After crossing the border, I rely on craftsmanship to eat

With enthusiasm and excitement, Dong Chuanlin embarked on the first journey of apprenticeship in his two lifetimes.

The imagination is too good, the reality is too cruel.

On the first day on the job, Dong Chuanlin was dazed by the tedious and messy work.

Wood carving is delicate and requires enough patience and care.At first, he just squatted next to Master Li, helping to pass the wood carving knife and abrasive cloth.

Master Li saw that he basically understood the principle, so he threw a piece of waste wood to him, and asked him to practice his hand feeling and carve casually.

Finally having a chance to show off, Dong Chuanlin's morale was boosted, and he was ready to do a big fight with the wood.As it turned out, he had no idea of ​​his own craft.

Dong Chuanlin and Master Li were three meters apart, each with their heads down holding a piece of wood and wielding their knives to paint.

Master Li's carving voice is small and sweet, while Dong Chuanlin's carving voice is weird and harsh.

The flowers and plants carved by Master Li are lifelike, but the flowers and plants carved by Dong Chuanlin are not shit.

Master Li looked refreshed and unscathed after carving, while Dong Chuanlin was dejected and injured after carving.

The difference was too obvious, Dong Chuanlin held on to that shameful and veritable waste wood, and Master Li, who wanted to look at him, had no choice but to let him go, and couldn't bear to hurt his young and fragile self-esteem.

Dong Chuanlin cautiously let go of the master after he went into the house to drink water.

Not reconciled, he took a closer look at the thing he had spent half an hour carving out. The more he looked at it, the more heartwarming he became, and the more he looked at it, the more embarrassing he became.

He quickly slipped into the house, stuffed the wood that his mother couldn't tell what it was into the bag and hid it.He clapped his palms and vowed to practice his craft skills before re-carving, otherwise it would be too fucking shameful.

Things backfired, and when Dong Chuanlin finally opened up and figured out a way, the situation took a 180-degree turn.

Master Li admired Dong Chuanlin's true nature very much, and he accepted him as an apprentice because he wanted to pass on what he had learned all his life to this apprentice who was accepted by fate.

Whether in daily life or in the teaching of carving skills, Dong Chuanlin is very grateful to Master Li for his comprehensiveness and selfless dedication.

For the convenience of apprentices, unnecessary waste of time is avoided.Dong Chuanlin took Xiruan to live in Master Li's house, and occasionally went to the noodle stall to meet the two elder brothers in his spare time.

Ben thought about going to the noodle stall every five days, but he couldn't even squeeze in two hours when he was so busy.

After a deep understanding of the woodcarving industry, Dong Chuanlin understood why Master Li was so arrogant.

He is so outstanding, he is well-known in Daishan Town and even Qingzhou City.In particular, Master Li's craftsmanship in carving flowers, plants and trees is so vivid and lifelike.

The wealthy families in the town would rather wait in line for Master Li to carve than find someone else.

The business reached an upswing period on the third day of Dong Chuanlin's work, and orders came one after another to the woodcarving house.

There are too many orders, and I don't know when I will get them all. Master Li sorts the guests by distance and distance, and only accepts a few orders that cannot be rejected.

Don't look at it, it's just a few lists, and you can't find Bei when you get busy.

Master Li let go and let Dong Chuanlin, who had just touched the edge, trim the rough embryo according to the manuscript.

Most of the guests bring their own favorite wood, and some even bring manuscript drawings, only to be carved by Master Li.

Most of the wood brought by the guests was precious, and Dong Chuanlin, who had just started, was careful, for fear that if his hands were heavy, the good wood would be ruined in his hands.

In busy days, time always passes quickly.

In a blink of an eye, he has been an apprentice at Master Li's house for more than a month. Except for going to a noodle stall once when he was free at the beginning, he spends the rest of his time wandering around logs, and has no time for other things.

Or Dong Chuanliang also found out that the two brothers hadn't seen each other for a long time, and his conscience was disturbed.One afternoon, after closing the stall, he and Han Song came to Master Li's house to see his younger brother.

When he came, his hands were not empty. Not only did he bring a gift for the master, but he also brought Dong Chuanlin a snack specially made for him by Mrs. Liu.

Han Song leaned against the wall and squinted at Dong Chuanlin who was overjoyed. He was holding the bag of sweet potatoes and doing silly things, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

Dong Chuanliang and his younger brother wanted to leave after explaining their parents' instructions and missing words, and stayed by the side without saying a few words. Han Song, who was simply accompanying him, threw salted peanuts in a bamboo basket to him before leaving, and dropped the sentence "Study carefully." "He walked away chicly.

If Dong Chuanlin hadn't looked at Yan Huasheng's face and was so happy that he didn't want to care about it, he would definitely roll his eyes and give it to Han Song without hesitation.

It's so cold and handsome, it's really pretending.

If you have milk, you are a mother, holding delicious peanuts in your hands, Dong Chuanlin's mouth became sweet, and he smiled and shouted at his back: "Thank you, Brother Song."

My Brother Song is cool, especially when he threw down the peanut with a proud face, it's so cool!

Dong Chuanlin made a list of dried sweet potatoes and salted peanuts, and counted them on his fingers every day, for fear that he would have to hold the empty bag and cry after eating too much.

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Sometimes it's not a good thing to be too famous, and Master Li still has to squeeze time out of his busy work to receive distinguished guests.

Dong Chuanlin didn't know where the distinguished guest came from, but he only knew that the order was definitely not small and he couldn't refuse it, otherwise the master wouldn't have spared the whole afternoon to entertain it.

The master has no time to work, and the apprentice naturally has no work to do.

Dong Chuanlin happily ran to the noodle stall, but fortunately he arrived before they closed the stall.After the chatter was over, he went back contentedly.

A 180-degree turn has begun.

The master and his wife were sitting in the main room, and the tea on the guest table had not been removed.

Dong Chuanlin thought to himself, could it be that the list is heavy and rushed?Can't the master's broad shoulders bear it?

Full of doubts, he walked to the guest table and picked up the cups that the guests drank to prepare to wash them.To be an apprentice is to have the awareness to rush to do chores.

Just as he picked it up and was about to leave, the master's deep voice came from behind him. "Chuan Lin, don't be too busy, sit down and I have something to tell you."

Dong Chuanlin put down the cup obediently, sat upright and waited for the master to speak.

Master Li sighed and said something that was like a thunderbolt.

He was on the verge of losing his job when he was just getting used to his apprenticeship...

On the verge means, not at this moment of unemployment, but on the day after finishing the miscellaneous half-carved wood in the yard.

This time, Master Li was forced to accept a large order that could not be shirked, which was too big to be completed in this wooden carving house.The guests pursue perfection, so they specially invited Master Li and his wife to live in their home and carve.

As for the remaining wood orders in the yard, only rough embryos are placed, and the customer will settle the order and send someone to take over.

The matter was too unreal, and Dong Chuanlin was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

Master Li and his wife gave him apologetic and sympathetic looks tacitly. The guests are distinguished, and they are not just grass-roots people who can refuse casually.

He also thought about bringing the newly recruited apprentices there, just to make a difference in the world.In the end, before he could speak, the guest said that only the couple needed to be there, and the idlers could not wait to go with them.

Hearing the master's regretful remarks, Dong Chuanlin could understand.No one wants to have an extra person who can't do a good job and is doing nothing.

Both of them cherish the relationship between master and apprentice.In the remaining days, Master Li still took the trouble to teach patiently. To show her guilt, Master Li provided very rich meals for several days.

Good times come to an end.

On the fifth day after hearing the bad news, the master and apprentice finally rushed to work and completed the half-finished works.

Master Li apologized deeply, and when the carriage sent by the guest was waiting in the yard, he also proposed to accompany Dong Chuanlin to meet his family first.He wanted to explain the reason, lest Dong's parents blame the child.

The dried sweet potatoes and salted peanuts in the cloth bag were not finished yet, so Dong Chuanlin could only take them home with grief.

After packing up his belongings, he is going to go home in despair and wait for work.

Dong Chuanliang and Han Song were shocked when they learned that Master Li and his wife were going to Qingzhou City to carve for distinguished guests.Not far away was the waiting carriage, and the two of them knew that they couldn't be saved.

After a shallow conversation, Master Li and his wife got into the carriage.

Dong Chuanlin embarked on a miserable journey home with fine knife marks on his hands, a piece of waste wood that was boasted but still shameful, and a wood carving knife gifted by his master.

When they got home, Dong Chuanliang took the lead in making a microphone, explaining the reasons why Dong Chuanlin came home to Dong Guangcheng and Liu Shi one by one, and also avoided the tragic scene that Dong Chuanlin might cry while talking.

Dong Guangcheng and Mrs. Liu didn't speak for a long time after listening to it, just like the master and his wife couldn't bear to speak at that time.

After a long time, Dong Guangcheng patted him on the shoulder, reassured him that it was a long journey, and he let out a long sigh when he left the house.

Everyone in the family looked at him with a sense of pity. Dong Chuanlin didn't feel that it was so serious and was infected and depressed. He hid in the house and secretly carved the piece of waste wood.

Suddenly returning from busy life to leisure time, Dong Chuanlin couldn't adapt for a while.He followed his two elder brothers to work at the noodle stall. When there were no customers and he was too busy, he sat quietly and looked into the distance.

Han Song secretly glanced at him several times. When he closed the stall and went home, he deliberately walked slowly, keeping the same frequency as Dong Chuanlin who was following behind.

"I want to go up the mountain when I go back, are you going?"

Dong Chuanlin looked at Han Song who asked the question inexplicably, he blinked for a few seconds and then nodded in agreement.I'm just bored, so it's good to pass the time.

Han Song asked Dong Chuanlin to go home and say hello to his parents before going to him.

After Mrs. Liu knew that he was going up the mountain, it was rare that he did not object. You must know that he was strongly stopped when he said that he was going up the mountain a few times before, because he was afraid that he would be too mischievous and get hurt.

"Mom, why didn't you stop me from going to Daishan this time?"

"I'm relieved to go with you, Brother Han." Liu Shi, who was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of well ropes, gave him a heart-pounding answer.

"..."

Dong Chuanlin came to Han's house clutching his doubted and injured heart, and Han Song was ready.

On the way up the mountain, Han Song took out a candy from his arms and stuffed it for him.

Dong Chuanlin Lengshen, who didn't understand his intention, looked at him.

Han Song was a little embarrassed to be stared at by the sharp eyes, and endured the feeling of ants scratching his heart, pretending to be calm and keeping quiet and cold.

"Look at me, eat. Is there sugar on my face?"