The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Guan Xiangfeng sculpted intently. An hour later, a Zen pen holder was carved out, and there was a teapot in the background. The teapot was hot and full of Zen flavor.

There is only one Zen character in Ma Xunzi. Without contrast, this Zen word looks good, but it is dwarfed immediately by Guan Xiangfeng ... After all, Ma Xunzi was originally a carpenter and was good at rural civil work. It's only half hanging for carving. Coupled with Han Zhu's carving, he also pondered for a long time, now compared to ... Ma Xunzi shook his head, knowing that he was not the young man's opponent.

Song Ergou and others are not unreasonable people. When they saw Guan Xiangfeng, he could not help but gave a thumbs up and said, "Great! Young man, no wonder your hair is so long."

"Does hair have anything to do with how bad it is?" Guan Xiangfeng asked, puzzled.

Song Ergou said very seriously: "You should have forgotten your haircut because of sleepless sleep?"

Guan Xiangfeng: "..." Guan Xiangfeng wanted to scold his mother, but didn't know how to scold him back. It seemed that he was scolding him, and he seemed to be bragging about him. He didn't say anything except MMP in his heart. .

Ma Xunzi said: "Great, young man, your pen is better than mine."

Guan Xiangfeng saw Ma Xunzi admit defeat, and proudly raised his head and said, "You have nothing to lose to me. I have loved this since I was a child. I have also played with this bamboo for several years. My teacher is a famous Chinese woodcarver The woodcarvings he made are valuable outside the market. "

"I said that you were so terrible. It turned out that you followed a terrific master, terrific, terrific." Song Ergou praised with a thumbs up.

Guan Xiangfeng didn't know why, every time I heard Song Ergou talking, why did I feel so harsh? Is this a boast of him or a master? He just can't say anything ...

"It's really amazing. You can have such a skill at such a young age. You will have a bright future with hard work in logistics." Ma Xunzi sighed.

Guan Xiangfeng listened to the words comfortably, and laughed: "That is inevitable, that is the goal of my life's struggle. OK, don't say it, go back."

"Wait a minute, this little brother, I have an unforgiving invitation ..." Ma Xunzi watched Guan Xiangfeng leaving, anxious, and gritted his teeth.

"Aren't you trying to let me teach you bamboo carving?" Guan Xiangfeng was also clever, and immediately understood what Ma Biaozi meant.

Ma Biaozi smiled awkwardly: "If it is convenient ..."

"Inconvenient! To be honest, I just passed by and left in two days. Bamboo carving is very particular about it, and it can't be said in a few words. Besides, my teacher is sick, and I don't have the mood to teach you." Guan Xiangfeng patted his **** and left.

Ma Biaozi shook her head helplessly, looked at the bamboo in one place, and sighed, "It's a pity ..."

Song Ergou said: "Ma Biaozi, it's no pity. He doesn't teach you, you won't go to learn from others? The world is so big, someone will always teach it?"

Ma Biaozi smiled bitterly: "Do you think it costs nothing to learn? You think I can still go to college at my age? Or, do you want me to run away from home and work as an apprentice for others?"

"It's a bit difficult in the front, but it's also good in the back." Song Ergou responded immediately.

"Get out of here! I'm old, and I'm learning a fart! Just mix up some pocket money." Ma Biaozi finished, patted her **** and went back to the house. He said this, but Ma Yizi was not reconciled. Although he was only a carpenter in the village, although he basically made simple windows and doors, tables and chairs, he had done it for so many years. I didn't see any hope before, so I mixed up. Now with such good materials as Hanzhu and so many tourists coming, his craftsmanship can also be sold at a price, and his mind is active. He also wants to go one step further ... Who doesn't want the days to pass the better?

That's right, Ma Shuzi doesn't have much knowledge, and he hasn't thought of any traditional craftsmanship. He just wants to live a good life, make better things, and sell more money, that's all ...

Guan Xiangfeng left Ma Xunzi's house, pondering how to please the teacher Jiang Zhou, turning around, and finally hitting his mind on the bamboo. For a good woodcarving master, nothing is more likable than a good material. Guan Xiangfeng clearly remembered that Ma Yizi and others said that the bamboo in the yard was the worst. Then there must be better, even the best!

Thinking of this, Guan Xiangfeng began to walk around the village ...

Song Ergou was not idle, just behind Guan Xiangfeng's ass. The performance of Ma Xunzi made Song Ergou feel attentive and decided to help Ma Xunzi anyway, but how to start and let this girl with beard teach Ma Xunzi bamboo carving? Song Ergou followed for a long time, and here he was trying to find a way, tiger stool chili water? No! A beating? No way ... or join Wang Yougui and don't give them delicious? This seems a bit unreasonable. Why do you talk to learn when you are in the art of craftsmanship, and give you trouble if you do n’t learn? If this is passed on, his model advanced may be gone, and after thinking about it, Song Ergou did not think of a suitable method.

Song Ergou followed behind his butt, so big a living person, Guan Xiangfeng certainly could see. However, thinking of the fierceness before Song Ergou, he instinctively chose to avoid and ignored. Moreover, in his bones, he also looked down on these rural people, especially after seeing their so-called bamboo carving skills, they even despised Song Ergou, Ma Xunzi and other people to the ground. In his view, these people are the **** who spoil art. .

However, at noon, the sun was getting hotter and no villagers came out. He walked for a long time and found no one to talk to. The last one gritted his teeth and turned back ...

When Song Ergou saw Guan Xiangfeng walking forward, he always followed, thinking about things in his mind, and did not notice that Guan Xiangfeng went slower and slower. As a result, Guan Xiangfeng turned back, and he went forward and found that the situation was wrong. Look up!

Four eyes opposite!

This is nothing ...

But ... Guan Xiangfeng felt a soft bump on his mouth!

Song Ergou felt that his chin was stuck by a hedgehog, and then ...

"vomit!"

Song Ergou and Guan Xiangfeng squatted on the ground at the same time, vomiting ...

"Grass, you don't have eyes to walk!" Guan Xiangfeng was disgusted and died.

Song Ergou followed by shouting, "Grass, you go your way, what's your blind return?"

"Grass! What's up with you?"

"If you don't look back, I can kiss ... vomit!"

"vomit!"

...

Ten minutes later, the bitter bile of Song Ergou and Guan Xiangfeng were almost coming out, and they couldn't vomit. They slumped on the ground, stared with big eyes, and turned around-vomit!

After another few minutes, two people turned back to back and no one looked at anyone.

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