Lu Qing looked at Shen Qiqi's tired eyes and pulled her aside distressedly, "Qiqi, let's go for a walk by the river."

Shen Qiqi nodded, and the two walked side by side towards the small river at the entrance of the village.

As the sun sets, the river surface sparkles, and the evening breeze blows gently, ruffling Shen Qiqi's hair and blowing away the boredom in her heart.

Lu Qing gently held her shoulders, and the warm touch was transmitted to Shen Qiqi's skin through the thin clothes, making her feel extremely at ease.

The feeling of gratitude flowed slowly in her heart like a warm current.

Back at the workshop, Shen Qiqi was not in a hurry to expand production, but instead gathered all the craftsmen together.

"Fellow villagers, today we are not going to talk about orders, but about our craft."

After these words were spoken, everyone looked at each other in surprise.

What kind of medicine is sold in this Qiqi gourd?

The orders are urgent, do you have time to talk about other things?

An atmosphere of curiosity spread like ripples through the workshop.

"Mr. Chen, you are an old craftsman with rich experience. How far do you think our craft can go?" Shen Qiqi looked at the old artist Chen with a sincere tone.

Old artist Chen stroked his beard and said slowly, "The craftsmanship passed down by our ancestors is naturally not bad. But now the world has changed. Young people are pursuing new things. I am afraid that we old guys can't keep up with the times!"

Shen Qiqi smiled slightly, "Mr. Chen, what you said is so depressing! Times have changed, and our craftsmanship can also change! Without change, where will innovation come from? We can't stick to the old ways and be complacent!"

"Innovation?" Old Artist Chen frowned. "How can we change the rules passed down by our ancestors at will?"

"Rules are dead, but people are alive!" Shen Qiqi winked playfully, "Times are advancing, and our craftsmanship must also keep pace with the times! Don't you agree?"

Shen Qiqi's words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

The craftsmen began to whisper to each other, and a lively atmosphere gradually formed.

A young craftsman stepped forward and said, "Qiqi is right! We can try something new..."

"Yes! For example..." another craftsman echoed.

A young craftsman stood up, scratched his head, and said a little embarrassedly: "Qiqi is right! We can try something new... For example, we can also make the gadgets that young people like now! Like... uh... kittens and puppies..." As he spoke, he made a lucky cat gesture, which caused everyone to laugh.

"Yeah! For example..." another craftsman was inspired and added excitedly, "You can also make some cartoon characters! Now the kids will love it!"

"Hey! That's a good idea!"

“You can also make some small pendants, young people will definitely like it!”

For a moment, the workshop was bustling with activity, all kinds of wonderful ideas emerged one after another, and the cheerful atmosphere exploded like popcorn.

Shen Qiqi looked at everyone talking to each other, a gratified smile on her face.

This is what she wants to see!

Old artist Chen sat aside, watching everyone's heated discussion, and his frown gradually relaxed.

Although he expressed his opposition, he actually knew in his heart that change was necessary.

It was just a habit of decades that made it difficult for him to accept it for the time being.

"Qiqi..." Old Artist Chen spoke slowly, a hint of hesitation in his tone, "What exactly is the rule of your... innovation?"

When Shen Qiqi heard this, she knew that Old Chen was wavering. She immediately struck while the iron was hot and ran to Old Chen's side, rubbing his back like a little cotton-padded jacket. "Don't worry, Old Chen, this innovation is to take our craftsmanship to the next level! The craftsmanship passed down by our ancestors is the foundation. If we add some new tricks on this foundation, won't it be even better!"

As Chen Lao Yiren listened to Shen Qiqi's soft words of persuasion, his worries gradually dissipated. He nodded, "Well... what you said makes sense..."

Just then, hurried footsteps were heard outside the workshop, and a figure ran in in a panic.

"Qiqi! It's bad! The owner of the shop in Zhaolin Village... he..." The man gasped and pointed outside the workshop, "He... he brought a group of people..."

Shen Qiqi and Lu Qing looked at each other, and an ominous premonition arose in their hearts.

"What did he bring people here for?"

"They...they..." the man pointed outside the workshop, his voice trembling, "They smashed...all...all our tools!"