After a night's rest, I went out refreshed the next day.

Zhou said that there used to be several well-known jewelry shops in the town, but now there are fewer and fewer people who like these ancient jewelry, and some of them quit.

It was indeed the case, and in the end they could only find the last one that was still open, but it was empty and a bit bleak.

Jian Ningyue knocked on the wooden door of some age, and the people inside were busy with their work, and said "please come in" casually, and several people entered the shop curiously.

As a result, I went in and saw that there was a row of medicine bags on the counter, and an old woman was packing medicine. I didn't know that I almost thought I had entered a Chinese medicine shop.

"Hello aunt, is Master Zhong here?"

"Yes, it's inside."

The aunt was handling the medicine bag without raising her head, and she had a strong dialect accent, so Zhou Ze, a local, had to negotiate for the translation.

"Grandma, I want to buy some accessories from Mr. Zhong, is he idle?"

The boy is also patient and sincere.

When the aunt heard about their intentions, she was a little taken aback, but said,

"Go in, go straight in, he's inside..."

"Okay, okay, thank you grandma..."

So I followed Zhou Ze and lifted the curtain to enter the workshop inside. Sure enough, there are all kinds of tools in it, and even if it is idle, it will not be dusty.

"Hit what?"

After exchanging pleasantries, the over fifty-year-old Master Zhong asked lazily while smoking his pipe.

"We want to make some gold bracelets and silver bracelets... I don't know what kind of tricks the old objects have?" Jian Ningyue said.

"Oh? Gold and silver drops..."

Master Zhong's face was a little dazed in the smoke, and he continued, sighing,

"Which of the young kids nowadays likes gold and silver, don't you guys come here to make jokes about the old man?"

Only some women came to him and wanted to give their children a longevity lock, basically no young people would patronize him.So it's no wonder Master Zhong was puzzled.

"No, whoever said that, we just want to hit gold and silver. Father Zhong, don't refuse, who doesn't know Father Zhong's craftsmanship? In this town... come..."

Zhou Ze smiled and quickly handed over the cigarette.

"Really? Then tell me..."

Master Zhong was still surprised, took it, put the cigarette on his ear and didn't light it.

He and Jian Ningyue walked to the creation table and sat down. There were ready-made manuscript papers beside him. There were not many sheets left. It seemed that he didn't have the intention to add more.

"What kind of fight do you want?"

Jian Ningyue hurriedly handed him a few manuscripts in her bag. She had typed them before, but the effect was not very satisfactory. It was mediocre and had no bright spots at all. Now she changed the manuscript overnight and had to start over again.

"Are you?"

Seeing that she took out the pattern, Master Zhong became serious and examined it carefully.

"Master Zhong, we want to make a series of twelve beasts. As for the craftsmanship, I will leave it to you..."

Jian Ningyue said truthfully.

"Hey, do you still pay attention to this? Now it's not those popular constellations..."

Master Zhong seemed to be talking to himself, muttering, and took the paper to write and draw.

"No, we have to pass on the things left by our ancestors..." Jian Ningyue took the words naturally.

"Well, that's a good word,"

It was rare for Master Zhong to show a gratifying smile, and his attitude became more enthusiastic.

"Girl, what do you belong to?"

"Tiger."

"Tiger? Haha, I can't tell..."

Master Zhong looked at the neat, gentle and beautiful girl beside him naively, but he couldn't tell that she was grumpy or impatient.

"Master, I am a rabbit~"

"I am a dragon."

"I'm the same age as you, and I'm also a dragon..." The people next to me reported one after another, not to be outdone.

"Okay, okay, let's hit these first..."

"Okay, master, just play to your heart's content, don't worry, the ingredients will arrive in the afternoon..."

Jian Ningyue said with a smile.

"Girl, don't worry, you may not believe it, the old man's ancestors are dedicated to the palace, and I haven't seen any patterns and textures, but until now... oh..."

A craft is about to die.

Master Zhong quickly withdrew his emotions, afraid that the juniors would see a joke,

"Don't worry about leaving it to the old man, if you are not satisfied, you can deal with it..."

"Of course, we believed it, otherwise we wouldn't have made this trip."

Zhou Ze happily chatted about a lot of professional things, and showed them a few large boxes of masterpieces that Master Zhong was so excited to find in his collection.

Needless to say, looking at Master Zhong's exquisite and wonderful works, Jian Ningyue only felt that there was no other thought in her mind except praise, which was simply amazing, and the few people suddenly had a bottom line.

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