Each person had a cigarette, and the four old men were a little flattered.

Generally, boatmen will prepare cigarettes and tea for the nickname, but they will prepare a pack and find a way if they are exhausted.

The life of a twirl is too boring. She often stays alone on the boat for a day. It is easy to get tired when knocking and hitting, so they like to smoke to refresh themselves.

Ao Muyang gave them the cigarette and took out the tea, and each of them shared several tea bags.

Chen Dongwa took out an old-fashioned military kettle that had almost lost its paint. He only took away a tea bag and smiled honestly: "This one is enough for a day."

Ao Muyang said, "You are welcome, you have no shortage of this at home, you can take it and drink it."

Chen Dongwa lighted up and said, "Thank you, village chief, we can do it enough to have this to smoke."

A row of fishing boats were moored on the dock, each boarding a boat, then opened the toolbox and started looking at the bow of the wooden boat with magnifying glasses.

Ao Muyang looked around and saw that there were a lot of guys in the tool box, such as chiseling heads, axes, hooks, mouth-invasion, etc., as well as three treasures of Twisters, hemp rope, tung oil and lime.

After looking at the toolbox, he squatted down and said, "Old man, I have nothing to do here to see if you can do your work? I am not convinced of you, nor am I supervising you. I just haven't seen this work before, and I'm a little curious."

Chen Dongwa smiled with a cigarette in her mouth and said, "Okay, just look at it if you want, welcome. Oh, I really hope that our fisherman's baby can be curious and come to see it for a few more people. Maybe someone is interested and can learn from me."

He sniffed and spitted a cigarette, and said, "The ancestor's craftsmanship that has been passed down for more than a thousand years may be cut off in our generation. In the future, our old guys will die. I really don't know how to meet the ancestor when I get underground."

Ao Muyang comforted him and said, "It's okay, maybe the ancestor has been reincarnated, you can't meet him."

The four old men were amused by this. An old man named Peng Nian'an said, "I hope this is the case."

Ao Muyang asked, "I heard from the old clerk in our village that no young people are willing to take over the job of craftsmanship now? This is a skill at all."

Chen Dongwa shook his head: "In this era, laughing at the poor but not at the prostitute. If you don't make money, who is willing to learn it? Now young people are willing to learn craftsmanship, but they have to make money. They go on the side that doesn't make money."

Peng Nian'an said, "Old Chen, you have no objection. My son doesn't want to study, but he just doesn't make money. There is no way. They spend a lot of money now. My son goes on a blind date with a girl, and they ask for a house. When do you think we have to raise all the money for a house? The Year of the Monkey and Horse Month!"

"This time it's a big job, it would be great if there were such a job every day." Another old nian craftsman named Chen Defu said with satisfaction.

A ship costs 200 yuan, and there are more than 150 wooden boats in Longtou Village. After distribution, each person can basically earn about 8,000 yuan.

But they have to work hard for three months, and they can't calm down during this period.

"You should just take it down. If you have this life every day, wouldn't that be so beautiful?" Chen Dongwa smiled.

Ao Muyang smiled bitterly and said, "I feel exhausted."

After maintaining a ship in two days, the twisters must concentrate on maintaining high efficiency, otherwise the time will be delayed longer.

Chen Defu sighed: "My hope is to be exhausted on the boat and make money. The three boys in the family are not married yet, and they still expect to scrape a layer of oil from me!"

After hearing what the old scribble craftsmen said, Ao Muyang felt sad. He said, "In this way, master, you will be fine tomorrow. I'll find someone to record videos for you and post them online to promote our skills and help you recruit apprentices. What do you think?"

Peng Nian'an asked with wide eyes: "Put it online? Work on the fishing net? How can I do this?"

Chen Defu immediately smiled and said, "Computer Network, do you say you are keeping your head down all day and don't watch TV? Don't understand this? Young people are playing with computer network, and you can contact foreigners with a computer."

Peng Nian'an smoked a cigarette and thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I don't understand."

Chen Defu wanted to explain, but Chen Dongwa shook his head and said, "You told Lao Peng that this is useless. He doesn't have a TV at home. He usually does work on a boat or goes to the field to work. How can he understand these things?"

Peng Nian'an grinned and showed his old yellow teeth: "You have to eat."

"Now, it's called "Che" online." Cheng Dajin, who had not spoken, interjected.

Chen Dongwa waved his hand and said, "Don't talk about it. The village chief said that it would help us promote it. What a great thing. I will change into a good dress tomorrow and cooperate with the village chief to do it."

"Okay." The three of them nodded.

Chen Dongwa knelt at the bow of the boat and picked up an axe and knocked the board. He smiled at Ao Muyang and said, "Village Chief, tell me when I do it. This is called crimping. This is a fine job, another technical job. You have to find the cracks and holes on the boat. You must find them all, and no one can be missing."

There is a relatively large slit on the ship, but it has been blocked before and there is lime paste inside.

Chen Dongwa knocked around the gap with an axe, then picked up a small chisel and snatched it into the gap, and took out all the old lime paste inside.

After picking up the lime paste, there were some black and sticky things inside. Ao Muyang asked, "Whose boat is this? What messy things are placed?"

Chen Dongwa smiled and said, "A single hemp rope is fine. The rules are to use hemp rope to block the gaps."

He took out a new piece of rope and stuffed it in, dipped it in tung oil and brushed it carefully around and inside the gap.

Ao Muyang thought that the next thing was to use lime to block the gap, but the result was not so. The old man took out the rope he put in and chopped it into small pieces with an axe.

After chopping it up, he disassembled the hemp rope, mixed it with lime and tung oil and put it in something that looked like a small stone mortar and knocked it on.

With the continuous pounding, the untied silk, lime and tung oil are mixed together and gradually mixed into lime paste.

The old man started to beat faster, and at this time he stopped smoking to prevent the ash from falling into it. However, he did not throw away the half-shot cigarette, but pinched it to his ear.

After knocking for a while, he tried it with his hands, then shook his head and said, "It's not soft enough."

After pounding for twenty minutes, he tried the lime paste again. At this time, the lime paste turned into plasticine. It was not sticky but extremely soft. He nodded and said, "Okay."

He stuffed the lime paste into the gap, and it was just right.

Finally, he continued to brush tung oil up, then took a small iron piece to cover the gap. The small iron piece was not nailed to it, but stuck to it with a layer of glue. After trimming, the gap was blocked intact.

The old man wiped his sweat, took the half of the cigarette from his ear and lit it and stuffed it into his mouth, saying, "Okay, go all the way."
Chapter completed!