"What are you doing?"

The next day, Lian Tianqing frowned and looked at him very uncomfortably.

Xu Wen just poured him a cup of tea, put it in the most convenient position next to him, and folded a clean wet cloth towel for him by the way, preparing him to wipe his hands after completing this process.

It was the first hour they had started work this morning, and Xu Wen had already done something like this for the fifth time.

"Huh?" Xu asked, puzzled, looking back.

Even Tianqing didn't speak, pointing to the tea and the cloth towel.

"Well, I just suddenly remembered a sentence - there is something to do the disciple to do. These are all things I should have done, I didn't pay attention to them before...... Xu asked.

"Be a fart!" Lian Tianqing simply interrupted him, very dissatisfied.

He threw the cloth towel aside in disgust and said, "I want someone to serve, why don't you buy a servant, what do you want you to do?

This is really very "even Tianqing", Xu Wen looked at the master and smiled, and the slight strange feeling in his heart since last night disappeared without a trace.

"Today we are going to learn Yang Muqiao. Hmph, don't think it's very powerful to learn paulownia so quickly, poplar, but it's a completely different thing. Lian Tianqing didn't care about his mood at all, and started today's lesson straightforwardly.

He picked up a piece of boxwood from the side, slammed it in front of Xu Wen, and said, "Before learning, you tell me about the woodiness of boxwood." ”

Xu Wen picked up the piece of wood, a slightly heavy feeling pressed on his palm, and the knowledge learned from the two worlds surged into his heart together.

He sorted it out in his mind and spoke.

The fir and paulownia woods that Xu Wen had learned before were considered softwoods, while boxwood was a real hardwood.

Boxwood is a very famous wood species from ancient times to the present, and is known as the gentleman in the wood.

It is produced in a wide range of areas, from east to west, from central to south, and its traces can be found everywhere.

It was only after he learned carpentry that he had seen this plant a lot, usually in roadside nurseries, and it looked like a clump of small shrubs. At this time, it is often referred to as "small-leaved boxwood".

After a hundred or two hundred years, such a small shrub can grow into real wood with great difficulty.

A tree that is often considered a shrub because it grows too slowly, is already a very incredible thing.

Just as Lian Tianqing said in the monthly assessment of the wood yard before, boxwood "grows by one inch and retreats three inches in intercalation", only one inch per year, and regresses three inches in leap years (it has been proven that it just does not grow).

This growth rate makes it only more than ten centimeters in diameter at most, even after one or two hundred years, and can only be used as a small material, and large materials are very rare.

So, boxwood is mostly used to make wood carvings and rarely for furniture.

Of course, if you can see boxwood furniture, it is really valuable, and it is possible to sell it for millions in the original world of Xu Wen.

Slow-growing tree species must have a very fine texture, and boxwood is a typical example.

Its timber is pale yellow, warm as jade, delicate as teeth, the wood grain is extremely light, and the heart chakra is not obvious, which is a great advantage over other woods.

"That's a good point. After listening to Xu Wen's description, Lian Tianqing nodded.

"Most of the boxwood is used for wood carving, and it can be seen everywhere in the form of birds, ornaments, flower windows, and furniture. Yang Muqiao is also mainly carvers. ”

Lian Tianqing opened the drawer of a cabinet, took out a cloth bag from it, and opened it on the table in front of Xu Wen.

The bag was full of all kinds of tools, some of which he had seen before, and some of which he didn't even know what he was for.

"Whether you can even win the two yuan after a year depends on how fast you practice Yang Muqiao. I can train within three months, and I have some hope. If you don't come up with a complete finished product within a month, you don't have to go to the house test a year later. ”

Lian Tianqing's words were an understatement, but Xu Wen knew very well in his heart that at this time, what he said was always counted.

"I'll do my best. He said briefly.

Lian Tianqing glanced at him, didn't say a word of nonsense, and went directly into the class.

"This is a wood carving tool, which is divided into two categories. A kind of grinding rough embryo, this is Weng chisel, also known as cutting the wilderness, blank knife ......"

Even Tianqing has never had reservations in teaching, he took the same tools and introduced them to Xu Wen, what is each called, how to use it, what to pay attention to when using it, and it is meticulous.

He speaks very quickly, the amount of information in his words is very large, and he often quotes scriptures and uses classical Chinese, and it is very difficult for the listener to keep up.

Fortunately, Xu Wen has studied with him for a year and has become accustomed to this kind of teaching.

He took out the habit of following the teacher in college, taking notes while listening to lectures, writing down the main points and key parts that he didn't understand and going back to ponder them repeatedly.

Even Tianqing was a little surprised when he first saw him do this, but after such a long time, he had long been accustomed to it. Sometimes after the lecture, even Tianqing would take his notes and look at them, and finish a few omissions or misunderstandings.

On this day, Xu Wen's notes and Lian Tianqing's supplement were written on a total of three pieces of paper, all of which were written with charcoal out of Xu Wen's habit.

The next day, the notes were increased to seven sheets of paper, on which in addition to the text, Xu Wen also drew illustrations on the side.

Last year, he studied for a year, and he also practiced basic painting very accurately.

Day three, ten notes.

So far, all the knowledge points about Yang Muqiao, even Tianqing has been taught.

On the fourth day, Lian Tianqing did not give a lecture, but Xu Wen took notes while practicing, and his notes directly increased to twenty sheets of paper.

......

Time passed little by little, and Xu Wen's days passed regularly and purely.

In the early morning, the rooster crowed, and after practicing the five birds, he began to teach Dongfang Lei.

On the second day of Dongfang Lei's apprenticeship, Xu Wen very directly rejected his service as an apprentice.

Dongfang Lei was a little frightened, but Xu Wen's attitude was very resolute, and he finally slowly adapted to it.

Later, Xu Wen learned that he didn't need to do so many things in Luojiafang before, and his master still loved him very much.

However, before he left Luojiafang, the master specially told him that when he returned to other people's homes, he should have a little discernment, and diligent children are always more likable.

Xu Wen didn't know what to say after hearing this, so he could only pat Dongfang Lei on the shoulder and said sincerely: It's really useless.

With the experience of teaching the disciples and brothers every night in the first year, Xu Wen is more comfortable with his apprentices than before.

When Dongfang Lei started practicing, Xu Wen would call Qiuqiu over and let Qiuqiu take him back to Xu's house.

Here, time is completely stagnant, and Xu Wen didn't go out to do anything else, just stayed here without distractions and practiced repeatedly.

Dongfang Lei is very diligent, he is even more diligent than Dongfang Lei.

A carpenter's craft requires talent, but more important than talent is such diligence.

The feel of the wood, the familiarity of the tools, and the grasp of the power all require a lot of repetition, and through these repetitive work, you can accumulate experience little by little.

Xu Wen practiced tirelessly like this until he was completely familiar with it.

Ten days later, another morning, Xu Wen walked into Lian Tianqing's workshop and put something on the table.

He exhaled softly and said, "Master, I'm done." ”

"What?" Even Tianqing was still pondering the bronze lamp, and his eyes didn't roll.

"Yang Muqiao. I'm done. Xu asked.