Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 175
"Father, have you heard? Shops of a certain size in the town have all received contracts from the Taoist priest, and the sales are very generous. Every family has a golden bean, and it is said that dozens of them are scattered."

Ji Yang, who followed behind his father, looked excited: "Hey, this is a golden bean, isn't it worth a few hundred taels of silver?"

"Boom!"

"Ouch! Dad—"

A blow to the brain made Ji Yang hold his head and jump.

The old mountain craftsman of Boyan Shiji, Ji Jin, stared at him and reprimanded him: "Why are you so good? No big or small!"

Speaking of Jijinshan craftsman, that is the legend of Shoushan Town.

Its legend lies in its well-known carving skills;
It is also because he is the one who witnessed Shoushan Leijun with his own eyes! 【Chapter 51】

If he hadn't confirmed it with his own words, how could the people of Shoushan Town believe it?

In fact, he was also the one who suggested and took the lead in donating money and materials when he decided to offer sacrifices to Shoushan Leijun, which led to Haohao Tangtang's sacrificial act later.

"Father! I don't care about us either!"

Ji Yang rubbed his forehead, not changing his excited expression: "Look, this Taoist is so rich, and he found craftsmen from all over the town. It is obvious that he chooses the best. Maybe this is an assessment. In order to prepare for the construction of the Taoist temple Woolen cloth!"

"Forgot how dad taught you?"

While reprimanding Ji Jin, he stretched his thumb and middle finger as a gesture, gesturing at a boulder and measuring its size.

"...Don't lie about the guests."

Ji Yang's expression froze, and he was a little discouraged.

"Hold it!"

Ji Jin pulled up an ink thread and ordered Ji Yang to hold it down.

"Oh!"

Ji Yang held down the ink line sullenly, watching his father busy, flicking the ink line for a while, marking for a while, and then stopped after a long time. He seemed to be dissatisfied, and he was staring at the stone thinking secretly.

"Father, what do you plan to carve this mountain temple into?"

"What else can a temple look like? Archway, main hall, steps, a tower, a monument, and a few stone jars, it's basically the same."

While thinking, Ji Jin casually responded to his son's inquiries.

"Isn't this too cheesy?"

"We are a craftsman, and we can still learn that..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Jin stopped abruptly and looked at his son suddenly.

"...What's the matter, dad?"

Ji Yang touched his face, because just after pressing the ink line with his fingers, he immediately felt black marks on his face, which seemed quite funny.

"Ji Yang, what do you think this mountain temple should look like?"

"What's the use of me saying it? I'm not a master, and I didn't get taught by you in the end."

Ji Yang muttered, unwilling to say more.

"Father has carved stones all his life, but he has never carved them according to his own ideas. It's different today. There is a golden bean in the bottom of the guarantee. Maybe Meng Lang can come back."

Ji Jin murmured.

Ji Yang's eyes lit up when he heard the words: "Yes, Dad!"

"Then what do you think this mountain temple should look like?"

"Father, if you want me to say, since it is a mountain temple, there must be mountains. Think about it, how magnificent are the mountains gathered around here?"

"Isn't that a clam shell with the lid off?"

"Look, Dad, you're teaching me again...how about we carve a big mountain god with the sky above his head, his feet on the ground, and auspicious clouds around him..."

"That's a statue, not a temple!"

"father--"

……

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On this day, Shoushan was completely lively because of a handful of golden beans from Taoist Qingyi.

As people in Shoushan Town, they compete with each other and communicate with each other.

After asking each other, they knew that Taoist Qingyi had set the delivery time and place at the same place on the same day.

Now that's all right, some craftsmen who wanted to fool around at will have to raise their spirits!

After all, losing the election is a small matter;
It's a big deal to smash the signboard.

All of a sudden, the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building, and the sound of clanging and clanging in the town was endless.

The seven-day period is fleeting.

On March [-]th, the sky was dim, and Shoushan Town woke up early and fell into a busy life.

other than loading and unloading cargo;

More is to put the "Mountain Temple" on a cart and transport it to Zhenkou.

When the sun rises, the town is already bustling.

"Master Liu, good morning!"

"Early, early!"

"Hey, this is the work of Guipu, let me have a look... Oh, look at this window lattice, double-sided hollow, lifelike, it can be said to be very popular! Let me guess, this is from Master Zhao's handwriting, right?"

"Hey, you have good eyesight. Besides Zhao Zhuo, who else in Shoushan Town has such engraving techniques?"

"You are right!"

"Ah, good morning, Master Han!"

"Let me see, tsk tsk, the Han family is indeed a master of fine carving, look at this lion, this knife painting skill is superb! It looks small and cute, like a cat, it almost comes alive to catch mice."

"Hey, this is the work of Guipu, right? Why does the archway look crooked? Although this is a miniature sculpture of the interior, I don't ask you to do it, but it can't be so crooked, right?"

"Master Han, you have to take a look. It's not that the archway is crooked, it's the mountain road, which is slanted!"

Good guy!
Today, Shoushan Town is completely bustling.

Experts from all schools and sects gathered together, all of them smiling, walking around and inquiring about each other.

Have a good relationship and flatter each other;
If the relationship is poor, the praise is derogatory.

But the old man at the tea stall was amused.

He has set up a tea stall for decades, and he has never seen the town so lively, let alone the mountain craftsmen.

It's really interesting to look anxiously at the exquisite temples and proud of the clumsy works!

"Bo Yan Shi Ji is here!"

"Go, go and have a look."

A sudden exclamation from the crowd attracted the attention of countless craftsmen present.

As the most powerful Boyan Shiji in Shoushan Town, everyone was naturally very nervous.

Not long after, I saw several craftsmen and apprentices carefully pushing a cart. On the shuttle bus, the works of Boyan Shiji were impressively placed.

When everyone looked around, there was a sudden silence in the arena, and suddenly there were chattering voices.

"This is... the Temple of the Mountain? It looks like a statue!"

"No!"

"Yeah, there's a temple under the statue."

"Look! Oh, I've lived for 53 years, and I've never seen a mountain temple look like this."

While everyone was discussing, someone they knew immediately came up to say hello.

"Morning shopkeeper Liu, Boyan Shiji's carvers are really as good as ever!"

"Yeah, yeah, look at that, it's like a fly on the screen, it's alive."

"I am over-flattered!"

The old shopkeeper of Boyan Shiji clapped his hands and responded, feeling a bit fucked up in his heart.

To be honest, he would rather be greeted with sarcasm.

As a colleague, he knew that if he sincerely praised him, how could he use such vain words?

At the very least, you have to point out what you are proud of, and that is called appreciation and affirmation.

What is this called now?
Comfort!

Why?

The works of Boyan Shiji are true and somewhat different.

A statue that resembles Dao and not Dao occupies most of the stone foundation, the upper body is a human being, and the lower body is connected to the mountains;
Under the statues are well-formed palaces and pavilions. Although the layout and arrangement, and even the carving work can be regarded as exquisite workmanship, the whole concept of micro-carving has nothing to do with the mountain temple.

After all, how can there be a mountain temple like this?
The old shopkeeper was also helpless.

Ji Jin is the master craftsman in the shop, he has always trusted him very much, so after handing over the work to him, he never asked, how could the finished product look like this?
Now that the business is imminent, it cannot be changed.

Ugh!
No matter what!

Fortunately, the carver is still there, and if he can't earn gold beans, it won't ruin his reputation.

(End of this chapter)