Chapter 802

"He Zhengzi, are you there? Is this a shop?"

"Did you get started with Aunt Liu's work? I'm really waiting to use it. You'll do my part first?"

As soon as the matchmaker Liu's voice fell, her front and rear feet followed behind her, two or three waves of people came in.

Like matchmaker Liu, they are people who have stored tools in the shop and wait for work.

One of them was afraid that he was familiar with matchmaker Liu, so he was not polite when he opened his mouth.

"Don't worry, Aunt Liu. What important work can you do there? You see, Zheng has just started work, so you should practice with that simple job."

"Say Zheng Zi, my job is simple. You see, my set mouth is just a little loose. You make it tight for me. I can use it."

"The wasteland behind our house needs to be loosened. It looks like winter is coming. We can't let the soil freeze. It will be troublesome to turn it up again next year."

Is matchmaker Liu a master who can compromise?

Just as she was about to take over the words and spit on each other's face, at the end of the corner of her eye, she saw Gu Zheng fiddling with an object suspected of her scissors in his hand.

Seeing the matchmaker Liu here, she was so happy that she couldn't take care of the noise. She took three steps and two steps to the front of Gu Zheng's forging platform, stretched out her hand and touched the scissors.

"Hey! I said Gu Zheng is a sensible man and can't forget your Aunt Liu."

"Let me see if my scissors can be ground?"

With these words, matchmaker Liu's hand had already got the scissors in Gu Zheng's hand.

"Oh! It's burning me! Gu Zheng, why is it still hot?"

It didn't matter that matchmaker Liu shouted, so she let the neighbor who was robbed of the opportunity out of the neighborhood.

"Hahaha, matchmaker Liu, you asked for it. You can do the things in the craftsman's shop?"

"You have forgotten master Chen's rules. The people who pick up the goods should be at least two steps away from their work."

"They also said that if there are people who break the rules, no matter whether they are cooked or burnt, they are not responsible."

"But I said, Gu Zheng, are you grinding scissors for matchmaker Liu? Why do they look different from our scissors?"

Because everyone's eyes turned to Gu Zheng's face, this distinctive, one handed rattling tool attracted the attention of the guests around here.

Gu Zheng was also happy to promote his craft. He also deliberately lifted the scissors that matchmaker Liu didn't dry. With one hand, he picked up a piece of bamboo from the side and demonstrated it to everyone.

"Stabbed"

The non red scissors were passed in the bucket of cold water, and with the misty steaming fog, they danced up and down under the operation of Gu Zheng's one hand.

However, after two or three efforts, the thin bamboo pieces here were cut into several sections by Gu Zheng.

The cut of each section is very smooth and neat. It looks like a sharp pair of scissors.

Seeing the neighbors here, their eyebrows are almost broken.

Gu Zheng, who handed it to matchmaker Liu, kindly reminded the aunt: "Aunt Liu, I modified your scissors."

"It used to be hard to make that. Try the present one. It's easy to use. It's easy to save energy."

The dubious matchmaker Liu took the scissors in a shape she had never seen before and fumbled up and down twice. After confirming that it was not hot, she clicked twice according to Gu Zheng's method.

With this action, matchmaker Liu, who used to use scissors, felt the beauty of the new system of scissors. She looked left and right. At the last moment, she took out a small edge of the belt tied in her trouser waist and cut it gently with scissors... The exposed small head fell down with the seam.

"Oh, that's very useful!"

Matchmaker Liu, who had just screamed in surprise, immediately covered her mouth as if she remembered something. Then she folded the scissors and put them in a small cloth bag around her waist.

Then, she complained to Gu Zheng with three points of guilt and three points of shortness of breath: "but I didn't say, Gu Zheng, my aunt sent scissors, just asked you to help grind them."

"Who knows you've improved it directly. It's really rare and easy to use."

"But let's talk about the matter. Are you making your own decisions? No matter what, my aunt only sharpens your knife. I won't admit any more."

well! This man!

But you really can't break with her. Gu Zheng made up his own mind about it.

When Gu Zheng was so stunned, he had a big yellow son in his hand that originally held the scissors.

The neighbors who saw this scene couldn't see it anymore.

"Hey, I said you matchmaker Liu, when you go to pull media and report fiber for people, you should have a black conscience and say it to fool people. How can you be greedy for the price of Gu Zheng's family?"

"Let's not say whether Gu Zheng wants your money for this transformation, but you're not doing it properly."

"At least be polite. You'll die. Your mouth never speaks well, does it?"

Matchmaker Liu was ashamed of what she said, but her stingy habit made her choose to grease the soles of her feet.

Taking advantage of the gossip of the people around, the young aunt slipped out of the crowd and ran away in a short time.

Maybe she thought she had run to a safe distance. Matchmaker Liu standing far away made up for herself: "it's a big deal. I'll help Gu Zheng find a suitable mother-in-law and let him make do with a pile of life. I'll lose some money from the media and don't want him!"

"It's settled. With this good skill, you will lack women! It's OK!"

Put down these words, people completely disappeared, and people in a shop burst into laughter.

After the group finished laughing, they found that the original owner ridiculed by them returned to their forging platform like a person who has nothing to do, smiling like a spring breeze... Seeping people.

Then, Gu Zheng said, "uncles and aunts, you've seen what I've done with Aunt Liu's scissors just now."

"And the ability of the scissors after transformation has also been witnessed."

"I didn't say that. The craftsmen in this village can't understand the joints if they have seen the scissors."

"But there are really not many that can be imitated according to my appearance."

"Not everyone can screw the seam part out."

"If someone thinks that kind of scissors is easy and wants to save their daughter-in-law some energy when cutting clothes and leather, just take the scissors to my shop and transform them."

"We are all in the street. You can't afford the high price. It's not much. I'll give you a free sharpening scissors for four dollars."

"Isn't the price expensive? Especially you, uncle Mao, your family runs a ready-made clothing shop. Needles and thread are essential for cutting. How can you not find convenience for your own business?"

The man Gu Zheng became uncle Mao is also an old customer of blacksmith Chen.

His fur needles with thick and thin handles and embroidery needles were imported from blacksmith Chen.

I came here today to pick up the Lei Gong sent over a few days ago for repair. The interface between the copper head and the wooden handle has been loose enough to fall off without force because of long-term overturning.

With this Kung Fu, I will flatten leidan's flat head by the way, so that I can save some energy when the tools are buried in the earth.

Who would have thought that there would be unexpected gains here?

Gu Zheng saw that uncle Mao had an intention, and he didn't disturb the thought. Taking advantage of the meeting, he beat the Lei head sent by Uncle Mao on the forging table.

When the stocky and round fat man across the street wanted to understand, as soon as he clapped his hands, Gu Zheng handed the packed leidan to Uncle Mao.

Uncle Mao was stunned when he regained his mind. When he fixed his eyes on the Lei who had pressed the handle in his arms, he really marveled.