My Bank Is Connected to Another World

After the engraving, I sat for a while.

"I have something to do, so I'll leave first." Shu Fu got up, ready to leave.

"what?"

"So fast?"

Yang Qi also wanted to communicate more, thought about it, took out an object from the drawer and handed it to Shu Fu, "If you don't dislike it, please accept this."

Shu Fu took a look.

It is a red sandalwood pendant with a Buddha statue carved on it, which is worth a few thousand less.

"Then I would be disrespectful." Shu Fu readily accepted and exchanged works, which is also a way of communication for engravers. The value is not important.

"OK!"

Yang Qi laughed.

Today I am so happy to meet a good junior.

Not twitchy.

Not pretentious.

No arrogance.

The conversation is decent, the experience is extraordinary, and there is no generation gap when getting along.

I sighed in my heart, none of my apprentices had such a talent.

. . .

After leaving the wooden shop, Shu Fu wandered around in the antique street, and did not go to the tea shop of Qiyue. A group of unknown people were chattering all kinds of things.

Why not hang out by yourself!

His eyes wandered around the stall.

It's not what I want to buy, but a novelty.

There are not only antiques here, but most of them are actually selling handicrafts.

after all.

Many people go to the Antique Street, not to spend a lot of money on antiques, but to join in the fun. Therefore, they cannot buy antiques worth tens of thousands of hundreds of thousands.

A dozen hand-made products, but it is affordable.

Many of these handmade products are extremely creative.

After a while.

There was a rabbit made of steel wire in Shu Fu's hand. The stall owner was good at craftsmanship. Seeing the knitting at the scene, both of whom were craftsmen, Shu Fu supported it.

Not expensive.

thirty.

Much more "conscience" than my own!

"what!"

After another ten meters, Shu Fu stopped.

Unexpectedly, I will encounter a portrait of my peers.

but.

It is not purely carved. The stalls mainly display a variety of wooden crafts, such as some small animals, cartoon characters, etc., which are vivid and good in carving.

In addition.

Just like when he set up a stall, he put up a few star carvings. It is estimated that he had been in contact with the carvings soon, and Shu Fu could clearly see that the carvings were unfamiliar with the craftsmanship.

It's like it.

similar.

That's it.

What surprised Shu Fu was that the stall owner was a woman, about 30 years old, and a cute little girl sat next to her, drawing on a stool.

"Brother, what do you want to buy?"

Seeing Shu Fu, the little girl stared at him and asked happily.

Hear the sound.

Her mother who was repairing the statue also raised her head.

"I want this." Shu Fu picked up a fist-sized Doraemon on the stall, and after coloring and sealing it, it looked like a plastic product.

But it is made of wood.

"That twenty." The little girl said first.

"it is good."

This is why Shu Fu didn't sell this kind of carvings before.

There is really not much added value and cannot be sold at a price.

at this time.

A couple came to the booth, and the woman picked up a Pinocchio.

"how much is it?"

"twenty."

"Ten yuan, just a piece of wood." The man bargained.

"..."

In the end, the price was sold at fifteen yuan, and Shu Fu handed over one hundred. The stall owner was looking for money, and Shu Fu smiled and waved his hand, "No, I'll take a few more."

then.

After picking five, the stall owner took a look, "The small one counts you fifteen, and you can get two more."

The couple just mentioned the price to fifteen, so naturally she wouldn't sell it for another twenty.

Hear the words.

Shu Fu smiled and waved.

"They are the ones who are counter-offering. I don't have one. So, twenty-one is fine. If there are more, I won't be able to get it." At this moment, Shu Fu was also concerned.

twenty.

fifteen.

Craftsmen, except for the head ones, most of them really can't sell them.

"Thank you!"

The female stall owner thanked.

"Thank you brother." The little girl also shouted sweetly.

Shu Fu couldn't help but smile. He was called uncle too many times in his previous life. When he met some young people, he could only say that he could only lament that the years are not forgiving.

At this time.

There are guests again.

"how much is this?"

"twenty."

"Ten yuan."

"..."

Did not buy it, too expensive, the man turned and left.

"You just learned to carve portraits!" Shu Fu said to the stall.

"Yup!"

"Why do you want to increase business suddenly?"

"When a customer asked, I gave it a try, but the effect was not ideal." The stall owner sighed slightly.

The engraving is demanding, unlike ordinary engraving. She also engraved portraits in the past, but most of them were flat engravings, that is, the pen point was changed to a knife, and there was no three-dimensional effect.

"indeed."

Shu Fu smiled and nodded.

"The technique is a bit rusty, can you draw three-dimensional pictures?" Shu Fu asked.

"Unfamiliar."

The female stall owner replied.

"I suggest you practice three-dimensional painting first, visual effects, shadow processing, facial muscles..." Shu Fu pointed, that's how he came here.

at first.

Engraving some small objects and cartoon characters is not a big problem.

later.

There is nothing wrong with engraving the face, but when it came to the immediate portrait stage, he encountered a bottleneck, which is why he later learned graphic design.

This achieved a breakthrough.

of course.

If the other party wants to break through this hurdle, there is no need to go to college.

Even if you continue to explore this way, you will be able to succeed.

however.

After all, it is superficial, it is difficult to paint the skin of tigers and bones. In order to carve people, Shu Fu even taught himself a lot of small knowledge, human bones, and muscles.

Shu Fu had an outline in his heart.

Engraved time.

The first thing that appeared in Shu Fu's mind was not the face.

It's bone.

It's meat.

The last is appearance.

of course.

This does not allow Shu Fu to make a huge breakthrough in his skills, but a way of controlling the overall situation and providing another way of looking at things.

"Are you also a companion?" After listening, the female stall owner said in surprise.

It's not like a layman so professional.

It just feels a little weird. It's too uncoordinated to say such experienced words at a young age.

"almost."

After speaking, Shu Fu said goodbye and left the booth.

Wherever you are happy, casually speaking, whether you can listen to it depends on the other party.

"This kid, young and not small, must be fooling you." The stall owner next to him also heard Shu Fu's words, but he sneered at it.

Young and mature.

In many cases, it is not a compliment.

"He was right." The female stallholder returned to her senses, her face straightened.

Shu Fu was able to point out the key point where she was stuck. It was definitely not a flicker. I wanted to ask more, but found that Shu Fu had disappeared from the crowd.

. . .

Not far from the booth.

Shu Fu's phone rang.

one look.

Qi Yue.

"Has it been done?"

"Just finished."

"What you want to do is to buy some wood carvings?"

Talking.

Shu Fu turned his head to the right at the reminder of the guard ~www.ltnovel.com~ and looked at Qi Yue who was in front of an antique shop on the side of the road, beckoning him, beside those friends.

Helpless! Can't hide!

Shu Fu walked to the antique shop.

"Are you planning to slip away? Neither the direction you are going nor the address given to you are the same." Qi Yue was speechless, Shu Fu could definitely do such a thing.

"Don't you think you have finished drinking it, it seems that I expected it well." Shu Fu explained with a smile.

Qi Yue: "..."

Can you explain this a little more perfunctorily?

Shu Fu said: Yes!

"Here, exactly five. I'm going to give it to you. Pick one you like."

"..."

I believe you a ghost!