Chapter 548 Brought Into the Coffin 【Subscription】
When Fangzheng heard the words, his heart was shocked, and then he felt no shame, and said calmly: "It was from the hands of the poor monk."
"Ah..." Jiang Zhou opened his mouth, thousands of words became speechless, and finally heaved a long sigh: "I have been learning sculpture since I was a child, and I have practiced hard for fifty years. I have traveled all over the world, looking for inspiration and materials, and strengthening myself. I have always said that I am a hard-working genius, and I have never doubted this. Now it seems... there are people beyond others, and there is a sky beyond the sky, and my old face is still too thick."
After finishing speaking, Jiang Zhou helped Fan Qing and Guan Xiangfeng stand up hard.
Everyone was puzzled, what is this for?
Jiang Zhou bowed to Fangzheng and said, "I beg the mage to teach me the way of carving!"
"What?" Guan Xiangfeng, Qiu Xiaoye, and Fan Qing were dumbfounded at the same time, and Fang Zheng was also dumbfounded. What's going on?
Before Fangzheng could answer, he heard footsteps coming from outside the door. He turned around and saw Song Ergou and Ma Laizi coming in, just in time to see Jiang Zhou bowing to his teacher. Song Ergou was extremely clever, and immediately kicked the crippled horse. The crippled horse staggered forward and came back to his senses. He followed the trend and gave a salute, but he knelt down with too much force, knocked his head on the ground with a bang , Fangzheng felt a pain in the head when he heard it!
But the lame horse is also strong, and he didn't cry out the pain. He knew very well that Guan Xiangfeng's skills beat him by a few blocks! As Guan Xiangfeng's teacher, Jiang Zhou must be even better! Jiang Zhou, who is so powerful, wants to learn from Fangzheng. Fangzheng definitely has better carving skills. Song Ergou didn't fool him! In the blink of an eye, he figured it out!
Therefore, the lame horse shouted without hesitation: "Abbot, please teach me how to carve!"
Fangzheng was completely dumbfounded, where is this? Make a bow, turn around, and come directly to someone who kneels and kowtows! What's going on today? Why is one fiercer than the other?
Fangzheng looked at Fan Qing and the others for help, wanting them to help Jiang Zhou up, he didn't want to accept this gift! Teaching apprentices is exhausting!
However, it was Guan Xiangfeng, Qiu Xiaoye, and Fan Qing who forced Fang Zheng to look at each other, bowed down, and said in unison: "Abbot, please teach us how to carve!"
Fangzheng rolled his eyes, what's the fun here? Fangzheng turned his head and looked at Song Ergou and the others.
Song Ergou led five or six villagers, bowed and saluted, and shouted at the top of his voice: "I beg the master to teach us how to carve!"
Fangzheng was completely speechless...
"Master, are you trying to steal business from us? How about I stew them all?" Hong Haier said domineeringly, waving a machete.
Fangzheng rolled his eyes at him directly, and then said to everyone: "Amitabha, everyone, get up quickly, I want to ask a few of you, why do you want to learn the skills of the poor monk?"
The lame horse said: "I've been muddled all my life, and I didn't find my direction until I got Hanzhu. I wanted to carve Hanzhu to make money and improve my life. Later, the appearance of Guan Xiangfeng opened a door for me, allowing me to I saw the sparks after the collision of art and cold bamboo, oh my god, that is so perfect! That is art!" Hearing what Ma Lizi said, Guan Xiangfeng's face turned red into a monkey's ass, and in front of Jiang Zhou and Fang Zheng Speaking of art? It's just... shame!
The lame horse continued: "With this half-baked craftsmanship, I don't have to worry about food and drink, and I don't have to go to the fields to do farming. I don't like playing cards, I don't like squatting at the entrance of the village to brag, so what else can I do? I have nothing to do all day long." What's the difference between that and a dead person? And Guan Xiangfeng made me completely interested in sculpture. Although I don't know how many years I can live, I am willing to work hard for this craft to the death! Moreover, teach the villagers The days of sculpting were also my happiest days. I found that my trash is still useful, and I can be respected by craftsmanship, so I want to learn. I learned to teach more people and change the lives of more people. That’s it. .”
"What about you?" Fangzheng asked Jiang Zhou.
Jiang Zhou said: "I just want to make further progress. I couldn't find the way before, but now I have one, so I beg the master to teach me."
Fangzheng shook his head with a smile and said, "Benefactor Jiang, we are destined to meet each other. The poor monk is also very happy that you are willing to worship as a teacher. This is your recognition of the poor monk's skills."
Hearing this, Lame Ma's heart sank. Could it be that Fangzheng is going to accept Jiang Zhou as his apprentice? Thinking about it carefully, Jiang Zhou himself is a master sculptor, so he naturally learns things faster than he who started halfway through. In all aspects, he can't compare with Jiang Zhou... Thinking of this, he lowered his head dejectedly, as if he had given up.
Jiang Zhou's heart trembled, did he have a chance?
Fan Qing, Qiu Xiaoye, and Guan Xiangfeng were also excited. If Jiang Zhou learned it and became even better, then they would benefit greatly as his students! The higher Guan Xiangfeng's status is, the higher they will be! The skills learned are even better... Thinking of this, they all showed excitement.
Fangzheng continued: "However, you don't meet the poor monk's criteria for accepting apprentices, so the poor monk can't accept you. Of course, as the fate between you and me, the poor monk will give you three cold bamboos."
"Ah?" Everyone was stunned at the same time, Fangzheng rejected Jiang Zhou with such a good offer? This... Does this monk have water in his head?
Regardless of what they thought, Fangzheng turned to the crippled horse and said, "Blesser Ma, the poor monk can't accept you as a disciple."
"Oh..." Lame Ma had been mentally prepared for a long time, and the gap was not too big.
But Fangzheng continued: "However, the poor monk can teach you how to carve."
"Ah?" Everyone's eyes widened suddenly, and then they looked at the bastard monk who was panting and turning around with resentment.
Fangzheng smiled and said: "The poor monk is a monk. If you enter my sect, you can only enter the Buddhist gate. Unfortunately, the monastery of the poor monk is too small and there are not so many meditation rooms, so you will not be accepted. As for the carving skills, This is the skill of the people in the world, and the poor monk didn't intend to hide it, so I will teach you."
"Master, this is not fair! Since it is the skill of the world, why don't you teach me the master?" Guan Xiangfeng shouted indignantly.
Fangzheng didn't speak, but Jiang Zhou woke up suddenly as if struck by lightning, and scolded: "Xiangfeng, shut up! Apologize to the mage!"
Guan Xiangfeng said with a look of grievance: "Teacher, it is obvious that this monk is biased..."
"Shut up! Apologize!" Jiang Zhou snapped.
Guan Xiangfeng had no choice but to say to Fangzheng, "I'm sorry, mage."
Fangzheng smiled and shook his head, expressing that he didn't mind. Then he looked at Jiang Zhou with relief and said, "You understand?"
Jiang Zhou sighed and said, "Understood... I was confused. Thank you, master, for waking up, I have been taught." After speaking, Jiang Zhou bowed down to Fangzheng.
This worship, Guan Xiangfeng, Fan Qing, Qiu Xiaoye, and even Ma Lizi and others were confused, not understanding what these two people were up to.
Jiang Zhou saw that Fangzheng had no intention of explaining, so he sighed and said: "I went to school back then, and I started to learn sculpture from my master at the age of eight until I was thirty. At the beginning, I only taught me the basic skills, and only taught me some skills when I was twenty. Special skills, but until his death, he kept a few unique skills from teaching me. When he thought about it and wanted to teach me, he couldn't say a few words... Those skills also entered with him Coffin. My teacher’s mother told me that the person my master worried most in his life was not his opponent, but me! He guarded me all his life! Of course, he was really kind to me. At that time, my family was poor, and he cared about food, drink and housing. Even the money for the marriage was given by the master. The master treated me like his own son, but he still guarded me for the rest of his life. My teacher's wife also said that when he talked about me in his life, the most common thing he said was a sentence : "The apprentice of the church starved to death the master"!"
Speaking of this, Jiang Zhou's face was full of vicissitudes, pain, bitterness, helplessness and regret.
Jiang Zhou continued: "Perhaps influenced by Master, I have always attached great importance to technology. Even as a teacher, I still insist on keeping the core things. I have students and disciples. Students learn the basics, and disciples learn the basics." Fur... It's retribution, maybe it's our narrow thinking, God has punished us the most severely, and we have no offspring! I thought, if I am old and can't do it anymore, I will write a book, Write these core things out and pass them on. But I am still reluctant to write them out..."
Song Ergou couldn't help but interjected: "You also want to learn from your master. When you die, you still carry these technologies into the coffin, and then let this industry lose some good things? I understand why we have been working for thousands of years. In history, many things are clearly leading, but the result is getting more and more declining, and it is not as good as some thieves who steal. If you don’t steal, you can’t learn anything!"
Jiang Zhou blushed when he heard the words... He said in shame: "You are right, if I do the same, then I am a sinner!"
"Amitabha, the boundless sea of suffering turns back to the shore, congratulations to the benefactor." Fangzheng clasped his hands together.
Jiang Zhou returned the courtesy and said: "Thank you Master for awakening me. I have decided. After I go back, I will write down everything I know, write a book and pass it on." Qing and Qiu Xiaoye said: "You don't have to fight for the position of direct disciples anymore, as long as you are my students, as long as you want to learn, as long as you have the right mind, I will teach you all! Treat everyone equally!"
As soon as these words came out, Guan Xiangfeng, Fan Qing, and Qiu Xiaoye were ecstatic, screaming again and again, and then suddenly realized that this is a monastery, they can't shout, they can't shout, they cover their mouths and stand there silly.
"Master, do you really not want to teach them?" Red Boy, Monkey, Squirrel, and Lone Wolf stood beside Fangzheng, looking at the backs of Jiang Zhou and others who had left.
Fangzheng shook his head and said, "If they really want to learn, how can they not learn the truth?"
After Fangzheng finished speaking, he stretched his waist and said, "Let's go, go back, and prepare dinner. Starting tomorrow, I will take on apprentices. Do you want to learn?"
"Yes!" The squirrel exclaimed excitedly.
Except for him, no one else was very interested. Hong Haier raised his eyelids and said, "What can you carve with such a small amount?"
PS: Huang Liang has worked hard, and it’s all 3,000 long chapters. Today I will accompany my wife to the prenatal checkup, and tomorrow I will start to go to Shanghai by car... Tired.
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