Mountain Village Xiao Shennong

Chapter 130
Just as Su Yongchang and Su Chan went to the mountain to dig out the root carvings buried in the soil, they received a call from the same root carving master, Master Zhou, inviting him to Yipinju in the county to have a gathering with some friends.

As an insider in the root carving industry, the size of the name can prove the level of root carving skills of this person from one aspect.

Although Su Yongchang is the vice-chairman, he has always been fighting openly and secretly with Master Zhou, who is the regular chairman, and no one accepts the other!

He glanced at the root carving work in his hand, put it away, and took Su Chan up the mountain in a Mercedes-Benz, and drove towards the county town.

After a while, the car stopped at the gate of Yipinju in the county seat, and the two walked in and went straight to a private room on the second floor.

Wearing Long Qingxiang's gown and combing his hair back, a middle-aged man with a square face saw Su Yongchang coming in, with a smile on his face, he cupped his hands and said:
"Master Su, the journey has been tiring, and you have to rush here. Look at the two dishes on the table, the Emperor Xueling Chicken and the Supreme Kunyu. They are both famous local dishes. Sit down and have a taste!"

"Master Zhou is too polite!"

Su Yongchang cupped his hands at the middle-aged man, walked to the table, and sat down.

There is no such thing as a circle without rules, and all walks of life have their own rules in their circles.

Su Chan belongs to the younger generation, so naturally she does not have the right to sit, so she can only stand aside.

Master Zhou is the president of the National Root Sculpture Association. He always presents one or two works that he thinks are perfect in a year to suppress others and consolidate his reputation and position in the association.

Naturally this time too, he lifted the red cloth covering an ornament on the table, and said loudly:
"Before eating, Master Su, please taste how about my horse-riding Guan Gong!"

Su Yongchang looked at the one in front of him, wearing a red robe, majestic and majestic. The carving was beautiful and exquisite. At first glance, it had a chilling air. It was carved with boxwood and painted with red lacquer. Guan Gong, who was riding his horse evenly, said from the bottom of his heart, "Not bad!"

"It's a great honor for Zhou to be praised by Master Su!"

Master Zhou had carefully crafted his statue, which can be called the most culminating work in his life, Guan Gong, with a look of satisfaction on his face, and said.

Su Chan on the side saw her grandfather being suppressed, and when she thought of He Changzai's root carving, and then looked at the root carving in front of her, a trace of disdain appeared on her face.

In society, those who give charcoal in a timely manner are a minority after all, and people often like to add icing on the cake.

Master Wu and Master Zhao who were present at the meeting, seeing the majestic root carvings carved by the chairman, opened their mouths and complimented each other.

"Boxwood has always been regarded as a sacred tree in the folks that is invulnerable to all poisons, suppresses evil and wards off evil spirits, and is safe and auspicious. Brother Zhou used boxwood to carve Guan Erye, soaked it in rooster blood, and painted it. I dare say that it can be used to town houses. Ordinary demons and goblins should stay away!"

"Brother Zhou, Guan Gong, who is riding a horse, is a masterpiece in both carving and use!"

Listening to the flattery of the two, Master Zhou felt that it was quite useful. He looked smugly at Su Yongchang and said:

"I don't know if Master Su has released any new works recently, let me, Master Wu, and Master Zhao appreciate them!"

Su Yongchang recently sculpted a few new works, but he thought that none of them were as good as Master Zhou's carving of Guan Gong on a horse. He looked a little embarrassed and said:

"I recently sculpted and encountered a bottleneck. There are no works to sell!"

Master Zhou thought to himself that the vice president can only be the vice president forever, it is impossible for Xianyu to turn around and ride on my head.

He covered the stepping horse Guan Gong root carving with a red cloth, smiled with satisfaction, picked up the chopsticks, and pointed to the table a few times.

"Eat vegetables, everyone eat vegetables!"

Su Chan on the side couldn't stand it any longer. He didn't want to hurt his grandfather's face, so he said in a cold voice:
"Grandpa, you are too modest. You have recently sculpted a national style work with the artistic conception of a moon lotus hoe, but you don't show it. Really!"

Hearing this, Master Zhou stopped holding the chopsticks for a moment, but he was very confident in his work, looked at Su Yongchang with a smile, and said:
"Brother Su, everyone is an old man in the circle. It's wrong for you to hide your clumsiness... Hurry up and show your work and let everyone here appreciate it!"

Su Yongchang has always been self-righteous, so naturally he couldn't take someone else's work and pretend it was his own. He gave Su Chan a serious look, and explained:
"The thing is like this, my granddaughter Chan'er and I went into the mountains together to find good wood for root carvings... and finally met a master carpenter, and he carved this work with a moon lotus hoe!"

Generally, those who play root carving can be more or less carpenter.

However, they all have a disdainful attitude towards the carpenter industry.

From the bottom of my heart, I think carpentry is not fine enough compared to root carving.

Everyone here is a little curious, so that a proud person like Su Yongchang can change his attitude towards carpenters.

The so-called master carpenter, how good is the carved thing?

Master Zhou knocked on the table with his hand, looked at Su Chan with deep eyes and said:

"Go and get the work with the moon lotus hoe, let us have a look!"

"Row!"

Su Chan wholeheartedly wanted to kill Master Zhou's prestige, so she responded and ran out of the room quickly to get He Changzai's root carving work.

After a while, she brought the things over, placed them in front of everyone, and said with a look on her face:

"Look, isn't this thing well carved!"

The layman watches the fun, the layman watches the doorway!
All the people present, except Su Yongchang, were all shocked, staring at the root carving, their bodies stiffened, and they stood in place, motionless.

People are more popular than others, and goods are compared, and goods have to be thrown away!

Master Zhou glanced at his root carving of Guan Gong on a horse, and immediately felt a comparison between the two.

In terms of carving skills and charm, they are all inferior, and said with a face of shame:

"In vain, I'm still the president of the National Root Carving Association. In front of other people's root carvings, my own thing is getting worse the more I look at it!"

Master Wu and Master Zhao looked at the root carving with admiration on their faces, and spoke one after another.

"This is old elm wood struck by lightning. I think it's almost blacked out. This elm wood is hard and hard to carve. It's really hard for Wu to carve a piece of waste material into such a natural and perfect work." I admire it!"

"Morning Xing cleans up the filth and returns home with the moon lotus hoe. This character exudes a carefree and joyful feeling, which is very contagious. It is really amazing for a person who can carve such works full of charm!"

……

All the people in the group were full of praise for this work, and they started to eat and drink.

Master Zhou looked at Su Yongchang, and spoke first: Brother Su, can you take us to meet this strange man in the mountains! "

Master Wu and Master Zhao agreed one after another.

"I also need to go!"

"Such a strange person, if you can give me some pointers, my carving skills will definitely go a step further!"

"Okay, okay... After this meal, I will take you there!"

Su Yongchang was full of enthusiasm for root carving art, and with a smile on his face, he agreed to the matter.

(End of this chapter)