Chapter 547 Why is spring always there?

The water support is just like a wetsuit, but more primitive.

The stall owner even gestured and said in vernacular: "Making shark skin for water support is an ancestral craft in our family, and no one else can learn from it. Looking at the folds, everyone knows that they have to follow it, but when people swim "There are particularities to which direction the arms and legs should follow."

After listening to what he said, Zhao Chuanxin roughly understood.

The "V"-shaped folds on the shark's skin have to be pointed with the water.

As long as you follow the current, you can cut through the waves and be invincible underwater.

If it is normal diving, one’s arms and legs must move.

When moving, how to follow the current will test the workmanship.

When stretching your arms forward, you need to follow the water, and when you row backwards, you can block the water to the greatest extent and increase your power.

The stall owner said, "Young man, seeing that you are strong and strong, you must be a good hand at diving into the water. Why don't you give it a try and I will keep it for you to save time and effort"

Going into the water Touching eggs is like diving for pearls.

There are some masters of free-hand diving in coastal areas. They can hold their breath to the bottom of the sea and touch pearls from clams or other shellfish. It is quite difficult.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled, "No, I want both arms and legs to move backward, can you do it?"

The stall owner was confused, "Young man, listen to me. Yes, you have to move when entering the water."

"Just tell me if you can do it."

Zhao Chuanxin dives and does not swim by himself.

The "Neng" stall owner looked at him as if he were a fool.

This alone fails to highlight his skills.

Zhao Chuanxin asked "how much" again

The stall owner looked at his clothes and skin color, and the old man stretched out five fingers.

Look at the dishes being served

"Oh" Zhao Chuanxin said with a long tone, "It's okay, it only costs 5 cents, not bad, not bad."

" "The stall owner's eyes widened. "Five cents is not enough to make shark skin."

Zhao Chuanxin sneered, "Just tell me how much it is. Don't show off your tricks to me. Do you want us?" "Panpan Road"

The stall owner seemed to be unable to deceive Zhao Chuanxin, and said with a smile, "5 yuan"

"Silver dollar, or Portuguese dollar"

The stall owner quickly said, "Natural silver coins can also be made from silver."

Although they are in circulation, the quantity is small after all, so real gold and silver are still reliable.

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head, "You little old man, you are not very honest."

"How can I say this?"

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at Jishang Passers-by said, "The people who come here are all fishermen from nearby villages. They are willing to pay 5 yuan to come to you to make a shark skin water raft."

This old guy is very clever.

The stall owner ""

He stamped his feet and simply said, "Then you bid."

Zhao Chuanxin picked it upI looked at the samples on the ground. They were purely handmade, with traces of isinglass, fine stitching, and exquisite tailoring. Such purely handmade objects would actually be valuable to future generations.

He said, "Five yuan is not impossible. But I want you to add some things to it. It depends on whether you have the skills to earn this money."

The stall owner was stunned. He was stunned "What to add?"

Zhao Chuanxin took out the leather from the war, "I want to add this for lining."

The stall owner curiously took it, "Hey, it's not cowhide. , it's not sheepskin, it's such a strong leather. I can try it with double-layered shark skin."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded, "Okay, I also need to make a pair of shark skin socks, also made of leather. Lining."

The stall owner scratched his head and said, "I have never heard such a request in my life."

Zhao Chuanxin asked him, "How long will it take you to do it?"

The stall owner thought about it and said, "I can collect it after noon tomorrow."

"I'll give you the money. If you want to take the money, where can I find you?"

The stall owner Angrily, he pointed at a house not far from the market and said, "We'll live there. You can tell when I come home with you."

Zhao Chuanxin only paid some down payment and went to find Nose. Kids, buy them food.

There are all kinds of things to buy.

It was also agreed that after buying, they would share half of the food with each other.

Zhao Chuanxin didn’t care about anything and just paid.

It was Xian Yuqing's turn. She lingered in front of a crowded bookstall.

Zhao Chuanxin came over and asked, "Girl, have you thought about what you want to eat?"

Xian Yuqing hesitated for a moment, "Uncle, can I have a book?"

She looked a little embarrassed.

At her age, she is actually already sensible.

She knows that the price of books is far more than snacks.

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at the bookstall and asked, "Which one do you want?"

Xian Yuqing pointed at a book of the Later Han Dynasty, "I want this one."

The bookstall The boss, wearing a melon-skin hat and a pair of round tortoiseshell myopia glasses, shook his head and said, "Girl, you have to buy a complete set of ten volumes of this book. No single copy will be sold."

Xian Yuqing showed a disappointed expression and was frightened. He quickly waved his hand, "Oh, no, no, no."

One book is very expensive, and I don't know how much it will cost for ten volumes.

The book stall owner seems to be a scholar, and his temperament is very different from the cunning old man who sells shark skin water, and he seems a bit old-fashioned.

He glanced at Zhao Chuanxin and said, "It is a virtue for a woman not to have talent."

Xian Yuqing bit her lip and said nothing, but there was a bit of stubbornness in her eyes.

"Fart." Zhao Chuanxin spat, "How much does ten volumes cost?"

The book stall owner blushed and had a rough neck after being scolded, "It's so vulgar, I won't sell this book to you."

Zhao Chuanxin handed the coat in his hand to a snotty boy next to him, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, "Old boy, I advise you not to be disrespectful."

The man in the coat Zhao Chuanxin looked veryHe was thin, but with only his shirt left behind, his arms bulged out the shirt sleeves, and the exposed forearm muscles were all stretched.

As soon as the bookstall owner took a look, he knew that this man was very strong. He swallowed his saliva involuntarily, but still stiffened his neck and said "no selling"

Xian Yuqing pulled Zhao Chuanxin "Uncle, I don't want it anymore, let's go."

Zhao Chuanxin broke away from her, rushed to the bookstall owner, held his collar with one hand, and lifted him up, "Say, How much does ten rolls cost?"

The vendors around were dumbfounded.

What kind of power is this?

Especially the little old man selling shark skin water bottles looked at it from a distance and shrank his neck in fear.

The bookstall owner finally gave up and said, "One yuan and 40 cents."

Readers speak differently.

The "foreign" quotation should be placed first.

Zhao Chuanxin did not put him down and asked, "Why is it so expensive?"

A piece of ocean can keep up with the snack money of all the snot-nosed babies.

Regarding the professional field, the bookstall owner was kicking his legs in the air, but he was not convinced, "This is tissue paper from Jiangxi, so it is naturally expensive."

Zhao Chuan A nerd like Xinjiao didn't dare to deceive him, so he put him down, took out 1 yuan and 40 cents, threw it on the stall, and picked up ten volumes of the Later Han Dynasty.

This book still has rough edges and uneven coverings, and it is old. Zhao Chuanxin will definitely dislike it.

But since Xian Yuqing wanted to study, Zhao Chuanxin didn't care about it.

Xian Yuqing was confused.

1 yuan and 4 jiao, so expensive.

Zhao Chuanxin stuffed the book into Xian Yuqing's arms, "Hold it, if you buy the book, the snacks will be gone."

Xian Yuqing stammered, "Uncle, I No, it’s too precious.”

Zhao Chuanxin touched her head, “Why is the battle flag so beautiful? The hero’s blood dyes it red; Why does spring always bloom in the lives of intellectuals? Good. Study well, exercise, get up early, and be a useful person to society."

Xian Yuqing was fascinated when he saw Zhao Chuanxin holding a cigarette in his mouth and saying this without hesitation.

The scholar's eyes widened and he shouted, "Well said."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him sideways, "Didn't you say that women without talent are virtuous?" Half of our compatriots are men and half are women. There are very few readers, and only half of them can read now. If the other half of the people were also familiar with astronomy and geography, could build ships and cannons, refine steel, and know how to invent trains and automobiles like Westerners, China would still be able to do so. Will Portugal fall behind and be beaten? Can Portugal still dare to stay in Australia with peace of mind?"

Zhao Chuanxin was holding a cigarette in his mouth with disdain, and the bookstall owner was speechless.

Xian Yuqing’s eyes were bright.

The people around me are thoughtful.

A group of snot-nosed kids thought very little. Seeing that these ten volumes of books were so valuable, they suddenly felt that the snacks in their hands were a little unpalatable.

One by one they shouted "Uncle, I also want a book"

Zhao Chuanxin asked them "Are you literate?"

They all shook their heads.

Only Xian Yuqing said, "Uncle, my father taught me how to read. Next year I will go to a private school to study."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled, "I don't care about you brats." Whatever method you use, as long as you are literate, I will buy you books."

A group of children are easy to coax, and they suddenly start to smile, as if reading is easy and they can become rich overnight.

The bookstall owner no longer looked bitter and resentful just now. After hearing Zhao Chuanxin’s words, he cupped his hands behind him and said to the vendors on both sides, “This person is willing to dig into his pocket and let others.” It is a great virtue for your children to study."

The vendor spat, "If someone is rich, it is none of your business."

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Zhao Chuanxin is a master. With a wave of "go"

He brought a group of snot-nosed children to the little old man's house.

It is exactly what he said, you can tell at a glance.

There are still several pairs of sharkskin water cushions hanging on the wall of the little old man’s house. Some of them have been very old, and the color has gradually become darker, and there are still traces of smoke and fire.

There was an old lady at home who was at a loss when she saw a group of children.

Zhao Chuanxin paid the full price directly, "You can't cut this leather, so give it to me now. I'll give you advice on how to do it."

See the old lady. Zhao Chuanxin paid 5 yuan, and he was so frightened that he quickly pulled the little old man aside, "What if you went out to fool people again and asked people to come to your door again?"

Zhao Chuanxin had sharp ears and heard it. He laughed and said, "Don't worry, old lady, I won't settle the debt."

The little old man also said, "This is a noble man, and a man who is true to his word, don't be afraid."

Otherwise It is said that the common people are also wise. In a word, the old man who gave Zhao a salary frame will not be able to get off the stage even if he wants to go back on his word.

With the water close to his body, Zhao Chuanxin took off his shirt and asked the little old man to measure him.

Seeing the tattoos all over Zhao Chuanxin's body, the little old man marveled, "Such tattoos are rare in this world. The old man also has them, but they are not as dense as yours."

Said He opened his chest and rolled up his sleeves, revealing a pattern of fish or dragon drawn by simple lines.

At first glance, it looks like a child's scrawled simple drawing, but upon closer inspection, it is full of charm similar to ancient murals.

Zhao Chuanxin asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

The little old man closed his shirt and sighed, "My ancestors were all wandering people on the sea for several generations, and now we are here." We, a group of people, have to get tattooed with fish and dragons before we go into the water. Otherwise, if the Dragon King doesn’t protect us, we will die if there is a strong wind.”

The people on the shore are easily discriminated against. It is not easy to integrate into land life.

So when it comes to my identity, not only is there nothing to show off, but it is also a bit embarrassing.

In this era, ordinary people don’t know how to get tattoos. The little old man thought that Zhao Chuanxin had some difficulties in getting a tattoo. He never guessed that Zhao Chuanxin endured this pain just to pretend to be a ghost and improve his status.bitter.

While talking and measuring, the little old man’s hands moved very quickly, but his legs and feet seemed a little inconvenient.

It's not that I'm lame, but that my legs are severely bowed and my feet are extremely bent.

According to the little old man, this is because our ancestors have lived on boats or in the water all year round. When living on board, most of the time you have to spread your legs to work, sit cross-legged, or sleep with your knees bent.

This is how it has been passed down from generation to generation.

The Min people call this crooked hoof.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a pen and paper, "As you said, I will draw it first, and we will cut the leather according to the shape."

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin wanted to draw, he held the book Xian Yuqing was very interested in this and hurriedly got behind him to watch. Please remember to bookmark the latest and fastest website for free reading without anti-theft