Liu Hongbo has a good imagination and his analysis is also very reasonable.

But it's a pity,

Just when Xia Yumeng and Zou Rong nodded slowly in agreement, Chen Yang used practical actions to tell them that it was just imagination!

I took out my mobile phone and made a call. After a few rings, the call was connected.

Chen Yang stood by the window, looking at Amy's figure getting on the car in the yard outside the window. Seeing her looking back, he waved gently,

Amy also waved and then got in the car and left.

Then, an old voice rang on the phone, "Xiaoyang, what kind of wind is blowing today? Why did you remember to call me?!"

"Hello Grandpa Qi, of course the wind is blowing from the southeast today,"

Chen Yang was laughing, holding the phone and saying, "Look, last month I asked my grandma to invite you to Beijing to watch the Olympic Games. You didn't come. Now you are still talking about me like that. Isn't it inappropriate!"

"Pooh,"

Wang Qiye didn't give any face at all, "You little guy, if you really want to invite me, you should come over by yourself and ask your grandma to come forward. That is a dishonest invitation, and I won't go!"

"Why am I so dishonest?"

Chen Yang suddenly felt even more unjust than Dou E, "Except for my own relatives, I only invited you. Isn't that considered sincere?!"

"snort,"

Wang Qiye snorted coldly, "Who knows how many people you invited, stop talking nonsense, talk about things when you have something to do, and I have to go to the fields if nothing else."

"Something happens, of course something happens,"

Chen Yang grinned secretly, how did Grandpa Seven know that he had invited many people?!

Shaking his head, knowing that the old man really dared to hang up the phone, Chen Yang quickly said, "I just want to ask, is Grandpa Du still making paper?"

Wang Qiye was stunned when he heard this, hesitated for a moment, and then said,

"Peer, he has been piercing paper figures all his life. What can he do without piercing paper? But why do you ask?"

Although Lao Du is considered highly respected in Nanjiang Town, under normal circumstances, no one would want to find him.

Anyone looking for him is definitely the kind who has something wrong with his family and wants to treat the whole village to a meal.

Because he is the legendary paper maker. In the early years, when changing customs was not advocated, whenever something bad happened to any family, he would have to bother to intervene.

Not only paper-tying, but also the entire process, he knew very well, and there were many links that ordinary people couldn't handle, so he had to complete them alone.

He is also a legendary figure in Nanjiang Town.

Chen Yang asked Lao Du at this time, could it be...?

Just when Wang Qiye was frightened, Chen Yang spoke,

"Oh, that's right. I want to ask him to put together a batch of things for exhibition. If it's convenient, it would be best if he could come to Beijin. Could you please tell him about it for me."

Wang Qiye is the patriarch of the Wang family and can be regarded as grandma’s cousin. If you have anything to do, just tell him directly.

But Grandpa Du, although he is from the same village, he is not from the same family. It is no problem to ask him to make paper. But if you want to ask him to help, you must find a lobbyist, and this person is naturally Wang Qiye.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Qiye just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that as long as he didn't have to hold a banquet, it would be fine.

But after thinking about Chen Yang's words carefully, I was confused again, "Pack a group of things for an exhibition? Are you going to Beijin?"

Chen Yang nodded and smiled, "Yes, I just came to Beijin to stab people with paper. Of course, except..."

Toot toot…

Chen Yang's face froze, he held the phone in front of his eyes and looked at it blankly.

Is the phone hung up?

Sighing slightly, I had no choice but to dial it again.

The phone was connected after two tones, and Wang Qiye's old and loud voice sounded,

"You kid, stop talking nonsense. You have to tell the truth. I will go find Lao Du for you. If you still talk nonsense, the devil will take care of you!"

Chen Yang looked embarrassed and decisively lowered his head to admit his mistake, "Grandpa Qi, I made a mistake just now. It's not an exhibition, but a friend wants to use it!"

It’s just that the usage is different, it should be used for exhibitions too!

Wang Qiye was immediately satisfied, "If someone wants to use it, someone will use it. What kind of exhibition is this? Isn't that nonsense?"

Let me tell you, if your friend wants to stab someone with paper, he should just go to Lao Du.

Although this thing is very common, it can be sold everywhere in the country, but the level of craftsmanship is not necessarily determined. To say which paper-making person in the country is the best, it is definitely..."

At this point, Wang Qiye was suddenly startled, "That's not right. If you want to stab someone with paper, the best one is in Beijin. Back then, many old craftsmen loved to go to Beijin.

There are many dignitaries there and the requirements are high. Is it possible that there aren’t a few people in Beijin City who can make people with paper?"

Is there such a thing?

Chen Yang blinked and thought for a while, and felt that what Qi Ye said made sense.

A hundred years ago, there were indeed many dignitaries in Lao Beijin. There should be many such craftsmen, right?

However, Chen Yang picked his nose, thought for a while and said, "There should be one in Beijin, but I don't know. Firecrackers are prohibited in big cities, and paper burning is not allowed. Maybe the shops are gone?"

He has been to Beijin many times, and has visited Xincheng and Old Town countless times. Speaking of which, he has never found such a store.

Well, even if I accidentally approach a cemetery by accident, I won't notice it, otherwise I wouldn't have approached the cemetery unknowingly. Now those cemeteries are made to look like parks, without any atmosphere at all.

On the other hand, in my hometown, whether in the county or in the town, the business of the paper-making shop has never stopped, and the business seems to be pretty good.

Regardless of whether the city bans it or not, the village won't care about it anyway.

"Hey, that's possible,"

Hearing Chen Yang's words, Wang Qiye thought it was right and sighed regretfully, "Many of our ancestors' craftsmanship is gone."

He paused for two seconds, then laughed loudly and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I can't find the old master from Beijin. It's the same thing with Lao Du. That old guy has been learning paper-making from his father since he was seven or eight years old. He has been doing it for sixty or seventy years."

Years ago, the craftsmanship was absolutely impeccable,

Moreover, he also innovates and innovates. In the past few years, he has also built cars and computers. No matter what new things the boss wants, he can figure it out.

Okay, whenever you want that friend of yours, I will go find him for you."

Chen Yang quickly smiled and said, "We need it urgently, and the quantity is quite large. It would be best to ask Grandpa Du to come over. There are more materials here and it is more convenient, don't you think so?"

"It's urgent, how much more?"

Wang Qiye frowned slightly, "Can you give me an accurate answer, how urgent is urgent, and how much is too much?"

Chen Yang calculated the time and then said, "It is best to complete it in about two months. If it is more, it is estimated that there will be hundreds or thousands of pieces."

For exhibitions, there should not be too few, otherwise you will lose sight of them after a few glances. A little more, and the variety will be richer.

"Hey, so many?"

Wang Qiye was stunned, "That friend of yours is quite rich, um, I mean quite filial, burning so many things for his ancestors!"

Chen Yang smiled and nodded, "Yes, you are rich, and you are also very filial."

When the exhibition is over, I will burn all these things as a sign of my filial piety.

I just don’t know if the ancestors would be able to harvest it if it was burned in Paris.

The two places are separated by more than 10,000 kilometers!

At this time Wang Qiye said, "Okay, since it is a big business, Lao Du should make a move. This order is enough for him to last for a year.

However, there are a lot of things, so he will definitely need to find a few helpers, as well as carpenters and joiners.

I'll go discuss it with him first and call you later."

After saying that, Chen Yang hung up the phone without waiting for anything to say.

Boss Chen looked dull. He hadn't been hung up on for a long time. He was hung up on twice today. He felt a little uncomfortable.

After putting away his cell phone, he turned around and found Zou Rong and the other three looking at him eagerly.

Liu Hongbo hesitated for a moment and asked, "Mr. Chen, are you really planning to win this bet?"

Even the master chef from his hometown is invited to come out. Is Boss Chen serious about this?

"What else?!"

Boss Chen shrugged, raised his head proudly and said, "Go out and ask around. When have I ever lost in a bet?"

Zou Rong stabbed silently at the side, "You have never won a bet with me before!"

Chen Yang's face stiffened slightly, but he quickly regained his composure, "I mean now, let's not talk about the past!

Ah, by the way, Mr. Liu, are you a local?"

Liu Hongbo immediately shook his head, "No, I don't know anyone who makes paper!"

The boss just made a phone call, and he heard it from the side, so he naturally understood the meaning of the boss's question.

Chen Yang looked at Xia Yumeng again, "Mr. Xia, are you from Beijin?"

Xia Yumeng shook his head gently, "No, my family is from SJZ, and I have been drifting to the north for more than ten years."
To be continued...