Reborn God Emperor Daddy

Chapter 339 Master Sculptor Yu Huachen

Song Haotian nodded: "It's nothing, now that your wish is fulfilled, go with peace of mind."

"Father, what do you mean by that?"

Liu Baichuan was a little dazed, he didn't understand that his father was fine now, so why did he bring up the matter of death?

"Silly boy, I'm dead now, everything is thanks to the help of the master, so I can finally say a few words to you."

Reluctantly, Liu Fengjiang took a look at his loyal and filial eldest son and his beautiful and capable granddaughter, then lay back in the crystal coffin again, slowly closed his eyes, and remained silent.

"Father……"

"grandfather……"

Until now, Liu Baichuan's father and daughter have not quite figured out what happened.

Liu Zimei turned around and grabbed Song Haotian's arm: "Little brother, what's going on here? Hurry up and save my grandpa..."

Song Haotian shook his head slightly, death is like a lamp going out, if he could have saved Liu Fengjiang's life when he was poisoned just now, but now that he has been dead for so long, even gods are useless.

"The person is already dead. Just now I just used a mysterious technique called the Three-Day Soul Return Technique..."

Song Haotian explained the matter clearly and concisely, and finally said: "People cannot be resurrected after death, let's mourn."

After figuring out the situation, although Liu Baichuan and his daughter felt sad, they could only accept this reality.

At any rate, with Song Haotian's help, the Liu family's hidden dangers have been completely eliminated, and the two murderers, Liu Baifa, will be punished as they should be, which is considered the best result.

"Haotian, thank you uncle."

Liu Baichuan bowed to Song Haotian again to thank him.

This happened to the Liu family, Song Haotian naturally didn't want to go to the original stone carver again, so he had to go home first, and Liu Zimei stayed here to handle the funeral.

"Papa is back..."

As soon as he entered the door, the two little guys ran over happily and threw themselves into Dad's arms.

"Come on, Dad will draw a picture for you."

Song Haotian brought the two little guys to the table, took out the pen and paper and began to draw pictures for the two little guys.

"Papa, what do you want to draw?"

The two little guys gathered around and asked.

Even Lin Meichen came over with great interest, wanting to see what Song Haotian was going to draw.

"You'll find out later."

Song Haoxia's pen was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, a jade bed appeared on the drawing paper.

"Oh, what a beautiful big bed."

Tuantuan said excitedly, "Papa, whose bed is this for?"

"Yuan...Yuanyuan wants...want."

Song Haotian said: "It's just for you, do you think it's so beautiful? Is there anything else you want?"

"Papa, I want a beautiful sheep..."

"I... I want... I want Paige..."

The two little guys kept making their own requests.

Lin Meichen asked in confusion: "Haotian, are you making a bed?"

Song Haotian said: "That's right, the warm jade heart I got from the Fire Lizard just made a jade bed."

Lin Meichen asked: "Didn't you say that Nuan Yuxin is a super baby? Isn't it a pity to use it as a bed?"

"Baby is for use. After it is made into a bed, it is just used for you to practice. This is the best use of everything. What a pity."

While talking, Song Haotian perfected the drawing according to the requirements of the two little guys, and finally a beautiful big bed appeared on the drawing paper.

The next afternoon, Liu Zimei returned here after finishing the funeral.

"Thank you, little brother."

She thanked Song Haotian again.

"What is there to be polite to me?" Song Haotian said as he took the blueprint, "Look at it, I want to carve a big bed like this, which of the sculptors of your Liu Group can do it?"

"This bed is really beautiful." Liu Zimei took a look at the drawing, "If it's just a bed, any sculptor can do it.

But if you want to carve the above pattern vividly, I am afraid you can only find a master. "

"Of course we're looking for the best."

This is Song Haotian's consistent principle, no matter what to do, do it at the top.

Liu Zimei said: "In our Jiangnan City and even in the entire Jiangnan Province, the person with the deepest knowledge in the jade carving industry is Master Yu Huachen, and many engravers in our company are his disciples and grandchildren.

It's just that Mr. Yu has retired for many years, so he usually won't make a move. "

"Do you know where he lives?"

"know."

"That's good, just take me there, and leave the rest to me."

After Song Haotian finished speaking, he asked Liu Zimei to transfer a large truck from the company, loaded Nuan Yuxin into the compartment, and the two rushed to Yu Huachen's house together.

As the top sculptor in Jiangnan Province, Yu Huachen naturally has no shortage of money.

However, he likes to be quiet by nature. After retiring, he did not live in the downtown area. Instead, he bought a small yard on the outskirts of the city, where he raised flowers and fed fish every day. He lived leisurely and comfortably. He was there when the two of them entered the door. water the flowers.

Yu Huachen is 70 years old, not tall, looks a little thin, and there is a hint of arrogance in his calm expression.

Although he knew that someone had entered the door, he didn't look up, but asked in a flat voice, "Are you okay?"

"Old Yu, I am Liu Zimei from the Liu Group, and I would like to ask you to help..."

Before Liu Zimei could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Yu Huachen raising her hand.

"Forget about the carving, old man, I've already given up on it, so why don't you go find someone else?"

Liu Zimei wanted to say something, but was pulled back by Song Haotian.

He stepped forward and said, "We are not begging you, but giving you a chance."

"give me a chance?"

Sensing Song Haotian's condescending tone, Yu Huachen finally changed. He put down the watering can in his hand, turned around and said with a sneer: "Young man, do you know who you are talking to?"

Song Haotian said indifferently: "The master sculptor Yu Huachen."

"Since you know my identity, you dare to speak so loudly. I have been carving for so many years, old man, and no one has ever dared to give me a chance."

Yu Huachen had a proud face when he said this.

"Because you are a master sculptor, I told you to give you a chance. If you miss this piece of material in my hand, you may die without being able to close your eyes."

"What a joke." Yu Huachen shook his head proudly, "Young man, you don't need to use the aggressive method. Old man, I have dealt with jade and jade all my life. I haven't seen any materials before. I don't need you to say anything. Chance."

"Have you seen this?"

When Song Haotian stretched out his hand, a piece of green jadeite appeared in his palm.

"This... this... this is the glass emperor green?"

Seeing this piece of jadeite, the arrogance on Yu Huachen's face has disappeared, replaced by a look of longing.

As a master sculptor, after seeing the best materials, there will be an unstoppable desire in his heart, eager to turn the other party into a boutique, a handed down work through his own hands.

Although he has seen a lot in his life, and even carved the imperial green glass with his own hands, it is only the size of an egg, and this is the first time he has seen such a large top-quality product.

Before he could recover, another blood-red jade appeared in Song Haotian's palm.

This time, Yu Huachen's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and he exclaimed excitedly, "This...is this golden silk blood jade?"

No wonder the old man was excited. Although he had seen countless jades in his life, the gold-threaded blood jade was only a legendary existence, and this was the first time he had seen it.

(End of this chapter)