Weird things are rampant: I enthroned gods in another world

When he came to the stone shop, Zhang Xuan saw three old men shirtless and with a wet white towel on their shoulders, doing this work.

"Uncle Fan! Busy," Zhang Xuan greeted outside the door.

One of them turned back when he heard the sound, it was Boss Fan, and when he saw that it was Zhang Xuan, he was stunned for a moment and said, "Brother Zhang is coming, sit quickly, wait for me for a while."

After saying that, Boss Fan turned around and went back to the backyard, and a moment later walked out neatly dressed and sat next to Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan also put the basket he brought over on the table next to him.

"Brother Zhang, why are you empty today; That stone mill won't be finished a few days later, and I'll just let the guy send it to you! "Boss Fan is actually a little embarrassed, because the difficulty of making the five sarcophagi is much greater than he thought, and several people have been working overtime in the past two days to rush the sarcophagus, and they can't spare people to do stone grinding.

Zhang Xuan waved his hand and said, "Boss Fan, there is no hurry about the stone mill!"

Only then did Boss Fan relax a little and said, "Then... Brother Zhang, are you here...? "

Oh... Uncle Fan, look, didn't I carve the five custom statues, and I took them over in advance for you and the customer to see if they were satisfied. If you are not satisfied, modify it again, or re-engrave it. Zhang Xuan said, and took the basket on the table next to him.

Boss Fan noticed that Zhang Xuan came over with a basket just now, and thought that he was here to urge the progress of stone grinding, but he didn't expect that the wood carving statue was done. This is a complete relenting.

Boss Fan picked up the basket and put it next to him, and then took out a statue of Zhong Kui from the basket, looked at it while marveling, and said, "Don't say, Brother Zhang, your craft is this!" Boss

Fan said while giving Zhang Xuan a thumbs up.

"Your craft is much better than your father's!" Boss Fan couldn't put it down when he held the statue in his hand.

"Uncle Fan, according to what you said, the carving is a little fiercer, can you see such an image?" Zhang Xuan couldn't help but interrupt Fan Lao Dao.

"Well, it's pretty fierce, I can look at it. When I turn back, I will show it to the main family, there should be no problem! Mighty indeed! Boss Fan reluctantly put the statue into the basket and said to Zhang Xuan.

"Na Cheng, Uncle Fan, I will stay with you first, if there are any amendments to the main house, you tell me!" Zhang Xuan stood up and prepared to leave here.

"Cheng, leave it here! If you have something to do, you will go and get busy! Brother Zhang! Boss Fan promised and got up to see off the guests.

Zhang Xuan left the stone shop and did not leave directly, intending to go to Dongcheng District to buy some of the four treasures of the literary room.

The town was originally small, and according to the current time, that is, about ten minutes, I came to a shop.

There is a signboard hanging on the storefront, with three big characters "Moxiangju", which is the only shop in Wangjia Town where you can buy these things such as pen, ink, paper and ink.

The owner of the shop is a fallen Xiucai, surnamed Wen, so people call him Wen Xiucai, what is the specific name of the person, Zhang Xuan is not clear, anyway, everyone meets him Wen Xiucai.

After Wen Xiucai failed the exam many times, he also put out the idea of continuing the exam, so he returned to Wangjia Town to open this "Moxiang Residence", there are dozens of acres of thin fields outside the town, not to be rich, at least food and clothing.

"Wen Xiucai, are you in the store?" Zhang Xuan entered the store and did not see the guy and the boss Wen Xiucai.

"Here it comes... Here..." With a hearty voice, a man in a plain robe walked in from the backyard with a curtain.

"Yo, Brother Zhang is here!" Wen Xiucai saw that it was Zhang Xuan and said hello with a smile.

"Come to my Moxiangju today, what are you going to see?" Zhang Xuan carefully recalled the memory of the original owner, and found that he had very little dealings with Wen Xiucai, and he was not too familiar, after all, the original owner had never planned to take the imperial examination, and naturally came here very little.

Zhang Xuan looked around and looked at all kinds of pens, ink, paper and inkstone on the shelves.

In the end, Zhang Xuan chose two brushes, an ink block and some paper. Inkstone has it at home, you don't need to buy it. Paper Zhang Xuan picked some ordinary writing paper, some yellow relatively rough paper similar to the drawing talisman basket of a past life, and some red paper that could write couplets.

Zhang Xuan and Wen Xiu settled the fee, and then picked up these things and returned to the Spirit Sculpture House.

As soon as I passed by the door of the paper shop, I was looked at by Liu Haner, a little girl sitting at the door and watching the pedestrians on the road.

"Brother..., you're back!" The little girl ran over and said.

"It's back." Zhang Xuan smiled and rubbed the little girl's head and said.

When Zhang Xuan opened the door of the Spirit Sculpture House, put the things on the counter first, and was about to tidy it up a little and put it back in the house, he heard the sound of "Meow..." sounded, slept on the stool where Zhang Xuan usually carved the statue of the god, opened his eyes safely, and then ran to Zhang Xuan's feet with a cry, shouting while rubbing Zhang Xuan's calf.

Zhang Xuan possessed and picked up Ping An and put it on his shoulder, and the next guy squatted there obediently after he got to his shoulder, and then his big head began to rub Zhang Xuan's cheek, tickling Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan looked at it and gave up his plan to take things into the house now, and put them on the counter first.

So Zhang Xuan carried Ping'an and pulled the little girl to the stool next to him.

Zhang Xuan picked up the carving knife and a piece of wood and began to carve a new statue of the god.

Zhang Xuan carved statues of gods while telling the story of "Journey to the West".

The little girl also carved the statue of the god in her hand while listening to it gradually.

Because the story of "Journey to the West" has a huge mythological background system behind it, after Liu Shi listened to him that time, he warned him not to tell this story casually to others, otherwise it may cause trouble. Zhang Xuan thought about it and had some general guesses.

In this matter, although the little girl did not understand, she was also very obedient and did not reveal this story to anyone other than her parents.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, an afternoon passed, Zhang Xuan stopped the carving knife in his hand, and Zhang Xuan carved ten land god statues in one breath. But considering that there are twenty new orders for wood carved gods today, alas, I can only work overtime at night!

Zhang Xuan suddenly had a feeling of 996 in his previous life.

"Han'er, let's come here today, my brother may have to go out of the city tomorrow, and I will continue to tell you the day after tomorrow!" Zhang Xuan said to the little girl.

"Brother, are you going out of town again? Or be the main priest? The little girl asked curiously.

Zhang Xuan reached out and rubbed the little girl's hair and said, "No, my brother wants to accompany Uncle Wu to Wujia Village to do something, go back quickly."

"Okay, brother, then you pay attention to safety tomorrow!" When the little girl heard this, she didn't ask more, stood up and left the Spirit Sculpture House.

Zhang Xuan cleaned up the counter and put the pen, ink and paper purchased by Mo Xiangju into the house.