Douyin's Craft King

Ye Heng said.

"horse"

Wang Cong never became interested: "It's like the tiger and lion you made, which can run and jump"

"nonsense."

Ye Heng said angrily, "I'm making mechanical beasts, not carving wood carvings."

"Then can I watch from the side?"

Wang Congcong asked, "You.... masters of craftsmanship, is there a saying that...the craftsmanship is not shown to outsiders to prevent the craftsmanship from being stolen."

"If you can learn it by watching it, I will definitely show it to you without any reservations."

Ye Heng laughed.

"Then what kind of Malay are you going to make?"

Wang Congcong asked again.

Born in a rich family, riding a horse is naturally an easy thing for Wang Congcong.

But there are also different breeds of horses, good and bad.

Wealthy people, who generally keep horses, must be well-bred.

The BMW with the best quality is undoubtedly the sweaty BMW, formerly known as the Harje Golden Horse.

A... purebred sweaty horse is a rare horse that is measured by billions of dollars.

"Harte Golden Horse."

Ye Heng replied.

When it comes to the shape and stature of a horse, no horse can compare to a real sweaty BMW.

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...... Such a god horse is extremely precious.

"Stimulate."

Wang Congcong is very interested: "That...discuss a matter, the horse is made, can you let me ride it and pretend to be aggressive?"

Ye Heng glanced at Wang Congcong: "I don't believe you, a rich young man, haven't ridden a horse yet."

"Of course I have ridden horses."

Wang Congcong said, "But I've never ridden a mechanical beast!"

"I have a good piece of advice that will definitely make you look very aggressive after riding."

Ye Heng said suddenly.

"what"

Ye Heng pointed to the mechanical animal pig on the open space and said, "Riding a pig is much more domineering than riding a horse, and it is also a... mechanical animal pig."

"Go! Go! Go."

Wang Congcong knew that Ye Heng was making fun of himself, so he said unwillingly, "I don't want face."

"Little Tiger."

Ye Heng shouted at Xiaohu at this moment.

Xiaohu hurriedly ran towards Ye Heng, looking at Ye Heng, wondering what Ye Heng wanted it to do.

Ye Heng gave Wang Congcong a look and said, "I'll give you a chance to ride a tiger. It's up to you if you dare to ride it."

"Ye Heng, you are so interesting."

Wang Cong was overjoyed.

Riding a mechanical animal tiger is definitely more interesting than driving a luxury car.

Wang Congcong walked over to Xiaohu and said, "Xiaohu, you see me and your master are also buddies, so give me some face!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Congcong just turned over and put the tiger on the back.

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Chapter [-] A Different Life

If it weren't for Wang Congcong's words.

"I and your master are buddies, give me some face."

It is absolutely impossible for Wang Congcong to ride on the tiger! As the king of the forest, how could Xiaohu easily let others ride on its back? Heng is now a friend.

And Wang Congcong, once he is with his true friend, shows the prototype.

There is no such thing as a rich family, a young man or a domineering president.

In front of true friends, Wang Congcong completely releases his personality, as long as he is happy, everything is a cloud.

But there are not many friends who can make Wang Congcong care so much.

"Let's go."

Wang Congcong rode on Xiaohu's back and shouted.

The little tiger is carrying "[-]"

Wang Cong ran wildly out.

"Don't scare others, and don't harm the crops of the villagers."

Ye Heng warned.

"understood!"

Wang Congcong's response came.

I have to say that Ye Heng's craftsmanship is more and more admired by Wang Congcong.

Wang Cong also saw the scene of Ye Heng riding a lion on the Internet before.

But it was underestimated at the time.

Although it is really handsome to ride a lion! But it is made of wood knots, so it doesn't hurt to ride on it. Even if it is a horse, a real horse, with the protection of a saddle, most people are extremely uncomfortable and uncomfortable when riding for the first time. of.

Riding for a long time will definitely cause bumpy ass pain.

But now, Wang Cong, who was riding on the little tiger, completely denied his previous thoughts.

This is so comfortable! The fur on the back of the little tiger, I don't know what material it is made of, it looks like real tiger fur.

Riding on it, it doesn't feel that hard.

And in the process of Xiaohu running, there is no sense of any big bumps.

On the contrary, it feels very comfortable.

It's like sitting in a massage chair.

This made Wang Congcong feel... cool! This feeling of refreshment is... Wang Congcong has never felt this way when driving a Lamborghini.

Simply awesome! "Hurry up, little tiger!"

Men are all about speed and passion.

Wang Congzi gave an order, and Xiaohu almost ran wild without exerting his full strength.

The speed was very fast, and the whistling of the wind could be heard in the ears.

"That's what it feels like, cool."

Wang Cong called.

The tiger is about the same size as Simba.

At such a speed, he ran wildly on the ground, causing the ground to tremble a little.

The noise caused by this is naturally not small.

And a person riding a tiger running wildly, the impact is also extremely shocking.

The villagers of Jiling Village were not as surprised as before when they saw this scene.

No way, who made a craft master in the village.

For so long, these things are not surprising.

In the hearts of these villagers, they had seen Heng Ziwa running wild on a lion before.

Now it's no big deal to see someone running wild on a tiger.

And that tiger, the villagers all know, is a mechanical beast made by Heng Ziwa.

Come to think of it, that man... riding a tiger should be Heng Ziwa's friend.

"Heng Ziwa's friend, slow down and don't fall."

"It's not good to hit someone, be careful."

"But don't harm the crops!"

"It's Heng Ziwa's friend, be careful."

......The folks in Jiling Village, the news that they usually pay attention to, only watch the news broadcast.

Take a look at some of the policies issued by the national government.

For.. the richest man in China, the folks really don't know.

But since he is Hengziwa's friend, the villagers will treat him very politely and friendly.

Because of Ye Heng, life in the village has grown tremendously now.

I don't know anything else, but every villager finds that his pockets are getting bigger and bigger.

Life at home is not as tight as it used to be.

All this is due to Ye Heng.

Hearing the voices from the surrounding villagers, Wang Cong waved his hand in a friendly manner.