Chapter 542 People Are Different 【Subscription】

Song Ergou went to discuss it with Wang Yougui. He knew that Fangzheng was typically afraid of trouble, and he didn't have that much face on his own. Fangzheng wasted time and effort teaching the villagers how to carve bamboo. So he is going to attract more people to save face...

With their own thoughts, the two entered the yard of Wang Yougui's house. As soon as they entered the door, they saw Wang Yougui get a chair under the shade of a tree, Jiang Zhou sat there, Wang Yougui sat on the other side, and they were playing chess. Qiu Xiaoye and Fan Qing watched the excitement and played with their mobile phones, but they were also leisurely.

At this time, what Jiang Zhou said made Wang Yougui burst into laughter.

"Village Chief, what are you talking about, so happy?" Song Ergou came over with a smile and asked.

"It's nothing, let's chat casually. How is your business?" Wang Yougui also knew that Guan Xiangfeng wanted to give a surprise, so he didn't mention it.

As a result, Song Ergou shook his head and said, "Oh, there is a kind of people in the world called greedy and insufficient snakes, who don't want to give anything, but want to get benefits, tsk tsk...and they still don't know their position! It's all right now, what? There is no more..."

Guan Xiangfeng blushed, and said angrily: "Can I blame this? I didn't know that monk... hey..."

"Guan Xiangfeng, what are you talking about?" Jiang Zhou asked curiously.

Guan Xiangfeng didn't want to talk about it, but Song Ergou didn't shy away from it, and he just talked about everything on the mountain. Hearing this, Jiang Zhou frowned in dissatisfaction, and said, "Guan Xiangfeng, is that what I usually teach you?"

Guan Xiangfeng lowered his head and argued: "Master, you don't know how good the bamboo is, and I don't know that the monk really knows how to carve bamboo. He used such a long machete to deal with bamboo. It would be better for you , you are also in a hurry." Guan Xiangfeng gestured at the size of the machete, and said unwillingly.

"Guan Xiangfeng, don't talk nonsense. Is Master that kind of person? Master has traveled all over the world, where have you never been? What good materials have you never seen? It's just bamboo. Master won't lose his temper like that." Fan Qing said.

"You know what! That bamboo is really good. If you don't believe me, ask Song Ergou and Village Chief Wang?" Guan Xiangfeng knew that what he said was useless, so he hurriedly pulled witnesses.

As a result, Song Ergou put his hands behind his back and bowed his head, and went to tease the chicken... He didn't bother to speak for him at all, and he was obviously still upset about Xiangfeng's refusal of the crippled horse.

As the head of the village, Wang Yougui couldn't boast that Mrs. Wang bought it and sold it on her own, so she smiled awkwardly and said, "The bamboo in our village is not bad."

When Guan Xiangfeng heard it, he felt like crying, this shit is too pitiful!

"Guan Xiangfeng, Master is not feeling well. It's fine if you don't take care of him, and you go out to make troubles." Fan Qing despised, Fan Qing was born in a rural area, and what he disliked the most was a rich second generation like Guan Xiangfeng, who had money. , Can show off, overwhelming him almost everywhere. The only thing Fan Qing could do well in front of Guan Xiangfeng was hard work.

Guan Xiangfeng also looked down on Fan Qing, the two were rivals, he wished he could slap this bastard who had popped out of nowhere, and snorted coldly: "It will never be your turn to teach me, I will I know what I'm doing. Master, that cold bamboo is really the best of the best, if you don't believe me, you can go and see for yourself."

"Oh? Where is the cold bamboo?" Jiang Zhou knows Guan Xiangfeng very well. Although this guy is a rich second generation, a little arrogant, and sometimes he doesn't think highly of others, he is definitely not a liar, and he has never done anything to bully others. Acts, character is not bad.

"It's on that mountain! There is a temple on the mountain, and behind the temple are top-quality cold bamboos! Teacher, if you can get cold bamboos and carve them carefully, you will definitely be a blockbuster at this year's sculptors conference!" Guan Xiangfeng said .

When Jiang Zhou heard about the sculptor's meeting, he was really tempted, but his legs are not healed yet, how did he get up the mountain? So he looked at Wang Yougui.

Wang Yougui said: "That's One Finger Mountain. The bamboo on the mountain is indeed a hundred times better than the bamboo on the bottom of the mountain. It is the best bamboo in our village. But the cold bamboo on the mountain belongs to Abbot Fangzheng, the abbot of One Finger Temple."

Jiang Zhou's eyes lit up immediately, and he said: "It turns out that my benefactor lives on that mountain. When my leg is healed, I must go up the mountain to thank my benefactor. And the big white wolf, if he didn't carry it, I would still I really can't get out, and that smart monkey..."

When Guan Xiangfeng heard this, it seemed to be beside the point! Shouldn't Hanzhu be discussed? How did it become a thank you party? But judging from what Jiang Zhou meant, he really put his thanks to Fangzheng first, so he shut up honestly. But Guan Xiangfeng still didn't give up, trying to figure out how to break the situation. Seeing that he is about to graduate, he desperately needs to produce top-level materials to give himself extra points! Otherwise, Fan Qing will definitely defeat him...

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, Guan Xiangfeng secretly discussed some things with Wang Yougui, but Wang Yougui nodded and agreed on the spot.

Guan Xiangfeng was stunned: "Village chief, is that why you agreed?"

"Otherwise? It's just an ordinary bamboo, and I can still make the decision. You can pick it yourself later, chop it up and bring it back." Wang Yougui asked with a smile. Song Ergou and Wang Yougui have talked, Wang Yougui should know We all know, since there is a master in my village, why bother begging Guan Xiangfeng? Why bother to make trouble over a piece of bamboo?

Guan Xiangfeng wiped his nose, looking at Wang Yougui who left, he was in a trance, and muttered in his heart: "So generous?" But his heart was still warm, and suddenly he felt that what he did to the crippled horse before seemed a little too much .

Kaka...

There was a sound of splicing wood, and Fangzheng finally put the main boards together, forming a large bed board with a length of 2 meters and a width of 1.5 meters! Then I touched a piece of bamboo, quickly carved out the head of the bed, and then spliced ​​the end of the bed together. A simple bamboo bed is done like this, but because the bamboo bed is made of extraordinary cold bamboo, the patterns on it are very beautiful. Any artificial carving is more atmospheric and comfortable.

Seeing this bed, Hong Haier immediately jumped on it, rolled back and forth in big characters, and yelled, "Master, this one is mine! I don't do it, I want this one!"

when! Fangzheng swung the machete directly, aimed it at Honghai'er's head, and made the sound of gold and iron clashing. Fangzheng tried it a long time ago, the kid's head doesn't know what to do, anyway, it's useless to hit it with anything, the jingle is noisy, and the red boy doesn't even shed a bit of fur. Therefore, Fangzheng has become more and more casual when he hits the red boy, what he touches, what is it...sometimes he becomes addicted to playing, and he can even make some music rhythm...

Red Boy covered his head and said aggrievedly: "Master, what are you doing?"

"Whatever, this bed is not for you, it's for Jingzheng." Fang Zheng said.