The life I long for is the God of Food

Chapter 126

After the two bamboo carvings are painted, Yu Nong's intuition is that there is no other knife and himself, and there is a feeling of doing whatever he wants and integrating it.

He clapped his hands and stood up, and He Jiong and Huang Lei were still holding two pieces of bamboo carving paintings.

He was about to stop, but Jiang Shuying ran up, as if he had something to say to him.

"Yu Nong.. Can you give me a gift?"

Jiang Shuying was still holding the bamboo waterwheel in his arms, his face was red, and he was a little slurred when he spoke.

Yu Nong was curious: "What do you want?"

Jiang Shuying pointed to the bamboo pieces in He Jiong and Huang Lei's hands, and said, "I want this, a painting carved from bamboo." "

Yu Nong nodded and said casually: "Then you can pick a piece at will." "

Jiang Shuying stomped his feet, "I think. I want you to carve one for me!"

Yu Nong was stunned.

"Yo yo, Jiang Jiang has begun!"

"Jiang Jiang is asking me for a token of affection?

"Mom, why am I so stupid. People are secretly 21 showing that it is so obvious, go up and hug it, dear!"

“... Upstairs you're really enough.."

...

"Good. "

Yu Nong nodded briskly.

Jiang Shuying's eyes lit up suddenly, and he nodded excitedly.

Yu Nong didn't choose the bamboo piece this time, but looked at it and used a knife to cut a piece of bamboo again.

He scraped the green skin off the bamboo little by little.

There is a bottom, and it looks like a cup.

"Did you make it for the Shadow?"

He Jiong and Huang Lei immediately surrounded curiously.

The camera is all in focus again.

Unlike before, Yu Nong first slowly drew an oval with a knife.

It's like a European-style frame.

Then, he turned his head and glanced at Jiang Shuying deeply.

Jiang Shuying's face turned red, and Yu Nong had already turned around.

"What is he going to engrave?

Jiang Shuying seemed to have a strong premonition in his heart, and his heart was pounding fast.

Yu Nong lightly stroked twice, a perfect goose egg face.

And then the body, lotus arms, T-shirt, neat ponytail... A familiar bust slowly emerges in the frame.

"Is it really Jiang Jiang?!"

He Jiong exclaimed in surprise.

Jiang Shuying's breathing became short, because he was excited, because he was happy.

The eyebrows and eyes are like daisies, the eyes are wavy, and the smile is smiling.

A delicate figure appeared vividly on the bamboo surface.

Yu Nong uses relief, so it looks particularly exquisite.

Yu Nong carved out the edge of the last corner of the clothes, and it seemed to be completed.

However, his hand moved down again.

There was a blank space there.

Not over yet?!

"Thick to engrave!"

He Jiong saw at a glance that Yu Nong's first knife was a stroke.

"Sparse.."

"Shadow.."

He Jiong, and the audience read word by word

"It's Jiang Jiang's name, wow, so happy!"

"I'm thick, is this the rhythm of confession?"

"Big news, big news!"

"I feel that if I confess, Jiang Jiang will definitely not leave!"

"Ditto!"

...

"Horizontal.."

"Slanted .."

Soon, all the words emerged from Yu Nong's collection.

Two sentences and seven uniques.

"The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon. "

He Jiong read out this poem.

Jiang Shuying's eyes became brighter and brighter, and no one saw her trembling slightly because of joy.

He sent mine, he sent mine. It's poetry.

How did he know this poem, how did he know that my name came from this poem!

Jiang Shuying was so happy that she was about to jump up.

Yu Nong's hand finally stopped completely.

On the bamboo tube, the playful and beautiful "Xiao Jiang Shuying" blinked his eyes and smiled with his eyebrows.

At the bottom, there are fourteen strong and handsome small characters.

"Awesome!"

Huang Lei praised it, "It's still a thin gold body that is less than using, this word is really beautiful!"

The thin gold font is originally good-looking, because Yu Nong uses a knife to solve the cow, which is not as smooth as the carving knife, so it is more sharp and indescribably chic.

"Wow!

"Skinny gold body. . . Tsk, I can't even think that I still have this hand. "

"If I was a proper genius in ancient times, this temperament is too good!"

"Shouldn't it be the Imperial Chef?"

...

Yu Nong picked up a piece of cloth, carefully rubbed the rough corners of the bamboo tube, and then handed it to Jiang Shuying.

The smile is like the sunshine of spring, not strong or strong, just right, and it is the right temperature.

"Here you go. "

Jiang Shuying took the bamboo tube from Yu Nong's hand in a daze, lowered his head, and was silent.

Then he suddenly opened his mouth and read: "Zhongfang shook off Duxuanyan, and occupied the charm to the small garden."

"The shadow is sparse, the water is shallow, the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon.."

"The frost bird wants to steal the eye first, and the pink butterfly knows how to break the soul.."

"Fortunately, there is a slight groan, and there is no need for a sandalwood board to be honored.."

Everyone was stunned for a moment and looked at Jiang Shuying.

"This poem is called "Mountain Garden Xiaomei", which was written by the Song Dynasty poet Lin Kui.

Jiang Shu's image was saying to everyone, but it was clear that there was only one Yu Nong in his eyes, "Shuying, my uncle took it for me." It's from this poem.."

Yu Nong nodded and said, "It's very good." "

Jiang Shu's shadow eyes 607 waves, holding Yu Nong's bamboo tube tightly in his arms, his lips pursed, not knowing what he was thinking.

He Jiong suddenly snickered, stabbed Jiang Shuying's arm, and whispered, "What do you think Nongnong gave you?"

Jiang Shuying was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "It's just a bamboo tube?!"

He Jiong shook his head mysteriously and said, "Silly, cup, this is a cup!"

Jiang Shuying's eyes lit up suddenly.

Cup.. Lifetime.. Is he hinting at something?

For a while, Jiang Shuying's thoughts were fluttering, and his heart was like a mess.

Huang Lei took the bamboo waterwheel made by Yu Nong, carved a few pieces of bamboo carving paintings, looked at it over and over, and couldn't put it down.

"Teacher Huang, don't look at it.."

He Jiong smiled and teased him, "Come back and marinate the meat, if you don't marinate the meat, it's going to stink!"

"Jiongjiong.."

Huang Lei suddenly put down the bamboo slice in his hand and said with a sigh: "I finally know why it is so delicious when I cook less?"

Well?

Everyone was shocked, and quickly raised their ears to look at Huang Lei.

Isn't it that Mr. Huang has come to see the secret of the thickness?

Huang Lei smacked his lips and sighed: "In a word, a composer who can't carve is not a good cook!"

Everyone was stunned, and then burst into laughter.

"Poof.."

"Haha.."

"Teacher Huang 666. "