After returning to the courtyard, Chen Changsheng called out Tingyu Sword.
Ting Yujian seemed a little reluctant. He thought it had been too long since he had been used, but when he came out, he was used to chop wood.
"I'll kill the big demon later and call you later."
After Chen Changsheng said this, Ting Yujian calmed down.
Then he picked up the Tingyu Sword and whittled the peach wood.
Not long after, the shape of a sword gradually appeared in Chen Changsheng's hand.
After several rounds of polishing, the results were seen.
Chen Changsheng looked left and right at the wooden sword in his hand to make sure the center of gravity was consistent. Otherwise, if it was a little off, the sword would be easily broken.
The wooden sword also needs to be burned again to make it strong. After burning, it needs to be polished before it is ready.
Chen Changsheng waved it in his hand and nodded with satisfaction.
Seeing that it was still early and safety hadn't come yet, he planned to go out for breakfast.
It is worth mentioning that in the past few years, Lin Lin earned a lot of money while working as a storyteller in a teahouse. In total, he had about forty taels, mostly from reward money, half of which came from Jin Sanye.
Chen Changsheng went to the teahouse, and when he came to Tangji Teahouse again, he found that the place had changed drastically.
The original teahouse has been expanded a lot, and the shop next to it has also been included and renovated.
There weren't many people in the teahouse at this time, because it was too much, and the storyteller didn't come. Most of them were people who got up early in the morning to drink tea and eat here.
There were steamed buns and pancakes placed on the table, and we sat and chatted.
Now the waiter in the teahouse is Niu Da, the same one who was later recruited by the shopkeeper.
After seeing Chen Changsheng, he came up to him.
As if he didn't recognize Chen Changsheng at first sight, Chen Changsheng was led by him to sit down at a table.
There are thousands of people and thousands of faces. Niu Da has met so many people over the years that sometimes it is inevitable that he cannot remember them clearly. After all, they have been apart for so long.
Niu Da asked: "Sir, should you have morning tea or wait for the storyteller?"
"Waiting for Mr. Storyteller," Chen Changsheng said.
Niu Da said: "It will probably take a while, the guest has to sit down for a while."
"No problem, let's serve a pot of tea first."
After Niu Da had tea, he went to greet other guests.
Chen Changsheng took a look and saw that Shopkeeper Zhuang hadn't arrived yet.
He took a sip of tea and waited quietly.
One after another, more and more people came to the teahouse, all of whom planned to come and listen to the book.
At Chen time, the storyteller finally arrived.
Shopkeeper Zhuang walked out of the backyard slowly and went up to the stage to chat with the guests in the teahouse.
They all say nice things like, Good morning, everything goes well.
Then the storyteller came on stage.
Cao Fa changed his appearance from yesterday, and his face took on a slightly solemn temperament. This temperament was probably developed day and night.
"Dear guests, Cao is late, please tell me first!"
Cao Fa apologized repeatedly.
All the tea guests in the hall laughed.
"When will Mr. Cao not be late?"
"Ha ha……"
"Punish yourself with a drink!"
"Yes, punish yourself with a drink."
Cao Fa couldn't help but scratch his head, and then agreed: "It should be punished, it should be punished."
As he spoke, he picked up the wine bottle on the table and took a sip.
Inside, there is wine.
Chen Changsheng felt a little strange when he saw this scene. Logically speaking, there should be tea on the table.
At this time, a person suddenly sat over.
"Good morning, brother."
The visitor was dressed simply, with rough hands and many calluses, but his face was particularly easy-going and elegant.
When Chen Changsheng saw this, he returned the greeting and said, "Okay."
"I don't think I've seen Xiongtai in a teahouse before."
"I've been away for many years and now I'm back."
"That's it." He then said quickly: "Oh, I'm Tao Sheng, a clerk from the pottery bowl shop on the street outside."
"Chen has two characters for longevity."
"Good calligraphy!" Tao Sheng praised.
Chen Changsheng smiled and said: "It's only when I was in trouble when I was young that I can live forever."
"Is this so..." Tao Sheng murmured.
Chen Changsheng immediately asked: "By the way, why did the storyteller on the stage put wine in the pot instead of tea? It seems that there is no such thing."
Tao Sheng said: "Brother, I don't know, this Mr. Cao is particularly fond of wine. At first we didn't realize that there was wine in the pot, but later we discovered it after we smelled the wine, so we started making a fuss and often shouted to give in. Mr. Cao’s drinking is a fun thing.”
Chen Changsheng nodded. He remembered that Cao Fa didn't have such a good drinking habit in the past.
"Listen to the book, listen to the book." Tao Sheng said.
Cao Fa slapped his hand sharply, and then said: "Last time, Jin Sheng saw the master carving in the mountain stream. The eagle in his hand was shaped, but his eyes were not lit. Jin Sheng asked why he couldn't see his eyes."
"The expert just shook his head and said: 'If you light up your eyes, the eagle will flutter its wings and frighten people, and it will definitely hurt them!'"
"Jin Sheng was shocked. His mind was so mysterious, but he also felt that the person in front of him was telling lies. How could the wooden sculpture in his hand come back to life."
"Jin Sheng shook his head and said he didn't believe it, but the expert just handed the pen to Jin Sheng and asked him if he dared to give it a try."
"Jin Sheng was startled, and felt a little palpitated when he looked at the vivid wood carvings. After some hesitation, he mustered up the courage to take over the pen."
"Why don't you dare!"
"As he said that, he picked up the brush and pointed at the wooden eyes."
"The two eyes were drawn, and the brush in Jin Sheng's hand fell to the ground. He suddenly took two steps back."
"brake!"
"I saw that the wood carving started to change. Hair grew on the wood. A bunch of wings gradually appeared, and an eagle and ape cry exploded in Jin Sheng's ears!"
"The living wooden sculpture unfolded its two arms and looked at Jin Sheng with a pair of eagle eyes. When it saw the person in front of it, the eagle was frightened. It jumped up and opened its sharp claws to catch Jin Sheng."
"This time, it is exactly the same as what the woodcarver said!!"
"Jin Sheng shouted, seeing the eagle's claws about to land on his neck, but suddenly he saw a big hand grabbing the wooden sculpture's neck."
"Jin Sheng opened his eyes and saw that the wood carver had quick eyes and quick hands. He wiped away the eyes of the wood carving. The wet ink disappeared immediately, and the living eagle also froze at this moment. His feathers turned into wood again and became a dead thing."
Everyone in the audience exclaimed in surprise, thinking that such a finishing touch could really bring life to life.
Mr. Cao breathed a long sigh of relief and then said: "Jin Sheng seemed to be recovering from a disaster. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and then he heard the woodcarver speak."
"Now do you understand why I asked you to use a pen instead of a carving knife?"
"After these words, Jin Sheng was stunned in place again, and it was difficult to regain his consciousness for a long time."
…
Tao Sheng sighed greatly in his heart and was amazed.
He couldn't help but said: "Brother Chen, is there really such a thing in this world that wood carvings come to life with just the finishing touches?"
Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, "I think so."
"So this is true?"
"maybe."
Tao Sheng turned around and said, "It's really amazing!"
He believed it anyway.
Chen Changsheng took a sip of tea and couldn't help thinking.
Maybe Jin Sanye has indeed found an expert.
