Master Jiang thought to himself that his own work, the carefully created "Magnolia", was roughly equivalent in terms of modeling level.

But for him to be able to create so many beautiful things in the photos by himself, he felt inferior.

So he misunderstood and thought this was Master Zou just showing off.

He had made up his mind that he would not let his old enemy be proud in front of him unless he said yes.

However, although he wanted to pretend to be indifferent, and even planned to find fault in the egg, he accidentally saw the photo of the grapes in the container.

That layer of frost on the grapes can be made by no one except Grape Chang.

This time he didn't hold back anymore and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Hey... this... this is Putao Chang! You actually did it with people from the Chang family? So... do these things belong to you? Or do they belong to the Chang family? Are these things regarded as imperial glaze? Or are they just folk tricks?

ah?"

"Look at what you said. Who does it belong to? It doesn't matter who it is. Is it so difficult that such a false reputation is important?"

At this point, Master Zou finally began to reveal his true intention.

"Old man, stop being so prejudiced. Think about where we are now. Is it a traditional craft or a folk craft? What's the difference? It depends on whether the job is good or not. To put it bluntly, Zhaojiamen

The Heyue family has been wiped out. Your Jiang family and I, the Wang family, are also hanging on by a thread. If we don't think of a way anymore, when we close our eyes again, I'm afraid we will end up with the same fate as them. That's it.

That’s it.”

"On the other hand, as long as something is good, it is really good. Even if the person is gone, it can still be loved by people and passed down forever. Look at the things in these photos. They are beautiful, right? I'm honest.

You, this is not my ability, but the appearance given by the professors of the Sculpture Department of the Academy of Arts and Crafts and the National Academy of Fine Arts. The leaves of my feeder are matched with the grapes and gourds. This is called complementing each other. This needs to be added

How about your flower bud shape that can hide the fragrance? What if we come together and combine our strengths to create something truly good enough to be passed down to the world."

"Let me tell you this, I came here just to invite you to work in our small workshop. In fact, since I promised to retire last year, I have been working here. Although the place is small, it is just a street.

Fortunately, we don't have to worry about sales, and they only want high-quality products. You see, all the utensils I make are such large-scale ones, and the cost of just the sticks is no less than a thousand yuan. You can make whatever you want, I'm told.

As long as it’s good and don’t be afraid of being slow, it’s so enjoyable!”

"I know that you, like me, must be inseparable from the job of blowing materials. It makes you itchy if you don't use your hands. Since our factory now treats the traditional blowing craftsmanship as rubbish, why bother hanging from a tree again.

There are still people in the world who know the goods. The factory doesn’t respect our craftsmanship, but others respect it. And they still want to recruit people and expand it into a factory."

"That's what I think. We have been feuding all our lives and have never collaborated on anything. Now this is an opportunity. I really want to see what Jiang and Wang can do if we work together.

Here comes the feeder."

"Of course, your level is higher than mine. I admit this. If we cooperate, you may feel a little disadvantaged. In this way, as long as you are willing to go, everything you make will be yours, and I have no objection. In terms of treatment,

, I can also guarantee that yours will not be inferior to mine. I just want to be worthy of my craft. Only if I can leave something truly wonderful can I live up to the craft I learned."

"How about it, Lao Jiang, are you willing to ignore the old evil and come with me? Even if you help me, to be honest, it would be a pity not to put your skills to good use. What do you have?

You can raise any conditions, but you are a rare genius in the food industry. You are really a living treasure in this industry..."

"Old evil? Me...I'm still a baby?"

Master Jiang's eyes widened, he was very excited.

"Look at what you said, you made me happy. What old grudges are there between us? It's all trivial matters. Master Zou, I regret what you said today. I regret it.

Why am I so short-sighted and narrow-minded, and I have been fighting with you for half my life just because of my grudges? We really should be friends! Just saying this to you, I am willing to do it for nothing, even if I don’t pay you."

As he said that, he tilted on the bed, fell on the head of the bed, and began to sob and cry.

The old man burst into tears, not for any other reason, but because he didn't expect that he was actually useful.

In particular, the highest evaluation and the greatest respect he has received in his life actually come from the person he has regarded as his opponent for most of his life.

This is really a "dead end".

Who can say that the fate between people is not wonderful?

"Master Jiang, don't be like this. Today is the New Year's Eve. Nothing else. I'm so anxious to find trouble with you because I'm afraid that you won't be able to think about it, get angry, or bring the unhappiness to next year.

Recuperate well, you have to take care of your health and get out of the hospital as soon as possible. In the coming year, we will just work together. When the two of us create something that will impress people, I will drink with you."

But Master Zou's persuasion was completely ineffective. On the contrary, the more he tried to persuade Master Jiang, the more ashamed he became.

I feel that it is really not worth it because the two people have never thought about resolving the grievances and conflicts they have had for decades.

So at around six o'clock in the evening, when Master Jiang's wife came with her grandson to deliver food, she saw the most bizarre and incredible scene in her life.

In the ward of Friendship Hospital, Master Jiang and the person he had hated for half his life actually sat together in a friendly manner, shaking hands and talking happily.

They drank hot tea, smoked cigarettes, and chatted quite happily.

When they saw them coming to deliver meals, they introduced their families to each other as if they were best friends, and even asked Master Zou to stay and eat together.

Master Zou declined many times before giving up. When he left, the two made an appointment to meet on the second day of junior high school.

Master Jiang’s wife barely recognizes her husband.
Chapter completed!