Capítulo 1158: Chapter 1156: On the Shortcomings of Longevity Gifts
No matter how exquisite and unparalleled the craftsmanship is, if it isn’t passed down, it will eventually be lost.
So people ponder over these words carefully, while others dismiss them, thinking that anyone who can be a craftsman or take on apprentices surely has one or two apprentices. How could it beco lost if there are apprentices? It’s just alarmist talk.
Wufu sighed silently at so people’s dismissive attitudes, but didn’t think they were wrong. After all, it’s a personal choice. As the saying goes, “Teach your apprentice, starve the master.” Holding sothing back is also a way to keep a path for oneself.
She knew that many things would be lost in future generations, which is why she sighed with regret. However, she also knew that in this era, not everyone was so generous. So crafts were even family secrets not to be shared, such as dical skills and acupuncture, different crafts, and so on.
Old Mr. ng glanced deeply at Wufu, then looked towards Third Old Master Wen and asked, “Is Third Old Master here to see the progress?”
Third Old Master Wen quickly replied, “Just taking a look around here and there, also showing this young lady our workshop. You know, last October we won a place, thanks to this young lady’s help.”
Old Mr. ng also knew that several great craftsn from this workshop had attended back then, and when they returned, their descriptions were vivid. Naturally, he understood. His gaze fell on a hairpin on Wufu’s head, and his old eyes brightened.
“Is this the Peach Blossom Spring?” he pointed at Wufu’s Peach Blossom Hairpin.
Wufu was taken aback, pulled out the hairpin, and handed it over, “Old sir, this hairpin indeed ca from that Peach Blossom Spring.”
Old Mr. ng examined it repeatedly, knowing that she had personally carved the hairpin, nodded, and returned it, “It’s indeed a fine jade, and the hairpin is well carved.”
The middle-aged man’s face changed slightly. Getting praised by the old gentleman was rare; could this still-nascent girl deserve such praise?
Wufu smiled.
The group walked into the room.
On the large central table, there was an exquisite piece of mutton fat jade, all smooth and snow-white. The white jade had already been carved into a layout: the Immortals carrying the Peach of Immortality, with the peaches carrying the words “Fu” and “Shou” for fortune and longevity, and riding a thousand-year-old turtle, while two small turtles clung to its body, symbolizing longevity, many children, and much fortune.
“Eight Immortals Celebrating Longevity, such craftsmanship,” Wufu went forward to look and praised in admiration.
Old Mr. ng replied, “You have a good eye.”
Wufu leaned closer to look, but she didn’t touch it. After all, it was soone else’s work; what if she accidentally damaged it?
“This is intended to be presented in the palace this year for the Empress Dowager’s birthday celebration,” Third Old Master Wen said.
Wufu comnted, “What impressive work, how long has this taken to carve?”
“Already two years,” Old Mr. ng replied.
Large works require the collective effort of many people, with not a single detail misplaced.
“Do you see any flaws in this Jade Carving?” Old Mr. ng deliberately wanted to test Wufu.
Wufu chuckled, “This cos from your hands, old sir, how could there be any flaws?”
“I told you to speak, so speak, where’s your earlier pretense of generosity?” Old Mr. ng rebuked sharply.
Truly a crotchety old man, Wufu secretly rolled her eyes and casually pointed, “If there’s a flaw, it’s here, Immortal Lady He’s hand is too chubby.” The hand of a fairy should be slender and elegant; this short and fat hand, did she co down to the mortal world for the at?
As soon as she spoke, everyone else looked at the middle-aged man with odd expressions. The middle-aged man’s face turned beet red, flas of anger rising. He was about to speak when he heard Old Mr. ng sigh.
“You’re not wrong, but the piece is complete, and it’s hard to alter it now.”
The middle-aged man’s expression changed instantly to one of disappointnt. Immortal Lady He was carved by him, and wasn’t this just saying his carving skills weren’t good enough?
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