Ran Qingchen’s beautiful eyes glanced at Li Nanshuang beside her and suddenly said, "This ti I will accompany you to investigate."
"Ah? This..."
"Don’t worry, I have been running around outside these days, they won’t be suspicious, I can disguise myself."
Ran Qingchen’s tone was very determined.
One Xia He has already been such a headache, do you, Li Nanshuang, also want to help my husband refine his skills?
Are you worthy?
What skills can you refine?
Li Nanshuang said dissatisfiedly, "I am the supervisor of the braised noodle technique, after investigating for so long, we have already developed tacit understanding, your accompanying him in the investigation will only waste ti."
Tacit understanding my ass.
Hearing these words, Ran Qingchen beca even more determined, her beautiful eyes blazing as she stared at Jiang Shouzhong, "That settles it then, it just so happens I have a face-changing mask too, allow to change my clothes and we can set off."
The woman entered the room.
It was only then that Jiang Shouzhong noticed that Ran Qingchen had a bundle behind her.
This woman had evidently planned ahead.
"No, I’m coming too!"
Li Nanshuang also ran into the room to change clothes.
Helplessly, Jiang Shouzhong rubbed his temples and muttered silently, "Won are truly troubleso, two won even more so."
Soon, Ran Qingchen changed into her clothes, a dark-colored tight-fitting outfit.
The close-fitting fabric outlined the woman’s graceful figure, accentuating her tall, trim, and heroic posture, adding an extra touch of cold and stunning beauty.
Like an orchid in the dark night, both reserved and unrestrained, yet not lacking in resolute determination.
A beauty is a beauty, no matter the style, always good-looking.
Jiang Shouzhong couldn’t help but marvel to himself.
Catching the amazent in the man’s eyes, Ran Qingchen felt sowhat proud, her mind filled with the analysis spoken by her sworn sister Hong’er as she thought to herself, "As long as you strive for it, there will ultimately be a harvest."
——
All three were top-notch experts, and in less than half an hour, they made use of the moonlight to sneak into an ancient house on Qingxiang Street.
In the main house of the courtyard, a dim candlelight flickered.
Having investigated and learned that this craftsman nad Cheng lived alone all year round, Jiang Shouzhong, after confirming that there was only one person in the room, pushed the door and entered directly.
Upon entering the room, what caught their eyes were the various faces hanging on the wall.
An old man’s face, a young girl’s face, a big man’s face, a child’s face...each face had its own characteristics, as if they were peeled off from an actual human, slightly creepy and deathly still, making one very uncomfortable.
An old man sat in the room, looking very ordinary, with only a sparse beard on his chin.
He was making a mask at the table.
"Mr. Cheng."
Jiang Shouzhong stared at the old man.
When the old man showed no panic at the sudden intrusion of the three people and continued to imrse himself in his craft, working on the mask in his hands as if he was in his own world, unwilling to allow any distraction.
Seeing that he was completely ignoring them, Li Nanshuang rolled up her sleeves, ready to do so talking with her fists.
The young girl was accustod to this.
However, this ti Jiang Shouzhong stopped her, signaling for the young girl to quietly wait.
People always imrse themselves wholeheartedly in their beloved professions, striving to create their own art, and do not allow any disturbance.
He understood the obsession of such people with their hobbies; individuals like that usually had peculiar temperants.
If disturbed rashly, it might make the person averse to them, after all, they were only there to ask questions, no need for trouble.
The three waited for about an hour before the old man finally put down the mask in his hands.
But the mask was not completed, as he abruptly grabbed it and threw it into the furnace beside him.
Li Nanshuang’s beautiful eyes widened in surprise.
She clearly saw that the mask was delicately made, so why did the old man destroy it?
"What do you want with an old man like ?"
The old man lifted a piece of soft leather made from an unknown material out of a water basin beside him, carefully placed it on his knee, donned a black glove, and gently tapped on it.
Jiang Shouzhong said, "Mr. Cheng, I would like to inquire about soone."
Cheng looked up at Jiang Shouzhong for a mont and said indifferently, "I have seen you... To be precise, I’ve seen your portrait."
Jiang Shouzhong was suddenly startled.
He was currently wearing a face-changing mask.
Even Ran Qingchen and Li Nanshuang had not recognized him at first, yet this old man penetrated his disguise at a glance?
"How is Ms. Jiang?" Cheng suddenly asked.
"What?"
Jiang Shouzhong didn’t react for a mont.
Cheng pointed at the face-changing mask on Jiang Shouzhong’s face, "The mask you are wearing on your face was made by my senior and for Ms. Jiang years ago, a total of twenty-two masks, eleven of high quality, eleven of dium quality, and the one you are wearing is one of the high-quality ones."
Pausing for a mont, Cheng said in a hoarse voice, "In my lifeti, I’ve made over ten thousand masks, and I rember each one very clearly."
Upon hearing this, all three in the room were too stunned to speak.
What does it an to be a seasoned craftsman?
What defines a master?
This is what it ans to reach the peak of craftsmanship!
Jiang Shouzhong hadn’t expected the other party to recognize that the mask on his face was given by Jiang Yi; he had imnse admiration and beca much more respectful, "Since the older gentleman knows Ms. Jiang, then I will not beat around the bush. I wish to inquire about a person."
Cheng rolled up the soft leather on his knee and subrged it back in the water, speaking slowly:
"Initially, my master told , in our line of work, one should rember two things. First, do not ask too many questions. Second, do not answer any questions from others. Only then can you live a long life.
My senior did not rember this and died miserably, his hands chopped off, his eyes gouged out, his blood drained, even his face was torn off... Do you think I would tell you?"
Ran Qingchen and Li Nanshuang were both horrified upon hearing this.
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