Guan Xiangfeng carved intently, and an hour later, a Zen pen holder was carved, and there was a teapot in the background, the teapot was steaming, full of Zen flavor.

There is only one Zen word for the lame horse, and without comparison, this Zen word looks pretty good, but compared with Guan Xiangfeng, it immediately pales in comparison...... After all, Ma Cripple was originally a carpenter, and he was good at civil engineering work in the countryside, and he was only half-baked for carving. Coupled with the bamboo carving, he also pondered for a long time, and now it is a ...... The lame man shook his head, knowing that he was no match for the young man.

Song Ergou and the others were not unreasonable people, and when they saw that Guan Xiangfeng was really capable, they couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said, "Amazing! Young man, no wonder your hair is so long." ”

"Does long hair have anything to do with whether it's powerful or not?" Guan Xiangfeng asked puzzled.

Song Ergou said very seriously: "You should have forgotten to get a haircut after forgetting to sleep and eat, right?"

Guan Xiangfeng: "......" Guan Xiangfeng wanted to scold his mother, but he didn't know how to scold him back, this seemed to be scolding him, and it seemed to be praising him, except for MMP in his heart, he didn't say anything.

The lame man said, "Great, young man, you are better than me in this tube." ”

Guan Xiangfeng saw that Ma Cripple had admitted defeat, and raised his head proudly and said: "It's nothing if you lose to me, I have liked this since I was a child, I have been playing with this bamboo for a few years, my teacher is a famous wood carving master in China, and the wood carving he made is priceless outside." ”

"I said why are you so powerful, it turns out that you are following a powerful master, amazing, amazing. Song Ergou gave a thumbs up and praised.

Guan Xiangfeng didn't know why, every time he heard Song Ergou speak, why did he feel so harsh? Is this praising him, or praising his master? But he can't say anything......

"It's really amazing, there is such a craft at such a young age, and the future is limitless. The lame man sighed.

Guan Xiangfeng listened to this comfortably, and said with a smile: "That's inevitable, that's the goal of my life." Okay, let's not talk about it, go back. ”

"Wait a minute, this little brother, I have a reluctant request......" The lame horse saw that Guan Xiangfeng was leaving, his heart was anxious, he gritted his teeth, and shouted.

"You don't want me to call you a bamboo carving, do you?" Guan Xiangfeng was also clever, and immediately understood what the lame horse meant.

The lame horse smiled awkwardly: "If it's convenient......"

"It's inconvenient! To be honest, I just passed all the way, and I left in less than two days. There are a lot of bamboo carvings, and they can't be explained clearly in a few words. Besides, my teacher is sick, and I'm not in the mood to teach you. After speaking, Guan Xiangfeng patted his ass and left.

The lame horse shook his head helplessly, looked at the bamboo on the ground, and sighed: "It's a pity......"

Song Ergou said: "Ma lame, there's no pity, he doesn't teach you, you won't go to others to learn?

The lame man smiled bitterly and said, "Do you think it costs nothing to learn things? Do you think I can still go to college at my age? Or do you want me to run away from my hometown and work as an apprentice for someone else?"

"The front one is a little hard, but the back one is good. Song Ergou immediately responded.

"Fuck off! I'm old, and I'm still learning a fart! Just mix up some pocket money. After the lame man finished speaking, he patted his ass and went back to the house. said so, but Ma Cripple was not reconciled in his heart, although he was just a carpenter in the village, although he basically made simple doors, windows, tables and chairs, but after all, he had been doing it for so many years. I didn't see any hope before, so I messed around. Now that he has such a good material as Hanzhu and so many tourists coming, his craftsmanship can be sold at a high price, and his mind is also lively. He also wants to go one step further...... Who doesn't want to get better and better?

That's right, Ma Cripple didn't have any knowledge, and he didn't want to carry forward any traditional crafts, he just wanted to live a good life, make better things, sell for more money, and that's it......

Guan Xiangfeng left Ma Cripple's house, thinking about how to please the teacher Jiang Zhou, turned around, and finally hit the idea on the bamboo. For a good woodcarver, there is nothing more likable than a piece of good material. Guan Xiangfeng clearly remembered that Ma Cripple and others said that the bamboo in the yard was the worst. Then there must be better, even the best, here!

Thinking of this, Guan Xiangfeng began to wander around the village......

Song Ergou was not idle, just followed behind Guan Xiangfeng's buttocks. The lame horse's performance made Song Ergou take a heart and decided to help the lame horse no matter what, but how to start and let this girl with a long beard teach the lame horse to carve bamboo...... Why don't you unite with Wang Yougui and not give them delicious food? This seems to be a bit unauthentic, why do you say that you can learn people's craftsmanship, and if you don't learn, you will make a stumbling block? If this is spread out, I am afraid that his exemplary advanced will be gone, and after thinking about it, Song Ergou has not thought of a suitable way.

Song Ergou followed behind his buttocks, such a big living person, of course Guan Xiangfeng could see it. However, thinking of Song Ergou's previous fierceness, he instinctively chose to avoid it and ignore it. Moreover, in his bones, he also looked down on these rural people, especially after seeing their so-called bamboo carving skills, he even despised Song Ergou, Ma Cripple and others to the ground, in his opinion, these people are bastards who spoil art.

However, at noon, the sun was getting hotter and hotter, and no villagers came out to hang out, so he walked for a long time and did not find anyone to talk to. Gritted his teeth one last and turned back......

Song Ergou saw that Guan Xiangfeng kept moving forward, and he kept following, thinking about things in his head, and he didn't notice that Guan Xiangfeng was walking slower and slower, but Guan Xiangfeng turned around, he walked forward, found that the situation was wrong, and looked up!

Look at each other!

It's nothing......

But...... Guan Xiangfeng felt a soft collision on his mouth!

Song Ergou felt that his chin was pierced by a hedgehog, and then ......

"Gross!"

Song Ergou and Guan Xiangfeng squatted on the ground at the same time, vomiting......

"Grass, you don't have long eyes when you walk!" Guan Xiangfeng was almost sick to death.

Song Ergou followed and shouted: "Cao, you go your way, what are you going back to?"

"Grass, what do I have to do with you when I turn around?"

"If you don't look back, I can kiss ...... Gross!"

"Gross!"

……

Ten minutes later, Song Ergou and Guan Xiangfeng's bitter bile was about to come out, they couldn't vomit anything, sat on the ground, stared at each other with big eyes, and then turned around - vomit!

After another few minutes, the two men were back to back, neither looking at the other.