It is difficult to draw the skin of a tiger and the bones, and it is difficult to draw the heart of a person.

In fact, these artistic creations are all the same. Painting, jade carving, wood carving, bone carving, etc. are all similar, the easiest thing to succeed is the shape, and the least easy to succeed is to enrich the spirituality of one's artwork.

Generally, painters, jade carvers, wood carvers, etc., who have the word "teacher" are all small achievers, and these people will be respected by most people, and they can even teach and solve doubts, and become a higher-level existence. And when they stand at different heights, the treatment they encounter is naturally different, and ordinary people have to 'please' them in the face of them.

Mr. Apple Tree sometimes lived in the mountains with Mr. Wu, sometimes walked in the world, and naturally saw all kinds of people, he had some friendship with a woodcarver by chance, and felt that this person's skills were good, and he might be able to meet the requirements of the boss, so he contacted him privately. At that time, the wood carver said that he had to think about it, and asked for the address of the restaurant, but he actually came by himself, which caught everyone off guard.

The stupa has been carved, but the identity of the little ant is kept secret, and the restaurant will not tell anyone, let alone the customers.

Faced with the questioning of this man who was about forty years old, with strong hands, fair face, and elegant temperament, Mr. Appletree had no choice but to push Li Qingming out and hide behind himself. In addition to imitating others, this apple tree himself is very simple, and his understanding of things related to feelings is relatively slow, so he naturally hides behind Li Qingming.

"It's soda. Li Qingming didn't offer tea, he pushed the soda cup forward, and said gently, "You can taste it." ”

It was about that Li Qingming's temperament was too mysterious, and the wood carver was originally extremely disdainful of this kind of soda for a few yuan outside, he picked up the cup and took a sip gently, and then showed a trace of strange emotions, and then took another sip, and then his attitude was much better.

This is something that everyone didn't expect, it turns out that soda can not only soothe nervous monsters, but also soothe humans?

"I now believe that you are not an ordinary person, no wonder you can make him a waiter. The woodcarver spoke slowly, "My name is woodcarving, my surname is wood, you can call it whatever you want." I wonder which master carved this stupa, as if it has been able to give the stupa spirit, this is a very high arm, even now I don't have the ability to give the work a spirit, but I can only touch the threshold. ”

In fact, even so, the achievement of this wood carving is very powerful, you must know that it is easy to say that it is easy to give a spirit, but it is very difficult to sit up. Once the spirit is successfully given, then every work of this wood carver is poured into his efforts, with a trace of spirituality works are like magic weapons, and even easier to give birth to instrument spirits, such wood carvers can be called masters, should be a national treasure level of existence.

It's just that the author of Li Qingming's stupa is a little ant, which he can never say.

"It's inconvenient to tell you. Li Qingming said bluntly, "But you have come all the way to the restaurant, but we can't neglect you." The rooms are ready and you can rest here for a few days. "This whole building is Li Qingming's, he is not bad for money, of course, how comfortable and how to decorate, now in addition to the room where everyone lives in the restaurant, there is still a lot of vacancy, but the place near the top floor must not be used by outsiders, because some people have to hang clothes poles to practice every morning.

The master can always be willful, and the wood carving thinks that he is worse than the other party, so he does not ask questions, and obediently goes to the guest room.

After settling down the guests, Li Qingming began to arrange the next things, "Taking advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival, we want to take the opportunity to hold activities and give customers a discount." Although most of our customers are not festive, we can launch a few mooncakes that can be used as dim sum. Cantonese, Hong Kong and other moon cakes have been prepared, I have already written the materials, and Ah Zhe is responsible for going out to buy them, and the moon cakes are all made by hand, and everyone will come together to help when the time comes!"

Cantonese moon cake ingredients are complex, but the production is not too difficult, Hong Kong-style snow skin moon cake making is even simpler, and there are puff pastry cloud leg moon cakes, this taste is great, but there are also a lot of production steps, many of us are making it for the first time, and they need to be reconciled step by step.

Although the Mid-Autumn Festival has not yet arrived, the gifts that should be given should be prepared in advance, Li Qingming specially thought about the people he knew, wrote a list, and the restaurant prepared gifts according to this list. When he wrote the three words 'Mr. Wind', Li Qingming thought about it and crossed it out with a pen, but Jin Long naturally didn't write it. Glancing at the paper world on the counter, Li Qingming tapped a drop of water with his finger and threw it in, this world is still incomplete, he wants to add a little bit from time to time, I hope to have the opportunity to see a complete world in the future.

Holding a round dough in his hand, Zhang Beibei ran over with a smile and said, "I remember that we still have a bottle of rose sauce, and that stuffing must be delicious." Boss, do you want to make mooncakes too, it's fun. Two hundred and five said beautifully, picked up Li Qingming's water cup and poured a stomach of soda, and hurriedly took the flower sauce and ran back to the kitchen.

Because the kitchen was too noisy, the Tibetan mastiff, who was sleeping in his kennel, shook his head and crawled out, and ran to Li Qingming's feet with brisk dog legs to prepare to continue sleeping. However, Li Qingming quickly stood up and went to the kitchen to make moon cakes. The Tibetan mastiff could only hide himself under the counter, pretending that he did not hear the noise.

Ying Long is worthy of being a master of making noodles, not to mention noodles of various colors, but also made dough of various colors, which are particularly beautiful on the plate one by one. Li Qingming made the simplest snowy skin mooncakes, put them in the refrigerator and ice them, and they can be eaten after a while.

"I don't think it's as good as this, recently the giveaways of our restaurant have replaced dim sum with moon cakes, and when the Mid-Autumn Festival comes, we will sell moon cakes. Li Qingming took out the iced snow skin mooncake, took a bite of it, and exclaimed, "It tastes really good." ”

All kinds of mooncakes were quickly baked, placed in the wooden food box of the insurance, and stacked in the corner, as if forming a mooncake wall.

At dinner in the evening, the little monsters were very curious to look at the dim sum on the counter, Li Qingming picked out some particularly small varieties and gave them to pad their stomachs, promising to send a box when they paid. The little fat hand grabbed the moon cake, and the little monster puffed out his round bun face, and said happily: "I know, I miss my relatives every festival." ”

The little guy ran back to his father's arms with his little short legs, and the small mooncakes were divided into several portions, and the whole family could taste a bite.

Jingle bells, jingle bells, and the wind chimes at the door suddenly changed slightly. Li Qingming looked up and saw the god of the day standing there, raising his hand and a spiritual energy came over, and it was divided into two bundles in the middle, one bundle entered Li Qingming's body, and the other bundle entered the pagoda, and the relic seemed to shine brightly, and then fell silent. Without waiting for Li Qingming to speak, Riyoushen had already dodged away, and then a box of moon cakes disappeared.

Such a scene is too weird, the wood carving is just an ordinary person, not suitable to appear in the hall of the restaurant, so now Mr. Apple Tree is accompanied by Mr. Apple Tree to chat in the room. Wood carving is a person who has dedicated his life to the profession of wood carving, even when he chats, he will hold a very small wood carving to play, and look at it from time to time.

"Is this also your work?" Mr. Apple Tree asked, seeing that the wood carvings were always looking at the works in his hands, intentionally or unconsciously.

After a slight hesitation, the wood carving nodded: "This is my best work, but unfortunately there is still no spirit." He spread out his palms and showed Mr. Apple Tree the wood carving in his hand.

This is a small man only the length of a finger, the whole body is pitch black, irrelevant and lifelike, the muscle texture on the body is distinct, Mr. Apple Tree blinked, he always felt that there should be carved bones, internal organs, and even fine blood vessels under the muscles of this little man. If it is just to make the work have a spirit, then the degree of such effort is really too great, from head to toe like a real person, maybe give him a spirit and come back to life.

"It's been great. Mr. Appletree said heartily.

Shaking his head slightly, the wood carving sighed and said, "This is not enough, I just touched the threshold, but I can feel that my method should be wrong, otherwise I should already have a spirit to this extent." Unfortunately, there are too few contemporary wood carvers, and I have only seen one spiritual wood carving, which is the stupa on the counter of your shop. I wonder if I can put my wood carving next to that stupa...... I can wait for your store to close......"

Mr. Appletree couldn't make the decision in this matter, so he secretly contacted Li Qingming, who nodded in agreement. So when all the customers in the restaurant had left, Mr. Appletree led the wooden carvings to the hall of the restaurant, and the latter immediately walked eagerly to the side of the stupa, and at the same time carefully placed his work beside it, his eyes flashed with a frenzied light, and he looked at the stupa little by little with a magnifying glass, and studied it carefully.

Holding a large pot of rice, Zhang Beibei secretly looked over while picking up vegetables for himself, and whispered in Li Qingming's ear: "Boss, what is he looking at?"

"Look at the spirit. Li Qingming saw that 205 showed a confused expression, so he explained in a low voice, "Spirit is a kind of mental power that belongs to artists, similar to positive energy, but it is also connected with our aura. ”

Climbing on the chair and sitting on the side, Li Lian Lotus explained in a milky voice: "It's like the difference between a plant in nature and a plant that opens up the mind." It's very unlikely that humans want to give dead things that kind of ability, unless it's a super master. ”

"Oh. Zhang Beibei felt that he still didn't understand, but he was quickly attracted by the food on the table and stopped thinking about the problem.

The wood carving over there could have eaten with everyone, but he was busy looking at the pagoda and studying his own wood carving, so he couldn't even take care of eating. In a trance, he saw the faint fluorescence of the stupa, enveloping his whole person in it, and the relic burst out with warm power, and began to cleanse his heart, slowly digging out the story that he had hidden in the deepest part of his heart, and opening the curtain in front of his eyes.

The author has something to say: "My uncle and aunt are very good to me, you can rest assured to learn art, I will wait for you at home." The gentle man smiled crookedly, with two polished and very smooth crutches beside him, and he smiled and said, "That's your father and mother, what else can you worry about, they will take good care of me." The crutches you gave me are very useful...... I love it. ”

"Then you must wait for me to come back!" said the young man stubbornly, "I will definitely become a super master of wood carving, and when the time comes, I will carve a spiritual work for you to give to you, and nourish your legs...... You, you're going to stand up, trust me!"

"Well, I believe you. The man waved at the boy and watched him leave.

The little boy left his hometown full of enthusiasm and went to join the woodcarving master, not afraid of hardship or tiredness, studying woodcarving skills day and night, others studied eight hours a day, he studied sixteen hours, until the master felt that he had nothing to teach him anymore, let him go home.

When he said that he would become a master of wood carving, but he did not succeed, he returned home so depressed, looking at the man whose legs were gradually thinning and his muscles withered, he found that he had no reason to be depressed, and he had to work hard and continue to work hard, even if he was already crazy......

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