The headmaster broke out in a cold sweat, this is the emperor, why don't you give me some face?
The craftsman held a brush and applied the paste with an expressionless face. It can be seen that the paste is only a thin layer, and basically the board has just changed color.
Zhu Yunwen didn't want to disturb Master Gao Leng, so he had to look at the headmaster and asked, "What's the point of this?"
The headmaster glanced at the craftsman and quickly apologized: "Your Majesty, please calm down, this craftsman..."
"emperor?"
The craftsman stared at Zhu Yunwen with wide eyes, his aloof image instantly collapsed.
I don’t know whether I fainted because I thought that I would lose my head or that the whole family would lose their heads.
Zhu Yunwen looked at the craftsman in front of him with great contempt.
At least, let’s learn the acting skills of King Yan. How can he faint and still act in slow motion?
First lean on someone, then slide down, turn around to see if there are any rocks on the ground, avoid getting hurt, and finally lie down on the ground with legs spread out?
"Get up and talk."
Zhu Yunwen said depressedly.
The headmaster looked at the motionless craftsman, kicked him depressedly, and said, "If you don't get up, you will be disobeying the order."
The craftsman quickly stood up and kowtowed, shouting: "I don't know that the emperor is coming..."
"That's enough, get up and answer." After Zhu Yunwen finished speaking, he looked at the headmaster and said: "And you, I am in court dress today. I just came to see you. I will answer whatever I ask you. Don't disturb other craftsmen."
"I will obey the order."
The boss breathed a sigh of relief, and the craftsman stood up uneasily.
Zhu Yunwen looked at the craftsman and asked, "What is your name, and how many years have you been working as a craftsman in the factory?"
The craftsman quickly replied: "The villain Huang Jiuer entered the factory in the 20th year of Hongwu. It has been more than ten years."
"It's not easy to be a craftsman for ten years. How much salary can you get per month?"
"I can get two taels of silver every month."
Huang Jiuer grinned.
"Two taels a month?"
Zhu Yunwen frowned.
Huang Jiuer nodded repeatedly and said with satisfaction: "This is still the emperor's grace. He treats all the prison guards in the palace so kindly. Before, it only cost one or two or five yuan a month."
Zhu Yunwen couldn't believe that the salary of the palace craftsmen was not as good as the monthly salary of the palace maid?
"How many people in your family have other livelihoods?"
Zhu Yunwen asked.
Huang Jiuer hesitated for a moment and said frankly: "There are only six people in the family, except for the elderly mother and my wife.
There are also three children. My wife found a job at the Outer Clothes Bureau. "
"Wai Huan Yi Bureau, haha, good, very good."
Zhu Yunwen nodded slightly.
Although most of the Outer Huanyi Bureau are widows from the capital, they still need some women who are good at needlework to supplement them.
Zhu Yunwen did not ask any more, but pointed to the poster board beside him and said, "Tell me, what is this paste used for?"
Huang Jiuer's dark face folded into a smile and said: "Your Majesty, the purpose of applying the paste is to paste the sample. There is also a way to apply the paste. It should not be too thin or too thick. If it is too thin, it will be difficult to stick. If the pattern is too thick, the water in the paste will soak into the board and cause the board to deform. It needs to be carefully controlled."
"That's it, you continue, I'm watching from the side."
Zhu Yunwen watched with interest.
Huang Jiuer was very excited. The emperor saw that he was on the board. What an honor it was. He must do it well.
After checking that there was no problem with the paste, Huang Jiuer took out a sample from the tray on the side, aligned one end with the edge of the board, and while slowly unfolding the sample, he held a fine and flat brown brush in his other hand and gently applied it in a certain arc. Brush lightly.
After the sample and the board are smooth and without any flaws, use a brown brush to brush them repeatedly in a "rice" shape until they are completely adhered.
"Your Majesty, this is the upper plate of the sample. After it dries, it can be carved."
Huang Jiuer picked up the processed poster board and placed it on a wooden shelf nearby. Then he took out a dried poster board, took out a glass bottle from the side, opened it, smelled it habitually, and Licking his tongue.
The boss wanted to kick this annoying guy to death, and it seemed that he drank frequently!
"What is this?"
Zhu Yunwen smelled it, it smelled so good, he couldn't help but ask.
The headmaster smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, this is small ground sesame oil."
"sesame oil?"
Zhu Yunwen was a little surprised.
Isn’t this stuff used to add flavor to vegetables?
Why did you come to the printing factory?
Could it be said that it is a snack?
I have never heard of a prodigal who uses sesame oil as snacks.
This thing doesn’t care if you’re full.
Huang Jiuer swallowed his saliva, and poured a few drops of sesame oil on the poster board with some reluctance. Then he brought the glass bottle to his mouth, clicked it twice, then reluctantly plugged the glass bottle, picked up the brush, and poured the sesame oil. Spread.
"Your Majesty, this sesame oil is indispensable."
Huang Jiuer opened his mouth and smelled the fragrance.
Zhu Yunwen watched and listened.
After applying a layer of sesame oil, the black writing and white space on the sample are more vivid.
Moreover, the sesame oil will penetrate into the board, making the surface of the board relatively soft, which will facilitate subsequent carving.
Zhu Yunwen secretly lamented the wisdom of the ancients. The dedication and wisdom behind many seemingly ordinary results are often beyond imagination.
"Your Majesty, once the upper plate has been processed, it's time for engraving. Do you want to move to the engraving room?"
The boss asked with a smile.
"Now that we're here, we need to take a closer look and lead the way."
Zhu Yunwen gave the instructions calmly, walked a few steps, turned around and said to Huang Jiuer: "A craftsman is not humble at all, you are great, and all craftsmen are great. You can tell this to all craftsmen, I say Yes, I will never take it back!”
Huang Jiuer looked at Zhu Yunwen's back, tears welling up in his eyes, he knelt heavily on the ground, and shouted with a choked voice: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Craftsmen are great!
The emperor said that we people are great!
great!
This word has never belonged to craftsman, never!
It seems to belong only to literati, to the emperor, to heaven, and is out of reach.
Huang Jiuer was so moved that he kowtowed three times, dropped the brush in his hand, and ran to other craftsmen.
The boss was also happy for the craftsman. After all, he had been with these people for a long time and developed feelings for them.
Walking along the corridor outside the pond, after half a quarter of an hour, I climbed up the stairs. There were houses on the left and right sides. Without entering the house, I could hear the crisp sound of tinkling inside, mixed together and transmitted into the alley.
The voice is not heavy, it seems to be carved with care and concentration.
Zhu Yunwen was accustomed to walking to the right. Just as he was about to enter the room on the right, a roar came from behind him.
"Liang Datou, you actually broke a word in the carving. I think you don't want to eat anymore. Kneel down!"
"Tangtou, I was wrong."
"If you make a mistake, can I forgive you lightly? Do you know that the emperor has been looking forward to the completion of the engraving day and night and to publish this book as soon as possible. Just because you have slowed down the progress, wouldn't you be sorry to the emperor?"
Snapped!
The whip cracked, and then there was a dull whipping sound.
No screams.
Zhu Yunwen stood at the door, looking at the middle-aged man who had survived a whipping, and shouted sharply at the craftsman who wielded the whip again: "Stop!"
