God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 644 Too Precious

Xu Jingxing's younger sister had a lot of things that fascinated him. Basically, he didn't make a fine product, and his younger sister would clamor for one. At the beginning, he was naturally responsive, but later on, he became less diligent, because he gradually He found out that his baby sister was just a rarity, and she was a baby when she first got it, but she threw it away when she couldn't use two.

In the past year and a half, the large and small objects he made for his sister almost filled two rooms, and some of them were even piled up in the firewood room as sundries, and he took them when the handicraft shop opened. Not to mention, the sales are pretty good, after all, what he makes for his sister are all high-quality goods.

In addition, the things his sister can fancy are definitely not too bad, after all, watching him do it all day long, usually Wu Jian really can't catch his sister's eyes.

It's just because he has seen a lot, so his sister doesn't cherish these things too much. After all, even the best things will become less valuable once they become readily available.

So he didn't agree to his sister's small request this time, and as a result, the girl ignored him for a meal, but it was fine after the meal, there was no way, that girl had such a temper.

Before going to bed at night, I sent a message to Yin Xiaojing, "Reporter Xiaojing, are you free tomorrow?"

Yin Xiaojing quickly replied: "Tomorrow is the weekend, of course I'm free." That is to say, in fact, if you are a reporter, especially if you are a mirror reporter, how can you not have a weekend?What's more, the reporter on this small TV station is as busy as a dog almost 360 days a year. When he gets out of the scene, he has to do material collection, and when he returns to the TV station, he has to participate in post-production work such as editing and subtitles.

But after receiving Xu Jingxing's message, Yin Xiaojing lied without even thinking about it, and then suppressed the excitement in her heart and asked, "Master Xu, do you have anything to do with me?"

Xu Jingxing didn't know what the beautiful reporter opposite was thinking, so he directly sent a few photos over. The content of the photos was naturally a sculpture of a group of cats playing with butterflies, "Take a look, do you like it? If you don't mind, I'll give you this."

"It's done so soon?"

"Haha, it's not like you don't know that my work efficiency is so high."

A few minutes later, Yin Xiaojing replied: "Master Xu, is this too expensive? If I read correctly, this carving is also made of golden nanmu wood, right? And the carving is so good, I'm afraid it can be sold to hundreds of thousands..."

He thought to himself that you, a small waist, know the severity.

Yin Xiaojing's question made him feel a lot better about this small-waist reporter. If Yin Xiaojing accepted her without asking, he would definitely stay away from this woman.

But I can't say that, so I replied: "What is Jinshen and not Jinshen, it is essentially a piece of wood with a very ordinary texture, and the price of 10,000+ hundreds of thousands is the shackles imposed on it by ordinary people. For me, this is just a small object I made casually."

"That's right, it makes me and other mortals feel ashamed, but even if it's something you did casually, it's worth a lot of money. I, I'm afraid I won't dare to accept it..."

"This carving is made for you. If you don't accept it, does it have any meaning?"

"...Little Master Xu, your proficiency in this provocative skill is really full. I don't think there is any girl who can resist your attack."

"What about you?"

"you guess."

"Haha, I don't guess, don't think too much about it, I just made you such a small object at your request, if you like it, I will send it to you, um, and let you treat me to a hot pot incidentally."

"Can you make a slightly excessive request?"

"Tell me."

"Send it to my house..."

"No problem, anyway, you can give it anywhere. This thing is so delicate. I don't feel at ease even if you want to take it away yourself. I don't want such a small boutique to die before it reaches your house."

After chatting for a while, he got the address of Yin Xiaojing's residence, and the more time he had, he fell asleep.

At around nine o'clock the next morning, I loaded the sculpture of cats and butterflies into the car and fixed it, and drove straight to Yin Xiaojing's house.

Yin Xiaojing lives in the southern district, and the location of the community is a bit remote. It took him half an hour to get there.

When he climbed up to the sixth floor with a carving weighing dozens of kilograms, the door opened before he could knock, and Yin Xiaojing, who was wearing an apron, poked her head out with a smile like a flower, "Master Xu, thank you for your hard work." ,come on in."

He nodded, carried the carved piece into the door, turned his head and looked at it a few times and asked, "Where do you put it?"

"Well, let's put it in the bedroom, I just don't know if such carvings are suitable for the bedroom," Yin Xiaojing opened the bedroom door and invited him in.

The bedroom was clean, but there were no extra decorations, it looked very simple, only Si Sixiang told him that it was a girl's bedroom.He looked at it in the bedroom for a while, put the carving in the corner facing the bed, looked at it for a while and adjusted the angle, then nodded in satisfaction, "It's not bad, I didn't live up to your expectations."

Yin Xiaojing's eyes almost turned into little stars, "It's completely exceeded my expectations, Master Xiao Xu, you are so heart-warming."

"Cough, cough, serious words," he coughed in embarrassment, thinking: This older woman is really scary, and her words are too bold, even Cheng Lin has never been so straightforward.

Afraid that this small waist-spirit would continue on this topic, he subconsciously asked, "You live here alone?" He noticed when he entered the door that the house was only about [-] square meters in size and had only one bedroom. Two pairs of slippers, but one of the oversized ones was obviously new, and he even smelled the plastic smell from the new shoes.

Yin Xiaojing nodded sadly, "My parents are in the country, and this house is also rented," and then brought the large pair of blue slippers, "Put on the slippers, and wear looser ones at home. Better."

Looking at the new pair of slippers, he had a bad feeling in his heart, "Reporter Xiaojing, don't you need to change your shoes? Didn't you agree to treat me to hot pot?"

Yin Xiaojing blinked, "Hot pot can be eaten at home. Let me tell you, my craftsmanship is very good. I make good hot pot ingredients, which are more authentic than hot pot restaurants. What flavor do you want?"

What else could he say? He was a little apprehensive and looked forward to taking the slippers, "I'm not picky about taste, I can eat both sweet and sour, salty and spicy, but for hot pot, it must be spicier."

"Hey, it seems that our tastes are the same. I also like that kind of hot feeling. I am not afraid of your jokes. I will make hot pot at home when I am free. The fried spicy oil is even better. I will let you have a good time later An addiction," Yin Xiaojing ran into the kitchen happily.

(End of this chapter)