Liu Wanfu wiped the beads of sweat beside him, the meaning of this Wanyu River is already obvious, the things there are worthless, but the little master still insists on going his own way, and 10,000 yuan can still be heard!

Wan Yuhe shook his head and looked at him with pity, this young man felt quite unusual when he first estimated the price of fir wood, but now? What is there to follow Liu Wanfu? Looking back, I have to find an opportunity to persuade this old comrade-in-arms, but now that someone is on the pole to send money, there is no reason not to accept it.

The next moment, Wan Yuhe grabbed the bottom edge of the box with both hands, didn't even bother to sell it, and quickly lifted it up, revealing the irregularly shaped wooden block below.

The entire shop was filled with mocking laughter.

"This piece of wood is very 6, it can be called a sacred wood, and there are rotten debris like fish scales all around."

"The surface is full of cracks, and it still exudes a faint smell, fished out of the toilet pit, right? Boss Wan, you don't wash it clean. ”

"I've been touching that piece of wood for a long time, and when I touch it, I know it's worthless, but fortunately I don't have a head to choose."

Between the ups and downs, the middle-aged glasses have been relieved in the sadness of tooth loss, because of the loss of teeth, the incomparable grudge made him say that sentence Zhao Fan, at this moment, seeing the wood that the young man gambled, he smiled and said: "Yo, you will eat a year more salt than you when you are one year old, and I have already reminded you, and now I spent 10,000 yuan to get a piece of rotten wood, I am afraid that the bricks will be moved in half a year." ”

Zhao Fan ignored everyone's ridicule, before he did it, he still had the heart to use the "method of missing teeth" to rectify the middle-aged in glasses, and now that he is the emperor of wood, he is in a good mood, so he is too lazy to care about the ridicule of the other party, he bent down and picked up this piece of rotten wood like a treasure, as if he was looking at a fairy who descended to earth, his eyes were full of love.

Wan Yuhe was stunned, this young man wants to save face to this extent, isn't he deceiving himself?

However, there was a person in the shop staring at the wood in Zhao Fan's hand with a solemn expression, it was the craftsman master Dongfang Zhan, who muttered to himself: "The exterior is slightly rotten, the smell is light and smelly, the color is black, the chips are as smooth as scales, and the cracks are like scratching ...... Could this ...... This is!? ”

Immediately, he shook his head and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Impossible, how can there really be such a strange wood in the world?" This must be a coincidence. ”

"Coincidence? Master of the East, what coincidence do you say? Wan Yuhe turned his head and asked suspiciously.

Dongfang Zhan shook his head slightly, "It's okay, I should be dizzy with old eyes." ”

What Zhao Fan has in his hands is indeed a bit like that kind of strange wood. However, even if it is a master craftsman, he has not really seen it, and he has only seen two inconspicuous related records in the Luban book, which is more like a rotten broken poplar.

Then, Zhao Fan took out the money he was carrying, took a taxi when he came to Dingjia Road, and handed it all to Wan Yuhe and said: "This is nine thousand nine, and the one hundred that is missing will be made up by Lao Liu." ”

"Alas, no need, Wanfu received it, and the right should be discounted." Wan Yuhe is now thinking, isn't this the old comrade-in-arms who took the initiative to pit the other party to gamble? It's worthy of Liu Da flickering, wonderful, it's so wonderful!

Zhao Fan saw that the former was distracted, and his voice became heavier, "Boss Wan, borrow a knife." ”

"Knives!" Wan Yuhe vigilantly pulled Wan Ke and said, "You...... What do you want to do? Can't afford to play and want to play tricky? ”

“……”

Zhao Fan was speechless, the imagination of people in these years is too rich, he explained: "I want to process this piece of wood and then carve it. ”

"What? You are going to carve the God of Wealth out of rotten wood! Wan Yuhe was stunned.

Everyone looked at this young man like a fool, afraid that he had lost his mind, and he was trying to carve the God of Wealth with this rotten wood? Under the anger of the God of Wealth, it is strange that you will not be poor in the Nine Clans!

Dongfang Zhan's heart moved, if it is really such a strange wood, it is said that the God of Wealth is carved, even if the carving is too high and Sanqing is enough to qualify, it is more than enough, but is it possible? The answer in his mind was one word, no.

Wan Yuhe said in his heart: "Okay, if you don't hit the south wall in this future life, you won't look back, since you don't have the intention of harming people, and you sent another 10,000, it's up to him to come." Then, he went into the inner room and took a carving knife for a few yuan a piece on the market, handed it to Zhao Fan and said, "I'm not a wood carving shop, I have this, let's deal with it first." ”

"Thank you."

Zhao Fan didn't pay much attention to this, woodcarving is a handiwork, and the vast majority of carvers need a good carved wooden knife to help, but they pursue too much "form" rather than "god", but with his attainments in the "Public Loss Book", any knife can be carved vividly. Because a carver who understands the essence of carving, the carved things will never pursue the image of the nuance, but will definitely have a unique charm through the control of details, so people will feel that everything carved is like a vivid appearance.

Taking the carving knife, Zhao Fan held up the rotten wood with his left hand, pinched the blade with the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and then his wrist flew up and down, and the black sawdust like fish scales continued to fall to the ground.

As time passed, the rotten wood had shrunk to the size of a palm, and there was already a pile of scales on the ground.

At this time, Liu Wanfu rubbed his eyes and exclaimed, "Why did the color start to turn purple there?!" ”

As soon as he said this, everyone noticed that the surface of the rotten wood showed a rich purple color, and they closed their mouths one after another, and the shop was silent for a while.

"Could this be true, it's really ......" Dongfang Zhan's voice sounded suddenly, clearly drilling into everyone's ears, he stood up straight suddenly, his old face was shocked, but his throat twitched like a convulsion, and he couldn't speak with excitement.

"Master of the East, what happened? If it's not rotten wood and purple hair, don't scare me. After Wan Yuhe asked suspiciously, he reacted and said, "No, why does a piece of black rotten wood turn purple when you cut it off?" ”

"Huh~~~" Zhao Fan's movements finally stopped, and he blew lightly on the thing in his palm, and the remaining sawdust flew around, and the original rotten wood no longer had a little black scales on its whole body at this time, and the claw marks were even more empty, all of which were smooth and purple like ice mirrors......

If you look closely, there are many hair-like ice lines in it.

Not only that, but the wood also has a subtle and unique fragrance, covering the rancid smell that was previously left in the air.

Wan Yuhe's first reaction was beautiful, and then he was stunned, what kind of wood is this? He didn't even say he had seen it, he hadn't even heard of it!

"There is such a raw material in the world, which is elegant and domineering!"

"I'm afraid that the gloomy material of the golden silk nanmu will be overshadowed by it......"

"This little brother is so knowledgeable, I don't know if this piece of wood will be sold? I'll trade the sea view villa with you! ”

"Who knows what kind of wood this is?"

There was envy and curiosity in everyone's eyes.

And the middle-aged man with glasses is like putting on an iron underwear, tightly closed, and his face covered with acne marks is as hot and painful as if he has been whipped by a steel whip......

"I probably know!"

At this time, Dongfang Zhan's face was solemn, and he slowly walked towards Zhao Fan like a pilgrimage, and stopped when he was still twenty centimeters away from the purple wood, and he asked word by word: "Xiaoyou, is this the purple ice silk sandalwood?" ”

"Oh?" Zhao Fan looked at the old man with some surprise, then nodded and said: "Yes, this wood is derived from the variant of the red sandalwood with a small leaf of Grimace, with scales on the outside, claw marks all over the place, and a rancid taste, which is intended to protect the heart of the tree from attracting the attention of animals." I can't imagine that there are still people in Jiangbei who can know it, which is really rare. ”

Purple Ice Silk Sandalwood!

As soon as everyone heard it, they knew that it was not a mortal thing, and I am afraid that only such a name could be worthy of this piece of wood!

Liu Wanfu's eyes swept to Wan Yuhe triumphantly, and said in his heart: With the little master, you have a long face, and it is the first time to be so beautiful in front of Wan Lao!

"I don't know, can you allow me to pet it?" Oriental Exhibition longs for the first time in a bikini after 20 years on a desert island.

"Brother Zhao, this is a national treasure-level craftsman grandmaster, an old-timer of Dongfang Zhan." Wan Yuhe was afraid that Zhao Fan would refuse, so he hurriedly introduced it, the facts were in front of him, the other party was by no means an eye, but everyone present had no eyes and no knowledge of strange trees, especially him, God arranged to give him a rare treasure, but it was treated as rotten wood, and he passed by with it, and he was heartbroken when he thought about it, and Zhao Fan picked up a big leak for only 10,000 yuan.

If it weren't for the public, he would have impulsively and violently snatched back this strange wood, even if it was passed out and smashed the signboard!

After knowing the origin of the Oriental Exhibition, everyone looked at the old man's eyes full of respect. However, Zhao Fan's lips and teeth faintly floated out three unexpected words: "I, refuse." ”