. The exquisite model exudes light, and occasionally you can smell the unique aroma of bamboo, which is fresher and unique than any perfume.

Looking at the exquisite bamboo carving model, old James' originally irritable mood suddenly calmed down, probably because his son's filial piety made him feel happier, so that he didn't get angry again until the evening.

When he fell asleep that night, the tip of his nose was lingering with the fragrance of bamboo. The clear fragrance made him relax slowly. He obviously did not use any auxiliary medicine, but at this moment he fell asleep naturally.

For people who have suffered from insomnia for a long time, this is a kind of mechanical experience. In the dream, old James seemed to see patches of bamboo forests, and the sound of bamboo leaves brushing can be heard when the breeze blows, which makes people feel comfortable and calm .

When he woke up naturally the next day, Old James only felt that he was better than ever, and even regained some energy. He rarely appeared at the breakfast table, and when he met his son's surprised eyes, Old James also showed a trace of smile.

Old James was in good condition all day. He looked at the bamboo carving on the bed and thought about it. This state lasted for almost a month. The scent of bamboo gradually dissipated, but the symptoms of insomnia in Old James began to reappear. Appeared.

Old James sent people to start collecting a large number of bamboo products, but found that the effect was not as good as before. He frowned and began to focus on the Chinese art shop. Maybe these bamboos had secrets that he didn't know.

It's just that the effect of the bamboo purchased from that art shop was not as good as that set of models. Old James squinted his eyes and had some ideas in his mind. When he woke up in the middle of the night with insomnia again, he made up his mind.