God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 264 Where Do I Sleep?

Xu Jingxing really didn't exaggerate. "Dream of Red Mansions", as one of the four great masterpieces, is not enough to be described by praise words such as broad and profound, comprehensive, ingenious, and profound.

Among other things, the ancient architecture, clothing, decoration, makeup, food, language, economy, social structure, and sophistication involved in it can make people study for a lifetime, let alone the most commendable literary content.

There are countless original poems in a "Dream of Red Mansions", most of which can be called classics.Moreover, those poems are not made up randomly, but are made according to the image, personality, and life experience of each character, which is much more difficult than giving nicknames to the characters.

If An Xin can really copy "Dream of Red Mansions" stroke by stroke, not to mention other gains, just the understanding of "Dream of Red Mansions" itself will benefit her a lot. Knowing it well, it will be more profound and intuitive when portraying the relevant characters.

If the characters in "Dream of Red Mansions" are portrayed based on the images of the characters that have been consulted temporarily, not only the image may be biased, but it may even become a farce. For example, the new version of "Dream of Red Mansions" is like this. Comparing the lines and other aspects, we can know that whether the screenwriter or the director of the new version, the understanding of "Red Mansion" is obviously superficial, and even the superficiality is wrong.

This is true for filming TV dramas, and the same is true for sculpture.

Xu Jingxing was able to do it easily in the field of sculpture, but he only relied on his proficient carving skills?Wrong, his biggest capital is the miscellaneous knowledge in his head, all kinds of knowledge accumulated bit by bit when he was a child, and he will use it naturally when he needs it.

If he only has a skilled carving skill, he can only be regarded as a fairly good craftsman.

When he said this, Cheng Lin nodded half-understanding, and then teased: "Why don't you accept me as an apprentice too."

Xu Jingxing coughed as he was choked by the female goblin, "Sister Lin, don't make trouble."

"No trouble, I'm serious," Cheng Lin giggled, "The little girl can go to the hall, can go to the kitchen, can afford a good car, can afford a new house, can afford to fight a mistress, beat a hooligan, including Master, you are satisfied."

"Ahem..." Xu Jingxing didn't know what to say anymore, whether he was taking an apprentice or looking for a wife, if he really wanted such a good girl, he could take her home and be his wife, what a waste of being an apprentice.

Of course, I didn't dare to say this, so I could only cover it up with a smirk, and then pointed to the inkstone on the table, "Sister Lin, how about looking at this?"

"Inkstone? It looks good, but it's a bit plain and doesn't suit my taste. What kind of inkstone is this? She inkstone?" Cheng Lin glanced at it, and suddenly gasped, "No, it's not She inkstone, it's... you said bricks and inkstones?"

"Hey, that's right."

"So beautiful? I thought brick inkstones were big, stupid and ugly," Cheng Lin hurriedly picked up An Xin's inkstone and looked at it carefully. Of course, what she looked at was mainly the texture of the inkstone.

Xu Jingxing said with a smile: "It's all about human effort, as long as you polish it with a little thought, the brick will be very beautiful."

"Indeed, it's so smooth, with some patterns on it. At first I thought it was made of stone," Cheng Lin said, stretching out her hand to gently rub the pattern on the side of the inkstone pool, "Of course, it's all thanks to your wonderful touch. Although it is not my favorite style, the simple orchids and poems really match this inkstone."

"That's right, I don't want to see who carved it," he said with a proud smile. After getting acquainted with Cheng Lin, he didn't hide his little emotions.

Cheng Lin gently put down the inkstone, picked up the inkstone cover that was put aside, and asked with a blink of an eye, "This plum blossom doesn't look like your handiwork. Who carved it? Your precious apprentice?"

"That's right, she also designed the picture, how is it? Not bad, right?"

"The carving is average, and the design is not bad. This selection of poems is quite good. If I remember correctly, these two lines of poems are from "A Dream of Red Mansions", right?"

"Sister Lin is really knowledgeable and talented, and she even knows this."

"Come on, don't flatter me, I know how small I am. In front of other people, I can barely put on a big head. In front of you, I'm probably at the level of a primary school student." Cheng Lin curled her lips, then raised her head and glared at him. "Put on your clothes quickly, and be careful of catching a cold."

"Yes, yes, yes," he hurried to get dressed, and An Xin came in after getting dressed, and asked, "Master, Sister Lin, are you going to eat grilled fish tonight?"

"How can we just eat grilled fish, let's cook some fish soup, and add a few pot stickers," he hurriedly ordered.

An Xin smiled and nodded, "Okay."

Of course Xu Jingxing was not idle, he was the one who killed the fish, because no one was as good at knife skills as him, removing scales and stabs, slicing what should be sliced, dicing what should be cut into pieces, deep-frying what should be deep-fried, The marinated marinated.

After lighting the bonfire, skewer the whole marinated boneless fish and start to smoke and roast, while chatting with Cheng Lin.The two of them actually have a lot of common topics, which I didn't discover when I first met, but with the in-depth communication these days, whether it's face-to-face communication or communication on the Internet, they will never be cold.

But what makes him feel a little weird is that the female goblin seems to be very interested in his family and his childhood life, but unfortunately he remembers everything he should remember, and really doesn't remember what he doesn't remember, which has repeatedly disappointed Cheng Lin.

When the fish was grilled, it was already around nine o'clock in the evening, and it was not rich. The main thing was grilled fish and fish soup, plus two small cold dishes that I usually eat.The fish soup is stewed in an iron pot. After it is cooked, it is served directly on the table. When it is eaten, it is still gurgling. The smell of fish permeated the cabin, as alluring as it could be.

Adding three freshly grilled grilled fish, the aroma is even stronger. When you stand at the door and smell it, you will whet your appetite.

In addition, eating this kind of food in this kind of wilderness cabin has a better atmosphere. The first procedure for Cheng Lin and An Xin is to take out their mobile phones to take pictures. The grilled fish, fish soup, simple wooden table and style The extraordinarily rough little ebony was patted in, and only then did it start to eat.

Cheng Lin's appetite was very good, or maybe she was very hungry, anyway, she just ate a grilled crucian carp about two catties, drank two small bowls of fish soup, and ate two pieces of pot stickers before she put down her chopsticks.

After tidying up, Cheng Lin suddenly blinked and asked, "Where do I sleep?"

Where does Cheng Lin sleep? That's a question. Xu Jingxing originally planned to send her back to the city to find a hotel, but he didn't have the nerve to ask. He's always looking for you to play, and he's too shy to send her to the city more than ten kilometers away. Spending the night alone?

(End of this chapter)