Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

After a cup of tea, Judy finally finished speaking.

He didn't even have time to touch the tea in front of him, he finished it in one go.

Judy felt that her performance was pretty good. Although her explanations were not as fluent in English as usual, at least she didn't stumble and she said everything she needed to say.

The degree of completion is extremely high.

Even the woman with short hair was very happy, looking like she had a chance to win.

In contrast, Wu Yuan couldn't find a round stool to match the table, so he had to finish the cup of tea in front of him.

So, after Mr. Huang's daughter picked up the teapot and poured it for him again, Wu Yuan quickly and politely knocked on the table three times to express his gratitude.

Mr. Huang's frown eased slightly, and he even said with a hint of interest and curiosity in his expression: "You start!"

Wu Yuan nodded in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, then took out nine pieces of hand-drawn paper and spread them out one by one on the round rosewood table.

Let’s start from the first picture.

Although like Judy, the design plan focuses on a combination of Chinese and Western styles.

But unlike Judy's written language, Wu Yuan's narration is almost entirely in a down-to-earth spoken language, which sounds down-to-earth.

The short-haired woman rolled her eyes in disdain. She was indeed a country bumpkin!

I’m afraid that someone like this, who has never even seen a villa, can also do a good job in decorating the villa?

Yan Ruqing saw the reactions of everyone in the Huang family, so she could only secretly worry.

He coughed twice midway, but Wu Yuan didn't even hear it.

If this continues, there will really be no chance.

However, Wu Yuan went on talking picture by picture in a clear and coherent manner regardless of the situation.

Not only that, when necessary, he would also go back and find previous drawings to compare and explain.

The idea is very clear at a glance.

The design is instantly recognizable.

He was even interrupted midway by the eldest daughter of the Huang family offering tea. Not only was he not affected at all, but he also did not forget to thank him in return.

Mr. Huang's brows became more and more relaxed as he listened. Later, he even interrupted and asked a question.

Although the questions he asked were not very professional, Wu Yuan was able to explain them clearly to him in a very popular and down-to-earth manner.

When Wu Yuan finished speaking, Mr. Huang and Mr. Huang put their hands together as usual and asked, "You just looked at my yard for a long time. What did you think?"

It was a surprise to everyone.

The old man didn't ask anything about the design of the villa, but instead asked about the courtyard house in front of him.

What number is this?

Wu Yuan glanced at it casually and said: "Huang Lao's courtyard house is obviously well-protected, and you can vaguely see the life style of the ancients. But I was not looking at the courtyard house just now, but I was looking for something."

This sentence not only piqued Mr. Huang's interest, but also caused the surrounding Huang family members to look over curiously.

"What?" Huang Lao asked.

Wu Yuan groped for the round rosewood table and said, "The round stool that matches this table. It would be too awkward to sit up on a stool that doesn't match!"

Yan Ruqing frowned slightly, vulgar!

The short-haired woman's face showed pleasure. The more vulgar Wu Yuan acted, the happier she became.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Mr. Huang burst out laughing and said, "It's really awkward!"

After saying that, he stood up and said: "Master Xiao Wu, sit down in the room."

After the invitation, he muttered like a naughty child: "What the hell is entertaining guests in the yard! I don't understand anything."

The short-haired woman was immediately shocked.

When the old man invites people into the house to chat, it is tantamount to breaking into the house and getting under his radar.

As for the inappropriate etiquette of entertaining guests in the courtyard, it is basically the old man's own request.

To say it now is simply a thief shouting to catch a thief.

Even so, Mr. Huang's eldest daughter still smiled and agreed: "You blame me, please take a seat in the room, Master Xiao."

Chen Yan was overjoyed, shaking Yan Ruqing's arm and trembling with excitement.

Yan Ruqing calmed down instead, but the smile at the corner of her mouth made people forget her usual aloof appearance.

"Old Huang, please!"

"Master Xiao Wu, please!"

Seeing Mr. Huang leading Wu Yuan into the house, the short-haired woman and Judy were completely embarrassed.

No one let them into the house, and no one continued to greet them.

Neither entering nor leaving.

So embarrassing.

After taking a deep breath, Judy stood up directly and said: "Ms. Wang, should I leave first?"

The short-haired woman said anxiously: "Why don't you wait any longer? After all, the old man hasn't spoken yet."

Judy looked calm: "Do you think this is still necessary?"

Short-haired woman:......

Wu Yuan followed Huang Laoyi into the main room and was immediately shocked.

Let’s not talk about the antique furniture that fills this room. From the cabinets, to the Eight Immortals table, to the Taishi chair, as well as the coffee tables and chairs on both sides, they are all made of rosewood and rosewood precious woods.

Even the calligraphy and paintings hanging in the main hall of the main hall are all made by famous artists.

No wonder the old man didn't invite people into the house to talk about things for no reason. He dared to love such treasures, and if he accidentally broke them, he couldn't afford the compensation.

Mr. Huang sat down on the Taishi chair and asked Wu Yuan to sit on the other Taishi chair next to him.

How dare Wu Yuan sit in that position?

Sitting directly on the guest chair next to Mr. Huang, he said: "I sit here, closer to you, so it is easier to talk."

When Mr. Huang's eldest daughter served tea again, Mr. Huang mentioned it: "To be honest with Xiao Wu, one of those round rosewood stools was broken by a visitor once, and they couldn't be put together, so

I found someone to imitate a set of new round stools. I didn’t expect you to spot them!"

Wu Yuan drank the tea ceremony: "For craftsmen like us, this can be seen at a glance. By the way, Mr. Huang, did you throw away the broken round stool? Can you let me have a look?"

Huang Laodeng's eyes suddenly lit up: "You know how to cultivate? Where did you learn from it? I heard that you are from Jiangsu Province. What is your connection with the Xiangshan Gang?"

Wu Yuan told the truth: "I have no direct connection with the Xiangshan Gang. I just pondered their works and gained some experience. I also restored a rosewood Taishi chair in my hometown before and sold it for several thousand yuan."

Yan Ruqing couldn't help but frown, asking Mr. Huang what he was doing, it was so out of character.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Huang laughed and ordered: "Bring those two broken round stools quickly and let Master Wu take a look."

At that moment, someone hurriedly brought over two round stools with missing corners and broken legs, and also brought a intact round stool with them.

Convenient for comparison.

However, Wu Yuan didn't look at it at all. He grabbed the broken stool, looked at it carefully, and confidently concluded: "It can be repaired, but it requires suitable scraps."

Huang Lao immediately stood up excitedly and said: "There are a lot of scraps, including red sandalwood, rosewood, and everything."

Mr. Huang's daughter quickly supported the old man and said, "Dad, don't get excited. The doctor has said that you have to rest and your mood should not fluctuate too much."

Here, Yan Ruqing pulled Wu Yuan and said: "Master Wu, are you really sure?"

While asking, she winked at him.