Guan Xiangfeng concentrated on carving. An hour later, a pen holder with Zen characters was carved out. There was a teapot in the background. The teapot was steaming and full of Zen flavor.
Ma Laizi only has one Zen character. Without comparison, this Zen character looks pretty good, but compared with Guan Xiangfeng's, it immediately pales in comparison... After all, Ma Laizi was originally a carpenter and was good at civil engineering work in rural areas. For The carving is only half-baked. In addition, he had not been thinking about Hanzhu carving for a long time, and now compared... Ma Laizi shook his head, knowing that he was no match for this young man.
Song Ergou and others are not unreasonable people. Seeing that Guan Xiangfeng is really capable, they couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said: "Awesome! Young man, no wonder your hair is so long."
"Does having long hair have anything to do with whether you're awesome or not?" Guan Xiangfeng asked in confusion.
Song Ergou said very seriously: "You must have been so sleepless and forgetful about eating and sleeping that you forgot to get a haircut, right?"
Guan Xiangfeng: "..." Guan Xiangfeng wanted to scold his mother, but he didn't know how to scold him back. These words seemed to be scolding him, but also seemed to be praising him, but he didn't say anything except MMP in his heart.
Ma Laizi said: "Awesome, young man, you can do this bottle better than me."
When Guan Xiangfeng saw Ma Laizi admitting defeat, he raised his head proudly and said, "It doesn't matter if you lose to me. I have liked this since I was a child. I have been playing with this bamboo for several years. My teacher is a famous wood carving master in China." , the wood carvings he made are priceless outside."
"I asked you why you are so powerful. It turns out you have a great master. You are great, you are great." Song Ergou gave a thumbs up and praised.
Guan Xiangfeng didn't know why, but every time he heard Song Ergou speak, he felt so harsh. Is this praising him or praising his master? But he couldn't say anything yet...
"It's really amazing. You have such skills at such a young age. If you study hard and practice hard in the future, your future will be limitless." Ma Laizi sighed.
Guan Xiangfeng felt comfortable hearing this and said with a smile: "That is inevitable, that is the goal of my life. Okay, let's not talk anymore and go back."
"Wait a minute, little brother, I have a merciless request..." Ma Laizi saw Guan Xiangfeng about to leave. He felt anxious, gritted his teeth and shouted.
"You don't want me to teach you bamboo carving, do you?" Guan Xiangfeng was also smart and immediately understood what Ma Laizi meant.
Ma Laizi smiled awkwardly and said, "If it's convenient..."
"It's inconvenient! To be honest, I just walked all the way and left in two days. There are many things about bamboo carving that cannot be explained clearly in a few words. Moreover, my teacher is sick, and I am not in the mood to teach you." After that, Guan Xiangfeng patted his butt and left.
Ma Laizi shook his head helplessly, looked at the bamboos on the ground, and sighed: "What a pity..."
Song Ergou said: "It's not a pity, Ma Cripple. If he doesn't teach you, why don't you find someone else to learn from you? The world is so big, there must be someone to teach you, right?"
Ma Laizi smiled bitterly and said: "Do you think it costs nothing to learn something? Do you think I can still go to college at this age? Or, do you want me to leave my hometown and run out and work as an apprentice for others?"
"The front part is a bit difficult, but the back part is not bad." Song Ergou responded immediately.
"Get out of here! I'm too old to be a fool! Just make some pocket money." After Ma Laizi finished speaking, he patted his butt and went back to the house. Although he said this, Ma Laizi was not reconciled. Although he was only a carpenter in the village, and although he basically made simple doors, windows, tables and chairs, he had been doing it for so many years. I didn't see any hope before, so I just dawdled. Now that Hanzhu has such good materials and so many tourists come, his craftsmanship can be sold at a high price, and his thinking has become more flexible. He also wants to make further progress... Who doesn't want life to get better and better
That's right, Ma Laizi doesn't have any knowledge, and he doesn't think about carrying forward any traditional crafts. He just wants to live a good life, make better things, and sell them for more money, that's all...
Guan Xiangfeng left Ma Laizi's house, thinking about how to please his teacher Jiang Zhou, going around and around, and finally settled on Bamboo. For a good woodcarver, there is nothing more pleasing than a good piece of wood. Guan Xiangfeng clearly remembered that Ma Laizi and others said that the bamboo in that yard was the worst. Then there must be something better here, even the best!
Thinking of this, Guan Xiangfeng began to wander around the village...
Song Ergou was not idle either and followed Guan Xiangfeng. Song Ergou was taken aback by Ma Laizi's performance and decided to help Ma Laizi no matter what, but how to get this bearded girl to teach Ma Laizi bamboo carving? Song Ergou followed him for a long time, trying to think of a solution, tiger stool pepper water? no! A beating? No way... How about joining forces with Wang Yougui and not giving them delicious food? This seems a bit unreasonable. Why do you want to learn other people's craftsmanship if you ask them to do so, but make trouble if you don't learn it? If word of this spreads, he may be gone as a model leader. After much thought, Song Ergou couldn't think of a suitable solution.
Song Ergou was following behind. Of course Guan Xiangfeng could see such a big living person. However, thinking of Song Ergou's previous ferocity, he instinctively chose to avoid and ignore him. Moreover, deep down he looked down on these rural people, especially after seeing their so-called bamboo carving skills, he despised Song Ergou, Ma Laizi and others to the ground. In his opinion, these people were bastards who ruined art. .
However, it was midday, the sun was getting hotter and hotter, and no villagers came out to hang out. He walked for a long time and found no one to talk to. I finally gritted my teeth and looked back...
Song Ergou saw that Guan Xiangfeng kept walking forward, so he kept following him. He was thinking about something and did not notice that Guan Xiangfeng was walking slower and slower. As a result, Guan Xiangfeng turned around and he walked forward and found that something was wrong. Look up!
Eye to eye!
It's nothing...
But... Guan Xiangfeng felt a soft collision on his mouth!
Song Ergou felt his chin was pricked by a hedgehog, and then...
"vomit!"
Song Ergou and Guan Xiangfeng squatted on the ground at the same time, vomiting...
"Fuck, you don't have eyes when you walk!" Guan Xiangfeng was almost sick to death.
Song Ergou followed and shouted: "Grass, you go your own way, why are you looking back?"
"Fuck! What does it have to do with you if I turn around?"
"If you don't look back, I can kiss you... ugh!"
"vomit!"
…
Ten minutes later, the bitter bile that Song Ergou and Guan Xiangfeng had vomited was almost coming out. They couldn't produce anything after vomiting. They slumped on the ground, staring with big eyes and small eyes, and then turned around - vomiting!
A few minutes later, the two people were back to back, neither looking at the other.
PS: Recommend friends to read the new book "Arrival in a Foreign Land" to their delight.
(End of chapter)