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Chapter 74 Saving a Person's Soul

Chapter 74 Saved a Person’s Soul (Update 1)

Author: Dong Muhe

Chapter 74 Saved a Person’s Soul (Update 1)

Qiao Yonghui's craftsmanship is really good. After Song Hongguo saw the various large and small shelves in the kitchen, she felt that Zhao Zhenhua's praise was too modest. Each finished product was better than what she drew on the drawing.

It also needs to be in line with her wishes. He has made up for some things that she didn't expect. Even though the wood used is ordinary, it has a high-end feel that is expensive.

It is very fine in detail, with every corner and corner polished smooth and rounded. It has been painted with persimmon paint several times. The texture of the wood and the sun-like color make it practical and beautiful.

The kitchen shelf is the largest, nearly two meters long and three stories high. It is used to store various pots and pans, as well as grates, steamers, dustpans, baskets and other utensils. There is a small shelf on the stove, filled with various items.

There are small jars for commonly used condiments, and two partitions are nailed to the wall to display some less commonly used condiments. There are hooks below, and there are places for spoons and shovels used for cooking, knives, cutting boards, and panels.

There are also corresponding shelves for pot lids, etc., all arranged neatly and neatly.

There is also one in the dining room where we eat. It is opposite the cupboard. It is three floors high and more than one meter long. It is used to place various jars and jars, such as jars for pickled duck eggs, large gourds for eggs, and jars for pickles. Washing up.

There are also several shelves in the room, all of which are relatively small and nailed to the walls on both sides by the window for hanging towels. There is also one next to the bathtub, which is convenient for taking soap when taking a shower, and can also put clean changes of clothes.

After all the arrangements were made, anyone who saw it would have to admire how thorough she was in considering everything. Ling Zhi no longer felt sorry for the food she sent out. After all, anyone with eyes can see it. With these shelves, life will be more convenient.

Needless to say, the entire Xiping house looked very orderly, and just looking at it made me feel at ease.

When Qiao Yonghui was busy fighting, the feeling of surprise was not obvious yet. Now that they were placed in the house and played their role, he was deeply shocked. It was the kind of confusion that emerged from the confused predicament.

The throbbing of finding the exit and light came over him again. He couldn't suppress it and blurted out, "Do you have any other drawings?"

Song Hongguo was startled for a moment and looked at him unexpectedly. Before entering the door, he had expressed that he wanted to distance himself from her, so now he took the initiative to strike up a conversation? "I don't have any at hand."

The implication can be painted.

Qiao Yonghui was very conflicted in his heart. After struggling for a while, desire still prevailed, "Then can you help me paint a few pictures? I can ask for less food..."

Song Hongguo interrupted him, "As much food as you need, it's easy to draw a picture, but why do you want this kind of drawing? Are you interested?"

Qiao Yonghui nodded.

Song Hongguo felt strange, "Since you learned carpentry, didn't Uncle Cheng teach you painting at the beginning?"

"I haven't been taught, so Uncle Cheng probably doesn't know how to do it." After thinking about it, he added, "Every time Uncle Cheng teaches me, he just makes a few general gestures. I haven't seen a few styles, and country people don't know how to make furniture."

They don't care about appearance, they just want to be cheap and practical, and they are all as simple as they come. Uncle Cheng must have seen a lot of them before, but he didn't say anything."

Song Hongguo guessed that Uncle Cheng's identity was not simple, otherwise he would not have come to the Tomato Brigade to settle down with his wife at such an old age. He even chose to build a house at the foot of a mountain, just to stay away from the crowd, but now people

They were all gone, and there was no need to pursue them. She considered it and said, "I have seen some and read books on this subject in the library, so I can draw these drawings. If you are interested, I can give them to you when I have time."

How many paintings can you draw?"

Qiao Yonghui raised his eyes and looked at her. The word "thank you" was bitten hard by him.

At this time, the system jumped out and said, "He will definitely be grateful to you for the rest of his life. After all, this is the capital for him to make a fortune in the future. If you are enjoying the spring breeze now, just wait for the autumn rain."

Song Hongguo was too lazy to listen to its weirdness and continued, "The styles I draw are all designed by predecessors. Although the predecessors' vision is good, the times are developing and the styles of furniture are not static. Therefore, I think it is best to learn from the predecessors."

While being wise, the most important thing is to have your own ideas.”

Qiao Yonghui understood what she meant, and couldn't help but trembled. He asked with a bit of disbelief, "You mean, I can learn to design new styles?"

"Why not?"

Qiao Yonghui saw the magnanimity and indifference on her face. It was not sarcasm or contempt, it was natural that he thought he could do it. He lowered his eyes and said solemnly, "I'm not good at anything..."

Song Hongguo frowned and said, "It's not like I'm asking you to go to college. What are the ingredients? As long as you have the will, you can learn it no matter what the environment. Age is not important, and the ingredients are even less important."

This was the first person to tell him that ingredients were not important. You can imagine the excitement in Qiao Yonghui's heart. The temptation in front of him might make him doomed, or it might save him from the sea of ​​suffering, or it might be the only one he could catch at the moment.

He didn't want to miss the opportunity. He had been in the darkness for too long, and it would be fine if he had never seen the light. But after being illuminated by her, he could no longer tolerate the silence and despair as if he was trapped at the bottom of the sea.

After tugging for a while, he asked as if the boat was sinking, "Then can you teach me? I can't give you a corresponding reward now, but in the future, I will definitely remember your kindness."

Song Hongguo smiled and said, "That's too serious. I can't teach you anything about kindness or not. After all, I haven't learned this knowledge. How about this? I'll draw you a few pictures first, and you can do it yourself first.

After thinking about it, I will go back and look for any books or professional knowledge on this subject, and I will have to rely on you to teach yourself."

"Okay..." He loosened his clenched fists as if he was relieved. She did not refuse, nor did she use imaginary excuses to evade, but gave her pertinent suggestions... He suddenly remembered that Uncle Cheng was teaching him

He said with emotion when he was making a craft, 'Yonghui, you are smart and down-to-earth, hard-working and thoughtful, but you lack some luck. It would be great if you could meet a noble person.' At that time, he thought that Uncle Cheng

It was the noble man in his destiny who taught him crafts and gave him the ability to make a living. Now, he realized that it was not enough. He was even more greedy and ambitious than he thought.

What he needs is light, light that can illuminate his future, light that can warm his life, light that can take him out of the deep sea and give him hope.

When Qiao Yonghui left, his back was much straighter and more determined. Seeing this, the system said meaningfully, "You saved a person's soul."

Song Hongguo, "..."

Why play so deep with her?

Song Hongguo ignored it, found a piece of white paper and a pen, and taught Ling Yuan while drawing, from the very first lines to the simple layout. She was also a monk halfway, and she taught a lot of things. Fortunately, Ling Yuan was smart.

, she does have some talent in this area, and under her guidance, the things she draws are quite impressive.
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