"It turned out that he wanted me to carve an object, this is from Xie Mingfeng's hand, this design has his style."

"Hey, Uncle Zhuang, do you know Boss Xie?"

"Hehe, Xiao Fang, Xie Mingfeng is your Uncle Zhuang's apprentice, he has already graduated from the school, opened a shop in the art village, and will come to the door during the New Year's holidays."

Aunt Zhuang introduced quite proudly, Jiang Dazhi was also surprised, Uncle Zhuang's apprentices had seen a few by themselves, but they had never seen Xie Mingfeng.

Fang Shi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "This is really a coincidence, zuihou still found Uncle Zhuang and your disciples." ”

Uncle Zhuang smiled: "This thing is that strange locust tree?" ”

"Yes, it's carved from the locust wood you saw that day."

"This technique is carved by the machine, less material must be your request, according to my vision, this thing has to be thrown."

Fang Shi grinned: "You are looking at it from the perspective of a work of art, I am a magic weapon, that is, a tool, not how beautiful it is, the key is to be useful." ”

"You're right, objects must have value in order to exist in the world, relatively speaking, the value of art seems to be not as affordable as tools, as long as it is valuable, it is a good thing."

Fang Shi nodded and was taught, Uncle Zhuang was talking about his own precious experience, Uncle Zhuang is old, has rich experience, and has profound cultivation and knowledge, so he can not stay in things, and point to the essence of things.

"Uncle Zhuang's golden and jade words, I must remember it."

"Xiao Fang, you have a good heart and a higher understanding, it's a pity. If I saw you sooner. I'm going to try to make you my student. ”

"Uncle Zhuang. It's not too late! Jiang Dazhi interjected with a grin.

Uncle Zhuang scolded with a smile: "Nonsense, Xiao Fang has now entered the house, where can I change my career, although I used to disdain Jianghu warlocks, but it is exactly like this, I have carefully studied this business, there are not many people who have real skills in this business, but everyone who has real skills is a great character." Let Xiao Fang learn from me as a carpenter, what does it mean! ”

Fang Shi hurriedly said: "Uncle Zhuang is polite, in fact, for me, whether it is a warlock or a carpenter, they are all pursuing their own ideals, if I have already determined my goal, I will definitely follow Uncle Zhuang to become a carpenter!" ”

"Haha" Uncle Zhuang smiled happily, Fang Shi deliberately continued to use the word 'carpenter' to make Uncle Zhuang happy, Uncle Zhuang himself never thought of himself as a sculptor or artist, but always thought of himself as a carpenter. A man who is constantly striving for the carpenter's path.

Fang Shi's pursuit of ideals made Uncle Zhuang feel very relieved, and Fang Shi was talking about himself. is also talking about Uncle Zhuang, in a sense, the two of them can be regarded as confidants

The matter with Xu Yi is over for the time being, and I don't know if Xu Yi will abide by the agreement, but it doesn't matter, because Fang Shi doesn't care at all.

The matter is over, Fang Shi doesn't want to stay in Cheng Guohui's supermarket, and now the supermarket is actively preparing for the relocation. Cheng Guoyuan is also looking for a store to open, and it is said that this store will be rented by Cheng Guohui and given to Cheng Guoyuan as a reward for this time.

Fang Shi is also looking for a suitable place to move, Yang Xuanyi suggested that he move to Fuxin Village, although it is an old residential area, the house is a little old, but the rent is more appropriate, and more importantly, it is not far from Caifu Road, Yang Xuanyi just wants to find someone who can accompany him to drink morning tea and chat every day.

Fang Shi was also a little moved, someone helped him solve the long-term breakfast and meal ticket, Fang Shi was still very welcome, and the rent here was indeed as Yang Xuanyi said, the small single room that was split was seven hundred and one month, and if he was willing to pay one thousand two, there would be a small single room with one bedroom and one living room.

On Saturday morning, Jiang Dazhi drove with Fang Shi to see the houses in Fuxin Village, followed the enthusiastic intermediary to run three rooms, climbed the stairs and climbed Jiang Dazhi to death, sweat flowed on his fat face, and he looked very embarrassed. Fang Shi finally determined a one-bedroom single room, one thousand and three months, Fang Shi because he wanted to try to make a talisman or something, so he needed a relatively private space, and it was definitely inconvenient to split the room with someone.

I paid a two-month deposit, a month's rent, and a month's rent intermediary fee, half a thousand yuan is gone, and the reserve money saved in a few months is cleared.

Looking at Fang Shi's wandering appearance, Jiang Dazhi smiled gloatingly, Jiang Dazhi is actually not worried about his brother's earning ability at all now, the current poverty is just a state of life for Fang Shi, not to mention, Jiang Dazhi will never let his brother be embarrassed for money.

"I heard that a man's waist is made of gold coins, this is true, your waist is broken, and your back is hunched!"

"Your baby's skin is itchy, isn't it?"

"Hey, hey,

"Get out!"

"Don't mind, we still have an appointment today, and I'll help you move tomorrow, in addition, Uncle Cheng said that he can't pay off the money he owes you, but the little meaning still has to be there, I didn't say much, just let Uncle Cheng give you an extra month's salary, so that you can also make up for your injured heart a little, oh no, it should be an injured pocket!"

Fang Shi thought about it, this is nothing, it is considered to be the right meaning, Cheng Guohui is very suitable to do this, so he nodded and agreed.

Jiang Dazhi smiled happily and slapped Fang Shi on the shoulder: "Let's go, Uncle Zhuang and Aunt Zhuang are still waiting for us to go over for dinner." ”

"Good!" Fang Shi folded the contract, and the key was carefully wrapped in the contract, and the house had to be locked again

Aunt Zhuang is busy cooking, Aunt Zhuang feels that she is in the prime of life, and only hired a part-time worker from the management office to be responsible for cleaning, as for other housework such as buying vegetables and cooking, Aunt Zhuang never pretends to others, in Aunt Zhuang's own words, that is, people have to move slowly, and people will be ruined if they don't move slowly, so Uncle Zhuang plants flowers in his spare time, and Aunt Zhuang grows vegetables.

Aunt Zhuang brought tea to Fang Shi and Jiang Dazhi and went to the kitchen to get busy, Xiao Mingming dragged Jiang Dazhi to look at Fang Shi in the eyes, but unfortunately, his cute Dafa was invalid for Fang Shi, otherwise this guy would definitely be entangled in the upper stone, because he felt that Fang Shi was too mysterious and powerful, and he was simply a legendary strange person.

After a cup of tea, Uncle Zhuang warmly invited Fang Shi to visit his studio, Fang Shi happily agreed, Jiang Dazhi was even more exaggerated, his face was excited, and he seemed to be a little flattered.

Seeing Fang Shi's strange expression, Jiang Dazhi said angrily: "Let me tell you, I have never entered Uncle Zhuang's studio, this time I still stained your light, do you think Uncle Zhuang's studio is so easy to enter?" Hum! ”

Uncle Zhuang slapped Jiang Dazhi on the back of the head with a smile and said, "When did my studio become the Longtan Tiger's Den, and I didn't let you in because you were not interested in those woods at all, and it was a waste of expression to take you in." ”

Jiang Dazhi exclaimed with a bitter face: "Uncle Zhuang, I still have a basic aesthetic vision, even if I go to see a lively and eye-opening business, it's not bad!" ”

"I'm just afraid that you'll go out with half a bucket of water and talk nonsense, and your face will be lost by you by then, don't tell me your mouth is very solid!"

Jiang Dazhi moved his lips, and found that he was speechless, and Fang Shi gloated.

"Uncle Zhuang, I admit that I don't understand art, but this guy is like me, and the artistic cells on his body can be counted with a slap.

"Really? Xiao Fang has a unique heart, can see the essence of things, this is the most essential aesthetic, I just want him to see my works. ”

"Cut, eccentric!"

Laughing, Lao Zhuang took Fang Shi and Jiang Dazhi to the second floor, there are only two doors on the second floor, one door on the left and one on the left, Uncle Zhuang pointed to a door on the right and said: "This is the place where my disciples are, there are some things they make in it, you can also take a look when you have time, let's come here first, this is my studio." ”

The door opened, and a fragrance of wood mixed with the smell of paint came to his face, Uncle Zhuang took a deep breath of enjoyment, Fang Shi also felt that this smell was very good, since he had the magic weapon Si Chen, he liked the smell of wood and tung oil very much.

"Please come in and take a look."

Fang Shi was not polite, and Jiang Dazhi and the two walked in quickly, and after glancing at them, the two of them each headed towards the goal they were interested in.

This studio is not big, seventy or eighty square, there are several wooden shelves in it, there are all kinds of wood carvings on it, different colors and shapes, large and small, there are also large wood carvings on the floor, the coffee table wooden bench is also a wood carving artwork, and even the workbench is also carved out of the whole carving, and I am surprised to see the square stone.

Fangshi feints in these exquisite carvings, feeling the beauty and simplicity of each object, Fangshi does not understand art, it is impossible for you to let him say so, he just simply feels the feeling that each object brings him, this tiger is full of majesty when he goes down the mountain, this stone on the orchid is lonely and clear, the eight immortals over there are floating out of the dust, and the panda here hugs the bamboo and is lovely

Zuihou, the footsteps of the ashlar stone stopped in front of a wooden stake, which seemed to be undecorated, as if it had not been processed, and there were even traces of small animals gnawing, traces of fire, and traces of the addition of knives and axes, which looked thick and vicissitudes, as if a book full of stories.

"Stone, this hasn't been processed yet, has it? Your aesthetic is very questionable. ”

Fang Shi shook his head and said, "This stake is very interesting, do you think it really hasn't been processed?" ”

"Has it been processed? I don't see it, it's a little tricky, have you found something? Could it be that there is something in this wood? ”

"Hehe, there must be something, otherwise how could it be placed here? Uncle Zhuang, huh? ”

Uncle Zhuang smiled and nodded, then looked at Jiang Dazhi and shook his head: "You are a rotten wood!" (To be continued......)