space fisherman

It sounds like this principle is very simple.

It presses the bottom of the wooden board to push the wooden strips reserved in the wooden board, so that the hidden grid is pushed out. Although it is considered exquisite, it is still far from being ingenious.

However, this hidden compartment does have its own unique feature, that is, it is not easy to be discovered, even if you know that there is a hidden compartment inside.

But you can't find the mechanism to open it, so it's difficult for people to pull out this hidden compartment from the outside.

And the mechanism is some distance away from the hidden compartment, so it is really difficult to open it unless you know how to open it.

Ye Yuan only admired such a design, and it was far from shocking.

Mr. Qu couldn't put it down, so he asked Ye Yuan:

"Young man, I'm not going to ask you what you got. How about you transfer this royal couch to me? 150,000. Although you didn't make any money, I think you got what you wanted to get."

Mr. Qu now understands that when someone buys this imperial concubine's couch, he can tell that there is a mechanism on it. Just by looking at it, the little guy is better than him.

Although he didn't know what was written on the deer skin that the little guy got.

But just by looking at Ye Yuan's disappointed expression, you can tell that there shouldn't be anything valuable on it. Otherwise, the little guy wouldn't have that expression.

The reason why he became interested in this imperial concubine's couch again was definitely because of the hidden grid design.

This is not something that ordinary carpenters can make, so he plans to keep this royal couch.

When Ye Yuan heard that someone was willing to pay for him, he was extremely happy.

I was still depressed that I spent 150,000 to buy a medicine and wine prescription. Now that it's better, someone pays for it, so getting a prescription for free is considered a good thing.

Mr. Qu happily transferred the money to Ye Yuan and asked someone to move the imperial concubine's couch back to his home.

Although the imperial concubine's couch was moved, Mr. Qu did not leave.

At this time, the waiter in the store had already brought in the freshly brewed tea.

"This tea is good," Mr. Qu praised after taking a sip of tea.

Father Ye was busy smiling next to him from time to time.

At this moment, Father Ye was also curious about what his son had just gotten in the imperial concubine's couch, but it was difficult for him to ask because Mr. Qu was here.

Ye Yuan saw Father Ye's thoughts and put the deer skin on the table casually:

"Look at it, it's basically useless."

This is really not Ye Yuan's fault. This thing really has no effect on other people.

What is recorded on the deerskin is a recipe for medicinal wine. To be more precise, it should be a medicinal wine recipe for tiger bone wine.

There are many precious traditional Chinese medicines mentioned in it, and the main ingredient of the medicinal wine is tiger bone.

In today's society, it is extremely difficult to get a tiger bone, but this is not a problem for Ye Yuan, after all, he has two complete tiger heads in his space.

When Mr. Qu and Father Ye read the contents written on the deer skin respectively, they couldn't help but laugh bitterly. Mr. Qu shook his head and handed the deer skin back to Ye Yuan:

"Young man, please put it away. Although this medicinal wine cannot be mixed, the prescription itself can be regarded as an age-old thing. It is still meaningful as a collection."

Although Mr. Qu said this, Ye Yuan knew that this was just a courtesy, and he couldn't let others say:

"Little guy, this thing is useless, all your work is in vain."

Ye Yuan nodded and did not explain, but simply put the deerskin into his trouser pocket.

"Xiaoye, is it okay if I call you that?

I want to ask you who taught you the art of making ancient furniture? I am considered an old man in this industry, and I have never heard of any master who took on a young disciple like you."

Qu Lao said his doubts straight to the point.

Ye Yuan didn't hide anything and told him about learning how to make furniture with Old Man Song.

However, when Old Man Song and his wife went to his island for medical treatment, he described it as a vacation. It was just that he and Song Ran were friends, so he entertained the old couple to live on the island for a while.

After listening to Ye Yuan's story, Mr. Qu was stunned for a while, and then laughed and said:

"Although you don't know the name of that old man Song Xing, I probably know who he is.

After all, there are only a few people in China who can teach you as a disciple, and their surname is Song Haha."

When Ye Yuan heard this, he felt a little hot on his face.

After all, Old Man Song had taught him all the skills, but it turned out that he didn't even know his name, which was really unreasonable.

Seeing Ye Yuan's deflated look, Mr. Qu laughed loudly, took out his cell phone, found the contact number, and dialed a number he had not called for a long time.

As soon as the call was connected, Ye Yuan heard the confident voice of Old Man Song over there:

"Why are you calling me? You know that you don't have a few more years to live, and you are planning to return that semi-circular table with longevity pattern to me, right?"

Since Qu Lao was on the phone with the external speaker on, Ye Yuan heard the conversation between the two people clearly.

Although Mr. Song usually has a weird temper, he doesn't speak so sinisterly, right? Why does Mr. Song speak so sinisterly when facing Mr. Qu?

"Haha, you are really right. You can come to Blue Island and take away the semi-round table with longevity pattern at any time."

There was no sound on the other side of the phone, and it took a long time before Old Man Song's deep voice came:

"Is it true that something happened to you? I know a person here. If you have any problems, I will sell this old face to help you and beg him to take action."

Mr. Qu laughed loudly, and at the end of his laugh, there were already a few tears in the corners of his eyes:

"Junior brother, you still care about me, haha"

"I'm afraid that if you die, you will take all your master's craftsmanship with you into the coffin. Humph"

It was obvious that Old Man Song cared about the senior brother he was talking about, but for some unknown reason, Old Man Song was so stubborn.

"Okay, the reason why I agreed to give you the semi-round table with longevity pattern is because I lost our bet."

"Have you met Ye Yuan?"

Old Man Song asked unexpectedly.

"Haha, I knew it was you who taught me.

You haven't told me the young man's name yet, you old man, I really don't know what you think.

Okay, I’m just making this call to confirm this matter. If you have time, take away the semi-circular table with longevity pattern as soon as possible, otherwise I might regret it.”

After saying that, he hung up the phone regardless of what Old Man Song said.

Ye Yuan saw that after Mr. Qu hung up the phone, he secretly wiped a tear from the corner of his eye.

He raised his head again and glanced at Ye Yuan. This time he looked at Ye Yuan with a different look than before.

Before, he only looked at Ye Yuan to admire him, but now Old Man Qu looked at Ye Yuan with the look of an elder who is satisfied with his junior.

"You heard it too. According to your relationship with Guangren, you should call me uncle, oh by the way.

You don’t know the name of your master yet. His name is Song Guangren. We learned the carpentry craft together in Shangjing when we were very young.

Our master is a national-level antique furniture appraiser.

When you have a chance, you can ask your master for his name."