C18 You Carry a Big One and You Can Send It Back

Xiao Lei smiled embarrassedly, patted off the wood shavings on his body, then called the two into the house, "San Ye's ears are not good, enter the house, let's talk inside!"

The Yao Third Master's house was still as deserted as before, but there were a lot of tools for carpenters in the room, even the carving knives were large and small.

San Ye was lying on the brick bed, dozing against the wall.

Little Thunder walked up and gently woke him up, "Master San, Brother Feng and Sister Pi are here."

When the old man came back to his senses, he saw Yao Feng and Yao Shu standing not far away. He got up and greeted them with a smile, "You're old. You can fall asleep if you're not careful. Come in and sit!"

Little Lei quickly arranged the table and chairs, and invited the Yao Family siblings to sit down. Yao Shu sincerely said to the old man: "Thank you for your hard work."

It seemed like San Ye had spent quite a bit of effort in the past few days, otherwise he wouldn't have dozed off in broad daylight.

The Third Master of the Yao family waved his hand. "No need for that. We craftsmen don't talk about that."

This time, Yao Feng brought a big bag of corn flour and a small bag of white flour over. He casually handed it to Xiaolei and told him to go to the kitchen and put it away.

San Ye reprimanded: "So what if you come, you have to bring a lot of things with you every time! You're not allowed to come next time! "

Yao Feng just smiled and did not reply.

After a few pleasantries, Third Master Yao retrieved the carved Rouge Box and gave it to Yao Shu, "Girl, look, do you think what Third Master has carved suits his intentions?"

The forty Rouge Box s, according to their appearance, were packed in four big boxes.

Yao Shu took out one from each pattern and carefully examined it with her palm.

The box was about the size of a palm. On the top of the box, there were carvings of Spring Flowers, Winged Birds, Golden Turtles and Elemental Fish; the flat Rouge Box s were painted a dark color and were sewn together. At the bottom of the box, there was a small word, "Yao".

Physical objects and paintings were exactly the same. Wasn't this what she wanted?!

Yao Shu praised him lovingly, "Lord San's culinary skills are really amazing!"

Even Yao Feng, who didn't care about the details, was holding a small box with a golden turtle carved in it. He said in wonder: "Even in our town, I have never seen anything as good as San Ye's carving."

The old man was not humble at all. He continued, "Lord Third has been in a lifelong relationship with Wood, so other people can't even compare to him. However, no matter how good his skills are, he will only carve peonies and peonies that we villagers love …"

He then sighed, "In the end, it's still you scholars who are more knowledgeable, more knowledgeable, and more experienced. I immediately knew that the Rouge Box had already been half completed when I took this painting out."

Just as they were talking, Xiaolei walked in and heard them. He interrupted, "Master San is right! "Sister Shu's detailed painting, including the design, the box body, and the bottom of the box, has allowed people like us, who are unable to carve, to understand it clearly..."

Yao Feng was even happier when he heard his sister being praised than when he was praising himself. He said modestly, "Shu learned all of her paintings by herself. I think she likes to read some random books. She has some skill in this special art."

The Yanzhou University scholars all love craftsmanship, reverence for staying white, Yao Shu's sketches are not the painting skills of the most elegant hall.

It was just that the villagers didn't know this. They only thought that it was pleasing to the eye and looked good.

San Ye glared at him and said snappily: "Scholars are so troublesome! "Even if the painting is good, it is still good. Why would there be such a need to differentiate between right and evil?!"

With that, San Ye made Yao Lei take out the 100 Rouge Box s that were not carved into a flower, and said to Yao Shu: "These boxes were all made by your Liu-ge, take a look as well."

The Rouge Box s that were not carved took this as a test for the basic carpentry tools. First, a hundred boxes were of the same size, and then the boxes had no gaps between them.

The more she read, the more satisfied Yao Shu became. Suddenly, a thought struck her. She flipped over a box and found a small "Yao" character at the bottom of the box.

Yao Lei smiled shyly: "Master San told me that this is our Yao Family Village's' Yao 'word, and since Master San carved it on every box, I decided to carve a character on my own."

Yao Shu smiled gratefully, "Thank you, Lil 'Lei-ge, for all of this."

Her gaze was fixed on Qing Ling, her beautiful apricot eyes carrying a smile. The honest young man's face immediately flushed red, not knowing how to put his hands or feet down.

"Th-this is what I should do. Sister, you don't need to be so polite."

The Third Master of the Yao family glanced at Yao Lei but did not say anything.

Yao Shu was oblivious to Yao Lei's strangeness, treating him as a country bumpkin.

Yao Feng took out four taels of silver and gave it to San Ye.

Not long after, Yao Shu, who was worried about the three treasures at home, said goodbye.

"How can the two of you carry these things back?" The Third Master of the Yao family turned his head and instructed Yao Lei, "Carry a big one and send it back."

Little Lei quickly responded with a "Ai" sound.

On the way home, Yao Feng didn't say anything. Yao Shu thought about how many boxes of rouge they could store, and Yao Lei only dared to occasionally glance in Yao Shu's direction as if he was looking at a road.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

In the end, Yao Feng opened his mouth first: "Little Lei, how's your home recently?"