The Shuttle of the City

Old Song carving.

This is their destination, Ye Zichuan saw that there were not only emerald carvings, but also various kinds of wood, horns, and even an ivory inside.

"Xiao Chuan, don't look at this small shop, but there are not many people in Jianghai who have higher carving skills than theirs. It is said that their carving skills can even be traced back to the Ming Dynasty.

, and once paid tribute to the palace. "Fan Wenzheng said.

Walking into the small shop, there are several tables inside, and several young guys are concentrating on carving, all kinds of strange tools, which Ye Zichuan has never seen before.

There is also a faint fragrance in the air, which makes people's mind seem to calm down.

"Although Lao Song is in the business of emeralds, he does most of the wood carvings, such as agarwood, sandalwood, and pineapple wood. He does all of these. The scent you smell is agarwood.

Than gold ah! "

Ye Zichuan nodded.

There is agarwood in Lin Yuyao's home. Ye Zichuan saw her order it a few times, and each time it was a small amount of powder, but even that small amount of powder was worth tens of thousands.

The luxury of the rich can only be imagined, but there is nothing impossible.

"Hey, it's Boss Fan. Long time no see. Please come inside." A young man raised his head and recognized Fan Wenzheng.

"Xiao Zhang, is Lao Song here? I have something to do with him."

"The master is in the back hall, Boss Fan will follow me."

Xiao Zhang knew that Fan Wenzheng and his master were good friends, so he didn't notify in advance.

Approaching the back hall, Ye Zichuan saw a slovenly man covered in sawdust, with gray hair, a little older than Fan Wenzheng, carefully carving a

A wooden bead the size of a finger.

"Lao Song doesn't like to be disturbed when he's working. Let's wait now." Fan Wenzheng said in a low voice.

Xiao Zhang smiled apologetically: "Boss Fan, sit down, and I'll make tea for you."

After waiting for more than an hour, the old Song who was addicted to carving took a long breath and raised his head.

"The two rolling lions are finally finished."

Ye Zichuan opened his mouth wide when he heard this, and there were actually two lions carved on the finger-sized wooden bead?

Seeing Ye Zichuan's surprised look, Fan Wenzheng said with a smile: "This is only of general difficulty. The really difficult Lao Song hasn't shown it yet, and haven't you heard of it? The really powerful sculpture

But he can carve eighteen arhats on a sesame seed. Lao Song is still far behind. "

Old Song over there glared: "You are a guy who doesn't hurt your back when you stand and talk. If you have the ability, try it. You don't even know what to say."

Fan Wenzheng touched his nose: "This old guy has such a temper, don't mind."

Ye Zichuan and Fan Zixuan looked at each other speechlessly.

"Come on, what are you doing looking for me again? I know that you will go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing." Lao Song sat down, picked up his teacup and took a big sip.

Fan Wenzheng said with a smile, "I'll introduce you to a big business."

"Big business? What big business? Can it be as big as the business I have in hand?" Lao Song glanced at him with some disdain: "I just took an order a few days ago, do you know what it is? Jinsi Nanmu

!Although there is only about one party, it is also worth my business in the past month. "

Hearing the golden nanmu, Ye Zichuan was also taken aback!

How could he not know this kind of wood? It is said that the pillars in Heshen's house are made of golden nanmu, and one piece is estimated to be worth 4 million U.S. dollars!

Moreover, there is no market for the price, and now it is forbidden to cut down this rare ancient wood.

This kind of wood was used in the ancient imperial palace, which is a symbol of nobility and luxury.

Fan Wenzheng was also a little surprised: "It turned out to be golden nanmu, you guys are really lucky, but I bet, my business is definitely not worse than your golden nanmu!"

Chapter 78 Master Song

For Lao Song, how much money he can make is no longer important, what is important is that he can get in touch with the top wood such as golden nanmu, and then use it to show his art.

This kind of wood is rare for many master carvers, and its value is higher than that of agarwood.

Hearing Fan Wenzheng's words, Lao Song glanced at him sideways: "Isn't it worse than golden nanmu? Lao Fan, are you kidding me? I remember you haven't played jadeite for several years. Is there any other way?"

son? "

Fan Wenzheng smiled: "You guys have been laughing at me before, cutting out an emerald for you to carve, but you still dislike my emerald, it's a waste of your time."

Lao Song glared: "Isn't it? Among the goods you cut out, which one is top-grade? Carving for you is already giving you face."

"Okay! You stubborn ass." Lao Fan was furious: "Zixuan, take out the things and let our Master Song learn a lot!"

Judging from his tone, there is quite a momentum of closing the door and letting the dogs go.

Fan Zixuan walked over with the box in his arms: "Uncle Song, please take a look!"

Lao Song glanced at the triumphant Fan Wenzheng, did this guy really come up with something good this time?

Opening the box with a trace of curiosity and suspicion, a bright emerald green was reflected, and Lao Song's eyes were rounded at that time.

"This..." He stood up abruptly, "Old Fan, you... where did you get this thing?"

He stuttered a bit.

Seeing the expression on his old friend, Fan Wenzheng felt much more comfortable in his heart.

"How about Lao Song, isn't it worse than your golden nanmu?"

Lao Song held the jade and studied it for a long time, and then looked at it with a magnifying glass: "The texture is very good, it should be the old pit type, close to the glass type, the green is considered apple green, and there are almost no impurities in it.

Yes, it is indeed a rare top grade! "

"Old Fan, are you betting on stones again?" Lao Song looked at Fan Wenzheng suspiciously: "But with your half-baked level, can you cut out such a good thing?"

Fan Wen shook his forehand, and the water in the teacup spilled out: "You dog can't spit out ivory old things, what do you mean I'm half-level, when did I ever lose when I bet on stones?"

"You can pull it down, I don't know which guy almost lost all his underwear back then." Lao Song rolled his eyes: "I'm sure, you definitely didn't cut this thing out."

Hearing Lao Song's words, Ye Zichuan almost burst out laughing. He didn't expect the mature and prudent Fan Wenzheng to have such a past.

Fan Wenzheng's face turned red, and he became angry from embarrassment: "Yes, I did not cut this piece, but it was my apprentice."

apprentice?

Ye Zichuan and Fan Zixuan looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Your apprentice?" Lao Song looked over, and finally landed on Ye Zichuan: "It's him?"

"Yes, my apprentice is better than blue, so you can envy him."

Old Song looked at Ye Zichuan suspiciously, it was the first time he had heard that Fan Wenzheng had an apprentice.

And at Fan Wenzheng's half-baked level, isn't it wrong to teach apprentices?

"Hey, after talking for a long time, do you want to accept this business?" Fan Wenzheng urged.

"Accept!" Lao Song sat down: "Such a big business, it would be a big loss not to accept!"

"Tell me, what do you want to carve?"

Ye Zichuan said: "I want to carve a necklace with the most central emerald, which looks the same as this one."

Saying that, Ye Zichuan took out a necklace.

It was the one he bought from Boss Yuan!

Taking a look at the necklace, Old Song said: "This is not difficult, it can be made in three to five days, what about the rest? This piece of jade is so big, you can't just make a necklace, right?

"

"The rest, I don't have any ideas for the time being." Ye Zichuan pondered for a while: "Why don't you just make a few bracelets, earrings and the like, and I'm making a few small pendants."

But Lao Song shook his head at this moment: "It's not worth it. Jade products are only valuable if they are large. Like historical wine bottles, jade pillows, and jade screens, they are all priceless. Let me give you a suggestion to make a large one. The remaining leftovers are used as pendants, which can also maximize the value.”

Fan Wenzheng next to him nodded his head: "Old Song is right, it's too bad to make all of them small pieces. Your piece of jadeite is of such good quality that it's not worth making all of them into small pieces."

"Then listen to the two uncles, make a big piece, and make the rest small." Ye Zichuan said: "The specific cost..."

Lao Song pondered for a while: "Large sculptures take time and effort, but small ones can be done by my apprentices. Let's do this. The one-buy price is [-] yuan, with a deposit of [-] yuan."

Lao Fan smiled with satisfaction: "It's considered that you, an old fellow, have a conscience and didn't cheat my apprentice."

"You didn't cut it out, what are you talking about?" Lao Song didn't give him a good face.

After finishing the necklace, Ye Zichuan felt relaxed.

After leaving, Fan Wenzheng went to work, Ye Zichuan and Fan Zixuan also planned to go back to the pharmacy.

While walking on the road, Fan Zixuan suddenly received a call.

"Uncle, the black powder you asked for has arrived."

Hearing this, Ye Zichuan's eyes lit up: "Where is it?"

"In the suburbs, they dare not bring them to the city."

"Then let's go."

……

Driving the car, Ye Zichuan came to the place pointed by Fan Zixuan.

This is a place that has just been demolished, with ruins and ruins.

A few tens of meters ahead, Ye Zichuan saw a pickup and a van.

"Is it them?"

"should be."

The two walked over, and seven or eight people came out from behind the ruins one after another, and surrounded them intentionally or unintentionally.

Fan Zixuan became vigilant all of a sudden, and said in a low voice, "Uncle, there seems to be something wrong."

Ye Zichuan looked calm: "It's okay, I'm here."

At this moment, Fan Zixuan's eyes lit up: "Brother Wen, Brother Wen, it's me."