Chapter 552: Carving Art Everyone

These small insects are vivid, they are carved by Wu Zetian with auto-zoom glasses, one by one, there are twenty-seven.

It's only been a month since the Communist Party came here, and Wu Zetian is still very idle, which makes Mai Xiaoji feel a little guilty and didn't take good care of her.

Bring all these little insects back to the office, and let Nangong Yue prepare a small display shelf and put all these small insects on it. McXiaoji wants to remind himself that he must work hard and no longer let down these ancient people who have been helping him.

It's just that there is also distress, and when the people who came to the office saw it, they all wanted one, but Mai Xiaoji didn't spit out. Kong Qun believes that if it is carved into a series, it can also be sold for money.

There is only one person who makes an exception to get one, and that is Fang Hua. Fang Hua's movable property was sent directly from the company to the hospital, and the situation was still critical on the way, but she took a stack of forms and insisted on working until she entered the delivery room.

Mai Xiaoji was very moved, and Fang Hua tried his best to do it for himself and for this company.

"Sister Fang, I will arrange for others to do this. Mai Xiaoji took the form from Fang Hua's hand, and she also breathed a sigh of relief, "This month's report has been uploaded to the office system, and it won't be messed up if someone takes over." Oops, it hurts me. ”

"It's time to enter the delivery room!" After the nurse finished speaking, she pushed Fang Hua in, but Fang Hua grabbed Mai Xiaoji: "Brother, it's not easy for my sister to have a child at this age, so I want to ask for good luck." ”

"Sister, what do you say?" asked Mai Xiaoji.

"I saw that the little golden cicada was very good, and it was peachwood, and I thought about making a pendant for my son to wear around his neck to bless him to grow up safely. Fang Hua said.

"Okay, okay. ”

Mai Xiaoji stubbornly agreed, Fang Hua smiled slyly, and pushed it in. Everyone understands in their hearts that Mai Xiaoji's things are good, and so are the facts.

If everyone knows, these are all carved by Wu Zetian, like Nangong Yue and Yan Beifei, even if they are thieves, they have to be stolen.

Wu Zetian's little insects are used to relieve boredom, but a series of works of real significance has been completed!

Yu Wenkai sent a message saying that the three-dimensional miniature sculpture of the Qingming Shanghe Picture in cooperation with Zhang Zeduan has been completed. Mai Xiaoji was very happy, and hurriedly paid ten grams of red envelopes for him to teleport over.

However, Yu Wenkai did not ship the goods immediately, but asked Mai Xiaoji to find a larger place.

Yes, a painting is several meters long, not to mention a miniature carving work, Mai Xiaoji thought about it, and felt that the roof was still the most suitable for receiving large-scale couriers.

As a result, Mai Xiaoji felt for the first time that the courier fee was only ten grams of gold, which was too low!

From beginning to end, the work is 60 meters long, and the roof is not long enough, and it extends half a meter, but fortunately it does not cause damage or fall.

Strictly speaking, it is not a miniature carving, but it is a stunning work of ingenuity!

It's not just as simple as meticulously crafting, what makes Mai Xiaoji so excited is that there are dense silk threads connected under each figure, and they can act alone or collectively show different postures.

The windmill can turn, the river can flow after being filled with water, and after the banner above is pulled and agitated, the wind can be blown from the dark grid bellows, and even the trees and flowers are slightly swinging.

A heart kept beating wildly, so beating that Mai Xiaoji was worried that he would faint, but after studying it all morning, he still didn't have a clue at all. What he can do is only the movement of a single object, and cannot cooperate with the overall dynamic display.

There was a bulge at the end, and Mai Xiaoji tried to press it, and the wind blew in an instant, but soon Mai Xiaoji found that the gust of wind was not caused by the bulge, but really existed.

The roof was windy, and Mai Xiaoji was worried that he had damaged the model, so he wanted someone to carry it down first.

However, it is distressing that the wood carvings are now so integrated that they do not know where to disassemble them. Mai Xiaoji carefully studied it twice from beginning to end, but he still had no solution.

The head is bigger, and the wind is louder at this time, not to mention that this work is very valuable, if it really blows off some of it, it is very likely to cause danger.

As a last resort, Mai Xiaoji could only send Yu Wenkai a red envelope of 2,100 grams and asked him to apply for teleportation to modern times and explain it in person.

Looking at the balance of the Golden Circle mobile phone, there is only less than a kilogram left!

Poor!

Yu Wenkai appeared on the roof of the building, he was a thick old man, very thin, with a somewhat rickety figure, a gray beard, and a set of shabby official uniforms.

This outfit looked majestic in ancient times, but in modern times it looks like a performance artist.

After meeting, he also saluted to Mai Xiaoji, and Mai Xiaoji also returned the salute with a gourd painting, and then helped him up, touching his hands, but Mai Xiaoji was scratched, and when he looked down, it turned out to be a thick cocoon on Yu Wenkai's hand.

Before I came, it was like I had done pruning, but the edges and corners were sharp, like knives and needles.

"Master, you have suffered. In the future, just feel free to be here. Mai Xiaoji said distressedly.

"I don't have him, just to thank him sincerely. Yu Wenkai said politely, and asked, "Do you need a demonstration?"

"Very much looking forward to it. Mai Xiaoji said happily.

"Can you get some clean water?"

"Good!"

Mai Xiaoji went downstairs and fetched two bottles of mineral water, as well as a suit of his own, and Yu Wenkai couldn't walk around in an official uniform. Moreover, it is also too shabby.

Pouring water into the river, and then activating a mechanism in the middle, Yu Wenkai pulled out a few sturdy strings, seemingly operating them very casually.

Everything, all alive!

Juggling, watching the excitement, borrowing books and reading, everyone moved. The breeze is gusting, the weeping willows are gently swaying, and there is actually a flower quietly blooming, and there is a mixed fragrance between the noses!

"This bottle has perfume in it and can be replaced with a high-end product. Yu Wenkai said apologetically, he was not willing to buy a good one.

"That's already good!" said Mai Xiaoji, busy recording the whole process.

"It is painted with lacquer from the inside to the outside, which can keep the open flame water, and only one more layer needs to be applied after a hundred years. ”

"It's rare!"

"It will take time for the river to go down at the autumn equinox, and my hand is a little disobedient. Yu Wenkai explained.

"No hurry, no hurry! You should rest for a few days. "McXiaoji was recording a video without saying much.

Yu Wenkai talked about the operation steps, but it was too complicated for Mai Xiaoji to remember, so he could only ask him to write it down. The subsequent disassembly is even more eye-catching, some places can be rotated and compressed, so placed, up to 20 meters, greatly saving storage space.

Subsequently, Mai Xiaoji called Nangong Yue, Tang Linlin and others to find some clean cardboard boxes and pack them all.

Nangong Yue and the others came to the top of the building, and they were still stunned when they saw the compressed version, and at some point, there was a strange old man on the roof.

It can only be understood that when you are a family member, you don't need to register.

Dozens of boxes, large and small, Yu Wenkai personally numbered them, and then carefully carried them down. Such a collection weighs no more than 100 catties, which is very rare.

Externally, Yu Wenkai claims to be Mr. An Le, who is elegant and humble and polite, and everyone calls him that.