The next day, the genius Meng Mengliang. Chen Shiyun got up and prepared to find someone to repair the Dragon King clay statue. There were quite a few masons in the village, but repairing the clay statue required a certain amount of carving and painting skills. So when it comes to clay sculptures, Wang Laosan in the town naturally counts.
He is a good businessman. He once opened a toy store for a few years, selling some hand-carved things. The business was quite good more than ten years ago, but now he has given up on it. He heard that he wanted to restore the clay statue of the Dragon King himself.
For a moment, I felt a bit nervous. He didn't even offer the most basic excuse, and he wished he could beg Chen Shiyun to take him there quickly.
"You are the senior clay carver in these ten miles and eight towns." After being praised by Chen Shiyun, Wang Laosan was even more eager to show off his skills. Chen Shiyun saw this and couldn't hide the joy in his heart. Please invite him this time.
Not only is there no difficulty in repairing the Dragon King statue, it also seems like a donation.
"Then let's go quickly." Wang Laosan didn't wait for Chen Shiyun to walk in the direction of Wangshidang Village, causing Chen Shiyun to run away before catching up with Wang Laosan.
When we returned to the Dragon King Temple, it was already dawn, and it was not as peaceful as at night. The charm of resurrection in the "Dragon King" pond can only be felt in the morning during the day. Looking towards the village, it was full of people burning earth.
The smoke from the stove cooking breakfast is thick and thick, like a fish exhaling on the water.
"I heard the legend in your village that the Dragon King lives under the pond outside." Wang Laosan was anxious to get something to practice, but he didn't think of asking Chen Shiyun why he was repairing the statue of the Dragon King at this time. If he wasn't mentally ill,
How could he do such a thing? He turned his head and looked at Chen Shiyun standing next to him, staring at the statue of the Dragon King, as if his soul had left his body.
"Go outside and get me some mud. Remember, you want yellow mud." Wang Laosan warned.
You can't find loess and mud in the "Dragon King" pond. You have to go to the river. But to get to the river, you have to pass through the village. Chen Shiyun's anger hasn't subsided yet. He doesn't want to see his brother Chen Shicha's scolding. But Chen Shidong doesn't.
His anger had subsided long ago, and he went to see Chen Shiyun in the evening. Of course, he did not expect that Chen Shiyun would live in the Dragon King Temple. When Chen Shiyun was angry when he was a child, he would always run to his aunt's house in the town. It was not yet dawn, Chen Shiyun
When Shiyun went to the town to find his aunt, he ran into a lock. The aunt's family had already moved away and left the town.
"Good luck!" When Chen Shicha was returning to the village, he happened to meet Chen Shiyun who was going to the river to collect loess and shouted. Chen Shiyun heard it, but pretended not to hear and continued walking to the river.
"Chen Shiyun, stop." Chen Shiyun ran two steps behind, caught up with him, and grabbed Chen Shiyun's arm, but Chen Shiyun threw him away with all his strength.
"You didn't go to your aunt's house last night, so where did you sleep?" Chen Shicha asked.
"You can't control it." Chen Shiyun felt aggrieved when he thought of Chen Shicha driving him out of the house yesterday. His brother, who had never scolded him since he was a child, actually kicked him out of the house.
"I'm your brother!" Chen Shicha yelled, causing Wang Laizi, who was passing by, to joke, "Hey, the two of you are also having conflicts."
"Go away with me." Everyone in the village was afraid of Wang Lezi, but Chen Shiyun was not. Chen Shiyun's words made Chen Shicha feel incredible, and he quickly persuaded Chen Shiyun, "Shiyun, hurry up and apologize to your leper brother."
"You will only get bullied by others." Chen Shiyun once again shook off Chen Shicha and walked towards the river, but was blocked by Wang Laizi. "After scolding you, you just wanted to run away. You only met me, Wang Laizi, on the first day."
Ah, if I don’t teach you a lesson today, I won’t call you Wang Lezi.” Wang Lezi said angrily.
Wang Lezi is a true man, with violent tendencies in his bones. He is not the kind of guy who just talks about it. Furthermore, Wang Lezi is tall and strong, often participates in fights, and is very experienced. If he really wants to take action, I'm afraid
In addition, Chen may not be able to beat the jet lag...
It happened that Wang Changgui appeared at this time. He was patrolling in the village with his hands behind his back. When he saw Chen Shiyun's group, especially Wang Lezi, he immediately turned around to avoid it. However, Chen Shiyun had seen it a long time ago. Chen Shiyun has been practicing "The Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic" since
》After that, the eyesight was very good.
"Secretary Wang!" Chen Shiyun shouted.
Wang Changgui had no choice but to escape, so he walked over with a smile on his face, "Fortunate, what's going on, jet lag, Wang Laizi is here too."
"Wang Lezi wants to cause trouble." Chen Shiyun complained to Secretary Wang.
Although Wang Laizi is a fool, he still respects the cadres in the village. Sometimes he also wants to make friends with people in the officialdom, so that his own path will be easier in the future. So after hearing Wang Changgui stammered "Forget it", he went on his way.
went.
Chen Shiyun looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late. Wang Laosan must have been impatient. He hurried to the river to get mud and hurried back to the Dragon King Temple. Wang Laosan had already repaired the broken left forearm of the Dragon King statue.
Only the eyes are left.
In any creative category, if you want your eyes to express your emotions, you must have deep skills. Wang Laosan's skills were not very good, and he gave the old Dragon King an eye that seemed to have cataracts. This caused the Dragon King to complain to Chen Shiyun in the Dragon King Temple all night.
The next morning, a major event happened in Wang Shidang Village, that is, the "Dragon King" pond, which had been deserted for many years, came to life, with blue waves rippling, and the wind blowing over the water carrying fragrance. From then on, Wang Shidang Village had a pond.
Rumor has it that the Dragon King has appeared.
After the "Dragon King" pond was clean, the "Longtang" also became clean inexplicably. The water quality was also quite good, with a sweet taste. Now everything is ready. It happens to be summer at this time, which is the best season to release fish fry.
Now put it down and wait until the end of the year to salvage and sell it. But where can you get the fry? Zhong Xiaoguang, a major fish fry producer in the town, currently controls the fry market. The price is basically decided by him. It is said that this person is sneaky and sneaky. He
Even though he is second, no one in town dares to admit he is first.
Zhong Xiaoguang's fish fry market consists of about thirty self-employed businesses, all managed by Zhong Xiaoguang. His office is in the building behind the fish fry market.
Under the guidance of relevant staff, Chen Shiyun met Zhong Xiaoguang in a luxurious office.
"What's the matter? Just tell me?" Zhong Xiaoguang was spinning the pen in his hand and spinning around on the black swivel chair, not looking at Chen Shiyun at all.
"I want to borrow some fish fry." There is a loan in Zhong Xiaoguang's fish fry market, but the interest is as high as a loan shark. In fact, this is a loan shark in disguise, but the money is exchanged for fish. The loan regulations of the fish fry market are:
The price of buying fry is one yuan and a half. The monthly interest is fifty pounds of adult fish. So by the time of fishing at the end of the year, about 20% of the fish in the pond will belong to Zhong Xiaoguang.
Smart people generally don't borrow money, but Chen Shiyun didn't have any cash at this time, so he could only take a gamble and start from scratch. After signing the contract, the fish fry were specially delivered to Wangshidang Village three days later.
What Chen Shiyun didn't expect was that these fry, which weighed a pound and a pound each, were not only small in size, but also looked sickly.