Without greeting a few people, Xue Xiang asked Sun Qianjin to lead him to find the third child of Hualian Wooden Warehouse. Hualian Wooden Warehouse is located on the corner of Taiping Street in Dongcheng, only about ten miles away from Xue Xiang's family. Several people talked and laughed, and then they arrived outside the gate of Hualian Wooden Warehouse. There was an ear room next to the iron gate of the Wooden Warehouse, and it was the residence of the gatekeeper.

Several people entered the door together. As soon as they stepped into the door, they heard someone calling for registration. Xue Xiang followed the sound and found the person who spoke. He saw a gray head ejaculated through the breath window of the ear room. He looked very young, in his thirties, but I don’t know why he had so much white hair. It is estimated that the person who came here was the third lame child.

Sun Qianjin said: "That's a big deal. I'm not registering eight times a day. I'm bringing my third brother here today. It's the one who came to find you."

The lame third's face changed drastically, and he said, "My comrades, I, I confess, I firmly draw a clear line with Xu Haogu, an anti-GM element. I fully understand his true face of anti-GM..." Xu Haogu is the father of the lame third. He died in a life of his life. The lame third original name was Xu Bogu. Later, because he was named Xu Tongjin because he was a comrade in the party, he changed his name to Xu Tongjin in order to express his clear line. The lame third original name was Xu Bogu. In order to express his clear line with him, he changed his name to Xu Tongjin. The two brothers on the lame third were both dead. He went to the third. Later, because he was beaten on the lame third, everyone called him Lame third, but instead forgot his real name. At this moment, the lame third saw such a group of young men in military uniforms coming, thinking that the young generals were coming again, so he quickly confessed.

Xue Xiang waved his hand and interrupted him, saying, "We are not young players. The young players are over long ago. Don't be afraid. Today I asked you for help. We know that you are a craftsmanship. If you ask for help, you will also lend your skills to us. Of course, it will not make you work in vain."

The lame third brother heard that he was not a young general, and he waved his hand and said, "My craftsmanship has long been lost. I have drawn a clear line with the bourgeoisie. I am now a glorious proletariat, a comrade of the workers, yes..."

"Are you annoying? My third brother asked you for help to give you a face. You have to hold it up. If you talk nonsense, I will let you worker be the one who can't be treated as a worker." It was Sun Qianjin who spoke, Xue Xiangzai. He couldn't speak first. According to his personality, what else can I say to the lame third? He called him over and ordered him. Now he saw that the lame third was still sarcastic and yang, and he was annoyed, so he scolded him.

The lame third brother saw that Sun Qianjin was angry and lowered his head and did not dare to talk about it anymore. He knew about Sun Qianjin's relationship with his factory director, and was afraid that Sun Qianjin would really anger Sun Qianjin, and the job he had finally asked for was gone.

Seeing this, Xue Xiang said, "Don't be too careful. We just ask for your help. We pay your salary. It's not a bad thing. As long as you watch, nod, and shake your head, you don't even have to speak out."

The lame third saw that he had said this, but he wouldn't be able to agree. The lame third nodded and said, "What's the matter, tell me."

Xue Xiang said: "What's the matter? I won't talk about it first, try your water first."

A trace of disdain flashed in the lame third's eyes. It was obvious that he was very confident in his ancestral craftsmanship and curled his lips and said, "Take it out, I'll get the eyes."

Sun Qianjin had never seen the lame third dare to say this. He was about to scold him, but was stopped by Xue Xiang. Xue Xiang opened the cloth bag and took out a pair of palm-sized porcelain pieces and handed them to the lame third. The lame third took the porcelain pieces and as soon as he got up, he seemed to have been caught off his soul. His eyes were staring at the porcelain pieces, and his palms were rubbing it gently, as if he was stroking the skin of a beautiful woman, without saying anything.

The lame third said, "My ancestral craft is for identification, I can't repair it." Seeing Sun Qianjin's face change rapidly, he quickly said, "I don't know. Mr. Li Si of Huayang Iron and Steel Factory has ancestral craftsmanship like me. He is a master of repairing this job. Recently, his wife was hospitalized, and he asked for leave to take care of her at home. If you ask him for money, he will agree."

The Little Third Master Xue Xiang knew that Li Siye and Xue Xiang was a worker in the unit before his parents died. He had five children at home, his wife was in poor health, and the family was very burdened. Xue Xiang thanked the Lame Third, and then told the Lame Third that he would ask him to take out the old house and ask him to take a look. After the promise was completed, he paid him the same salary as the current year. On one hand, he was a coercion and temptation. The Lame Third had to agree, but he kept saying to Xue Xiang: "This is a beheading business. You must keep it secret, please keep it confidential." Xue Xiang nodded repeatedly to agree. The few people were amused and thought they were afraid that you would leak the secret.

Xue Xiang led a few people to Mr. Li Si's house. Mr. Li Si's house was at the entrance of the alley in the factory's dependent area. It was a unique courtyard. When Mr. Xue Xiang came to his door, Mr. Li Si was squatting on the threshold to smoke. In Xue Xiang's memory, Mr. Li Si had gray hair, but Mr. Li Si's hair was as white as snow. Only from his face could it be seen that the person sitting there was not an octogenarian. Xue Xiang greeted Mr. Li Si and handed a cigarette. Mr. Li Si was obviously still

I remember the former deputy factory director's young master, Mr. Li Si rarely smiled on his sad face. Xue Xiang explained his purpose, and Mr. Li Si agreed without saying a word. Originally, his wife asked for money for hospitalization, the children at home, and all the money for food. With his little salary, the family was almost out of stock. When he saw Mr. Qian coming to his house, he could not tell the truth. He even did a beheading business, let alone just repair something and just treat it as a tire repair for others.

Mr. Li Si let several people into the house and poured water for them. Then he asked Xue Xiang to take out the things. Xue Xiang handed him the cloth bag. Mr. Li Si opened it and looked the same as the third child. They were old craftsmen from this industry. When they saw something interesting, they were like perverts and beautiful women. Mr. Li Si had been awake for a long time. After waiting for three hours, he entered the room and then locked the door.

More than two hours later, Mr. Li Si opened the door and greeted Xue Xiang and the others. As soon as Xue Xiang and the others entered, they were stunned. On the wide square table, there was a large sky-blue jar. The jar was about fifty cm high and the maximum diameter was about forty cm. Under the 60-watt incandescent lamp, you could clearly see the eyebrows and eyes of the characters on the big jar with moist light. It was really lifelike. When Xue Xiang leaned closer, he saw the sadness and firm eyes of Prime Minister Zhuge.

God, it was so vivid. Xue Xiang searched carefully, trying to find traces of repair, but his eyes were sore that he couldn't find them. If Xue Xiang hadn't personally used these broken porcelain pieces to make them repair, he would probably not believe that the magnificent jar in front of him was the fragments in the original cloth bag. After seeing it, Xue Xiang let out a hand, Lei Xiaotian and others were anxious. Xue Xiang stretched out his thumb to Master Li Si and said, "It's amazing, it's really a magical skill."

Mr. Li Si said in a humble manner: "No, I'm old and haven't worked for many years. I'm unfamiliar with my skills. I used to do this, but it took so long to do it. Besides, the ones that are supplemented are supplemented after all, and it will be revealed at a glance." As Mr. Li Si handed Xue Xiang a magnifying glass.

Xue Xiang took the magnifying glass and squeezed in, put the magnifying glass close to the big jar, searched for a while, and found several thin lines. Xue Xiang said: "It is already an unexpected surprise for me to be able to make up for this. Uncle Li, how much is it? Let me tell me how much."

Mr. Li Si said: "The craftsmanship is not valuable now. Please give me two dollars. It is really inconvenient for the family. If you ask me for help, how can I ask for money?"

Xue Xiang said: "How can this work? I know the bad health of my aunt. I know the actual value of this big jar. Your helper will appreciate at least a few times. Let's do this. I will give you twenty yuan first. I will deal with this big jar and make up for it." As he said that, Xue Xiang took out the last two pieces of Datuanjie in his wallet and handed it to Mr. Li Si.

Mr. Li waved his hands repeatedly and said, "It doesn't take so much. He used to be a bowl of rice, but now he has stopped doing it. He can only be considered a helping. Even if my old man is shameless and collects money, how dare he ask for so much?"
Chapter completed!