Chapter 80 Not a Man, but a God
Some of the apprentices in the workshop have decent skills, but some are still only able to weave some rough bamboo baskets. When it comes to teaching, there is still a long way to go.
Song Jingyun and Jiang Youcheng were under a lot of pressure and were busy teaching apprentices skills in the workshop almost all day long.
Jiang Mixia also started to draw a new puppet pattern. After finishing the drawing, she made a clay doll according to the appearance of the puppet.
There was little work to do in the fields in spring and it was not yet time to plant cotton, so Jiang Chunyu often brought Jiang Maihua to Zhu Guangtai's home to play with him, while helping Jiang Mixia make clay dolls.
Jiang Maihua was young and was just playing in the mud.
Jiang Chunyu admitted that he did not have the skill to do this, but he was still enthusiastically making his own clay bowls, clay plates, etc.
It was Zhu Guangtai's first time seeing this clay doll. He thought it was very rare, so he tried to make one according to Jiang Mixia's. However, since he had no skills, his result was just like the snowman he made before, and it turned out to be a mess.
"This is really difficult." Zhu Guangtai was a little discouraged.
"It's okay, it's okay. Not everyone has the craftsmanship like Sixth Sister." Jiang Chunyu felt much more balanced when she saw that Zhu Guangtai's work was not as good as when she made the clay dolls.
He is not alone!
"That's not the case. Your sixth brother-in-law is very skilled." Jiang Mixia said with a smile as she carefully installed the deer's antlers.
"Sixth brother-in-law, is that a human? That's a god!" Jiang Chunyu said solemnly.
Jiang Mixia, "..."
"My uncle is a god?" Zhu Guangtai was a little bit unbelievable.
God, live in heaven.
Where can we live on earth?
Zhu Guangtai's eyes widened, "No way."
"He's almost a god if not a god. Anyway, I've never seen anyone who can spear a fish so well, weave baskets so well, and make clay dolls so well like Sixth Brother-in-law. I feel that there is nothing that Sixth Brother-in-law can't do." Jiang Chunyu was full of pride when he spoke, and even raised his chin, with a smug look on his face.
"Wow..." Zhu Guangtai opened his mouth in amazement, "The clay dolls made by my uncle are better than those made by my aunt?"
Zhu Guangtai had seen Song Jingyun weaving bamboo baskets.
The hands were so quick and the bamboo strips were so flying that Zhu Guangtai felt his eyes were not enough.
Song Jingyun’s snowman is so well made.
Just now Jiang Chunyu said that Song Jingyun was also good at spearing fish! Now, Song Jingyun is also good at making clay dolls?
"Of course." Jiang Chunyu was in the middle of boasting, and when he looked up and saw Song Jingyun coming into the house, he hurried over to hold him, "Sixth brother-in-law, come and make a clay doll for Guangtai, so that he can see your craftsmanship?"
Want to show off your craft? No problem!
Song Jingyun agreed readily, rolled up his sleeves, took some clay, and quickly made a little rabbit.
"Wow..." Zhu Guangtai's mouth couldn't close again. He held the little rabbit in his palm, looked at it carefully again and again, and couldn't let it go.
When she had seen enough, she looked up at Song Jingyun, her face full of little stars.
Uncle, you are really a god!
It's really amazing! Seeing that Zhu Guangtai had a little rabbit, Jiang Maihua stopped playing with the mud in her hand and came over, "Uncle, rabbit, I want a rabbit."
"Okay, I'll make one for you too." Song Jingyun then made a rabbit for Jiang Maihua that looked similar to Zhu Guangtai.
Both of them had mud rabbits, so they got together and played together.
"Why are you back now?" Jiang Mixia finally had time to ask Song Jingyun, "Are you done with the work in the workshop?"
"Dad asked me to come back and rest for a while." Song Jingyun scratched his ear. "I said I wasn't tired, but Dad insisted that I come back. He said that if I stayed there to watch over them, others would be under too much pressure and wouldn't be able to teach well. He asked me to go back and look at what they compiled tomorrow..."
Jiang Mixia, "..."
That’s right. If the master is too powerful, the disciple will easily feel pressured.
Especially this Song Jingyun, he is truly an interstellar person. He can compile things quickly and well, and his performance is just like a robot. It really takes a strong mental quality to work with him.
Especially when the apprentices knew that Song Jingyun learned to weave baskets after coming to the Jiang family, they began to doubt whether they were stupid.
Jiang Youcheng asked him to come back and rest, probably out of helplessness.
"You're free anyway, so help me make the clay doll." Jiang Mixia said.
The clay dolls made by Song Jingyun were more lively and expressive than hers, and were also more beneficial to Qiu Ji's puppet making.
There is no reason to refuse to help your wife with work.
"Okay." Song Jingyun responded and started to work.
Zhu Guangtai and Jiang Maihua, who were playing with the rabbit, saw Song Jingyun start making other clay dolls and gathered around again.
Seeing the ordinary clay transformed into all kinds of adorable little animals in Song Jingyun's hands, the two little guys' mouths opened at the same time and couldn't close for a long time.
He didn't even notice that Zhu Yongwu had returned.
After the Chinese New Year, the weather became warmer day by day, and Zhu Yongwu's foot injury was basically healed. In the past two days, he went to clean up the place where he planned to build a house and prepared to hire someone to dig the foundation.
Today I also went to see a place selling blue bricks and wood, preparing to buy blue bricks and wood for beams and rafters.
He wanted to finish all the work that could be done quickly, otherwise he would always disturb the Jiang family and he would feel guilty about it.
After working non-stop for a long time, he was extremely tired.
When he came back and saw Zhu Guangtai and Jiang Maihua surrounding Song Jingyun, craning their necks and concentrating, Zhu Yongwu laughed, "What are you two doing around your uncle?"
"Dad is back." Zhu Guangtai jumped into Zhu Yongwu's arms like a little bird, holding up the little rabbit in his hand to show him, "Look, uncle is making clay dolls here, they are so beautiful. Dad, look at the little rabbit that uncle made for us."
Zhu Guangtai was so excited that the rabbit in his hand almost hit Zhu Yongwu's face.
Zhu Yongwu took a step back and only then could he see clearly the mud rabbit in Zhu Guangtai's hand.
It looks lifelike and different from the rabbits made by ordinary people. The lines are not as delicate as those of ordinary rabbits, but the rough lines make the little rabbit look more lively and cute.
"This rabbit is so cute." Zhu Yongwu nodded and praised, his eyes unable to move away from the little rabbit for a long time.
The rabbit is really pretty, it's the clay used to make the rabbit...
Zhu Yongwu asked curiously, "Where did this mud come from?"
"The soil was dug by Chun Yu from near the river." Jiang Mixia replied, "I think it's clay, suitable for making clay dolls, so I've been using it."
"What's wrong with this clay?" Jiang Mixia asked when she saw Zhu Yongwu's serious expression.
"This clay has a fine texture and few impurities. It would be perfect for firing porcelain," said Zhu Yongwu.
Song Jingyun: Another day of being praised~ (End of this chapter)
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