The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 785
"There is a Tu tribe in Langshan, Qi State."

Mr. Xiang's voice was very slow and deep, exactly the same as Xiang Yanrui's speech.

"I don't know why the people of the Tu ethnic group are not very handy, especially the men of the Tu ethnic group. Most of the skilled craftsmen in Qi are from the Tu ethnic group."

The Tu people believe in gods very much, and they all offer sacrifices to the Jade Emperor, Beidou, River God and ghosts. Therefore, there are many sacrificial paintings and carvings left over from ancient times in their villages.

By chance, Mr. Xiang saw these paintings and sculptures, and he was very surprised.

The reason why the Xiang family's woodworking is famous is, firstly, because of their skill, and secondly, because of their carving skills.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Young Master Xiang told his old father at home and took the money to go to Qi State.

This time, Mr. Xiang was shocked.

The Tu people all live in villages, which are surrounded by mountains and rivers. The houses are all made of wood. The houses that are more than a century old are very strong and cannot be blown down by wind or damaged by rain.

The oldest house can even last for three to four hundred years without falling down. How is this done?
Mr. Xiang suddenly became interested, spent money to rent a wooden house in the village, prepared pots and pans, and lived there down to earth.

During the day, he wandered around each village studying this and that. At night, he worked hard. It didn't take long for him to become familiar with the people there.

One evening a year later, the village suddenly became lively.

When I asked, it turned out that someone was returning home in fine clothes.

The man who returned home in fine clothes was named An, and his name was Ran. He was the most skilled craftsman in the Qi royal family. This man had not been home for three years, and he came back this time to offer sacrifices.

As soon as Mr. Xiang heard that he was the most skilled craftsman in the Qi royal family, he thought that he would meet him for a while anyway.

Before the meeting, it is natural to inquire in detail.

After asking around, I found out that An Ran was really a character.

He has been smart since he was a child and has good hands. He was selected by the Qi royal family at the age of 16 and became the number one craftsman before he was 30 years old.

Before Mr. Xiang could figure out how to approach this person, he came.

It turned out that Craftsman An Qiao heard that a Chinese craftsman came to the village, and he also wanted to make friends.

This meeting was a perfect match, and it felt a bit like heroes meeting each other too late.

An Ran taught some of his unique skills to Master Xiang; Master Xiang also taught An Ran many of his skills one by one.

An Ran returned to his hometown for five days, four of which were spent hanging out with Mr. Xiang.

Five days later, the two said goodbye.

Mr. Xiang stayed in the village for another three months and then returned home.

"Qi Imperial Palace regards the lotus as the national flower. There are many ways to carve the lotus. An Ran's carving method is the simplest. With just a few strokes, you can carve out the beauty of the lotus."

Mr. Xiang: "I asked him one more question at that time, why did he use such a simple carving method? He said that their king liked simplicity, so he made it simpler.

After I heard this sentence, I felt slightly uncomfortable, but I couldn't tell where I felt uncomfortable. It wasn't until I returned to China that I realized where I felt uncomfortable at that time. "

Yan Sanhe: "He is too opportunistic."

The way Mr. Xiang looked at Yan Sanhe suddenly became different.

It took him a long time to realize the truth, but this girl blurted it out. She really has a delicate heart with seven orifices.

"Miss Yan is right. The so-called craftsman does not just do what the master likes, but he has to design the complexity and simplicity of the piece of wood according to its use and the environment."

Mr. Xiang: "Like the lotus seat in the temple, you can't save even a single penny."

Yan Sanhe: "What happened next?"

"After I came back, I was busy starting a family and starting a business, and I was busy working in the Ministry of Industry. I forgot about these things in Qi State."

Mr. Xiang changed the topic, "Seven or eight years later, I suddenly heard that An Ran was wanted by Qi State."

This turn happened so fast that Yan Sanhe was shocked.

"For what reason?"

"I'm not sure about the details. I just know that he imitated a big shot's waistband, and then sold the waistband to a businessman. The businessman used the waistband to cheat." These words were like a drop of water falling from a hot oil pan. It exploded.

Pei Xiao was impatient, "So he can lie?"

Mr. Xiang: "Don't be impatient, Mr. Pei. Listen to me and speak slowly."

Pei Xiaoxin said, "Can I not be anxious? You speak so slowly, word by word, I am almost anxious to death."

"Master Xiang, please speak quickly."

"After I heard about this, I felt sorry for An Ran beyond words. Although this man is a little eager for quick success, he is really a pair of skillful hands that is rare to see in a hundred years."

When Mr. Xiang said this, his expression changed slightly, "I didn't expect that not long after, I actually saw him in Sijiu City."

"This man is coming to Sijiu City!"

After Pei Xiao blurted out, he quickly covered his mouth for fear that Mr. Xiang would tell him something, and kept looking at Yan Sanhe.

Yan Sanhe knew what he was going to say: something seemed to be getting closer and closer.

"I was very surprised when I saw him."

Mr. Xiang: "This man seems to be a completely different person than when he was in the village. Not only is his high-spiritedness gone, but his appearance has also changed."

Yan Sanhe: "Looking comes from the heart, and it seems to be getting worse."

Mr. Xiang nodded: "Originally, he looked quite upright. When I saw him that time, his face looked a bit feminine and mean, and he looked timid with his chest in his mouth."

Yan Sanhe: "Has he seen you?"

Mr. Xiang: "When he saw me, he looked very unnatural. Without a few words, he said he had something to do and left in a hurry."

"It's human nature."

Yan Sanhe smiled lightly.

"Back in the village, you were still a young man studying art, but An Ran was already the number one famous craftsman in the country.

Becoming famous at a young age, wearing bright clothes and angry horses, just thinking about it makes me feel like a winner in life.

Who would have thought that in ten years' time, the winner in life would be so depressed that he would leave his hometown, but the stupid young man back then would be walking steadily step by step. Anyone else would feel shameless. "

With these words, he calmly flattered Mr. Xiang. Xie Zhifei looked at Yan Sanhe with a huge amount of fondness in his eyes.

This girl was actually very good at coaxing people when she was little.

Sure enough, after listening to Yan Sanhe's words, Mr. Xiang looked very comfortable.

"I haven't seen him since that time, and I gradually forgot about him. About five or six years later, I met him again at the corner of the second floor of Zuijingxiang. to him."

Yan Sanhe: "Drunk in Beijing and Hunan?"

Xie Zhifei hurriedly said: "It's the Chunfeng Tower we went to. Later it changed owners and the name was changed."

Mr. Xiang: "It's obvious from his appearance that he is well-off. I asked him where he got his high salary, and he told me with a proud look on his face. Craftsmen will starve to death in the lean years. If you don't leave your master here, you will have your own place to stay."

When Mr. Xiang saw his smug look, he suddenly felt that he had been blind before.

Different road non-phase plan.

Mr. Xiang cupped his fists and passed him by.

During the dinner, Mr. Xiang drank too much and went to the toilet. When he passed the door of a private room, he heard a familiar voice.

At that time, there was a crack in the door of the private room, which was not closed tightly. He looked through the crack and was shocked.

"Miss Yan."

Mr. Xiang: "Guess who is sitting next to An Ran?"

(End of this chapter)