Sang Youming was so frightened that his shoulders shrank, and when he turned his head around holding his chest, he saw Sang Ning staring at him fixedly.

"Huh?" Sang Youming was stunned for a moment, and when he saw that Sang Ning didn't mean to joke at all, he hurriedly waved his hand frantically and refused.

"No, no, no, people are professional, I'm an amateur, I can't compare, I can't compare."

Sang Ning didn't have any expectations for Sang Youming, he just wanted to see Sang Youming's carpentry level, if it was okay, he could find something serious to do.

Regardless of his objection, Sang Ning directly pushed Sang Youming to walk to Ah Gong Chen.

"Grandpa, my dad is also a carpenter, but he is not from Jiangkou Village, can he participate in your competition?"

Sang Ning felt that the people in Jiangkou Village were still relatively traditional, and he didn't know if Ah Gong Chen could agree, so he was full of smiles when he recommended Sang Youming.

"No problem, my craft is already ready to be passed on, it doesn't matter if it's a person in the village, as long as it's a capable apprentice."

Chen Ah Gong agreed very happily, and even asked Sang Youming to prepare a set of competition tools.

Sang Ning was afraid that Sang Youming would be lazy, so she stood aside to supervise him.

After sitting down completely, Sang Youming was stunned with a chisel in his left hand and a hammer in his right hand, feeling like he was forced to catch the ducks on the shelves.

After being stunned for a while, he still didn't feel anything, raised his head, and squeezed out a flattering smile towards Sang Ning:

"Baby girl, people use hammers, I can only play with a hammer when I sit here, or let's not be ashamed?"

"Huh." Sang Ning tugged at the corners of her mouth and said in disgust, "It's not the first time that your old gentleman has been embarrassed, either you play with the hammer or the hammer plays with you." ”

Sang Youming didn't follow Sang Ning's train of thought, and was stunned: "How does the hammer play with me?" ”

"Have you ever heard of a headshot?" After Sang Ning finished speaking, he paused in suspense, and then said with a cold smile,

"Either you chisel this broken wooden embryo for me today, or I will use a hammer to chisel your broken wine jar brain today, you can choose one yourself."

Sang Youming: "......"

Unexpectedly, Sang Ning's violent urging still came to him.

The people of the old Sang family, that one can't escape.

Sang Youming substituted himself into a poor long-term worker who was oppressed by the landlord, and Sang Ning into a hateful landlord who squeezed the long-term labor.

Then he sniffled, his mouth pursed, his eyes full of resentment, and began to slowly recall the feeling he had when he used to do wood carving.

After having a sense of substitution, the motivation really changed a lot, either the wooden embryo was chiseled, or his head was chiseled, Sang Youming decisively chose the former.

At first, his technique was still very rusty, and several times the chisel was knocked out of place by the hammer.

Sang Ning's eyelids jumped suddenly, and he felt that his father was very unreliable, so he didn't put it in the right position, and knocked his hand out with a hammer.

After the chisel shifted a few times, Sang Youming finally found a feeling that he could chisel a thin and uniform piece of wood on the wooden embryo.

His technique seems to be very disorganized, but the miraculous thing is that after one piece of wood is chiseled up, the wood embryo has a faint and regular shape.

Chen Acheng was swimming around to watch the craftsmanship of the contestants, and just happened to come to Sang Youming at this time.

He didn't have hope for Sang Youming, and only let him participate in the competition to give Sang Ning face.

So he did not look at him, but went to the next man.

As a result, at the moment when he raised his foot, Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of Sang Youming's technique, he was shocked, hurriedly retracted his steps, and turned his head to take a closer look.

The technique that Sang Youming is using now is exactly the same as the technique he created when he was young!

"Where did you learn this technique?" Ah Gong Chen immediately raised his hand to stop Sang Youming's movements, and asked in surprise.

Sang Youming was stunned at first, and then replied with a puzzled and natural look: "Aren't you just chiseling?" Do you need to learn anything about this? ”

His tone is like a scumbag asking how to get a full score in the exam, and the student bully floated back with a sentence that you can get a full score if you don't just study casually, and there is a similar effect.

At this time, after the dialogue is over, there must be a person between the scumbag and the top student who will be hurt by tons, and there is no doubt that it must be the scumbag who is hurt.

Seeing Ah Gong Chen clutching his chest, a little speechless for a while, Sang Ning thought that Ah Gong Chen was probably the scumbag who was injured.

Fortunately, Ah Gong's self-regulation ability is strong enough, he took a deep breath, and after making sure that he was able to communicate with others peacefully, he slowly opened his mouth and boasted:

"Your little brother is much more powerful than me, I studied the techniques for several years when I was young, and it is better for you to chisel casually."

Sang Youming didn't have a brain, he didn't hear that Ah Gong Chen was praising him, and thought that he was being rude, so his face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly tried to find a way to make up for it, and said with a dry smile:

"Huh...... It's not just a casual chisel, it may be that my brain is smarter, and I can understand what others can understand for several years. ”

After speaking, Sang Youming realized that he had said the wrong thing again, and quickly covered his mouth with the back of his hand.

The scumbag Chen Ah Gong was hit again, he originally thought that he was already talented in carpentry, but he didn't expect that there were people outside the world-

"Dad, you might as well not explain!" Sang Ning was very speechless.

Ah Gong Chen gestured to Sang Ning and invited her aside alone, pointing his fingers and not speaking, looking aggrieved as if he had suffered a loss.

Sang Ning pointed by him, and waited until Ah Gong Chen's hands felt sore and withdrew his fingers, then he asked resentfully: "Xiao Sang, you are too humble, your father's craftsmanship is obviously better than many carpenters, and you actually said that he can't do anything." ”

"You are at the level of being a master, no matter how strong he is, can he be as strong as you? My dad still has a lot of room for improvement—"

Obviously it was a compliment, but it could come out of Sang Ning's mouth, and Ah Gong Chen felt that it was very pleasant.

I had to look at her helplessly, shook my head and left.

After Ah Gong Chen left, the smile on Sang Ning's face disappeared little by little, and she pinched her chin and fell into deep thought.

The original book's description of Sang Youming is: a third-rate crappy carpenter who only likes to drink.

If it's just a third-rate crappy carpenter, will it be praised by Ah Gong Chen?

With so many contestants, Ah Gong Chen only praised Sang Youming alone.

Sang Ning walked back to Sang Youming's side, and saw that he was completely immersed in the world of chisel and chisel hammer, and felt more curious, so he couldn't help but ask:

"Dad, your carpentry skills are so good, why do you deliberately hide it?"

Clumsy?

When Sang Youming heard these two words, he stopped his movements, raised his head suddenly, and said with a very funny expression:

"Baby daughter, isn't your father and I some peerless masters who are being hunted down and killed, can we be clumsy?"