The boy standing in front of the stage was neck shrunk, his head hung very low, his hands were very rough, in such a cold weather, wearing a sportswear, obviously his family was not rich.

Lu Zi'an just glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, and put the pile of gadgets in his arms on the counter one by one: "I'll buy these, boss, how much." ”

"This, this ......" the boss said with some embarrassment: "You want it?"

"Yes. Lu Zi'an just put the dragon turtle on the counter and let out a slight click: "How much?"

The boss hesitated: "Five hundred." ”

There are ten in total, the wood is average, the skills are average, and five hundred is actually expensive, but Lu Zian didn't want to bargain with him, and directly took out his mobile phone: "Can you scan WeChat?"

"Well, yes, you can. The boss hurriedly took out a board with a QR code: "Then I'll get you a bag and put it up, I'll pick a good one for you, you can get it, and it's no problem to give it away!"

He was bending down to find a suitable box and bag, and the boy next to him, who had been silent, secretly raised his head and glanced at it, just one glance, and he was stunned: "This ......"

The boss just found the box, the box is quite high-end, with ten grooves, and it is very beautiful with golden silk.

He directly put them in the box one by one, covered the lid and put them in the bag, it looked quite high-end, handed it to Lu Zi'an with both hands, and he smiled: "Boss, you are so discerning, this is carved by one of our masters, and the skills are ...... The owner is really discerning......

The boy standing next to him was flushed, his head hanging even lower, and he wished that a crack had suddenly sprouted in the ground for him to get into.

"......" Lu Zi'an really didn't want to debunk his false lie, so he could only smile helplessly and nodded, and walked out with the bag.

The boy in the back raised his head slightly, his eyes staring straight at his back, and his hands clenched into fists hard.

Lu Zi'an walked out for a distance, and was about to enter a fairly large timber shop to see if there were any good materials, when he suddenly heard someone call him: "You...... Hello. ”

He turned around and saw the boy in the craft shop looking at him timidly, and said suspiciously, "Hello, is there something wrong?"

"That's right......" The boy took out a neatly folded red ticket and handed it to him very carefully: "I, I made those wood carvings, I went to other stores to ask, they said that they could be sold for up to ten yuan each, and the boss gave me two hundred yuan...... You, you, this hundred will be returned to you!"

He stuffed the money to Lu Zi'an and was about to run, but Lu Zi'an stopped him: "This is what you deserve, your work is very aura, you shouldn't measure its value by money." ”

The boy stopped, looked at him in surprise, as if happy and sad, and opened his mouth for several seconds before he said in surprise: "You, are you telling the truth?

"yes. Lu Zi'an smiled and returned the money to him: "It's just that you obviously haven't undergone systematic training, and your knife skills are lacking, but the foundation is relatively solid." ”

In a word!

The boy was so excited and excited that he couldn't even care about the money: "Sir, you must be an insider, aren't you? Are you a carpenter? I actually do a lot! I keep them all at home, do you want to see them? If you like it, you can pick whatever you like, and I'll give it to you!"

The joy of being recognized is far greater than the joy of selling at a high price, and when it comes to wood carving, his whole person's spirit is completely different, and his whole body is glowing.

Lu Zi'an nodded unconsciously: "Okay." ”

Walking down the long street to the alleys, through the long alleys, the boys gradually became more talkative, probably because they talked a little more.

So Lu Zi'an and they also knew that his name was Ying Zixuan, 19 years old this year, an orphan, and he didn't study after graduating from junior high school.

He has been particularly interested in carpentry since he was a child, and he does it only as a hobby, usually working as a waiter in a restaurant.

He lives quite partially, renting a small room of thirty square meters on the first floor.

Pushing the door in, the room was full of broken wood, some chiseled and some carved, and various semi-finished products were arranged in several rows.

"You sit down first, hehe, I'll pour water. Ying Zixuan wiped the chair with his hands and feet, and went out with the kettle.

After a while, he came over with two cups of tea, and said with a sincere smile: "Hehe, I'll go to the aunt's house next door to make it, and I'll have to wait too long if I burn it now." ”

"It's fine. Lu Zi'an took a sip and watched him step on a chair and move a large box on top of the cabinet: "Do you want to help?"

"No, no, it's very light!" Ying Zixuan carefully put all the gadgets he had carved before on the table, and filled the table with pawnshops: "Hehe, see if you have a favorite, I'll give it to you directly!"

It's really all small things, not big in size, and some even have all kinds of uneven tumors.

Ying Zixuan scratched his head, and said with some embarrassment: "My money is not enough to buy too good wood, all I put in Uncle Gu's store are the wood I bought, these are all waste materials given to me by others, and some of them are picked up by myself......"

Lu Zi'an picked up a flower he carved, the five petals were very simple, I couldn't see what category it was, but it was rare that he even carved the veins of the leaves very carefully, but it was a pity that he didn't pay attention when polishing, and rubbed it a few times in reverse, destroying the texture.

"This is what I carved last month!" Ying Zixuan was a little proud: "And this, look at it, although the wood is not very good, but I carved it very seriously!"

"Well, I see. Lu Zi'an casually picked up a piece of waste on the ground and raised his hand: "Give me the carving knife." ”

Carving knife? Ying Zixuan was a little strange, but he still handed over one of his flat knives.

The knife was sharpened, and Lu Zi'an nodded with satisfaction: "You have a good look." ”

He held the knife in his right hand, and the blade slowly sliced across the wood.

Under his fingers, the waste that was originally missing a large piece underneath gradually turned into a leisurely stretched peach branch.

The peach blossoms in full bloom, one next to the other, crowded the entire branch.

The branches are very soft, and with two swords, the flower branches fall down, revealing the luxuriance of the flowers.

Some peach blossoms stretch out five petals, just a few understatements, the stamens have been carved very clearly, lined with stretched petals look light and elegant.

Some of the flower bones hidden under the petals are hugged tightly, layered on top of each other, like pompoms clustered together, which is very lively.

In order to let Ying Zixuan see carefully, his speed was very slow, and between the undulating lines, he switched between three techniques to carve the petals thin and transparent.

Ying Zixuan's eyes widened, his mouth was open, and he didn't dare to blink when he looked at the peach blossom slowly blooming in Lu Zi'an's palm.

At the end of the last knife, Lu Zi'an said softly while looking for frosted paper: "Each wood carving has its own unique meaning, this peach branch is taken from Cheng Dachang's "Liuzhou Song Tou Dongfeng Intention": the east wind is intentional, first on the small peach branch. Red and pink, delicate as drunk, leaning on Zhu Fei. Therefore, this peach branch should focus on highlighting the greasy and delicate peach blossoms. ”

Ying Zixuan nodded again and again, looking like he wanted to stretch out his hand but didn't dare to reach out.

Lu Zi'an casually picked up a piece of sandpaper and prepared to polish it, but after just looking at it, he frowned: "Sandpaper can't be used repeatedly, you can't use this piece anymore." ”

"Ah...... Oooh. Ying Zixuan was a little embarrassed, but he still didn't take his eyes off the peach branch: "Mr. Lu, I, can I take a look at it?"