Dad's Pastoral Life

Chapter 31

Jiang Yutong entered the yard and looked around casually. There was a tree and two wells in the yard, which fit her imagination of a small farmyard.

That kind of dilapidated beauty actually has a sense of art in her eyes.

Li Tao also looked around and saw some small things planted on the edge of the yard, which didn't look like vegetables, and asked, "What is this?"

Cheng He replied: "He Shou Wu."

Li Tao hummed, and after looking at it a few more times, he stopped talking.

Cheng He released the wild boar cubs from the bamboo basket, drew a small shaded area for them in the yard, made a circle with a few unwanted boards, and then fed them some well water.

This is a temporary pigsty, and I have to make a serious one when I have free time.

The suckling pigs who drank the well water were relieved from the heat, and when they drank the milk powder that Cheng He made for them, they were a little easier to accept.Now that you have brought it back, you have to take care of it seriously.

Cheng Xinxin, who had been playing with Napoleon as soon as she came back, saw her father actually pouring her milk powder into the piglets, and immediately ran over very sadly.

Milk powder is her ration, and ration is her everything!
Now papa took her rations to feed the piglets, and the little girl was about to cry.

Cheng He asked: "Xinxin, are you not willing?"

"I, I...wow..." Cheng Xin wanted to pretend that she was willing, but who can't afford some food?Cry so sad!

Cheng He said with a smile: "Xinxin is really stingy, the little piglets will become your good friends after drinking your milk powder, you know? Don't be stingy with friends."

Cheng Xinxin couldn't stand it anymore, she hugged the big yellow dog and cried, "Take it, let's go. Let's go play over there."

She took the dog to the gate of the courtyard, and then continued to tell the dog what she had seen and heard in the mountains. While talking, she secretly looked back at her milk powder, and then sobbed, with tears still hanging on her face.

Cheng Shi was the most attentive, and immediately took out a few stools from inside and placed them under the shade of the ginkgo tree for the guests to sit on.

Jiang Yutong laughed and said, "Your yard doesn't match up with new stools at all."

While feeding the pig, Cheng He said, "I bought this specially the day before yesterday."

It was delivered in a big truck from the supermarket.

Jiang Yutong waved his hand: "I know, I know, I just don't think it fits. A yard with a literary and artistic temperament like this should be matched with that kind of ancient and nostalgic old stools."

Cheng He looked at his dilapidated house, and it turned out to be a literary temperament in the eyes of others. She must have never seen a tile-roofed house in the mountains, right?

Thinking of that night again, Cheng Xinxin said, there are stars in our house.Don't girls like such dilapidated houses?

Puzzling!
Cheng Shi busily fetched water from the well, put it into a kettle, poured it into cups, and served it to the two guests.

One is to show the hospitality of the people in the mountains, and the other is to see the fairies up close when delivering water.

The fairy smells so good!
Cheng Shi felt elated.

Li Tao frowned when he saw the cup in front of him, and didn't drink it.Jiang Yutong picked it up generously, took two sips, and praised: "It's so sweet! Living in a mountain village, I'm so happy!"

Cheng Shixin was in full bloom, and said dog-leggedly: "Of course, this beauty, you are so right, our mountain village has good mountains, good water, and better people!"

Li Tao frowned.

Jiang Yutong actually smiled.The fairy smiled all over the city, and Cheng Shi seemed to have been given a body-holding spell in an instant.

After Cheng He fed the pigs and dried the gastrodia elata, he sat down after finishing his work.

He took out his bent stick again, and said wonderingly, "Do you think mine is boxwood?"

Jiang Yutong took it, pointed to the section cut into a flat mouth by Cheng He and said, "Look at the color and texture, I think it's very close to boxwood."

Cheng He raised his eyebrows, but he didn't feel sad or happy, because this woman will definitely have something to say later, so it's not appropriate to rejoice too early.

Jiang Yutong held the stick and sniffed it from time to time, pinched his nails, and then looked up and down, left and right, as if thinking about which angle the stick looked more beautiful.

In Cheng He's eyes, this behavior was a bit mysterious.

Jiang Yutong finally said with certainty: "It should be boxwood. But I can't say anything about the price. Do you know how to sell a piece of material and who to sell it to? The result will be very different."

Cheng He understood a little bit, didn't someone say that?A piece of grass is worthless if thrown on the ground; if it is tied to cabbage, it will be sold for the price of cabbage;

Jiang Yutong thought for a while, then smiled and said: "The meaning is a bit close. Let me put it this way, if this stick is brought to the carving raw material market, even if others believe that it is boxwood, you may only be able to sell it for tens or hundreds of dollars. .But if you sell it directly to a sculptor who is interested in this piece of material, then this piece of material may be worth tens of thousands. Because it has a unique shape and is unique, and it is born to be a work of art."

A stick can sell for tens of thousands.

Cheng He stroked the stick lightly, feeling that he was a prodigal. He used it casually as a crutch yesterday, and it was completely inappropriate.

Jiang Yutong smiled: "It's still rare, do you know? After this piece of material is artistically processed by the sculptor, it may sell for hundreds of thousands or even millions. If the sculptor is a famous master, it may sell for tens of millions." .And if the famous master passes away, and after several decades of collection, the value is simply inestimable.”

This dialogue really frightened Cheng Shi who was listening by the side.

What did he hear?Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions?

He thought he must have a broken ear.

Cheng He was also excited when he heard that such a stick, which he used as a shovel and was about to be thrown away at the entrance of the village, was so valuable.

He asked: "Then how can I sell this wood to people who know what to buy?"

Jiang Yutong was taken aback by his question, then he began to think, and said, "Why don't you take a picture of this material and put it on the sculpture art forum? Then people will keep asking you, and you have to understand it by yourself Distinguish. Which ones are lying to you and which ones are real artists."

Then she asked again: "You... know how to surf the Internet?"

Cheng He: "..."

Did she regard people living in the mountains as primitive people?Nodded numbly.

But having said that, Jiang Yutong is a girl who knows a lot, and she speaks very carefully. It seems that she has a deep understanding of sculpture art.

Cheng He thought that he had just thrown away the stick at the entrance of the village, and the girl picked it up for him, gave it to himself, and told him so much about boxwood - why didn't she keep it for herself?

She had already seen that this stick was unusual. Someone like her who knows art must also know those artists. It shouldn't be a problem to sell it for tens of thousands of yuan. She returned it to herself so easily.

The only thing that can be concluded is that this girl's family must be very rich, not short of tens of thousands of dollars.

But no matter what, Cheng He felt that he had to remember this favor, and he would pay it back if he had the chance.

In fact, he always thought she was quite special. She shouted for help in the mountains, but after he rescued Zhou Qiang, she heard Zhou Qiang speak harshly, so she turned back in person. Later, when she decided to visit Taohua Village, she firmly refused Zhou Qiang persuaded her to stay, but she and Li Tao were also so indifferent.

She gives people the feeling that she does things her own way, like a fan.

Cheng Shi recovered from the shock, pointed to the curved stick and asked, "What are you talking about? How many tens of thousands of yuan is this worth?"

Cheng He nodded and said, "Maybe, I don't know if I can meet a sculptor who knows the goods."

Cheng Shi said anxiously: "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and go online! Post this on the forum, on Weibo, and publicize it everywhere!"

Jiang Yutong couldn't help smiling again.

Cheng Shi was dumbfounded again, and then developed some inferiority complex, thinking that he looked too foolish, and the beauty was laughing at him?He scratched his head, took a step back, and stopped talking.

The scene became somewhat awkward.

(End of this chapter)