The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Chapter 535 Lame, Bearded Bum【Subscription】

"Teacher, you were bitten by a snake. I don't know if the poison has been removed or not. I think it's better to go to a big hospital. Otherwise, I don't feel relieved." Guan Xiangfeng said.

Qiu Xiaoye also said: "Teacher, I think what Guan Xiangfeng said makes sense, besides, your leg is broken, so you have to go to the hospital."

"Okay, you two don't talk about it, I know my leg. As for the poison, I believe in the way of the master. And I also like the feeling of the village, quiet and peaceful, I really have to go to the hospital, there are too many troubles In addition, you can stay if you want, remember to pay for the food and accommodation. We can’t eat and drink for free, it’s shameful to consume kindness.” Jiang Zhou said.

"Oh, teacher, look at what you said, are we like that?" Qiu Xiaoye smiled wryly.

Guan Xiangfeng followed, "That's right, don't worry teacher, we won't eat and drink for nothing."

"Okay, let's go out, I'll be alone." Jiang Zhou started to chase people away.

Guan Xiangfeng, Qiu Xiaoye, and Fan Qing withdrew.

"Oh, this countryside is really nice, the air is fresh, and the mountains in the distance are so distinctive. Fan Qing, did you play a lot this time when you came out?" Guan Xiangfeng stretched his waist and pointed at the distant mountains. Tongtian Mountain Road.

"Playing? What a fart, I almost died in the mountains. It's okay, I won't tell you, I will prepare hot water for the teacher's feet." After finishing speaking, Fan Qing left.

"Putting up! Cut..." Guan Xiangfeng looked at Fan Qing's back and cursed in a low voice.

"At least he can take pictures, and even took pictures of the teacher's direct disciple." Qiu Xiaoye also said a little sourly.

"Don't talk about this, I'm upset, go, go around." Guan Xiangfeng walked out after finishing speaking.

Qiu Xiaoye thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "Forget it, the teacher is still sick and needs someone to take care of him. Fan Qing's clumsy hand is definitely not good, you can go by yourself."

"As you please." Guan Xiangfeng waved his hand and had already left the courtyard.

Guan Xiangfeng was really upset. He asked himself that Fan Qing, a bookworm, was weak in all aspects, but his teacher Jiang Zhou accepted Fan Qing as his own disciple, and taught Fan Qing various skills. Before, I took Fan Qing into the mountains more than once to select materials, but I never took him once.

"Damn it, what's so good about that weak chicken? If you want money, you don't have money, and you don't care if you want anything, just a piece of trash!" Guan Xiangfeng muttered in his heart, cursing.

At this moment, a sound of sawing wood came from a distance, and at the same time, someone shouted angrily: "Song Ergou, you are a waste, I will let you slowly grind the bamboo, You actually used a chainsaw directly! Get out of here!" The voice was very loud like a bell.

Then an aggrieved voice sounded: "You only said it was broken, but you didn't say it was worn..."

"Are you still talking back? Do you want to learn? If you don't want to learn to get out!" The loud voice rang out again.

Guan Xiangfeng was curious and leaned over.

The walls of houses in the Northeast are generally not high. Guan Xiangfeng can see the situation in the yard when standing on the street. He happened to see a few villagers sitting in the yard, holding bamboo knots in their hands There is a pattern engraved on it. On the other side, an old man was chasing a man with a peaked cap running all over the ground with a stick. Everyone watched and booed at the same time, some cheered, some told him to run faster...

result……

"Shut up! Whoever makes a fuss again, get the hell out of here!" The old man was furious, and with a roar, everyone shut up collectively.

Seeing this, Guan Xiangfeng became interested, and leaned on the wall, watching from afar.

Song Ergou was also caught by the old man. He raised his hand to his buttocks and hit him with two sticks. Song Ergou yelled, "Oh, lame horse, you hit too hard... oh... it hurts!"

Although the lame horse is called lame, it is not actually lame. Its legs and feet are neat. It is just a habit when walking. After a while, it seems that there is something wrong with the feet at first glance, so it has this nickname.

Lame Ma glared at Song Ergou and said, "Song Ergou, get the hell out of here, and you'll break your dog's legs if you tease me again, and you won't be able to learn my skills from now on."

Song Ergou immediately pretended to be good, what is the most valuable thing in the village? Bamboo of course!

It is certainly good to rely on bamboo to open farmhouses, but now One Finger Mountain is not famous enough, and the people who come here are all regular customers from the county, and there are still very few people from Heishan City. Every family in the village is a farmhouse, although there are many people who come, but after everyone shares it, the income is not too much. On the contrary, Ma Lizi had nothing to do to tinker with some bamboo products such as bamboo mats and pen holders, which sold well.

So everyone came to learn technology one after another. Big money and small money are money, and what you learn is what you earn.

Cripple Ma didn't hide his secrets either, he was a loner, he had no wife or children, and he couldn't bring all his skills into the coffin. Moreover, he doesn't seek to make big money, he just needs a little money to live on. Of course, the villagers don't learn in vain, and the lame horse doesn't charge money, but everyone gives away all kinds of food, rice, oil, salt, good wine and meat, basically they don't have to worry about food and clothing.

In addition to the crippled horse, the village also hired some master carvers, but unfortunately, these people cherished their craft and hid it one by one, not teaching others at all. Therefore, the lame horse's craft is not the best, but it has become the only place for everyone to learn. The lame horse has also followed this craft, and his status has risen. He can drink everywhere he goes, and he is happy in his childhood.

After Song Ergou was done, Ma Lizi took a bamboo tube and said: "Okay, open your eyes for you guys, and today I will carve a pen holder with Zen characters on the spot. Speaking of carving, although I understand it, but bamboo is something we don't know. It didn’t happen before, and I was messing around alone, don’t expect me to give you detailed teaching, I can only show you how much you can learn, everything depends on your understanding.”

"Cripple horse, don't say that, it's good if you can teach everyone, we are not picky eaters. What's more, the three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang, and those sculptors are hiding. A group of us get together , study and study, maybe the craftsmanship will surpass them soon."

"That's right, more people are more powerful, we call it teamwork!"

"Yeah……"

Everyone followed suit.

The lame horse nodded and began to carve. He said while carving, "Actually, carving cold bamboo is very simple, even easier than carving ordinary wood. Go up the mountain and cut a section of fresh bamboo, and then use a pen to outline what you want to carve. , the rest is patience, slowly sculpting. This is slow work, it takes time and patience, so don't worry, take your time..."

Having said that, there was a sudden burst of laughter from the side.

Although he didn't speak, the sarcasm in his laughter was very obvious. The lame horse and the others were immediately unhappy. The lame horse thought it was the peasants laughing at him, and was about to yell at him, but when he saw it, it was a strange face, a tall man, very stylishly dressed, in a black T-shirt, There is a tiger printed on it, the tiger opened its mouth wide, and it does not know what it has bitten. The man has a small mustache and a ponytail on the back of his head. If it is placed in the city, it is an artistic atmosphere, but it is placed in the village.

"Whose girl, she's taken too much hormone, she's grown a beard." Song Ergou opened his mouth and said.

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