Jade carvers don't really have much idea in their lives, they just hope that they can carve good things and have better materials to carve for them. They don't do it for money, they just hope to carry forward their skills, and they only hope that there will be more masterpieces in the world.

They don't have any honor or no interests, just for carving, for jade, this is the life of an engraver.

"Old man, don't be in a hurry to get excited, do you see how many jade pendants and other things can be carved out of this imperial jade?" Xie Zequan looked at the old man's excited expression and couldn't help but say.

He is also for the good of the elderly, the elderly are generally not very good, if this is in a state of excitement for a long time, it will seriously affect health. So this Xie Zequan is also out of good intentions.

"Yes, old man, how can you make the best use of this imperial jade?" Yang Fan couldn't help but echo.

"It's old and rotten, I'm hypocritical." The old man sighed, and then began to observe the jade pendant, constantly touching the edges and corners with his hands.

This jade pendant can be said to have a damaged reputation in the slightest, who wants this Yang Fan to have special abilities, how can this jade pendant be damaged. Jade, a piece of beautiful jade in good condition.

"This jade pendant can carve at least dozens of jade pendants, of course, if you want to create something else, then you don't know." Old Man Zhao looked at Yang Fan and said, and then observed the jade and said: "The emperor's green wards off evil spirits, carving Pixiu and other objects have the effect of driving away evil spirits and avoiding evil." ”

"Then old man, you can help me carve, you just need to watch it." Yang Fan explained the purpose of his coming here, if it weren't for the old man to personally handle Yang Fan, he wouldn't have come here in such a hurry.

"What? You asked me to carve this imperial jade. Old Man Zhao was shocked, at first he thought that Yang Fan and the others were just to let him see, but he didn't expect Yang Fan to put this imperial jade in his hands, and suddenly the mood that calmed down became excited again.

Even Xiao Wu on the side was excited by this, but he knew that his grandfather wanted someone to let him carve jade pendants and the like all day long. The old man once carved millions worth of jade, and tens of millions of them were also carved. However, this imperial jade has never been touched, and he has seen it on TV, so how can he not be excited to let him carve it at this time.

A carver can carve an imperial jadeite jewelry in his life, that is definitely a master-level figure, that is, this carver has no regrets in his life, this is the glory of the carver.

Jade has become a beautiful object because of the carving of the carver, and the carver has no regrets because of the perfection of the jade, which is the carver and jade.

"Of course, if I don't hand it over to you Zhao Lao, then why did I come here?" Yang Fan said with a smile, but after a pause, he continued: "Of course, there is a condition in this. ”

"What conditions, don't say one, even a hundred, I will agree." Zhao Lao said nervously.

This opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how could he not be excited? He doesn't know how excited he is, this is imperial green, or the old pit glass species, if he misses it, I'm afraid he won't be able to meet it in his life.

"I just hope that Zhao Lao, I can watch from the side when you are carving, and I will come here to steal the teacher and learn the art." Yang Fan said with a smile.

Indeed, every time he watched the old man's carving, he almost could be regarded as stealing the master's art, and constantly recorded the old man's strokes in his mind, each stroke was soft and strong, and these things could be said to be deeply engraved in his mind.

"If you really want to learn it, I can't wait to know that no one has inherited my carving skills, this kid only likes jade, and he is not interested in it." The old man looked at Xiao Wu and said angrily.

Who doesn't want their children and grandchildren to inherit their skills, but everyone has their own interests, and only interest can motivate them to keep working hard, because that's the source of their continuous progress. Not everyone is as studious as Yang Fan, everyone has their own limits, and it is impossible to bear so many things at once, and Yang Fan's perversion is needless to say, I am afraid that the brain development is even more awesome than Einstein, so it can't be compared.

Zhao Lao was very excited when he learned that Yang Fan asked him to carve this piece of jade, and after a while, he moved all the tools to this courtyard and began to carve.

And Yang Fan was watching quietly, unexpectedly Xie Zequan and Xiao Wu also stayed in the courtyard together, after all, if Yang Fan didn't go out, they wouldn't have a way to go out.

The old man played with this jade for a while, and from time to time used special tools to measure on this jade and the like, this is to make the role of this jade to the limit, this is the legendary imperial jade, but it is not as good as a few dollars on the street. If this is wasted, it will be precious, I am afraid that even the thick nails are worth thousands of gold, compared to gold, I don't know how much more expensive, but not sloppy.

After a long time, Old Man Zhao finally spoke: "I can carve nine jade pendants and two Pixiu from this jade, and if there is more material, I can also make a unicorn, which also depends on the final result, and I can't guarantee the specific decay." ”

Nine jade pendants, plus two Pixiu, this is already the limit of this jade, you must know that this is the size of half a fist. Moreover, Yang Fan carved this not to sell it for money, but to keep it for his relatives. So the portions are sufficient, and being able to carve these is already a great success. If it were someone else, I am afraid it would not be finished.

"Then you start carving when you are old, you can carve as much as you can, you always have the final say." Yang Fan said with a smile.

Since you have chosen to believe in others, don't doubt others, because people are your own choice, if you doubt other people's skills, you doubt your own vision, isn't this your own slap in the mouth?

"Yes, old man, do you want to do it quickly, I'm still waiting for your jade pendant." Xie Zequan urged, and then said to Yang Fan: "Wait a minute, I have to choose the carved jade pendant first." ”

"Okay, you choose first, you choose first." Yang Fan said angrily.

The two of them didn't say anything after they were poor, and the three of them all quietly watched the old man carving, for fear that they would miss that action. Xie Zequan felt that he didn't read so much at this moment, which would simply blind his eyes.

Zhao Lao used a carving knife to lightly scratch the marks on this jade, the traces were pitiful, but they were clearly visible on this transparent jade.

Zhao Lao did not use the high-tech product laser machine, but used the housekeeping tools of these jade carvers, the specific name is Yang Fan I don't know, the old man didn't say whether he naturally asked out loud.

What jade carving needs to be delicate is to make a mistake, and if there is a slight mistake, then this jade pendant will be completely destroyed. The value of jade with flaws and jade without flaws are completely different things, and the better the water head of the jade, if there is a trace of flaws, it can also be clearly seen, which means that this valuable jade will be reduced at least several times.

When carving, the old man was like a fugue in the world, all his energy seemed to be gathered on this jade, and all kinds of tools were used by him vividly, and each tool had its specific purpose. Some are used for cutting, some are used for grinding, and some are used for carving.

Time passed little by little, but the jade was still playing with the old man's hand, and the old man's knife was as if it had not been slashed on the jade, and it did not have any substantial effect.

Xiao Wu and Xie Zequan were already impatient when they saw it, and they actually fell asleep directly on this stone, which was really their sleep.

In fact, it was not that they were willing to sleep, but when they watched the knife in the old man's hand constantly scratch on the jade, they were dizzy, and there was no way but to fall asleep. Luckily, there are rocks for them to sleep on, otherwise they would have slept on the ground and no one would have paid attention to them.

Because this Yang Fan and the old man are swimming together in the mysterious skills of jade carving, each knife seems to contain the philosophy of heaven and earth, yin and yang combine rigidity and softness and order, isn't this the essence of Taijiquan? I'm afraid that this old man Zhao himself would not have thought of this, but Yang Fan comprehended it, comprehended the commonality between this Tai Chi and carving, and comprehended the ethereal vein hidden between heaven and earth.

Yang Fan used his bullish eyes to see clearly what Old Man Zhao carved on this jade, which was a vivid jade Buddha, which was also specially explained by Yang Fan. The Buddha statue is carved with such subtle and slight warping, as if it were real. However, this is only the vein, and if it is really carved, I am afraid that people will be reluctant to put it down in their hands.

As the old man carved little by little, Yang Fan's mind was constantly remembering, and the brain with an IQ higher than Einstein was running wildly.

Watching others do it can never be as good as doing it yourself, Yang Fan then picked up a stone beside him and began to carve it. Most of the stones in this courtyard are the kind of stones that can be carved, and some have even been carved and thrown here. Presumably, this is all old man Zhao carving and playing by himself when he has nothing to do.

Yang Fan didn't look at Zhao Lao's hand again, nor did he look at his carving knife. Instead, he began to slowly carve the stone in his hand, drawing and carving on the round stone little by little. His hands were as stiff as steel, without a hint of trembling, but sometimes as soft and silky as silk.

Time passed little by little