MTL - The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter-Chapter 829 A unique birthday gift in the world

  Chapter 829 A unique birthday gift in the world

  But when Huang Moli came back, the courtyard was indeed full of life.

  After dinner, the four of them even started a mahjong table.

   Crackling, full of life.

   Of course, this does not include Wu Yuan.

  Wu Yuan didn't have much interest in playing mahjong or cards.

  He was under the light in the yard at this time, and began to rub the wood in his hand for preliminary treatment.

  Since it was a birthday gift for Huang Lao, the natural test was the kung fu.

  The so-called ingenuity is watered out with patience and ingenuity.

Indispensable.

   And Wu Yuan is not short of these.

  Now, he, the boss, does not need to do ordinary work in ordinary projects.

  I can only take advantage of these opportunities to hone my skills and maintain the feel and accuracy.

  The night is quiet.

  Wu Yuan lay in Huang Moli's room, rubbing his hands subconsciously, thinking about the risk of taking over the operation of the Asian Games Village.

  Although the real estate market is definitely the number one pillar industry in the future.

  Although the future is destined to be bright.

   But don't forget that the road is winding.

   This winding road was paved by countless fallen pioneers.

  In my memory, the starting point of real estate in the capital is the Asian Games Village project.

  Before the official sale of the Asian Games Village, in today's capital, changing houses turned out to be the mainstream in the market.

  The sixteen high-rise buildings in the Asian Games Village were gradually introduced to the market after more than a year of disuse.

  Policy-by-policy targeted stimulus.

  There are too many accidental factors here.

  For Wu Yuan, it is really difficult to completely replicate these accidental factors.

   But fortunately, it is not impossible.

  So we must be cautious, and more cautious.

  Wu Yuan was thinking about how to inquire more about the Asian Games Village quietly.

  The door was suddenly pushed open, and then a figure flashed in.

   Just when Wu Yuan subconsciously thought that it was Huang Moli who came back to get some clothes or something.

   It turned out that it was a sneaky and shy daughter-in-law.

  Wu Yuan sat up slowly and said, "Why are you here? Jasmine won't find out?"

  Yang Luoyan climbed onto the bed, took her husband's arm, embraced herself and said, "As soon as she touched the bed, she fell asleep. She seems really tired."

  Wu Yuan wondered: "When playing mahjong, she was still so energetic. I thought she wasn't tired."

  Yang Luoyan drew a circle on her husband's belly and said, "Then are you tired?"

  Wu Yuan understood the implication of these words at that time.

   After all, it belongs to an old couple.

  The next morning, it will be a new week, September 24th.

  Rarely, it rained lightly in the capital.

  In the news broadcast, it was broadcasting passionately and generously how many gold medals China's Asian Games athletes won yesterday.

  Wu Yuan sounds ordinary.

  But former soldiers like Ma Mingchao and Xu Zhaodi listened to the words with a surge of emotion.

  A proud expression.

  As for Huang Jasmine, she was excited.

  Holding his chin, looking at the pattering rain curtain, he said worryingly: "Oh, it's really not fair. How can people travel in this weather?"

  Yang Luoyan put herself in her aunt's shoes.

  Hearing the words, he suggested: "If the weather is bad, you should stay indoors and go see the Summer Palace, Tiananmen and so on."

  Huang Moli sighed, "That's the only way to go."

  Yang Luoyan smiled and stroked Huang Moli's ponytail and said, "If you don't want to go shopping, come to Wangfujing, and I'll pick out some clothes for you to take back."

  As soon as she heard the clothes, Huang Moli's eyes lit up, she hugged Yang Luoyan excitedly and trembled: "Wow, sister, you are so kind!"

  After breakfast.

  The courtyard was gone in a blink of an eye, and Ma Mingchao was left alone at home.

  Wu Yuan put on the carpentry toolkit on his back, hugged a few pieces of rubbed sandalwood wood, didn't even open an umbrella, walked close to the wall of the alley, and went straight to Huang Lao's courtyard.

  The servants in Huang's hometown obviously knew that he was coming.

  Seeing that it was him, I let him drive straight in without even asking.

  The courtyard in the light rain looks more and more bleak.

   So that Huang Lao was lying on the wicker chair, and he looked even more old.

   As a result, Wu Yuan put the wood under the eaves of the other courtyard, and the clanging sound immediately woke up Huang Lao who was under the eaves of the main house.

   "Xiao Wu is here, right? Give him the words I wrote!"

  The eldest sister of the Huang family held down Huang Lao and said, "Father, don't get excited. I'll just go get it."

Huang Lao supported himself and got up and said: "You don't understand, I'd better go and tell him in person. Some characters have ups and downs, that's all very particular. If the engraving is wrong, it will be ridiculous. I can't afford to lose this person." !"

  Seeing Mr. Huang slowly approaching, followed by the eldest sister of the Huang family.

  Wu Yuan quickly put down the saw in his hand, and welcomed Huang Lao to a dry ground away from tools and wood.

  Listen to him in detail, every stroke and every painting of these fifteen characters.

   Fortunately, as the basic skill of carving in woodworking, Wu Yuan is also a veteran of imitating other people's fonts and styles.

  After listening to Huang Laojiang once, he sketched it roughly on the ground.

  Seeing it, Huang Lao praised again and again: "Xiao Wu, you have a good comprehension ability. If you start to practice calligraphy, your future achievements will not be inferior to mine."

  Wu Yuan smiled and said: "I just follow the gourd painting, how can I have the charm and skill of Huang Lao's pen?"

  The next half day.

   All spent in Huang Lao’s courtyard, unknowingly.

   A set of chess pieces, together with the chessboard and chess box, does not require much work.

  But in the process, Wu Yuan got great relaxation both physically and mentally.

  The last thirty-two rosewood chess pieces were formed one by one by Wu Yuan's hands.

   Huang Lao touched it in his hand, groping for the font on the surface of the chess piece, feeling relieved and satisfied.

  The engraving of this pen alone is worthy of the four words of ingenuity.

  I didn't miss the young man in front of me.

  However, the ingenuity of this set of chess is not only reflected in the copying and engraving of Huang Lao's characters.

   It lies in the design of this chess box and chess board.

  Open it is a chessboard, and fold it is a chess box.

   Designs like this are not uncommon in chess.

  But Wu Yuan made this set of chess box and chess board without using any hardware.

   Only relying on push and pull changes, the conversion of the two functions is realized.

  Although it is not as varied as Lubansuo, there are some similar ingenuity in it.

  Finally, when Wu Yuan showed it to Elder Huang.

  Elder Huang was shocked when he saw it, thinking that Wu Yuan was doing magic tricks.

  I can't wait to take it back and study it.

  I couldn't put it down in my arms, and even asked repeatedly: "Xiao Wu, this is for me, isn't it?"

  The tone is like a child.

Wu Yuan stretched out his hand slowly and said: "Old Huang, this chess is not finished yet. It needs to be painted, air-dried, and polished. But I promise, Elder Huang, this is for you, and it is the only one in the world .”

   "That's about the same!" Huang Lao reluctantly returned the chess and said, "Once the work is finished, send it to me as soon as possible, don't wait for my birthday."

   "Okay, okay, I promise."

   In fact, it is only a few days before his old man's birthday.

  (end of this chapter)