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There are many social naming streams living here, and Yan Yunda is one of them.

Shen Zhongyao had obviously been here more than once, and he was more familiar with the road, so he directly took Chen Han to Master Yan's studio downstairs.

After knocking on the door, it was not Yan Yunda who opened the door, but a young and sturdy young man, wearing a T-shirt and jeans, with dark skin and sawdust on his gloved gloves.

Needless to say, it is known that he is a student of Master Yan.

"Shen Gongzi, come in. The teacher is waiting for you, and he has prepared some good wood. The young man's voice sounded a little wooden, but he was very diligent in his work, and when he entered the house, he moved tables and chairs for the three of them.

There are a lot of timbers piled up in the studio, and the most conspicuous one is a seven-foot-tall statue of Guan Gong, holding a glaive knife, which looks very exquisite, but it is a pity that it lacks a bit of majestic momentum.

But it's remarkable to be able to do that. And the technical requirements of the plaque are not big, for Master Yan, it is really a slaughtering knife used to kill chickens.

"These are not too difficult for you," Shen Zhongyao looked at Chen Han, still fresh in his memory of the phoenix he carved.

Wood carving should be simpler than stone carving, after all, wood is hard and malleable.

"Each has its own merits. Chen Han said modestly.

Bypassing the statue of Guan Gong, there is a workbench in front of you. Chen Han saw a middle-aged man sitting with gray temples, holding a magnifying glass to carve walnuts with wood carvings, and wearing a gray cloth robe.

"Master Yan is busy again, let's take a rest first. Shen Zhongyao came to the rest area and made tea by himself.

Two cups of tea.

Chen Han heard Master Yan complain: "The distinguished guest is here, and you don't know how to notify me." He dropped the carving knife and strode towards Shen Zhongyao.

The two were implicit.

Yan Yunda glanced at Chen Han and automatically regarded him as his entourage's subordinate, after all, his clothes didn't look high-end.

As they spoke, they came to a container.

Yan Yunda turned on the light, and there were several complete pieces of wood on the container: "These have been treated with antiseptic, you can pick them." ”

"That's it. Chen Han pointed to a piece of peach wood and asked, "What words are mentioned on it?"

"Are you?" Yan Yunda frowned, thinking to himself how could this person be so ignorant of the rules and dare to make decisions for Shen Gongzi.

Unexpectedly, Shen Zhongyao was not angry, but said with a smile: "I haven't introduced it yet, this is my brother Chen, who is also good at carving." ”

"I'm blind. Yan Yunda moved his ears, and when he heard that he was Shen Zhongyao's brother, he smiled and held Chen Han's hand affectionately, "Little brother turned out to be a fellow practitioner, you have a really good eye, this piece of peach wood was taken from a hundred-year-old tree." Peach wood wards off evil spirits, with aura. ”

"I picked it randomly. Chen Han didn't have a good impression of this snobbish old man, but the plaque still had to be made, so he asked: "What font is used on it?" ”

"It's definitely not a cliché Song style and small seal. Yan Yunda shouted at the students: "Take pen and ink, and watch me give you ugliness." ”

"Wait a minute. Chen Han said, "Since it is my restaurant, I will personally inscribe better." ”

Yan Yunda was suddenly unhappy, "If it weren't for Shen Gongzi coming over in person, others would have asked me for an inscription, and I wouldn't be happy." ”

The young man laid out rice paper on the table and began to grind the ink, and Yan Yunda had already rolled up his sleeves.

Chen Han said again: "Don't care about my calligraphy, my shop, it's better to mention the characters yourself." ”

"I've been practicing calligraphy for decades, and I still have this confidence. Yan Yunda's face drooped, "You can read what I wrote before you speak." ”

"Oh well. Chen Han agreed.

Shen Zhongyao said with a smile: "Brother Chen will also write a pair of words later, and compare them together." He was very curious, Chen Han's food carving skills were already so expressive, could it be that he also had a high attainment in calligraphy, it would be unreasonable.

The young man on the side said: "The teacher loves calligraphy and practices calligraphy every day. ”

Yan Yunda put the teacup aside, lifted the belt of his trousers, held back a constipated expression on his face, dipped his pen in ink, and wrote the words "Bright Candle Hut", all in one go.

Students are already clapping.

Yan Yunda blew the floating tea leaves, and said proudly: "Well, if you look at it with wide eyes, in the entire Linhai City, there are not many people whose calligraphy is better than mine." ”

"Not bad. Shen Zhongyao exclaimed: "Full and round, it is a good word, Brother Chen, what do you think?"

"The foundation is solid, this painting is good, but it's a pity that ......"

"What is a pity?" Yan Yunda was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the kid in front of him to speak in such a big tone.

Chen Han's eyes were a little disappointed, and he said: "There is a charm between the strokes, full of craftsmanship, but it lacks style." ”

Bang!

Yan Yunda slammed the cup on the table, his face was red and white for a while, "You have the ability, you write." Shen Gongzi will ask you to say a fair word later, it's not appropriate for your brother to slap me in the face like this. ”

"Casual joke, see if you take it seriously. Shen Zhongyao's tone was obviously biased towards Chen Han.

Yan Yunda snorted heavily, his face full of unconvinced.

"I'm not kidding. Chen Han walked to the table, picked up the brush and selected them one by one, and finally selected a lubricated and elastic wolf pen, soaked in ink, holding his breath.

The tip of the pen hangs over the paper.

Everyone looked at the brush intently.

Ah Bai found that Chen Han's wrist was extremely stable and did not tremble at all.

Smack!

A drop of ink fell on the rice paper, directly staining the paper.

Yan Yunda couldn't help but tremble and laughed, "Little brother, don't force it if you can't do it." Calligraphy is not something that can be learned by looking at it, and it is impossible to write good words without immersing yourself in it and learning it seriously and steadily for ten years. "It's stable, I've won, and I know that I can't write calligraphy by looking at the other party's posture.

Shen Zhongyao said: "Do you want to change a piece of paper again?" Although he was a little disappointed, he still had expectations for Chen Han.

Chen Han didn't answer, his legs were slightly apart, his breath was condensed, and the tip of the pen fell on that drop of ink, against the direction of the ink splashing, the dragon and the tiger leaped, all in one go.

In an instant, several onlookers opened their mouths wide.

Chen Han's gesture is old-fashioned, the silver hook iron painting, the pen is over, such as the black iron pouring condensed, and the momentum jumps out.

The four big characters of "Bright Candle House" penetrate the back of the paper, and the first drop of ink is like fireworks, which can be called the finishing touch.

Smack!

Yan Yunda's cup slipped and fell, and when it was broken, his body was agitated, and the smile on his face had already frozen.

The young man stared at the words and said, "It's better than what my master wrote." "He's honest by nature and doesn't lie.

Chen Han threw the pen, moved his wrist leisurely, and said, "So-so, after all, I'm just a cook." ”

Yan Yunda almost vomited blood, and his face was ugly, as if he had swallowed a handful of flies.

Cook......

How many cooks know calligraphy? I'm also a member of the Calligraphy Association, so it's really special, even if I hit myself in the face, I have to step on my head a few more times.

"Let me take a look. Shen Zhongyao said loudly: "Good words, good words! The demeanor is chic, naturally staggered, and majestic, this is the best word I have ever seen." ”

"Okay!" Ah Bai's sharp gaze fell on Chen Han, as if he had found something in him.

Chen Han noticed his gaze and turned his head to look at the other party.

Knock!

Ah Bai felt his heart beat faster, and in the deep eyes of the other party, there seemed to be a wild energy that was difficult to gap, very dangerous and exciting, he hugged his fists and turned his head to look away.

"Master Yan, can you tell the quality of these two characters?" Shen Zhongyao smiled reservedly, but there was a knife hidden in his words, "If you can't see it, I'll find a few friends to appreciate it." ”

Yan Yunda felt that someone had taken the floor, and he was not at all steady, so he lowered his head helplessly: "Brother Chen is slightly higher, I am convinced." ”

"Very well, the plaque will be left to you. ”

"Good. ”

"Everyone has a friendly exchange in calligraphy, Master Yan don't take it to heart. You can't smash your own wood carving signboard because of this little thing. ”

"Definitely, definitely. Master Yan bowed his head humbly. Until Chen Han and the others were sent away, his head could not be raised.

......

The Candle Cottage restaurant opens.

A van is parked on the side of the road, and stevedores deliver a steady stream of ingredients to the kitchen.

Shen Zhongyao came early, he left a red envelope, stopped and left after a short time. In addition, he doesn't like to be lively, and his dress is relatively low-key, so he didn't attract much attention.

As soon as Shen Zhongyao left, Zhao Jinhu and Hu Zhibo also brought seven or eight brothers over. It's a stall again, and it's a flower basket.

After the incident, Zhao Jinhu also led people to stand in two rows at the door, majestic and majestic. provoked passers-by to point fingers.

Zhao Jinhu looked up at the signboard: "This word is really beautiful." ”

"Look at the bottom right corner. Hu Zhibo pointed his finger and said, "The Chen Han question written on it is really fake." ”

"It's definitely true, our boss doesn't care about cheating. ”

Hu Zhibo said: "When someone tells me that he is a chef in the future, I absolutely do not believe it!"

"The boss crosses over a bit of a big deal. Zhao Jinhu said, "If you want to say that he is a black boxer gold belt, I still believe it." ”

Hu Zhibo nodded, and said, "It seems that everything is better than cooking." ”

A few younger brothers echoed and kept talking.

"What are you talking about here?" Chen Han saw the noise outside and walked out of the restaurant.

"I'm complimenting on the good looks. Zhao Jinhu pretended to say.

Chen Han asked unhurriedly: "Then you can comment on it, which is good-looking?"

Zhao Jinhu's head is big, how can he comment: "This ...... It's just beautiful...... It's really good-looking. ”

"If you don't look at it, just stay aside, you guys are fierce and scare the customers away when you stand outside. Chen Han took a broom and drove away.

Several people hid in the kitchen.

Can't be idle and don't do things, Zhao Jinhu began to clean. The kitchen was already very clean, so they found the corners and cleaned them up.

Hu Zhibo was also on the side to help.

The two discussed it, and if they had nothing to do, they went to the restaurant to join in the fun. Chen Han was always embarrassed to leave them alone.

After a while, someone came in from outside.

"Yo, isn't this Pavilion Master Zhao?" Han Jingshan was startled as soon as he entered the kitchen.

"Uncle, you sit down and rest, what do you tell me. Zhao Jinhu carried the chair behind Han Jingshan, and yelled at the younger brother: "Why are you stunned, you don't have any eyesight, why don't you go and pour water." ”

"Come, smoke a cigar. Hu Zhibo also had a smile on his face.

"No, no. ”

Han Jingshan was so frightened that he hurriedly ran to the guest hall, where would he smoke a cigar, and besides, Zhao Jinhu was also a scourge in Jianglong Town, I had never seen him so polite to anyone.

He asked Chen Han about the identities of Hu Zhibo and others, and Chen Han bluntly said that the rich boss was idle and had weak legs, so he came out to take people to volunteer.

Han Jingshan couldn't understand it, he walked around the hall a few times, and couldn't help but marvel at the luxurious decoration in the room, and when he looked through the menu at the bar, he was startled again and gasped.

"Xiaoxue, come and see. Han Jingshan called his daughter who was chatting with Chen Han at the door in a panic.

Han Muxue looked puzzled, and her eyes widened when she looked at the menu.

A serving of Chen's tofu, the price is actually one hundred and nine, and there is not even a photo, the ghost knows what kind of tofu it is.

Han Muxue was speechless: "Could it be a mistake?"