Chapter 352 Competition of Skills

"Master Su, I want to ask you one more question, and you must answer me truthfully." Li Zhenbang stared at Su Yuquan closely, without giving in at all.

"You tell me!" Su Yuquan didn't know why, but when he saw Li Zhenbang's eyes, he felt palpitations.

"The quality of the same type of wood is naturally high or low, but is there really a difference between different types of wood? Is it determined by their own materials, or by the user?" Li Zhenbang looked at Su Yuquan flatly, but his words But the room was filled with a domineering taste.

"Inferior is inferior. No matter how you change it, you can't become superior. This is inherently doomed and cannot be changed." Su Yuquan said dissatisfiedly, and Li Zhenbang's tone made him very disgusted.

Li Zhenbang did not refute Su Yuquan's words, but continued to ask: "I don't know what was Master Su's background before he became a royal craftsman in the palace? Which official family's disciples? Or which noble family?"

"What do you mean by this?" Su Yuquan looked at Li Zhenbang angrily, he was actually very shy about his own background. At this moment, Li Zhenbang mentioned it in public, and in front of His Majesty the King, so it is reasonable for him to be annoyed.

Su Yuquan was born in a commoner family, and his family was poor when he was a child. He became a warrior when the temple was awakened, but his qualifications were mediocre, and even now he is just a black iron warrior. In order to make a living, he had no choice but to learn to be an apprentice carpenter to subsidize his family.

However, he is very talented as a carpenter, and he has a great reputation in the local area before he became an apprentice at a young age. Many people even come to him to make various wooden products, ranging from small jewelry boxes to large bed wardrobes. There is an endless stream of people coming and asking for things.

However, he was not obsessed with the fame at that time, nor did he stop exploring. Finally, he became a generation of famous masters, a well-known carpenter in China, and a royal craftsman in the palace.

"As far as I know, Master Su was born in poverty. If according to your statement, inferiority is inferiority and cannot be changed no matter what, then can you explain to me your growth process? Are you a certain The son of the foreign house of the big family?"

"You you..." Hearing Li Zhenbang's words, Su Yuquan trembled all over, and pointed at Li Zhenbang tremblingly, his breathing was already unstable.

What Li Zhenbang said was very serious, there is no difference between being a son of a foreigner and cursing someone.

In this world, rich and powerful men or children of big families and nobles can have wives and concubines. Li Zhenbang's mother, Ye Wanqiu, is a partial wife, and her status is lower than Zhao Wenji's, but in fact the status of the two is the highest in the family. it's the same.

Whether it is a wife or a concubine, the name can be entered in the family tree,

But this house is different. They will not have any status until they die, they are just women raised by rich people outside, and their children will also not get any status.

Of course, if a son is born, and the man has no heirs, in this case, the child is still likely to enter the family, but the foreign house is just a foreign house for life.

If the man’s family has a big business, at least the foreign house will not suffer so much when he is young, and he can even leave some family wealth when he is old and fading. But if the man's family is in decline, these foreign houses will be very miserable and will not receive any compensation or status.

Raising children alone is not an easy task for an unmarried single mother, and it is even more difficult for a divorced or widowed woman to make ends meet. Because there is still a lot of prejudice against this kind of woman in society, idle men always have fantasies about this kind of woman, and women all despise this kind of woman.

The declining women in the foreign house may have no choice but to do some shameless things in order to make a living, so the women in the foreign house are not even as high as those women in the flower boat garden in the eyes of everyone.

"Master Su, you are so angry that you are hurting your body. I believe you must not be a son of a foreigner. The reason why I tell you this is to let you know that you do not have the blood of nobles and officials flowing in you, but you have become a generation of masters and become It exists to make others look up to it. So there is nothing that cannot be changed! As long as this wood is used in the right hands and in the right place, there is no distinction between high and low!" Li Zhenbang said sonorously.

Su Yuquan's mood did not improve much because of Li Zhenbang's explanation. This little boy slapped him in the face in front of His Majesty the King, making him unable to step down. Now he hated Li Zhenbang even more in his heart. Su Yuquan glanced at Li Zhenbang coldly, stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me!"

Li Zhenbang respectfully handed the larch into Su Yuquan's hands, and the guard who went out with Li Zhenbang before carefully took out a set of tools and placed them in front of Su Yuquan.

"Master Su, Your Majesty's time is precious, so don't make some big things that are time-consuming and laborious?" Li Zhenbang asked softly.

"Hmph!" Su Yuquan snorted coldly, and ignored Li Zhenbang. He was not a rookie, so he naturally knew what to do in such a situation, so there was no need for a junior like Li Zhenbang to remind him.

Su Yuquan checked the tools carefully, picked up a carving knife casually, and polished it a little, then nodded in satisfaction. With his strength, he doesn't need too many tools to make a small thing. It can be done with the heart, the heart moves freely, and the knife moves with the heart.

Su Yuquan lifted the larch in front of him, carefully observed the texture and density of the wood, and slowly touched the wood with his hands, not in a hurry to start operating.

After observing, Su Yuquan slowly closed his eyes, and all the details of this piece of larch had been imprinted in his mind. He has already determined the work to be created, so he keeps simulating and rehearsing it in his mind.

Everyone, including Zhao Tianlong, looked at Su Yuquan breathlessly, for fear that even the slightest noise would disturb him.

At this moment, Su Yuquan stood motionless with his eyes closed, holding the piece of larch in one hand and the carving knife in the other.

Su Yuquan suddenly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a bright light flashing in the hall. Everyone's spirits couldn't help shaking, and they all stared at Su Yuquan.

Without any hesitation, Su Yuquan handed the carving knife from his right hand to his left under the surprised eyes of everyone, and held the piece of larch with his right hand. Su Yuquan's most powerful thing is actually not his right hand that he often uses, but his left hand that is rarely used. There are no more than five people who know this.

Su Yuquan stared intently at the larch in the palm of his right hand, and his left hand moved quickly, forming afterimages.

Time seemed to be frozen, and everyone stared at Su Yuquan motionlessly, all convinced by his technique. Su Yuquan didn't move either, only his high-speed left hand and the flying sawdust indicated that time was still passing.

Everyone didn't wait too long. When Su Yuquan stopped, he blew lightly towards his right hand, and the sawdust slowly fell down. An original wooden jewelry box appeared in front of everyone out of thin air.

Dragons and phoenixes are carved on the jewelry box, which is so beautiful that it is extraordinary at first glance. Although it is just an original object without any follow-up treatment, the surface is round and shiny, exuding bursts of soothing fragrance.

Su Yuquan first returned the carving knife to the guard, then held the jewelry box with both hands, lifted it high, and slowly placed it on the table in front of Zhao Tianlong.

Zhao Tianlong put the jewelry box in his hand and looked at it carefully, then put the jewelry box on the table, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Your Majesty, Li Zhenbang dares to take a look. I wonder if it's okay?" Li Zhenbang asked with a bow.

Zhao Tianlong raised his hand at Li Zhenbang, and a guard picked up the jewelry box and handed it to Li Zhenbang.

Li Zhenbang took the jewelry box and looked it over carefully, sighed and shook his head, and put the jewelry box back on the table.

"What do you mean? Is it okay to admit defeat?" Su Yuquan looked at Li Zhenbang with some complacency. He didn't think that Li Zhenbang could produce better works than his own.

"Master Su, this is your final result? Is this your limit?" Li Zhenbang's face was full of disappointment.

"Li Zhenbang, don't be brave with your words. If you come up with a work that convinces me, I will admit that I have lost." Su Yuquan felt a little embarrassed. Although he was not very familiar with this larch wood, But relying on my many years of experience, I easily completed this work in a short period of time.

"Master Su, what do you think of this jewelry box made of dragon and phoenix compared with other items you made?" Li Zhenbang looked at Su Yuquan calmly.

"Hmph, of course it's not as good as my other works. It's just larch. I've reached the extreme with such a rubbish material." Su Yuquan said nonchalantly. He is a high-end luxury jewelry wood. How could the materials used by the common people fall into his eyes.

If it weren't for my talent in this area, and I used larch when I was young, it would be really not easy to make a high-quality product. Even if the work is not top-quality, if Li Zhenbang wants to produce a work that exceeds his own level, it will not be easy for him to do so. He still has some confidence in this.

"Extreme? Is this also called extreme? Your demands on yourself are really too high!" Li Zhenbang's disdainful tone can be heard by the deaf.

"If you have the ability, you can come up with a work that is better than this, otherwise you have no right to dictate here!" Su Yuquan tried his best to suppress his anger. If His Majesty the King hadn't been here, he would have to tear the mouth of this nonsense little bastard.

"And at the liberty of asking again, how does this piece of yours compare to the woodwork in this house?"

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