The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 510 can’t be said to be bad, only to say it’s crappy

  Being grateful, Wu Yuan looked calm.

   In Yan Ruqing's eyes, she appreciated it even more.

  In the treasured land of the capital, all kinds of amazingly talented people emerge in endlessly, and there have always been many.

  However, there are very few people who can survive the big waves and never change their original intentions.

  The red sports car slowly set off on the road, as smooth and smooth as when it came.

  Yan Ruqing leaned relaxedly on the back of the passenger seat, showing her absolute trust in Wu Yuan's driving.

  Wait until the sports car merged into the traffic flow, Yan Ruqing suddenly remembered, "What do you think of that little Pan who was looking for you just now?"

  Wu Yuan smiled.

  He also didn't expect to meet Carpenter Pan of the Six Gentlemen at this kind of gathering.

   It's just that he doesn't have the title of Carpenter Pan yet.

  But he came to find fault with Wu Yuan, and he did express his yearning for the carpenter.

  It was agreed that if he wanted to learn carpentry in the future, Wu Yuan must give guidance.

  In his previous life, Wu Yuan had seen Carpenter Pan's level, so he couldn't say it was bad, it could only be said that it was poor.

   To put it bluntly, it is a gimmick and a label set for myself.

  So Wu Yuan just dealt with it, and didn't take it seriously.

  At this moment Yan Ruqing suddenly asked, Wu Yuan blurted out: "So-so."

   After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled.

   There is a tacit understanding that heroes see and agree.

   Before parting, Yan Ruqing made an appointment with Wu Yuan to go to Huang Lao's side the next day.

   It’s true that I haven’t been there for a while.

  Yan Ruqing means that she will go back to Shanghai for a while after going to such a bad place.

   Wu Yuan looked at his plan, and it was similar.

   But he didn't say so.

  Otherwise, it is really a bit deliberate.

  Sleep soundly all night, the next day is Friday.

  According to what was agreed last night, Wu Yuan's own car will pass by today, saving Yan Ruqing from running back and forth.

   As a result, when Wu Yuan arrived, it was Yan Ruqing who opened the door.

  This woman is a bit formidable in terms of self-discipline.

  Because Wu Yuan came early, I didn't expect the other party to be earlier, so he really didn't sleep at all.

  Thinking differently, Wu Yuan felt that he might not be able to do this.

  While Wu Yuan was stunned for a moment, Yan Ruqing said, "Uncle Huang is a little angry today, so be careful."

  Wu Yuan was puzzled, thinking that Mr. Huang is angry, what does it have to do with us?

  Following Yan Ruqing into the yard, bypassing the hanging flower gate, he saw Huang Lao lying on his back on the wicker chair under the eaves, with the string coiled in his hand, domineering.

  Looking from a distance, the coils are all reflective.

  Under the steps, there are two Taishi chairs that I have never seen before.

   A handful of pulp was blackened, Wu Yuan weighed it, it was just an ordinary huanghuali.

  The other one couldn't even stand upright, and it looked like a junk item picked up from somewhere, but it was made of rosewood.

   Moreover, the size of these two chairs is obviously smaller than the two in Huang Lao's house, and they can't make a pair.

  The value is greatly reduced.

  While Wu Yuan was looking at the two chairs, the eldest sister of the Huang family said to the old man: "Dad, Master Wu is here."

   As a result, the old man turned his head and snorted.

  The eldest sister of the Huang family looked a little embarrassed, and Yan Ruqing was even more embarrassed.

  Under the sun, Wu Yuan glanced nonchalantly, as if his face was flushed.

   I became even more curious about the reason why Huang Lao was angry.

  But the more curious he became, the more Wu Yuan didn't take the initiative to go over.

   Feeling and looking at the two chairs for a long time, he suddenly exclaimed: "What a pity, what a pity!"

  The eldest sister of the Huang family quickly asked: "What's the matter, Master Wu?"

   "I mean these two chairs are a pity!" Wu Yuan threw a bait and said, "It's a pity that you don't understand. Only a senior collector like Huang Lao can understand this matter."

  Huang Lao couldn't bear it immediately, and chrysalis on the wicker chair.

   But in the end there was still no movement.

  Yan Ruqing also came over curiously, wanting to see what kind of medicine Wu Yuan sold in this gourd.

  Wu Yuan became even more calm.

  I started to pick up those two chairs and observe carefully. In fact, what should be seen has already been seen.

  He's just pretending right now.

   Compete with Huang Lao who is more calm.

  So there was no sound in the courtyard, the eldest sister of the Huang family came in without knowing it, and Yan Ruqing was even more afraid of interrupting Wu Yuan's thoughts, so she didn't speak.

   Huang Lao finally lost his composure, and opened his eyes to look over.

  Seeing Wu Yuan shaking his head while looking at the chair.

   An unfathomable and regretful look.

   I didn't look at it or be curious, and when I saw it, it became even more itchy, and I blurted out: "What's wrong? This chair is so broken that you can't even make a bracelet?"

  Wu Yuan was stunned, "What, making bracelets? Isn't that too reckless?"

  The eldest sister of the Huang family smiled and explained: "Master Wu, these two chairs were sent by the old man's old man. I want you to take a look. Can you make a bracelet?"

  Old Huang also grasped the key point, and asked: "Then tell me, what is it a pity, why is it a pity?"

  Wu Yuan explained: "Old Huang, what I mean is that this broken chair will be as stable as before after repairing it. It's a pity that these two are not a pair at all, and the value is greatly reduced."

"That's it?" Huang Lao suddenly felt a little cheated, but he didn't say it, and no one would mention it, "The dirty one was sent by Lao Li, and the broken one was sent by Lao Ding." .It wasn’t even a couple.”

   After finishing speaking, Mr. Huang looked at Yan Ruqing and then at Wu Yuan, feeling that there was something in this kid's words.

   But he has no proof.

   I had no choice but to take the opportunity and said: "Since you feel it's a pity, then fix the two chairs. In addition, find some leftovers and give Lao Li and Lao Ding Che a bracelet."

  The eldest sister of the Huang family immediately said: "Then Uncle Li and Uncle Ding must be very happy."

  Huang Laobai glanced at the eldest daughter and said, "What are you thinking? I'll keep the chair after it's repaired. Anyway, if you give them bracelets, they won't be able to tell if it's made of the wood of the chair."

  The eldest sister of the Huang family was dumbfounded.

  Yan Ruqing couldn't hold back anymore, and turned her head to chuckle.

  Old Huang sat on the wicker chair, triumphant, as if he forgot to be angry with these two people.

   Then Wu Yuan moved the two chairs to another courtyard, and took carpenter tools and suitable leftovers from the inverted room.

   Then he got busy with his work alone.

  Wu Yuan is also very fulfilled to see these Ming and Qing furniture, which carry a heavy sense of history, restored in his own hands.

  This sense of accomplishment is different from making money.

  It is mainly a kind of feedback on one's own professional attainments, positive feedback.

  During this period, the eldest sister of the Huang family not only brought the expensive and good tea, but also brought two packs of good cigarettes.

  The special kind.

   But in fact, when Wu Yuan is working, he doesn't smoke or drink tea.

  That would only interrupt the continuity of his thoughts and movements.

  resulting in blemishes and imperfections in workmanship.

  Of course, outsiders can't see it.

   But even if others couldn't see it, Wu Yuan tried his best not to let similar situations happen.

  It wasn't until someone picked up the cigarette case, pulled out one, put it in his mouth, ignited it with a click, and lit it, Wu Yuan came back to his senses: "Old Huang, you made me suffer again!"

  (end of this chapter)