"Ah?" Lu Ding stopped and looked at Xu Wen in surprise.

Xu Wen took the bamboo strip from his hand, looked carefully for a while, and suddenly bent down again and searched through the other bamboo strips.

"What?" Song Jikai kept drinking tea while sitting on the chair and looking at them. At this time, he couldn't help but get up and watch Xu Wen. Then a light of inspiration appeared in his mind and asked, "This bamboo is wrong? Is it a flowing golden bamboo?"

"A little like that," Xu Wen replied.

Lu Ding stood up suddenly.

He clearly remembered what they said just now. He didn't seem to care about it before because he didn't think they had it here, but now when he heard Song Jikai's question, a soft golden light appeared before his eyes, like the warm sunshine shining on the spring day, not dazzling, but full of vitality.

If they really have this kind of bamboo here, then any special bamboo strips that weave three stones are not as good as any characteristics!

He lowered his head, looked at the bamboo strips on Xu Wen's hand, and then frowned.

Isn’t this just ordinary yellow-green bamboo strips? It has not been completely broken. If you break the green a little longer, it will indeed turn yellow. But at most it is warm and waxy, which has nothing to do with flowing gold or something.

"This... is nothing special?" Song Jikai also said, obviously the same idea as Lu Ding.

"It's different." Xu Wen said casually, continuing to search among other bamboo strips.

But he didn't find any result. After turning over a bundle of bamboo strips, he was still holding only one.

Song Jikai stared at the one in his hand, but couldn't tell the difference for a long time, and couldn't help asking.

"Wait." Xu Wen said, picking up the tool next to him and starting to process it.

Lu Ding looked at it for a while, suddenly felt aroused his heart, and he took out his cell phone and started taking pictures.

Xu Wen’s handling method this time is obviously different from what he taught him before.

As the slender bamboo strips became thinner and thinner on Xu Wen's hands, the originally mixed green gradually faded until it disappeared. At the same time, the yellow inside became brighter and brighter, as if a touch of luster hidden deeper was pulled out by Xu Wen's movements.

"Huh?" Song Jikai narrowed his eyes, and Lu Ding also pushed his glasses and moved forward a little further.

Of course, both of them have seen it now. The bamboo in Xu Wen’s hand is indeed different from those before!

It’s not a technical problem, but a variety problem of the seed itself!

Finally, Xu Wen finished the work and handed the bamboo strips to them. However, even though he had a new discovery, he frowned slightly and had no happy expression.

Song Jikai didn't pay attention, took the bamboo strips, grinned and observed carefully, but as he looked, his brows also frowned slightly: "Why does it still feel different?"

This difference, of course, refers to the sample of the flowing golden mat in March Hall. If you look closely, you will find that the new bamboo strip made by Xu Wen is indeed different in variety, but after processing, it is still not as beautiful as the flowing golden mat, which is much worse.

If a bamboo strip is just like this, it will only be more serious when placed on the overall situation.

"Processing problem." Xu Wen said, "The variety is right. There are indeed new bamboo species nearby. They may look similar to ordinary bamboos, with subtle differences. However, the effect of the original bamboo into a flowing golden mat requires special craftsmanship. I haven't found a way yet, so I have to think about it again."

Materials and process, the two major factors that affect the effect of the finished product, must be solved all of them before they are considered successful.

Now they have the possibility of achieving one, and the other has problems, and only half of the revolutionary path is taken.

"In other words, there are really golden bamboos nearby? That's pretty good! The process problem can be solved slowly, and then find the materials first!" Song Jikai was quite excited and turned to Lu Ding and asked, "Are you sure you don't have an impression of this kind of bamboo?"

Lu Ding thought hard, but finally shook his head. The difference was too subtle and he had never paid attention to it before.

He thought about it and asked his wife tentatively. The aunt patted his arm and said directly: "Oh, you don't remember? In the spring, we went to dig bamboo shoots and dried bamboo shoots. There was a kind of bamboo shoot that was not crisp at all. It was very old and very unpalatable. At that time, you said that the soil was not good, so we changed the place?"

"Yes! That's the case!" Lu Ding remembered. They were full of bamboo forests, and bamboo shoots were of course also conventional specialties, and the sales of dried bamboo shoots have always been good.

"I remembered it, it's in Xialu Valley!" He turned to Xu and asked them, and said very excitedly.

If there is really Liujinzhu nearby, if he asks that he can solve the technology problem, he will worry about not being able to spend money!

In the hometown of flowing golden bamboo, pork and chicken running under flowing golden bamboo, flowing golden bamboo shoots - uh, accompanying bamboo shoots!

All kinds of names can be easily picked up, not to mention the Liujinzhu itself, which can completely become a local pillar industry!

"Let's go, I'll take you there!" He got up without saying a word, but he raised his head and found that the horizon was getting dark and it was almost dark.

Although there are no wild animals on the mountain, it is still a bit dangerous to walk at night. So everyone made an appointment to rest tonight and go there tomorrow after dawn.

Several people went back to the house one after another, and Xu Wen also returned to the guest room prepared for them by Lu Ding's wife.

There are two rooms, one for one, so you don’t need to live with Song Jikai.

The surroundings became quiet, and Xu Wen sat at the writing table, staring at the flowing golden bamboo strip on the table, feeling a little dazed.

After he discovered the existence of Liujinzhu in the afternoon, the craft he used might not look so eye-catching, but in fact it was very clever. It was the result of his thinking and integrated a lot of things he knew and learned.

After studying for a while, he may be able to make improvements on this basis, but the level will definitely be limited in a short period of time, and it is difficult to reach the level of a golden mat.

It can be said that his level is limited, or it can be said that the projects he specializes in are not here.

However, on the one hand, the repair progress of March Hall is imminent, and on the other hand, Lu Ding is also in urgent need of a fist project to improve the current embarrassing business situation, and the need for process improvement is very clear.

Xu asked a person who studied it slowly and improved it little by little, and he might be able to achieve the level of a golden mat, but is that necessary?

He smiled slightly, pinched the bamboo strip, his thoughts moved slightly, and he had already changed his place.

He returned to the world of the class gate and sat next to the bookstore. In front of him was the letter Lian Linlin sent "just".

He lowered his head and looked at the familiar handwriting, stroked the surface of the letter paper, put it aside, took the paper and pen to start replying.

"I see the letter as if I meet. Your letter has helped me a lot. The golden bamboo may indeed grow in the place you said, but it also requires a specific process to brighten its characteristics and make the golden mat. I wonder if there is a corresponding process in the local area? I think it can be collected and preserved..."

He smiled and the tip of the pen rustled on the paper.

At this moment, the girl's clear and bright face seemed to appear in front of him again, holding her cheek, looking at him, preparing to talk to him.
Chapter completed!