Du Yi's lips were very disdainful, but where did he know, he was in front of him, and the wine was the collection of the collection countless years. If you want to drink, drink it, be a cold water.

"You kid, in the ink for a while, the vegetables are cold."

Du Yi smiled slightly, put the tables and chairs, and drank it like this.

"Du, why is the fragrance of a woman in your house, can you really hide the golden house?"

"It's really old and not ashamed. It's so old that I can think of those who are useless. By the way, I have two girls here to hide. I am a young man who is qi and blood. It is not convenient to live here.

They live with you, your old man rescue hard, and by the way, the two of them will be rescued. "

"Huh, my old man is not doing it. One person is free and let the two girls follow me to make trouble. Let me live a few more years."

The two girls in the inner room had not been exhausted in the morning, and they were hungry enough. Now I heard that one of them said so, as if they were cumbersome, and they couldn't hang on their faces.

Xue Ruohong is a little bit good. After all, he is a servant. He is not only a slave, but also seeks others.

But Song Yaoer is different. She is a lady from a family and has a thin-skinned face, so she has never been so angry.

Take a moment, run out, look at the old and young in front of the dining table, apricot eyes, but the next moment I stayed, a seductive aroma penetrated into the nose, the stomach gurgled

Song Yaoer's aura suddenly weakened.

"It's just right. This old man is a doctor of Menbao Shengtang. He followed him back. His family was clean, large and spacious, and his eyes were all over the sky. No one dared to find his obscure."

The old man glanced at Du Yi, and then smiled: "Girl, are you hungry? Eat some meal!"

Xue Yanhong listened, hurriedly hit the snake on the stick, and pulled his lady to sit on the dining table. Although Song Yaoer was a little reluctant, he was really hungry. He also knew that he had to bow his head under the eaves of the human eaves.

A meal of the two women ate a little awkward, while Du Yi and the old man had nothing to say. The advantages made the two women feel inexplicable.

The two women who had just finished eating didn't want to listen to the two of them were drunk, and then stood up and looked at a piece of woodcarving.

There are more than a dozen woodcarvings on the shelves on both sides. The characters are very single. They are all one person. I do n’t know why. Looking at these statues, Song Yao'er felt lonely.

The wine was full, and the old man walked towards Bao Shengtang with two girls, while Du Yi went up and fell asleep.

In the early morning, Bird Ming woke Du Yi, and Du Yi cursed impatiently, but then Du Yi was stunned and looked at Song Yao'er dressed in front of him in front of him, and he couldn't help but stay.

"You girl, isn't it for you to go to the old man's house? I am dirty, there are more dust, not a place where you can stay with a rich lady."

Song Yaner heard his face change, and looked at Du Yi a little nervous: "I, I am not a young lady who is a wealthy family, how can I have that life?"

Du Yi was quite helpless. He walked towards Song Yao'er in Song Yao'er and turned around: "Isn't it a lady of a wealthy family? Look at this skin, watching this delicate hand, compared with the hand of the little red girl, your hand is really really the hand.

It's delicate, and you look at your behavior, eat a meal and chew slowly, sitting upright, there is you that the girl is like you, this is not the place you can stay, hurry up. "

Every time Du Yi said, Song Yao'er's face changed. She didn't expect that it was such a disappointed carved master who could see through her.

But the next moment Song Yao'er laughed. In this way, this person's mind was really good. When I thought of the carving, I couldn't help but say: "I want to learn sculpture with you, you don't teach me, I will not leave."

"What do you like, don't bother me!"

Song Yaner was speechless, and everyone said that. She couldn't really get the other party.

Du Yi ignored Song Yao'er. When Song Yao'er was average, he began to sculpt the statue of Chen Mazi.

Du Yi squinted and stared at the iron pearwood in front of him. After a long time, he picked up a sharp knife and waved on the iron pear wood.

Sinking.

An hour later, the prototype of a two-foot-high wood carving began to appear, and Song Yaoer, who was standing beside her, was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

He did not know the iron pear wood. This thing was extremely hard and his use was extremely wide. Some big families made furniture in this wood, and even some people used this ship to build a ship, and the value was even more expensive.

Of course, and more importantly, such a hard wood, this person can carve the prototype in one hour. It can be seen that this person's skill is extremely deep, and it is most likely the legendary martial arts.

Du Yi stood up and stood up, took out a plate of peanut rice in the food box aside, took out a bottle of old wine, and drank the peanuts on the counter.

Song Yao'er looked at Du Yi. Although Du Yi looked lazy, he felt the extremely lonely loneliness in his eyes.

For Du Yi, Song Yao'er is just a passenger, so for Song Yao'er or others, Du Yi is indifferent, and he does not bet too much feelings.

Feeling Song Yao'er's eyes, Du Yi watched Song Yaner in doubt: "Is there something?"

Song Yao'er shook his head complicatedly, but he had made up his mind to study sculpture, and he was very convinced of Du Yi's superb skills.

"Is anyone?"

When Du Yi heard the words, looking out of the door, I saw a young and thin boy standing outside the door.

"Little doll, something?"

When the teenager heard the words, hesitated for a moment, he knelt down and said: "Boss, you are pitiful me, take me, clean the house, take care of the shop, I can do it. I have read privately for two years.

Just give me a full meal, please ask your boss. "

Du Yi sighed deeply: "Also, I want to stay in Liwu after I want to stay. I dare not say big fish and meat in two meals a day.

The young man looked at Du Yi, and then engraved three noise on the ground. He got a fire at home three years ago. His parents died in the fire.

When he grows up, he has the deepest perception of the warm and warm in the world. Although he is only eleven years old, he understands that a normal person will not adopt a idle person, otherwise he will not beg for three years.

Du Yi sighed, took out two buns in the food box and handed it to the little boy: "Eat it, eat and wash, make clothes."

The teenage tears, nodded silently, bowed to Du Yi slightly, and dirty little hands, picked up the buns and gorge.

At this moment, Song Yaner suddenly felt that Du Yi was a little tall, and under the back of the lonely back, what kind of past did you fall to the ground.

"What came from, there were five or two silver, and he took him to the old man in a while, gave him a bath, and then made him tailor -made clothes, and shoes. It was best to buy me some wine.

"

Song Yao'er, who had a good opinion of Du Yi, suddenly discovered at this moment that this weird sculpture master was as annoying as usual. He couldn't help snorting, pulled up the dirty little hand of the teenager, and walked outside the door.

Of course, it is not easy for the Song family to find Song Yao'er. After all, Song Yao'er at this moment has changed a little, and it is not easy to find a men's clothing. It is not easy to find.

In the evening, Song Yao'er took the teenager and walked over. Du Yi held the jug and watched the teenager smile slightly: "Oh, the long appearance is good, I live in it in the future.

It's okay, after all, one day I am gone, you have a craftsmanship. "

Du Yi was drunk, but what he said made Song Yaoer feel weird. What is it that you are gone? Do you want to die?

Of course, Song Yao'er wouldn't say these words, but looking at Du Yi's eyes was a little weird. After a while, he said: "I also have to learn sculpture."

"Casually, I don't like trouble, who can learn, as long as I don't bother, I can." Then I poured a sip of wine again, and then my head was crooked, and she slept.

"Sister, master, this is this?"

"Huh, drunk cat, drinking dead, drunk every day, I don’t know what to think."

Du Yi fell asleep at the dawn, rubbed his hair, smiled bitterly, picked up the jug and poured a sip of wine.

"Drink, you know drinking, what's good to drink, like horsesur."

"Hey, what the little girl knows what to know, life is rare to get drunk, drunk, there is no trouble when you are drunk."

Although Du Yi's words were a little casual, Song Yao'er felt the helplessness in the tone.

Silently cleaning the room, no longer ignored Du Yi, but there was a hint of ripples in his heart. He concluded that the past of the 20 -year -old man in front of him is not simple, otherwise the helplessness, deep eyes, pretending to pretend not to pretend not to pretend not to pretend to be

Out of it.

After eating a few grains of peanut rice and drinking a pot of wine, Du Yi looked at the woodcarving in the center of the hall, shaking his body and walked over.

"Chen Mazi, it's been six hundred years. Your grandchildren look very similar to you. It's okay if you die. I've died. I've died. That boy Zhang Dahai doesn't know what happened, and Xue Wanqi and Wang Pu.

Yes, yes, and Lu Xiao, of course, the pair of big bhasters is of course waving.

Hey, it's six hundred years old. "

Du Yi's crushing and voices were very small. Listening to Song Yao'er and Xiaoxin's ears like chanting spells, a little god.

However, the more Du Yi was like this, the faster the carving speed was. After this carving, the outline actually had a prototype. After an hour, Du Yi stood up, picked up the wine pot on the table, and whipped it hard.

Walk outside the gate.

The two of them looked at Du Yi's work in shock. It took only half an hour, from the outline to the prototype, and the speed was simply incredible.

"Sister, master he is so fast, do he work hard?"

Song Yao'er looked a little weird and didn't speak, but the inexplicable light flashed in her eyes.

Song Yao'er naturally admired Du Yi's superb skills, but a master of such a deep skill actually fell to a small shop, and it was the humble small shop. The cost was not proportional. What does this mean?

Carving is different from other occupations. Especially when carving hardwood, it is a test of its own physical strength, especially the arm strength.

It is conceivable that Du Yi, who easily carved iron pear wood, must have a foundation in kung fu.

It seems crazy, but there is a world inside.
Chapter completed!