"Is it hard? I draw what I know in my head, and they do what I say, and together we can do a great work. As for what you said about the lack of skilled craftsmen in the Ye Kingdom, this is all in the past, and it will not be in the future."

There was a big disbelief in Gan Xin's eyes: "Can you teach them?"

"Why can't you teach?" Zheng Quqi felt ridiculous.

It's the same as being a senior technician, and the level of experience has been accumulated there, how can anyone not understand the design drawings?

She didn't quite understand what he wanted to ask, but soon she thought of the things he had made for the bandits, and Zheng Quqi's mind flashed, and she suddenly seemed to understand.

He guess he's the kind of special student.

There are so many people in each class, they learn the same knowledge as others, and they are very serious, but when the final assessment results are made, they are a mess.

I think he has mixed into the Mo family of the "advanced class", and he can still learn this level of carpentry, so it is estimated that he is the kind of partial student who can't learn a certain subject no matter how he studies.

When Zheng Quqi understood what he was thinking, it meant that she had completely grasped his weakness.

"Can you teach anyone?" Gan Xin's eyes flashed with some unwillingness and doubt.

Zheng Quqi immediately changed her demeanor, her eyes were far-reaching and inclusive, and her tone was full of the talent and virtue of a teacher of a hundred ages: "In this world, there are only masters who can't teach, and there are no apprentices who can't teach.

Her words made Gan Xin's confusion and self-doubt for many years suddenly opened, that is, popular speech, and he realized.

That's right, he can't learn it, it's not his fault, it's the people who taught him who can't teach it at all.

Thousands of people, thousands of differences, can everyone teach the same?

There are smart people in this world who can memorize articles after reading them once, and there are mediocre people who can't memorize them after reading them several times or dozens of times.

Although Gan Xin didn't want to admit it, he actually knew that he was that kind of "mediocre talent".

He has consulted many people, and even worshiped the Mo family in order to learn advanced crafts, he believes that diligence can make up for clumsiness, and he will eventually be able to learn something.

However, after such a long time, what the Mo family taught him, he has always only learned a scratch of the surface, and the same thing, he is always inferior to others.

No matter how resolute and enthusiastic the mentality is, under this long-term blow, it is inevitable to doubt and waver about yourself.

He asked, "Can you teach the clumsy handicraft?"

"How can your own students be called stupid? No matter what kind of student he is, as long as he is willing to learn, can study seriously, and can listen carefully to my teachings, I can let him return home."

Zheng Quqi said righteously that she was completely possessed by a virtuous teacher at this time, and she maintained one of her unwarranted "students" to the extreme, and did not allow others to insult her.

Lan Yue, Wu Liang and the others all lowered their heads silently when they saw their wife's excellent singing and songwriting performance, trying to control the gradually deformed expressions on their faces.

Although Gan Xin had never doubted Zheng Quqi's nonsense before, it was obvious that this time he didn't believe her so easily.

The more you care about something, the more cautious you will be.

"You're a big talker, but you're only a teenager, how many people have you taught? How many people have you achieved? Even if you learn to work in your mother's womb, you can't compare to those old craftsmen who have been refining for decades!"

Zheng Quqi immediately disagreed, and when she competed with her, she definitely immediately raised her hand and surrendered, but if she broke the reason with her, then she was embarrassed, she was the king of mouth cannons.

"A person's ability and achievements should not be measured simply by age, such as you, you are old enough, but your carpentry is not good, and none of the craftsmen in Ye Country have been able to break the shackles of the dilemma for decades and show their true craftsmanship level to the Seven Kingdoms, but now you see, is the situation different

？ Although I am young, but Gan Xin, you have to believe that there is a kind of person in this world, who can't look at cognition in a normal way, what do you think?"

Gan Xin was stunned.

What did he think?

He thought she was in a good position and there was nothing wrong with her.

He was completely moved by what she said, but he still wanted to die and struggle a few times at the end.

Zheng Quqi saw his mentality, so he hurriedly added another fire: "Don't you believe it, yes, there is no basis for what you say, then let's have some practical ones, do you think I can't teach it, then it's better for you to try it yourself, if you are my student, which skill do you want to learn the most?"

Hearing her say this, Gan Xin really became energetic, he thought for a while, and said, "Carving."

"Oh, is that it?"

Zheng Quqi took out the work she usually carved out of her leisure from her waist, an ivory wood carved set of balls.

This ivory wood carved ball, which is only three inches, is not very unusual at first glance, not as dazzling as gold and silver, but under closer inspection, it is exquisite and exquisite, and it contains a lot of goodness, so you can understand its uniqueness.

It is a multi-layer set of balls, a total of four layers, the outer layer is ivory, embossed with flowers and trees and pavilions, the inside is carved with fragrant wood carved multi-layer, the ball is set of balls, the thickness is uniform, each layer can be rotated, and each layer of carving has many small star-shaped and dot-like hollows.

If you put it under the light, you can reflect thousands of stars projected on the wall and the ground, and if you put it under the sun, it will refract the starry spots, which is a wonderful novelty.

When worn, it can not only decorate and incense, but also repel insects and mosquitoes in the wild.

Although Gan Xin is not good at handwork, but after so many years of learning, he is well-informed and knowledgeable, and he only needs to look carefully to understand the exquisiteness of her ivory wood carving set of balls.

What an amazing skill this is, he really wants to learn!

"Can I learn this?" He asked, overjoyed.

However, Zheng Quqi directly beat him to death: "You can't do it."

The light on Gan Xin's face dimmed suddenly, and he glared at her angrily.

No, you still show off your strength!

Zheng Quqi took out another piece of candy to explain: "Carving this kind of stable state of mind that requires excellent qualitative and subtle to the smallest hair, I have observed your way of exerting force, rough and casual, domineering and abnormal, coupled with your natural impetuous and eager temperament, you are not suitable for this kind of delicate and meticulous craftsmanship."

Her words hit Gan Xin's weakness, he did often can't calm down, and the control of the strength in his hands is gradually out of control with the passage of time, he has tried to adjust himself, but no, sitting for a long time, thinking for a long time, focusing for a long time, he will be like a caterpillar crawling on his body, scratching his heart and lungs.

Any idea why someone would be so convinced of fortune tellers?

Because no one disagrees with the other party's sentence and goes straight to your heart, telling your actual situation, and even more so, you are in a hurry to go to the doctor, and you can only take metaphysical remedies.

At this time, Gan Xin was the one who really had no choice but to turn to "home remedies" to save him.

"You mean, no matter how much I learn, I still can't do it?"

"Naturally not, Gan Xin, let me ask you, have you ever seen the Zhitian Bainan Sacrifice Tower standing in the vast desert of Hongsheng Kingdom? Have you ever seen the Dinghai Giant Buddha in Qiuzi Country that has been visited by countless people? Have you ever seen the long corridor of tree vines and mountain carvings that cross the cliffs of Qiwu Mountain in the Southern Chen Kingdom?"

As she described it, he couldn't help but think of such scenes in his mind, which happened to be the miracles he had visited and seen.

He nodded heavily, "Yes!"

"Do you want to learn this magnificent craft?" Zheng Quqi asked him arrogantly.

Gan Xin lost his voice: "What?!"

He had no idea that her small carving could teach him, but she could teach him such a superb skill.

Zheng Quqi sincerely sighed, "Gan Xin, do you know how lucky you are? You have excellent muscles and bones, and you have learned a superb martial arts at a young age, which can not only protect your body, but also assist you in the future

You become a master craftsman, you can easily challenge difficult projects that others are not capable of, and your works will be immortalized like theirs, and will be admired by future generations."

No one has ever said that the martial arts he has learned are not a sharp weapon used to kill people, but to help him become a generation of famous craftsmen.

The people of the Mo family felt that he was not suitable to be a carpenter at all, he was born with a knife, a knife to kill.

But now he was told by oath that he was a sword, but a sword that could work miracles, not for blood and sin, but for immortality.

At this moment, Gan Xin is like a person who has been in a drought for a long time, he seems to have been recognized and affirmed by others, his heart is surging, he stares at Zheng Quqi with blazing eyes, and his expression looks fierce because he is too hard: "I really, really?"

The hope in his eyes was so obvious.

Lan Yue, Wu Liang and the other four people who wiped out the group looked at it, the corners of their mouths twitched, and when it was over, Mrs. fooled one person again.

But he was not to blame, because even those of them who listened to Madame's words one after another felt that they could not bear the beautiful future she depicted.

"If you still don't believe me, well, let's try it now."

Zheng Quqi secretly gave Lan Yue a look, asking them not to join in the fun, and hurriedly went to settle the injured Xuanjia Army and others, while she attracted Gan Xin to the statue of the woman.

At this time, Zheng Quqi was not completely treating Gan Xin with a foolish and coaxing mentality, she really felt that he had the potential to exist in this area, and more importantly, she took a fancy to his person, she wanted to dig him up from the Mo family, turn the gun and help her deal with the Mo family.

"Let's see, what's wrong with this statue?"

She pointed to the statue of a "good woman."

The statue depicts the appearance of a rural woman, with her hair combed back up, ordinary facial features, narrow shoulders and thin waist, wearing a simple dress, hiding her face with one hand, and holding an empty hanging basket.

At the beginning, such a character was designed to promote that the widow was in charge of the family and had a hard time, so it was better not to look for other branches and to comfort the woman.

On the whole, the statue has all the head, body, face, and limbs, but on closer inspection, none of them are worth appreciating.

In Zheng Quqi's opinion, this statue is just a sample, and it has not been carved in detail at all.

"It's chiseled, with simple lines and blurred features, just a half-finished product." Gan Xin is right.

Zheng Quqi nodded in agreement, and she said, "Come, now it's up to you to finish it."

When Gan Xin heard this, he immediately frowned, and he clenched his fists: "Me? No, if I go down with a knife, I'm afraid it will be destroyed."

"Who said that? I'll teach, you listen, and then try to do it."

Gan Xin didn't believe that she could teach him so easily, thinking that in the past ten years in the Mo family, even the most powerful craftsmen came to teach him, but they only taught him knowledge, no matter how much he practiced, his hands were like that.

They all said that he had too poor understanding in the craft industry, and his handicraft was even less spiritual.

Obviously he didn't believe it in his heart, but his mouth blurted out as if he had his own thoughts: "Then give it a try."

"Okay, you wait for me for a while."

Zheng Quqi doesn't have to measure the size, because her eyes are rulers as long as she wants to. She first copied the statue of the woman as a whole, with her physical features, body posture and expression, her eyes like a 3D scanner to reproduce the data of its entire body in her mind, and then gradually peeled off and refined the details.

Then she stepped on the stone platform, took out a charcoal pen, and began to depict the fixed point on the statue of the woman, carving the ears, the bridge of the nose, and the mouth...... Until the overall proportion is set correctly, all the positions that need to be changed and refined are punctuated......

"Grab your knife and let's get started."

Zheng Quqi jumped off the pedestal.

Gan Xin gritted his teeth and stepped forward, his eyes full of seriousness and nervousness.

His sword technique is to open wide and widen the air, but now he wants to turn it into a force that condenses a thick and thin hair, can he really do it?

"Don't worry, if you listen to my command and inject your heart, there will be no problem." Zheng Quqi gave him support behind his back.

Gan Xin took a deep breath, he felt that if he hesitated any longer, he would be too ungentlemanly.

"Come on."

"First of all, the facial contour, point one, the middle of the knife, the lower four parts, the oblique downward cross-cut three inches, clean and neat." Zheng Quqi's voice arrived as scheduled.

Gan Xin comprehended her words, he had experience in chiseling, but his failure was too varied and unbearable, but this time with such detailed guidance from "Zheng Qing", he started cleanly and accurately controlled.

"The eyebrow is flat and the point is two, the front and middle of the knife, the next point of strength, the flat cut, the short, and the tail tip force is two points."

"Eyelid point three, knife tip, force three points, short, heavy, across the fixed line position, pay attention to slow down the force."

"Hair from light to heavy, dot to line, ......"

Zheng Quchi's language did not have any pause or hesitation, she taught, he did, and the tacit understanding between the two was like a brain and a hand, as soon as the brain gave an order, the hand acted decisively.

Later, Gan Xin's movements on the knife became smoother and more fluent, and for the first time in his life, he felt that he was not as dull and clumsy as others had judged him to be in terms of craftsmanship.

The Xuanjia army present looked at this scene intently, other people's stone carvings, which were carried out little by little with chisels and hammers, but Gan Xin was playing tricks, sweeping, splitting, dialing, cutting, sweeping, nai, chopping, sudden, breaking the edge of the eight knife method to achieve extraordinary stone carving technology.

And the way their general's wife taught was even more unique and unprecedented.