When Guan Xiangfeng heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and roared in his heart: "Your uncle's Song Ergou! Let's see if you are still shy! Without you, I can still get the Han Bamboo... Haha... I have got the Han Bamboo, I really want to see it
Look at how this guy’s face turns from white to green, green to blue, green to black! Haha..."
Ten minutes later.
Guan Xiangfeng was walking on the mountain road up the mountain. There was a man walking in front of him. He was wearing a peaked cap, with his hands behind his back and his head held high. He spat and said this: "I told you earlier, I will take you up the mountain."
Is it over? You still have to talk to the village chief... Look, after going around in a circle, haven't you come into my hands? I'm not telling you, you are just young, just disobedient, or...
…%￥……&”
Guan Xiangfeng's face, who was following Song Ergou, turned white for a while, then green for a while... and finally turned black. He only had one sentence in his heart: "A slap in the face! A naked slap in the face!"
At the same time, on the top of the mountain.
"Master, what are you doing with so much bamboo?" Hong Boy squatted in the yard and watched Fang Zheng sitting there peeling the bamboo.
"You have performed well recently, and I am going to reward you." Fang Zheng looked at the bamboo in his hand and said with a smile.
"Reward? What reward?" Honghaier asked excitedly.
"One bed per person!" Fang Zheng said.
"Really?!" Hong Hai'er was excited. He had been coming to Yizhi Temple for so long. There were only two Zen rooms in Yizhi Temple. One belonged to the old Zen Master Yi Zhi. That room was cleaned every day, but it was not allowed.
Anyone can come in and live in one room. Fang Zheng lives in one room. Similarly, no one else is allowed to live in, unless Fang Zheng is not around!
Then there is the kitchen, which is also where the monkey and Red Boy make the floor. The lone wolf has his own kennel, and the squirrel has a small villa given to him by Ma Juan, a college student who went up to the mountain. In comparison, the life of the monkey and Red Boy is the best.
It’s very painful. But the monkey used to sleep in the wild, but now it sleeps in the kitchen, and it feels pretty good.
Hong Hai'er used to live in a big cave. As a big demon king, he had all kinds of good things. Now he suddenly sleeps in such a place, which is really uncomfortable... Fortunately, he has a demon king's physique, and he can't do anything hot or cold.
No. It's just that he still longed for a bed... Now that he finally had one, he was naturally very happy.
When the monkey heard that there was a bed, he immediately came over and asked, "Master, is there really a bed?"
"Of course, I will personally make a bed for you, master." Fang Zheng nodded.
"Master, Master! I want a bed too!" Squirrel jumped down and stood on Fang Zheng's shoulders, shouting.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Don't worry, you are indispensable. Everyone has it. You also have a share in the purification method."
When the lone wolf heard this, he immediately opened his mouth and started to giggle.
"Why are you laughing? It seems that if I give you a bed, you won't be afraid of the ground..." Hong Boy muttered.
Lone Wolf immediately gave him a Lone Wolf version of Big Eyes!
Fangzheng was too lazy to pay attention to these living treasures. He got the craft of Zen Carpentry from the system. He originally thought that this craft was quite useless, but then he thought about it. After mastering this craft, he would be able to find a place for his own tables, chairs and benches in the future.
Life can be greatly improved. After all, this skill is really good.
Anyway, he had nothing to do all day long, so he just wanted to wait and see. He might as well make a bed for a few apprentices and give it a try. He didn’t know the result until he tried it. He was shocked when he touched Han Bamboo. The moment he touched Han Bamboo, all of Han Bamboo’s
All the information flashed through my mind, including all the textures of the cold bamboo in my hand, where it was tight, where it was soft, where it was suitable for cutting... all the information was available!
Before he even started, Fang Zheng had already thought about what parts of Han Bamboo were suitable for from top to bottom! It felt like he was really confident and confident.
The cold bamboos on the mountain were less than one year old, and all the bamboos were covered with a layer of bamboo clothing. Fang Zheng had to peel off the layer of bamboo clothing one by one. After removing the bamboo clothing, Fang Zheng took a machete. Although this machete was old,
It's old, but its blade is sharp and extremely sharp. This is also one of the few great weapons in Yizhi Temple! When Yizhi Zen Master opened up Yizhi Mountain, he was a great contributor.
"Master, are you using this thing? Are you sure you want to make us a bed instead of making us a coffin?" Hong Boy came over and measured the wide machete, which was half his height.
Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "Master, I also want to get some good knives, but I don't have any! Let's use it, it's still a knife after all."
Just as Hong Boy was about to say something, he heard a roar coming from outside the backyard gate: "Stop!"
Confirmation of the shouting Guan Xiangfeng, who went up the mountain with Song Ergou, pointed out that the temple is so big. Standing at the door of the backyard, he can clearly see what Fang Zheng is holding in his hand! It is so delicate and green that it is as transparent as emerald!
The cross-section is not square, but extremely tight, just like jade! I have never seen or heard of such bamboo! It does not need to be processed, it is a perfect work of art! In the end, this bastard monk actually held a handful
Use a knife that is too big to kill a pig! Is this chopping firewood? It’s too much! What a waste!
It's hard to find one outside, but this guy is so wasteful! It's unforgivable to waste natural resources! Jade Guan Xiangfeng's brain got hot, he forgot that he was here to ask for help, and he yelled out!
Fang Zheng frowned. When did he ask others to take care of his own chassis? Looking back, he saw a man standing next to Song Ergou. He had a black T-shirt, a tall figure, a beard and a ponytail... This kind of look
, Founder is no stranger. I often see it on the Internet. These people are generally engaged in art. It is said that they are more like art masters. As for men with long hair, Founder has no idea. The ancients all had long hair. This is inherently
It doesn't matter, as long as it's someone else's mother.
When Hong Hai'er heard someone yelling, he felt unhappy. He raised his head and shouted, "You big bitch, what are you shouting for? Didn't you see my master doing something?"
"Pfft!" Song Ergou often goes up the mountain. He knows what is missing on the mountain and carries a water bottle with him. It is really hot. He uses his hat to cool down and drinks water. As a result, he squirts out all the water... and he chokes to tears.
, and then couldn't help laughing.
Guan Xiangfeng was so angry that his eyes almost popped out of his head, and he said angrily: "How can you talk like a kid? Not all women have long hair, artists are like this!"
"You said that, I remembered that I actually saw an artist with a ponytail before." Hong Boy scratched his head in embarrassment.
Guan Xiangfeng snorted and said: "You are young, I don't have the same experience as you."
"Oh, by the way, are you also a **** person?" Hong Hai'er asked, blinking his big eyes.
Guan Xiangfeng was about to speak, but he suppressed the words immediately. He couldn't take a breath, and his face turned red! He cursed in his heart: "Whose naughty kid is this? Can he talk? What nonsense have he learned?"