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Chapter 273 Respect is worse than obedience

At this time, Master Huang opened his toolbox, and there were all kinds of carving tools inside, which was simply dazzling.

The arrangement is particularly exquisite. All the engraving knives are sorted in sequence, pulling up layer by layer, and five or six layers of extraction layers are spread out in the wooden box.

Not only were everyone present energetic, but even Lu Zian's eyes lit up.

Master Huang’s toolbox is simply the dream of every craftsman!

Then Lu Zian opened his own, which Zhuo Peng brought to pack up and put the trunk.

Well, time is tight, so I didn't clean up carefully.

There are two layers, although there are about twenty carving knives, but there is not even an ink line, let alone a plane or something.

It's like a sky, an underground...

The others were originally quite curious about Lu Zi'an's toolbox, but when they saw it, they were very disappointed.

However, all the big guys present will not show it.

Lu Zian naturally noticed it, but he didn't say anything and just raised his eyebrows playfully.

If there are not many swords, if it is useful, it will work.

He picked up a thin blade and wiped it slowly.

"Master Lu, you come first?" Master Huang also picked up the tools and signaled to him.

"You are an elder, please ask first." Lu Zi'an gave in.

Master Huang once again gave in: "You'll come first..."

So, it’s the most annoying thing about pushing and giving up.

Lu Zian was too lazy to stumble and nodded directly: "Okay, then I'd better obey my destiny than respect!"

“…”

Master Huang was stunned: Hey, why don’t you play according to the routine?

Many people couldn't help but curl their lips. Very good, they are indeed young people, energetic!

Master Zhuo covered his eyes and looked at it with no shame: Xiao Lu, at least you should refuse!

With his eyes burning, Lu Zi'an took a towel to wipe the red rosewood on all three sides, and then picked up the carving knife.

Huh?

Master Huang was stunned: Don’t you use a saw first? How can that thin blade cut the wood?

In his surprised gaze, Lu Zi'an easily inserted the thin blade into the wood and then stroked it unimpededly.

The knife is not broken?

How is this possible?

Master Huang looked at the delicate saw in his hand stiffly, feeling a little numb from his scalp.

This Lu Zian should indeed not be underestimated. It seems that they are the right choice to invite him this time.

In everyone's surprised eyes, the hard wood looked like a piece of tender tofu in Lu Zi'an's hands.

Cut horizontally and vertically, without hesitation.

Each of his swords was just right, because the blade was extremely thin and did not even leave any traces on the surface of the wood.

It seemed like the cut tofu, and it overlapped softly and smoothly.

If it weren't for the fact that the carving knife had brought out a little bit of debris, they would even doubt whether the knife hadn't cut the wood at all.

Lu Zi'an inserted several knifes in succession, stood up the wood and scratched it a few more times.

For some reason, under such a tense situation, he relaxed a lot.

Although he is still doing wood carvings seriously on the surface, his thinking has long been out of control...

Nine shallow and one deep, three right and three left, swaying like an eel, progress like a leech, or something...

Such a large piece of wood was tossed and turned in his hands as if he was playing tricks.

Husking a song in my heart: Spinning and jumping, I closed my eyes...

I have to say, it looks really good.

Especially his tightly pursed lips, firm and deep eyes, and the little sweat oozing out of his nose, he was really full of heroic posture.

But it’s useless to just look good!

Everyone thought secretly, what's the use of making this happen? The wood has not changed!

Master Zhuo even clenched his fists tightly and muttered in his heart: Don't mess it up...

To be honest, he was not so nervous when he participated in the national selection himself.

finally.

Lu Zian stopped and gently put down the carving knife.

The wood on the table is still a whole piece without any change.

"…hey?" What does this mean?

Lu Zian took a deep breath and gently patted the surface of the wood with his right hand.

"Click."

A small piece of wood sinks.

Then the wood on the right slowly moved to the right under the push of Lu Zi'an, while the wood on the left remained motionless.

Lu Zi'an used his middle finger to press the wood in the middle, and gently twisted the thumb and index finger of his right hand.

layer.

Second floor.

Three layers.

...

He picked up the wood on his right and walked five steps to the right.

The wooden block in the middle slowly opened and eventually turned into a rectangular wooden block of uniform size, thickness and thickness, like a ladder, connecting two pieces of wood on the left and right.

This move makes people's scalp numb.

Many people present couldn't help but stand up.

Such a mortise and tenon structure is simply amazing!

Even Master Huang was intrigued. He originally wanted to see Lu Zi'an's professional skills and whether he was able to fight side by side with him, but unexpectedly he had such gains and his eyes lit up immediately.

"Master Lu, this move is really wonderful!" Master Huang looked at the small wooden blocks in the middle carefully, and the surface was extremely smooth and without any roughness.

He couldn't help but say in surprise: "Who are you... studying under?"

Lu Yunjing knew him, and he knew very well that Lu Yunjing was best at nuclear carving and was not proficient in mortise and tenon structures!

Well……

Lu Zi'an looked ashamed and smiled bitterly: "I learned from ancient books passed down from my ancestors, but I only learned some basics for the time being."

Is this all fur?

Then they are afraid they are not furious...

Master Huang was really interested, and didn't care that he showed off his unique skills. He held the saw and said with a smile: "Okay, come on, you can make a pavilion, I will make an attic, and you can also come here in the middle, whatever you can do, as long as you can fight back in the end!"

A pavilion?

Lu Zian looked at his excited look and felt...

This old man Huang is really interesting. He smiled and said readily: "As long!"

So everyone here was fortunate to see this wonderful scene. The two of them stood on both sides, each holding a piece of wood and cutting it to the same thing, and decomposing it step by step...

Master Huang is still a master at the master level. He slowly cut a large piece of wood with just a small saw.

The two-story loft is gradually spread out.

There are corridors, corridors, and lofts are octagonal.

He also slowly unfolded the excess wood using Lu Zi'an's method to make it into a staircase, hanging from the second floor to the first floor.

Lu Zian's pavilion is even more exquisite. He only has one layer, so he simply does it very carefully.

And because he uses a carving knife, it is much lighter and more meticulous than Master Huang.

After finishing the entire pavilion, the stairs connecting the pavilion and the attic are turned into one step ladder.

A large piece of wood was drawn to make a canopy at a higher place, carved patterns on it, and the winding corridor was completed.

But at this time, Master Huang had just made the thick blanks and didn't even start making the windows.

Lu Zian thought for a while and changed the carving knife.

He cut the pavilion a few times, made the pavilion into a semi-open form, hollowed out the wood inside, carved it into an exquisite cabinet, table and bed outside, and then pulled the mortise and tenon strips to stuff it back into place.

There was a large piece of wood in front of the pavilion. Anyway, he was idle, so he simply used the real carving method to carve it into bamboo pieces that were put together.

Well, since you have a place to stand, you have to make some small tables. If you are bored, you can drink tea.

So, a set of tables and chairs were born, with a bamboo pole placed beside the pavilion, and a bamboo raft was parked at the joint, and an old man was fishing on it.

At this time, Master Huang's attic had been made, and the arrangement inside was extremely exquisite.

Not only can the door on the first floor be opened, but the window on the second floor can be pushed open from the inside.

The most rare thing is that their ideas are surprisingly consistent: all their wood is still involved and not broken!

In other words, both of them met the requirements they said at the beginning.

As long as they want, they can restore it to their original position at any time and restore the pavilions and towers in front of them into a whole piece of wood!
Chapter completed!
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